Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26879954-20160611025416/@comment-27492740-20160620024157

Shadowkit sighed. "This is StarClan. We were stillborn. Our mother is that cat, Nightfern. We have a cousin, Tawnyfern, Nightfern's niece, who still lives in MarshClan, the Clan that we would have been in if we had lived. Tawnyfern has three daughters: Evergreen of the Dusk Syndicate, Aqua River Flowing at Dawn of the Tribe of Melting Ice, and Snowflake of a loner group, though she's currently staying in BlogClan. Nightfern has a son, Stormpaw, from a previous litter, and she adopted a rogue she-kit, Ginger. That's our living kin."

"We're taken care of by Sandshade-the she-cat you mentioned earlier. Everyone here is nice, though we argue periodically. Once I strayed into the Dark Forest. Sandshade and Ginger got me out. Recently you fell into a stream and almost faded."

"There's a cat here, Birchwing, who recently died kitting, who knew our mother well. So did other former MarshClan cats. We gave the current leader, Fawnstar, a life. Any of that sound familiar?"