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.
I wish the dawn will come
It wasn't supposed to hurt. Pain was a foreign thing to him now, he had stopped feeling it in all but his heart since dying so many moons before. It ached when he watched his kits made apprentices, it stung when he watched his mate spiral into something darker he didn't know how to handle and so he stopped watching her say for fleeting glimpses. If he were alive would he alter the paths, would he have been able to stop the madness that came from the gathering, that came from uncertain guidelines and too much empathy to speak of. The tabby winces as he stumbles forward, the field of white flowers so thick it looks almost like snow seem to catch his paws with every step but he eventually finds himself stepping around the lone willow tree at the center of the ethereal field to find her."Not quite to plan." Thornstar purrs in amusement, despite the weariness that now clings to him and the way the world blurs before his vision; he really shouldn't have done that, it was too much for him but maybe it was just enough to make a point. Next time we cover the moon with clouds or something... He had wanted to visit Pikestar as well but he had been so shocked at the revelation he hadn't acted and by then time was moving ever swiftly forward into the next leader's blood being spilled.
The chocolate tabby slip around to her side fully now, head hanging low and he sits, two tired souls in an endless void where time stretched on eternally and every minute here was like a single second back there. "You're a fool, Junebug, but a more honest and loving cat to lead our clan I could not imagine. Still, let's try to leave the self-sacrificing to a minimum hm?"
A lot of talk for a cat who had done what he just did, his translucent figure flickers occasionally still, edge warping and glittering pieces of his pelt drifting off as he struggles to maintain his shape; it felt as if any moment he would shatter into pieces.
Ooc- @juniperstar
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There's a bright day — through the dark night.
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THORNSTAR
ThunderClan Founder | Former Leader
He/Him
Chocolate Tabby Lynx Point w/ One Orange and One Blue Eye.
#7d97bf - "Speech"
#f4b951 - 'Thoughts'
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