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TCE is set many, many generations after the books, rendering the canonical characters distant relics of a largely forgotten past. Life in the Lake Territories soured long before our roleplay’s timeline, and a breakdown of the original clans forced our character’s ancestors to leave their homes in search of better prospects. Eventually these cats found their way to a vast stretch of mountains, and on traversing a long, treacherous pass they at last stepped into a sheltered valley; their new home.
The descendants of these founding cats came to identify themselves first as The Valley Clans, and then simply as Treeclan. Although there was once a second clan (Stoneclan) within the Valley, Treeclan is now the only known clan, their neighbours having perished several generations before current events. As such Treeclan now rules all accessible space within the Valley, and they have come to enjoy a comfortable, almost spoilt life: one rich in food and scarce in threat. They seem to have an almost idyllic existence—but with no external forces to keep the clan united, its cats have taken internal dramas to new heights.
A long line of wise and strong Leaders have managed to minimise the rifts and prevent the clan from imploding, but now a new cat has stepped into their paws. Now, in the very dawn of his reign, the cracks are beginning to show...
Leafbare’s last clutches have fully fallen from the Valley, and the new growth of Newleaf is everywhere in sight. The forest and plains alike are awash with the vibrant colours of fresh flowers and young grass, and prey populations are already booming, making hunting a breeze. The early mildness of the season has now matured into a comfortable, stable warmth, and the nights lack their previous chill, retaining a degree of heat right into their depths. In all it’s proving a comfortable, bountiful season, and even the usual rains remain light and infrequent, saving the clan from the damp.