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    [align=center][size=11px][font=georgia]Introduction: The Tribe of Broken Shadows is an anti-tribe. They are not necessarily evil, but they walk on the borderline between darkness and light. That is why they are called the tribe of Broken Shadows. Just like the dappled ground of a forest, some patches are bright, and some are consumed by the blackness.







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  • Ooc: Gonna start now, or it never happens...x3


    Ic: The morning-dew on the grass made his paws wet while he padded through it. His mind was racing, but only because of a few qeustions. Would the soldiers be ready to fight? Could the mothers care for the kits? He trusted his tribe, but they needed to be ready.


    While he climbed on his throne, he cleared and raised his voice. "All cats alive, appear out you're dens and come to me." The robust and handsome leader said. His eyes were twinkling while his words echoed through the empty camp. The only live here was in the dens and on the beautiful throne of the leader.


    Kinsley looked around, while he waited for the cats to come. His voice was hard enough to be heard, so they had to know they should come. Sighing, the tom laid down and started licking his paws.

  • When the beautiful calico she-cat heard her leaders voice, her eyes opened and she yawned. Dixie stood up and walked out of the soldier den and towards the throne of Kinsley. She sat down and listened.

  • Ooc: ...Wut? It only started, like, for two days.
    But wutever. It's you're own choice and I putted much time into this with you together.