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- - SHADOWCLAN TERRITORY
ShadowClan territory stretches on through the marshes, to the scent markers of rival clans. They hunt for marsh prey among the trees, hidden in the shadow. Stalking skillfully through the dead of night, these cats are most active when the moon overtakes the sun.
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- - SHADOWCLAN LEADER'S DEN
After being given the proper ceremony and nine lives, the newly made clan leader exchanges their place in the Warrior Den for the Leader's Den. If you have something important to ask, visit them within the room this hollow provides.
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- - SHADOWCLAN MEDICINE CAT'S DEN
Injured or wounded? Caught in a minor mishap? Ill or diseased? Not feeling well? Visit the Medicine Cats, seeking assistance their knowledge of herbs and spiritual connections grant the clan peace and prosperity.
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- - SHADOWCLAN ELDER'S DEN
After many moons of fighting and hunting for your clan, your hard work has paid off. You retire to the Elders' Den, where the loyalty and effort you have put forth is returned as the apprentices come to change your bedding and check your fur, while you can fascinate kits with extravagant stories that may have been a bit exaggerated.
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- - SHADOWCLAN WARRIORS' DEN
Warriors: The priority and heart of every clan. Together they share a den, where they rest when not on patrols, just as they fight and hunt together, as one. No cat is for himself. They are a team, who share peace, suffering, and grief.
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- - SHADOWCLAN APPRENTICE DEN
At the end and beginning of an excruciatingly long day at work with their mentors, apprentices kick back here to chat with fellow denmates or hide from the grumpy elder complaining of ticks in their fur.
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- - SHADOWCLAN NURSERY
Born into the world, the first scent that bathes a kits tongue is the warm, milky flow of it's mother purr, and the first sound that reach it's delicate ears is the soft purr and mewls of it's littermates or denmates. Here they live, here they grow, and here the future of every clan stumbles blindly along it's unclear path to come.
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