Hello and welcome to Purrgatory! We are an 18+ Warrior Cat Roleplay set in an AU where the clans were unable to leave the forest territories and perished!
It has been 100 or more years since then, the clans of the forest are but distant memories to any cats still alive, stories passed down to kits of strangely named wild warriors and leaders with nine lives but the time of the clans is upon us once more and the stars shine yet again.
—— ✦ Eye in the Sun. You're all I see. Why won't you look at me? ✦ ——
Now, Leveretkit still had no recollection of where they were before the border. No matter how much Dewshine and the tortoiseshell (whom they learned was called Serpentberry) tried to pry information from them, there was...
————————————— The melody sings what the words can't say. ✦
The ache of Boarpaw's body had grown frankly unreasonable at that point; he had hoped growing to meet the eyes of his mentor would be the point where he stopped getting taller. But when he realised he had outgrown her? It made his...
RUFOUSPAW
Welcome to the celebration, baby! Rufouspaw didn't know what to do with himself. He idly traced lines along the sand, deep in thought. He'd tried hunting, but the bird he was chasing across the undergrowth only barely escaped his grasp; his later attempt at moss collecting left him...
It was night, the moon high in the sky. Cardinalpaw had made the coolest finding ever. She was passing around, looking for someone, anyone, to show her cool finding. She could have gone to Snapdragonpaw for that, she even thought about doing it, but she didn’t want to disturb the other...
☆ The forest is still full of sounds and life, the long claws of leaf bare not yet reaching the undergrowth nor the tree tops, the canopy lush and giving plenty of shade. There’s still time for them to stock up on herbs before the leaves start to wither. Rowanpaw is wandering without any...
pen Prompt 103: attempt to catch a fish
BRINDLEFEATHER
may your love never end... It's rare that Brindlefeather sets out to hunt in general, much less this. But alas, once he gets an idea in his head, he must see it through.
Carefully avoiding the twolegplace on his way, he finally reaches...
RUFOUSPAW
Welcome to the celebration, baby! As Rufouspaw bit into the mouse's neck, she spotted a glint in the undergrowth from the corner of her eye. Strange. She set down her lunch for a moment (not before making sure the unfortunate critter was indeed dead) and approached it... soon seeing...
RUFOUSPAW
Welcome to the celebration, baby! They'd been told to not leave camp on their own, but nobody would be mad if they brought prey to make up for it, right? That was what Owlpaw told themself as they wandered off into the woods. They were well and truly alone, this time: they woke up...
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