The Grey She-Cat of Frostdawn is a massive, safe nation, ruled by Icestar with an even hand, and notable for its fear of technology, pith helmet sales, and sprawling nuclear power plants. The hard-nosed population of 2.02 billion Frostdawnians are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social and economic equality; they tend to view other countries as corrupted by the hollow pageantry of sham elections.

The medium-sized, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of RiverClan Camp. The average income tax rate is 34.9%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Frostdawnian economy, worth 81.0 trillion Preys a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, fairly diversified black market in Tourism, Pizza Delivery, Basket Weaving, and Automobile Manufacturing. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 40,106 Preys, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Underground copulation clubs have sprung up in major cities, protesters are up in arms over new nuclear power stations, orange trees find it's not easy being green, and the government is rounding up computers and beating them into plowshares. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Frostdawn's national animal is the Cats and its national religion is StarClan.

Frostdawn is ranked 277,905^th in the world and 4,041^st in The North Pacific for Most Developed, scoring 49.94 on the Human Development Index.