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.
The world had drawn quiet for quite some time now. The tiny scrap of fur had slept for the most part but everything was becoming colder as the day stretched on and the night drew closer, making it difficult to fall back to rest. He wasn't sure how long it had been exactly just that it felt like forever but to a kit most things felt that way, when would his parents return? When had they even left him? He had been asleep then, feelings safe and warm by their presence but they'd been gone so long now that that warmth had long since left as well. It was only a matter of time until they'd come back... They had to come back, any second now!
But they never did come back. The young kit would slowly blink his wide eyes open and lifted his heavy head-- Maybe he could look for them instead! Maybe they were just stuck somewhere and needed his help getting back! He would strenuously attempt to push himself up onto his tiny paws, but only in doing so did he realize how much his tummy ached with emptiness and the hollowness it brought upon him as a whole brought him back to curling up again once more. Things were slightly warmer that way too but not by much. From what he could see and could tell from where he lay, he was in some sort of makeshift nest but it didn't seem to be located in a tree hollow or under a bush of some kind either, had he been nestled someplace up a tree? There was the frame of something hard and metal around the nest too, kind of like the monsters that he had seen flashes of whenever they moved nests but he had never seen one up close enough to be sure, not to mention this one wasn't moving if it really was a monster.
It was difficult to continue trying to work out exactly what it was or where he was with the biting cold and the gnawing hunger and so the kit would begin to do the only thing he could still think to do. He cried.
He would begin to whimper and wail, mewling for anyone to come help him from the hunger and cold-- The noise was certain to attract a dangerous kind of attention if left to go on for too long.
But they never did come back. The young kit would slowly blink his wide eyes open and lifted his heavy head-- Maybe he could look for them instead! Maybe they were just stuck somewhere and needed his help getting back! He would strenuously attempt to push himself up onto his tiny paws, but only in doing so did he realize how much his tummy ached with emptiness and the hollowness it brought upon him as a whole brought him back to curling up again once more. Things were slightly warmer that way too but not by much. From what he could see and could tell from where he lay, he was in some sort of makeshift nest but it didn't seem to be located in a tree hollow or under a bush of some kind either, had he been nestled someplace up a tree? There was the frame of something hard and metal around the nest too, kind of like the monsters that he had seen flashes of whenever they moved nests but he had never seen one up close enough to be sure, not to mention this one wasn't moving if it really was a monster.
It was difficult to continue trying to work out exactly what it was or where he was with the biting cold and the gnawing hunger and so the kit would begin to do the only thing he could still think to do. He cried.
He would begin to whimper and wail, mewling for anyone to come help him from the hunger and cold-- The noise was certain to attract a dangerous kind of attention if left to go on for too long.
