sometimes i think about my really old oc clans.... i had these two clans name i think SpruceClan and BrokenClan, and basically, SpruceClan was just ThunderClan, they lived in this lush, beautiful, prey plentiful forest, and they were all strong, noble warriors
meanwhile BrokenClan were, well, broken. they lived in a dead field, where grass could hardly grow, and there was twoleg trash that had infested the land, and there was hardly any prey to catch, and they were snappy and hardened and desperate and all the other clans viewed them as thieves, because they were
and they and SpruceClan were enemies. SpruceClan had it all, so of course BrokenClan would always always steal from them (well, them and another clan, FallenClan, because FallenClan lived in the caves, and never patrolled their forest above, so it was easy, but they also lacked prey)
but then there were two leaders who decided to end the war between the clans, because the leader (no name, i dont remember/it was a "history" and not the main story) of SpruceClan could see BrokenClan's suffering and wanted it to stop.
and so the two clans came to work together. they were allowed to hunt on each other's land, and share prey, and herbs and warriors and medicine cats
it was almost like they were the same clan, eventually, but they still operated as two separate clans
idk, there was just something so cool about the idea of two clans so deeply intertwined and loyal to one another that eventually their borders became blurred and the other clans could hardly tell their scents apart
