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West of the territories, four clans lay in hiding. Many, many centuries ago they were one, west and east territory. But since the four Guardians split the cats from their gods, to protect their souls from corruption and pain, these four clans live oblivious to their neighbouring clans, oblivious to the existence of Starclan.
☀️🏔️Mountains Coast🏔️☀️
First there was a group of travellers, from an unknown land, strange cats who talked to the trees, the rivers, and the sky. Once, they were one with nature and their surroundings.
The first one, Aithéras, was said to be able to talk to the winds, the sky, and those who no longer walk besides us. He was a white cat, whose coat changed to a dark shade of purple with tiny stars around his fur. His eyes glowed in a bright white, getting even brighter at night.
The second, Potámi, ran with the rivers, protecting the living, and giving life to all the plants around the mountains, making them grow wherever they went. Their fur was black like the deepest ocean, with eyes of blue and green. Sometimes there were saplings growing out of their fur.
But the third, Fotiá, the one with the fire, though said to give warmth, joy and love, was also the most dangerous and destructive one. Her pelt was a blazing red, fire burning down her spine, her eyes orange, with sparks of white.
Bound by the fourth, Vounó, the one who was as old as the mountains themselves, the only one who had lived there before, stronger than all of the winds, and the tides, and the blazing fires, Fotiá was kept inside the tallest mountain, where she is kept until this day, waiting, yearning for her freedom. He was said to have an icy blue coat, with a dark grey gaze as hard as stone. Ice and snow grew wherever he stood.
As the Travelers settled, formed families with lone cats and got old, they became one with nature, and slowly were forgotten by the clans.
Until the day someone remembered them, and the day the cats finally believed, when the frozen waters melted.
Kólasi
One of the few things thats still around from the ancient times, is Kólasi. A long time ago the Cats at the Mountains Coast believed this was the place the souls of the dead would travel to, nowadays it's more commonly seen as a place for those who don't go to Starclan after their death. The place for all the sinners and codebreakers.
There are places like the neverending forest, where large, black fir trees grow, and a dark fog settled, blinding anyone it touches.
Another important part is the river, which swallows souls, capturing them for eternity.
Above the mountains and the forest are flying islands, so high up no one can reach them. According to tales older than time, a Clan once was banished here, cursed to live in Kólasi, and never see the light of day again.
Currently still busy with finishing the last territory description, but I've decided to start with the current allegiances for each Clan after that!