The History of the Tree Stump Clans

A very long time ago, there was eight rogue cats that met at an ancient circle of tree stumps. They each wanted the territories that surrounded the tree stumps. Soon a great battle broke out. Blood splattered the ground and clumps of fur drifted to the floor. Soon, the first cat, a slender gray she-cat, fell dead. Quickly after, another cat, a dark brown tabby tom, was killed and lay lifeless on the floor.
As the remaining six cats fought, the spirits of the two dead came to them.
"Stop!" boomed the tabby tom's loud voice.
The living cats froze and stared in shock at the starry spirits. One of them tried to talk, but couldn't.
"Are these territories really worth it?" the gray she-cat asked. "We are dead because of them... don't be as foolish as us."
One of the living cats, a pretty silver she-cat bowed her head. "Yes..." she whispered.
"What should we do then?" demanded a large gray tabby tom.
"Divide up the land," the tabby tom answered.
Willow, the silver she-cat, got the territory with the river with weeping willows bending over its side. Cave, the large gray tabby tom, got the rocky, mountainous territory. Ivy, a light brown tabby she-cat, got the thick forests with ivy climbing up the trees. Needle, a muscular black tom, got the dark pine woods. Snow, a slender white she-cat, got the cold, snowy land. And Heather, a golden brown tabby she-cat, got the moorland with the heather swaying in the wind.
And thus began the Tree Stump Clans.