Post by Nata on May 24, 2006 11:23:42 GMT -5
Long ago, before the first Ice Age, a clan of snow leopards were placed onto the Innail Mountains, in the land of Annail. These two clans were said to be the missing links, and indeed they were the first beings to live on the mountain range. At this time, the mountains were neither white nor was there any glimpse of snow in the weather. The leopards lived peacefully together, the alpha leopard called Cadvan, and the leading female named Maerad. Both leading leopards cherished their pride, and loved each other at that. There were no fights, no arguments except over the making of a hunting party once or twice, and there were no murders. Everything was at peace on the Innail mountains.
But then, years afterward when Maerad was in her mid-ages and had already had four litters of kits, the first humans came. They destroyed forests, and built towns up on the mountains, and they dug deep holes into the mountain-sides and brought in contraptions that brought out a multitude of stones from within the mountain. Along with destroying the lovely scenery, the Men also destroyed one other thing: PeAcE. They destroyed the peace of the prey, of the earth, and they destroyed the peace of the pride of leopards. And not only did the Men bring contraptions for killing and hunting and stabbing, but they brought upon the mountain side in which had never been seen before. Snow. White flakes of water falling from the sky, bringing on the beginning of the Ice Age.
As the Ice Age came under way, so did the fission of the pride. Maerad and Cadvan began to fight. Maerad believed that, for the safety of the pride, they should move up the mountain and around the peak, away from the dangerous miners. Cadvan, as much as he loved his mate and his pride, said that they should stay here. That generations should live here, because where they lived was where the Cat Gods had placed them at the Beginning. Maerad and Cadvan's fight became so largely spread within the pride, that it turned cat upon cat. Maerad had her followers and Cadvan had his. Then, one morning, Maerad gathered her followers and left before Cadvan could awake. She went reluctantly, looking back only once to see if he was watching. And he was, but he neither went after her, nor did he turn around to go back into the shelter of their home. He just stood there, watching her go sadly. That was the last he ever saw of Maerad, and the last Maerad had ever seen of him. Maerad soon called her followers the Peaklanders, and Cadvan followed up on that idea and called his pride the Survivors.
Now, generations later, the clans have prospered in their own ways. During the harshest years of the Ice Age, the humans either died off one by one, or the survivors vanished down the mountain once more. After Cadvan died, and his lineage of kin vanished without a trace, the Survivors fell apart. They became testy, angry, and spiteful of the Peaklanders. Soon, the Peaklanders renamed their pride for them, calling them the Deadlanders. Since that name change, both clans have been at war. When the Peaklanders claimed the lands they called the Icy Meadows, the Deadlanders were giddy with joy to claim it as well. The Deadlanders claimed that they were pathetic, and had to scavenge for food and that they deserved such wonderfully stocked prey. The Peaklanders claimed that such a beautiful land should not be handed over to tyrants.
And so the battle raged on, for years upon years until the reasons were lost and they only fought because their ancestors had. The two prides never became friends since the fight, and never teamed up for any cause. But it is believed, a prophecy is told that one day, One would become Two, and then Two would become One. As the blue moon would rise, the battles will become undone. Love would become unstoppable between these Two, and all will be mended, this prophecy come true.
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But then, years afterward when Maerad was in her mid-ages and had already had four litters of kits, the first humans came. They destroyed forests, and built towns up on the mountains, and they dug deep holes into the mountain-sides and brought in contraptions that brought out a multitude of stones from within the mountain. Along with destroying the lovely scenery, the Men also destroyed one other thing: PeAcE. They destroyed the peace of the prey, of the earth, and they destroyed the peace of the pride of leopards. And not only did the Men bring contraptions for killing and hunting and stabbing, but they brought upon the mountain side in which had never been seen before. Snow. White flakes of water falling from the sky, bringing on the beginning of the Ice Age.
As the Ice Age came under way, so did the fission of the pride. Maerad and Cadvan began to fight. Maerad believed that, for the safety of the pride, they should move up the mountain and around the peak, away from the dangerous miners. Cadvan, as much as he loved his mate and his pride, said that they should stay here. That generations should live here, because where they lived was where the Cat Gods had placed them at the Beginning. Maerad and Cadvan's fight became so largely spread within the pride, that it turned cat upon cat. Maerad had her followers and Cadvan had his. Then, one morning, Maerad gathered her followers and left before Cadvan could awake. She went reluctantly, looking back only once to see if he was watching. And he was, but he neither went after her, nor did he turn around to go back into the shelter of their home. He just stood there, watching her go sadly. That was the last he ever saw of Maerad, and the last Maerad had ever seen of him. Maerad soon called her followers the Peaklanders, and Cadvan followed up on that idea and called his pride the Survivors.
Now, generations later, the clans have prospered in their own ways. During the harshest years of the Ice Age, the humans either died off one by one, or the survivors vanished down the mountain once more. After Cadvan died, and his lineage of kin vanished without a trace, the Survivors fell apart. They became testy, angry, and spiteful of the Peaklanders. Soon, the Peaklanders renamed their pride for them, calling them the Deadlanders. Since that name change, both clans have been at war. When the Peaklanders claimed the lands they called the Icy Meadows, the Deadlanders were giddy with joy to claim it as well. The Deadlanders claimed that they were pathetic, and had to scavenge for food and that they deserved such wonderfully stocked prey. The Peaklanders claimed that such a beautiful land should not be handed over to tyrants.
And so the battle raged on, for years upon years until the reasons were lost and they only fought because their ancestors had. The two prides never became friends since the fight, and never teamed up for any cause. But it is believed, a prophecy is told that one day, One would become Two, and then Two would become One. As the blue moon would rise, the battles will become undone. Love would become unstoppable between these Two, and all will be mended, this prophecy come true.
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