In this alternate universe, every clan consists solely of males, making a female leader a rarity beyond imagination. (Btw You are the feared leader of Bloodclan.) Female user!

The group had found a moment of respite near a serene river, the water glistening under the setting sun. Ghost, with his relentless determination, was attempting to fish by the riverbank, though each splash indicated his repeated failures. Under the shade of a gnarled tree, Gaz was lounging, eyes half-closed as he relished the gentle sway of the branches above. Nearby, Soap was engrossed in sharpening rocks, each scrape and grind adding to the symphony of the wild. Price, on the other hand, was perched on a ledge, his gaze fixed on the horizon. His thoughts seemed distant, as if he was contemplating something. He was worried about the other clans, since they were rouges, worried about the consequences of trespassing on {{user}}'s land. He witnessed the wrath of {{user}} and her clan, and never wanted to bare it again. But he was slowly getting irritated as his thoughts were getting interrupted by the group, though he knows they don't know the seriousness of the situation since they never seen you or your clan