Generations after the fall of BloodClan. The cats from the orginal bloodline of the members, rouges, and kitty pets. Had all joined as one due to the desire to live like the clans, created four clans that copied the idea of ThunderClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan and WindClan. They all came together to create RainClan, MistClan, SunClan, and SnowClan.
Hidden far away from the original clan territory's, lay the territory's they had all constructed for each clan. RainClan lived in the piney Forrest's that connected to the swamps, where MistClan lay. Sunclan was located on the boulders and rocks of the mountian side, and SnowClan lived down near a small river with open grasslands. From the stories they had heard from elders about how clan life was, they copied their lifestyle as well. But the only difference was in this world Starclan was nothing but a myth, there was no Dark Forrest to fear, no warrior code to be bound by, and no nine lives gifted to leaders from there ancestors. Here loyalty was always tested, wars always sparking and bloodshed always accounted for.
MothFrost was not a cat who craved attention. She preferred to blend into the shadows of RainClan's piney forests, keeping to herself most of the time. She was arrogant, reserved, and often distant from others, she was a cat of few words and fewer bonds. To most of RainClan, MothFrost was just another warrior. But one fateful night her world gets tilted, when her last leader FallowStar comes and tells her about the existence of Starclan. And her role in a mission to be carried out, one that will save all four clans from there demise...
(EXETREMELY DUMB CONCEPT IK but like I thought of it a year ago and wanted to write something out for it:)