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.

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  • Hello hello, the Custom Thread Title Color and Avatar Shadow items in the shop have been removed temporarily due to a bug with the code! Will fix them soon!
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  1. Heather
    Heather

    TW: Sensitive Content Private Loner/Rogue intruder alert! // blade

    ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤She ran. Heather had never run this fast before, her sleek fur mussed and matted from drying blood. Dirty from the pocosin ground and a stranger's paws. The clawmarks on her pelt stung and her belly cried out in hunger and it wasnt until she was clear of the scent of ShadowClan that...
  2. Heather
    Heather

    TW: Sensitive Content Private Territory ShadowClan Loner/Rogue you're not the one i was looking for | trespassing

    ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤Heather didn't mean to get all turned around. But even though Ivytwist had mentioned stuff like Clan borders and whatnot... Well, she wasn't exactly sure where RiverClan's territory was... And she was definitely lost right now. The ground was all springy, kinda like if there was water...
  3. Cardinalpaw
    Cardinalpaw

    TW: Sensitive Content Open Backwritten Territory ThunderClan Everyone knows I am going to Hell ☆ Cardinal Intro

    The day was bright, it was hot. And the smell of blood mixed with the smell of sweat in her pelt. Still, that didn’t make Cardinal slow down. Not even a little. It was a matter of life or death. A predator was after her, a hawk of all things. It had hurt her in her back, where the smell of blood...
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