It is the heart of the city that LakeClan calls their own. There have been cats there for as long as there have been humans, for in the middle of this shopping block sits a massive stone fountain. Stray cats have always found a reliable drink here and when the city fell into chaos many reverted to familiar places - and so was born LakeClan, a generation after humanity's collapse.

This clan is one of the biggest now, and was built on the backs of many fearless warriors. LakeClan's fountain, which fills with water and snow year-round, is one of the last places in the city to find a drink. Consequently many kits learn to be fighters before playmates, and their skills are polished meticulously by scarred and unflinching mentors.

Their most common enemies are the large predators that roam the city, dogs gone feral and their wild coyote relatives that have wandered in from the suburbs. Largely the fountain is left alone, as a number of wayward animals bear scars already from LakeClan's intrepid fighters, but there is always something desperate enough to risk their claws.

The warriors sleep largely in the open to keep watch on their home, with the remainder of the clan finding beds in the ransacked shops that frame the fountain. The most populous one was once a clothing store, and is full still with inventory. Queens favor this place, as nests are easily built out of the stacks of shirts and such they can push off the shelves. The leader and deputy share the storage room of a small food shop, and the medicine cat and their apprentice keep a home next door in an old pharmacy.