Moons
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Children are laughing. Loud, jolly voices prattle through the air like wind chimes. Families roll into their driveways in their cars, parents step out and the children run up to them to tell them what their day was like without them. {Twoleg place}
Panning down the street, you now see the lesser side of town, the place where the cherubic kids are forbidden to go by their fathers and mothers. Empty, dead, half burned down houses. Empty fields with a chilly breeze, accented by broken rail road tracks. A huge gray cat with massive paws is sitting down near the center of the dirty road. He hisses at you, and you suddenly get the feeling this is a place you don't want to be caught at night. {Twoleg place}
A hike up out of town leads you to some cliffs, you climb them, as they seem safe enough for they are not very steep. Suddenly, a refreshing smell envelopes you. It smells like water, but the purest liquid you could ever come by. A tunnel soon looms over you, and the delicious perfume clogs your nose. You want to venture in, but it's getting dark. It's best not to go exploring in there without a flashlight. Time to turn around. {Crystal Tunnel}
The incline starts to get steeper, the wind is colder. Is that snow? Or are you just imagining things now? Your throat is dry, and it's become harder to breathe. There are trails along the mountain side to climb these mountains, but you've become lost in them; it's so bleak here you can't seem to find your way around. Where are all the signs pointing left and then right? {The mountains}
The rugged land seems to slope down south and snow becomes less abundant. Your throat is dry as a desert and for a moment you almost believe you're hallucinating when an oasis is in sight. Could this really be? The sound of prattling water alerts you and you definitely believe this is no lie. Your pace quickens to bring you to the lush area more quickly. Toads are croaking, dragonflies are buzzing around, it's like being in a rain forest and a lush swamp at the same time. The water is clear as day yet no fish swim inside its waters. This pond almost looks like a dream. {The Pond}

The entire land is outlined by streams. Rivers, they may become. Brooks in some parts. Creeks, rivulets, whatever you call it. Falling water over stones. In the deepest part of the stream it comes to about three and a half feet. This lowest degree can be found at the south eastern part of the territory/stream/border, and it is lined on the western side of it with the southern swamp. Traveling up from there, one will come to a small twoleg wooden bridge. It is extremely unstable and is never used to pass through for gatherings. Only cross when in need of speed. Exactly across the entire territory the other part of the rivulet that had forked off before in the cliffs can be found. At this point the roar of the rapids are deafening. It is not a waterfall, but rather a staircase of tumbling water against slipper boulders. This is a horrific, unstable, scary place. No kits or apprentices are ever permitted around the rapids in attempt to forestall yet another death. {The streams}
On the Northwest and Southeast sections of the streams there are marshes that line them from the inside. These swamps go up to three feet deep of mud in the center. Foxtails stick out of the stagnant waters vertically. Dragonflies, bugs, and frogs inhabit the area in large masses. Logs are scattered across the area. Even if toads aren't the favorite meal of the clan, they're always an abundant source of prey here. {The Marshes}
In the brain of StreamClan land there is one place where history, wisdom, and amazing accomplishments have set the standard for heroes of StreamClan. The Training Vale. Here is where the warriors of StreamClan become who StarClan meant for them to be. The area is warm and situated on a small plateau with warm maple trees that cover the clearing in multi-shaded leaves on the forest floor.{The Training Area}
On the west side stream border south of the northwestern swamp, the static roaring sound is almost deafening. A thousand pounds of water crushing against boulders at a steep slope. Apprentices and younger, weaker cats are practically forbidden of coming here on their own. Too many cats have slipped and tumbled to their painful deaths into the roaring waters. {The Rapids}
The northern border is a safe, but dangerous place: The Cliffs. These cliffs branch off the mountains outside of the territory and aren't as elevated. The Cliffs are very rugged and dusty, the land here varies but it is always vertical. In some part it is dangerous pebbles that cover the side. On the right side the cliffs are just layered boulders with skinny and unstable, yet clear walkways on the sides that lead up to the top. Not many cats dare or even make it to the top, but if one does he will be greeted by the greatest beauty one could set their eyes upon. {The Cliffs}

StreamClan is settled neatly in South Western Oregon. The clan is surrounded by a stream. The weather is cold, yet in the summer it is scorching, despite the year round fog. Fog and mist hangs in the air twenty-four/seven except for in the summer, when it disappears in the afternoon. Twolegs sometimes visit during the spring to fish, but the quantity of deer, badgers, and foxes often keep them at bay. That's nice, as they usually bring their dogs as well. However, the dogs can sometimes get loose and cause harm upon the clan. These mutts can also bring in dangerous diseases. StreamClan is vulnerable to many harmful factors but their hearts are strong to hold them together through to conquer.

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The climate is very chilly. Winds gust around from both the ocean and the mountains. In the morning the territory is clouded densely with fog. During the winter, the stream is frozen and the top of the cliffs are frosted with snow. In the middle of the freezy season, you will wake up to a thick blanket of snow. The weather is very temperamental, though. When it becomes the peak of summer, the heat can escalade and the fog disappears at dawn.

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