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.
Said I heed you, your every need
My heart, my liege, mi capitán
My heart, my liege, mi capitán
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The morning air was thick with humidity, carrying the scent of rust and filth. Nonna had long grown used to waking beneath the weight of the industrial stink that clung to her kingdom of waste.
The old molly crawled out from between the ribs of a rusted monster, a breeze brushing against her dangling cheek fur. Her twilight eyes swept across the clearing, watching as life stirred—crawling from the cracks like roaches after dusk. She hobbled slowly across the cleaning and up the ramp of garbage to her upholstered throne.
With a soft sigh, Nonna eased herself onto the seat, crossing her forepaws delicately as she looked down at the flocking faces. They ought to know the drill by now. She waited patiently, giving the younger cats time to settle—some perched below, others lounging, a few still shifting on restless paws.
When all had gathered, she cleared her throat. A gentle telling of idle chatter to cease, and wandering to return to her. "A good morning to you my family." She greeted them first, her weary eyes crinkling with the warmth of an aged smile.
There are mere seconds before she gets down to matter. "It has come to my attention that there has been more activity than usual near the twoleg place. No outsiders have strayed onto our patch yet, but if you spot any cat creeping too close, you may issue a stern warning—a warn-ing." She emphasizes the last word a little more clearly, eyes shifting between some of the more… excitable faces in the crowd.
"That does not necessarily mean blood needs to be spilled, my dears. For now, it may still benefit us to be on friendly terms with our neighbors. We will pay them a visit soon." That was not all she hoped to gain from a visit, but that could remain between herself and the envoy she chose to send.
She let that hang in the air a moment before continuing. "Which brings me to our next discussion. Our family has grown such that what meager scraps we find within the current bounds can no longer sustain us. That need will only grow more dire in the coming moons after the bounty of greenleaf wears off. I want us to expand and explore our options." Her eyes scanned the crowd, making her selection appear more random than it is.
"Ah, Melinoe." She rasped, offering the soldier an unassuming smile. A strong set of shoulders—fit for getting things done and done right. And yes, perhaps she was a touch bitter that they declined her generous offer to join her council, but that is neither here nor there. In Nonna's eyes, work had a way of finding its way into the laps of the capable, willing or not.
"You will take a group into the woods beyond the fence. So you will not be lonely, I will send Gaia and Minty. Select a pawful more to join you then go have a look around and lay our claim." A flicker of worry tugged at her chest—sending her children into unknown danger was never easy—but it couldn't be helped. They were not kits anymore. All of her blood were strong and capable, some with a touch more enthusiasm than the rest. Putting her feelings aside, Giavonna knew they would do just fine. All there was to do now was to still her heart and weather on.
"Firefly will arrange the other patrols in the coming sunrises, be ready." Her tone shifted into something more serious, eyes narrowing. "Lastly—I am in need of more helping paws. I already have two very capable enforcers, but I fear these old bones cannot pull the weight that they used to." Nonna sighed dramatically. "All I ask of you is to show that you are willing by working hard. Show me your teeth—your spirit—your dedication! Nonna sees all in this junkyard. I promise she will see you." And with that, she leaned back into the cushions, donning a more relaxed smile. The major dismisses them with a flick of her paw. "That is all." With that, she flexes her stiff limbs and rises from the perch. Gradually encouraging her old bones to descend back down the mound.
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The old molly crawled out from between the ribs of a rusted monster, a breeze brushing against her dangling cheek fur. Her twilight eyes swept across the clearing, watching as life stirred—crawling from the cracks like roaches after dusk. She hobbled slowly across the cleaning and up the ramp of garbage to her upholstered throne.
With a soft sigh, Nonna eased herself onto the seat, crossing her forepaws delicately as she looked down at the flocking faces. They ought to know the drill by now. She waited patiently, giving the younger cats time to settle—some perched below, others lounging, a few still shifting on restless paws.
When all had gathered, she cleared her throat. A gentle telling of idle chatter to cease, and wandering to return to her. "A good morning to you my family." She greeted them first, her weary eyes crinkling with the warmth of an aged smile.
There are mere seconds before she gets down to matter. "It has come to my attention that there has been more activity than usual near the twoleg place. No outsiders have strayed onto our patch yet, but if you spot any cat creeping too close, you may issue a stern warning—a warn-ing." She emphasizes the last word a little more clearly, eyes shifting between some of the more… excitable faces in the crowd.
"That does not necessarily mean blood needs to be spilled, my dears. For now, it may still benefit us to be on friendly terms with our neighbors. We will pay them a visit soon." That was not all she hoped to gain from a visit, but that could remain between herself and the envoy she chose to send.
She let that hang in the air a moment before continuing. "Which brings me to our next discussion. Our family has grown such that what meager scraps we find within the current bounds can no longer sustain us. That need will only grow more dire in the coming moons after the bounty of greenleaf wears off. I want us to expand and explore our options." Her eyes scanned the crowd, making her selection appear more random than it is.
"Ah, Melinoe." She rasped, offering the soldier an unassuming smile. A strong set of shoulders—fit for getting things done and done right. And yes, perhaps she was a touch bitter that they declined her generous offer to join her council, but that is neither here nor there. In Nonna's eyes, work had a way of finding its way into the laps of the capable, willing or not.
"You will take a group into the woods beyond the fence. So you will not be lonely, I will send Gaia and Minty. Select a pawful more to join you then go have a look around and lay our claim." A flicker of worry tugged at her chest—sending her children into unknown danger was never easy—but it couldn't be helped. They were not kits anymore. All of her blood were strong and capable, some with a touch more enthusiasm than the rest. Putting her feelings aside, Giavonna knew they would do just fine. All there was to do now was to still her heart and weather on.
"Firefly will arrange the other patrols in the coming sunrises, be ready." Her tone shifted into something more serious, eyes narrowing. "Lastly—I am in need of more helping paws. I already have two very capable enforcers, but I fear these old bones cannot pull the weight that they used to." Nonna sighed dramatically. "All I ask of you is to show that you are willing by working hard. Show me your teeth—your spirit—your dedication! Nonna sees all in this junkyard. I promise she will see you." And with that, she leaned back into the cushions, donning a more relaxed smile. The major dismisses them with a flick of her paw. "That is all." With that, she flexes her stiff limbs and rises from the perch. Gradually encouraging her old bones to descend back down the mound.
I'm late to post this but we're all just gonna pretend I'm totally on time.
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