You can hear the clan leader's howl from the top of the Highledge calling together a Clan meeting. He calls you together, to tell of important things happening in the woods, even in our own clan. Join us as the Clan leader's words are made known...

Ah, the Clan is at peace. The cats lay on the ground below, sharing tongues to the other cats. Here is were we share tongues, learn about the day to day life, the normal, the random, and the abnormal.

There is a whisper. A whisper in the forest of the old Clan's homes. A Clan. A Clan, trying to take power, trying to take over the forest. But they are cunning. The other Clans have no idea that a hostile predator is at the borders, waiting to strike... Waiting to take what is not theirs, to take what will be theirs, if the Clans don't stand strong. But is it really up to them? A handful of refugees, hungry and starving, trying to escape that evil Clan, the Clan that almost killed them? Their leader, with Starclan above, trying to lead them to a new home in the forest..? And a cat, barely old enough to be an apprentice, attacked by snails, the thing that he was named for? Can they really defeat these evil cats, the same cats that made them run away in fear? It is unclear. No one knows for sure. But one thing is for certain... Only the Snail and Moon can defeat them...

The Clan cats are not always fighters, are not always hunters or healers. They appreciate the finer things in life, the way the sun sets in the water, the shadows on the leaves on the trees, the gentle lapping of a tongue on fur... Here, we look at art in all of its forms, whether it be nature or inside a Twoleg house...

The Clan cats also tell stories. Stories of the things that have happened long ago. Maybe of cats that have come long before, on lands other then this. Maybe of an evil cats rise to power. Or maybe even of a Twoleg, living its normal life in its nest. For here we listen to the stories our Elders and Clanmates tell us...