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Post by ⋆Nova⋆ on Jun 16, 2007 10:04:00 GMT -5
Before the ClanThe island was a small, island, recognized by multiple explorers in several European countries. The island itself was mysterious, and no ship ever docked and went ashore. Just a dot on a carefully drawn map.
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Post by ⋆Nova⋆ on Jun 16, 2007 10:58:28 GMT -5
The ArrivalThe storm was massive. It was everything the crew hoped would never happen. They, the crew of the Anne Marie, a European expedition to discover the new worlds beyond the horizon. And the crew had found themselves in the midst of a massive pacific typhoon.
The storm raged for days, and the Anne Marie could not fight any longer. The ship went down, just moments after the crew and the captain escped to lifeboats.
There were several cats onboard the ship to catch rats and mice, and they were able to go with the crew on the lifeboats. One of the crew members put them in a lifeboat with some of the other animals, including a horse for the captain, and a dog.
The lifeboats wandered the seas for days. When the storm finally ceased, the lifeboats began to wander apart. Slowly they had no view of any of the other boats. The boat containing three crew members, the cats and the captain floated upon the island.
The crew and the captain made shelter on the island, and lived for quite a while. When the last crew member died, the cats were still thriving on the island. They had breeded, and now had several generations of cats living in harmony. Slowly, after many seasons, they formed the warriors of the Sierra.
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