Written in Stone. - The great forest belongs to only the four great clans - ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan and ShadowClan. Their warrior ancestors who looked down upon them, StarClan, have always been able to do so for many continuous moons. However, ever since the great BloodClan war, times have begun to change drastically, and everyone is affected in the after-war and it became a far cry from harmony - even for cats from afar. Time was at hand and action was thus taken. After the BloodClan cats retreated, some of them broke off in respite for being leaderless and their true cowardice, not knowing what there was to do, others were happy to be free at last from their cruel leader's cold grip, and everything soon fell to pieces. While the forest cats rejoiced for winning the war, many of the fallen cats all arrived to an island where they found that other cats ruled the place in harmony. Inviting them, the other cats welcomed them happily into their home with open arms, and, soon, everything started changing once again. The BloodClan cats lied. Manipulating them with the idea of Clans and how wonderful all of it was, how everybody worked together as one and went with the one thing they called the warrior code, they smirked behind their friendly masks when seeing the island cats' expressions of awe as fake tales of it were woven again and again. Things only started getting worse, for one day it was agreed by all of the cats of the island and within a moon, they too created their own set of clans and followed loyally with the warrior code. In contrast to BloodClan, they secretly decided that they should not use that name so as to not raise suspicion and getting themselves in trouble, but used RedClan instead - for their similarities, both of them bearing the colour of blood. The other clans soon followed by, and no sooner they did it in a pattern of colours - known as OrangeClan, YellowClan, GreenClan, BlueClan, IndigoClan and lastly VioletClan. There were many cats originally in the island, so it was not a problem that many clans could be created. Unfortunately, there was no Starclan in their tales, for most of the BloodClan cats did not mention it nor even bothered to believe in such nonsense of an ancestor clan, but they did give hints about a clan where cats went to when they did not live any longer. Bloodclan was hesitant at first when all of the other clans were made and the island cats continued suggesting having their own set of ancestors, but they soon had one - not Starclan, but RainbowClan, for the spectrum colours that represented the colours of their clans. Everything was peaceful, and the clans respected one another without quarreling or fighting at all. They stood side by side like a family, and the cats almost felt as if they were in harmony – as if BloodClan did not come at all. However, a dark secret is plotting inside the minds of every cat in RedClan, and they are already on their way to completing it. It all started with an accusation and a bit of naivety to set all of the clans in a rough scramble and go on bad terms with each other. There was a terrible war. Many innocent cats died and some of the biggest clans did not even make it successfully through the war. No rainbow was ever seen again in the open skies and the storm continued for many dawns, signaling RainbowClan’s disapproval and anger for this war that was not supposed to have happened in the first place. IndigoClan and VioletClan were among the first to be lost. The greatest lost was OrangeClan, for it was the second biggest clan in population then, and was reduced so dangerously low that it became the smallest clan even after the war subsided. No one knew of RedClan’s ambition until then. Amazingly, RedClan hardly lost any cats at all and still remained as the biggest clan of all times, also being the first colour in the rainbow because of it. Nobody learned to trust RedClan anymore and the other clans slowly healed by themselves as time passed by, and things were very hard then - with just five clans and two missing colours from the rainbow, and the ever luminous, present storm. OrangeClan disappeared and faded away into somewhere else, one cat at a time, but no one was quite clear on where they exactly went to. However, BlackClan showed up mysteriously one dawn. Not much was known, but most of the other clans noticed that the cats who formed BlackClan were solemn and silent. However, things are much better now. Clans have almost healed completely, with the exception of the two missing coloured clan gone, and the storm has finally passed – often revealing days where rainbows are seen showing through the blue skies. But is there something hidden in the RedClan cat’s eyes even up until now? What will be of the remaining clan cats? Perhaps, only RainbowClan knows. History (c) to Winter-chan