The Canyon Winds

Welcome to The Canyon Winds! This is a intermediate-advanced literate new type of warriors role-play. The boards will be finished up right now. The staff are working very hard right at the moment. Help for global mods are welcome!
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Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow.

As Leaf-bare approaches, the soft white water that falls from the sky takes over the canyon. In a moon or less, the Canyon is coated in the cold white substance, bringing an early Christmas. It's even seeped to the bottom of the River Alliance's River bed. But something is wrong. It never stops snowing and a brand new illness has swept over the clans. Some spectuluate the snow has something to do with it -- others are just worried about the shortage of herbs. As it continues to snow, the prey starts to die out from the lack of food, the river ices over, and then cats start to die. The Herbs have all frozen-over besides the ones that the medicine cat's collected. And does are running out ever so surely. Despretely trying not to worry the kits or elders, the cats cover it up, as their clans start to twindle in numbers.

Oh the weather outside is frightful

Yes, it never stops snowing. Now besides cats dying off of the unknown illness, some are falling through the seven foot snow, never to be seen again. The River Alliance cats are dying off extremely fast, after all -- the ice over the river has grown thick enough that no cat could break through. Wind Alliance has resorted to staying with the Thunder Alliance -- The top of the Canyon now unlivable. The Shadow Alliance isn't talking about their losses, but the clans are sure their suffering also. Now prey is scarely able to come by -- even the skinniest mouse is a treat. Most cats have resorted to eating bark off the trees. Since the water has all frozen over, the cats are using the snow as their drinking water. But once the Medicine Cats figure out that the snow is posionous -- it's too late. With wars over territory and prey errupting, the clans seemed doomed.

As long as you love me so, let it snow.

How will the clans survive? Will they have to move? Will some cat find a resort to this horrible problem? Or will it be to late?

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.