#yeeyeeclan

She's a sweetheart, true'n simple, and has got some of the softest fur to match her soft heart! She'll never think twice about helpin' her clan!

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Well boy howdy, today we get to share us an elder! Though many folks around here don't consider ol' Moonshine to be much of an elder at all... Oh sure, all she does is meander 'round camp, tellin' gossip and spreadin' rumors, but this gal's got a sorta spryness 'bout her that makes it almost seem like she ain't left her younger years behind. Word 'round the prairies is she used to be a mate of Rattlestar's... or maybe it was an affair... or maybe just a kithood crush... s'hard to tell in these parts, there's some tall tales floatin' 'round. Anyhows, she does seem to spend a lot of time with him, though it's more givin' him grief than anythin'.

Well I reckon we got a certain someone..

WellI reckon it's my turn t' share a cat! This here is Deadeye, a senior warrior n' teller of tall tales! The story on how he hurt his eye changes just 'bout every time he tells it, either it got poked by a coyote or a hawk grabbed 'im or-

But I'm gettin' off on a rabbit trail, Deadeye is one of the most reliable cats in this here good Clan. Despite some tragedy 'n his past, he's got a right jolly attitude!

His eye scares the kits sometimes though...

Well it's unfittin' that on such a lovely day we've gotta share such an unpleasant gal... mean as a snake, Ms. Dirthowl is. She's got her little heart set on bein' the meanest, nastiest, fiercest warrior in the whole of the clan, which ain't servin' her too well, on account of her just barely bein' out of her apprentice years. If we can even call 'em that, 'course, 'cause nobody could rightly hold onto her as an apprentice for more than a day or two--that temper of hers is worse than a hornet sting. S'hard to say where this little lady got to be so unpleasant, but maybe it's got somethin' to do with her pa bein' Rattlestar. Nobody quite knows for sure, but the whole durn clan can agree on one thing--this cowpoke is a right pain in the behind!

Well shoot, I'd haf'ta say that honor belongs to one of ours oldest seniors, Cornstalk hisself!! He's a kindly old soul, and a wonder with th'kits. But he's been in many a fight a'fore, mind you, an' he's got the scars to shew fer'it! He's missin' an ear from a coyot, lost half his tail n' nearly his leg in n'Ironmouth, but that leg of his still happens t'be lame. He gets around swell enough as it is! An most specifically, that gnarly ol' scar on his chest s'a mystery! The story changes every time he tells it to another kit. An' don't mind the extra toes, he jes' happens to be a polydactyl ol' fella!