|| Introduction ||
The cats of the forest weren't always here. It was a peaceful time, when strays stayed in the roaming streets, picking out scraps, begging for what food they could find from the pesky two-legged creatures that corrupted their brothering. Their cruel, harsh living ways turned them feral, leading to them retreating into the forests where they wouldn't need to rely on the humans that would take their kin for the own likings. The months are harsh, the winters were harsher. It took its toll on the individual felines that roamed freely, avoiding the coyotes, the bears and the occasional rotten smelling Man-Vehicle that rumbled across an old, was torn stone and pebble path.
But then came a solution. When four rogue cats met under the light of the dazzling, dancing stars that lit up the abyss of black that was the night sky. "Form a group?" One of them said, with a seething hiss of annoyance that displayed their emotions clearly to the others.
"Yes, a group. Our survival will eradicate, we will be able to hunt it groups, scare off big predators in large numbers!" This voice was soft, yet joyful as it came. The other cats seemed to be in agreement, whereas one still wasn't so eager to form this group. But that was history. The group had been made, and the numbers expanded greatly.
Roles had been put in place, there was a Superior, and a Luitenant. Then came the Fighters and the Hunters, the Trainees and the mothers, the Old-cat and even kittens. It was a community of its own, with their own beliefs. The Stars. The ones they shared their wisdom with, who gave the Superior his almighty knowledge.
The camp is hidden by big fallen ferns that line the protective layer of the camp, which is based deep within the forest, situated in a relatively large clearing with a large, fallen Oaktree in the middle. The oak tree has been hollowed out over time, with the Harah raining months and the scratching of cats sharpening their talons.
This is where the Superior sleeps, it is lined with the finest of moss, soft vines that have grown over the ancient tree hang loosely over the entrance.
From the middle, where the Oak Tree is placed to the far-right side is where the Medicine cat sleeps. It is a large burrow that was seemingly made by badgers before their time had come here, it goes relatively deep to sustain warmth and has two branches of tunnels that are dead ends on either side of the medicine's cats sleeping quarters, one for a mass of supplies, and the other for sick or injured cats. They all have a moss linen bed; the medicine cat also gets a good share of moss to sleep on.
Surrounding the Oak, on the edges of the camp that circles round, is the Queen and Kitten den. This is made out of thick, woven bramble that had been built up specially over the cats' time of settling in the forest to give the best protective to mother and kit. The whole base of this den has soft leaves, scattered and then lined with more moss.
The Warriors, Hunters and Luitenant sleep.
It is made similar to the nursery to which the queens and kittens sleep, with less thickness and big branches (for cats) making the firm wall the surrounds it. They all have their own beds of moss, with spares for when a Trainee gets their promotion to which skill suits them best.
The Trainee den is the same as the other simple ranks, but is smaller with less protection.
The Elders den is next to the Nursery and is the same built, being smaller as Elders aren't in big numbers.
The entrance is by the Warrior/Hunter den, made up of thick ferns and brambles.
Fall 
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