The cavern was a dark brown with orange, yellow, and brown cats lined the crevasses. Two kits were in the middle of play, and one still had the other pinned. The eyes were unblinking as they watched, each one looking proud to be a Fireclaw. However, some looked more imposing than others. The Fireclaws made room for these cats, especially Inferno. "You see," he said as he led the group to the Magma Chamber, "We have a very strict system. We Fireclaws are a milataric tribe. We are trained from a young age to respect the higher positions, which I am. Of course, we are often confused with the Bloodfang's more savage approach. It is to be noted that we do not seek blood, but rather peace brought by claw."