Morningclan

Loud, glamorous, dedicated.

The Mornings have pelts always glimmering with sand, pebbles stuck between toes and ears clouded with saltwater. Their powerful legs are made for swimming in the various bodies of water around their territory, fur slick over muscle. They enjoy pretty things like shells, and new warriors will spend their first night scouring the beach for the one that fits them, or each other, best. 

With an abundance of prey and a gorgeous camp, the Mornings are free to focus more on clan politics and relationships over defence and fretting over food. When winter comes, they take to hunting their lush forest, and they are least affected by the cold and snow. Unlike with the Dawns, the other clans know not to be fooled by a facade of laziness and glamour- the Mornings keep their ears to the shifting emotions at gatherings, strategizing about possible problems and war, making them a sought out ally when other clans come under attack.