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.
Despite the council meeting being so far away at this point, Pigeonpearl still feels the pangs of righteous anger and frustration in her chest. I will continue to teach Sharkpaw to enforce our borders too, lest we want a repeat! Her own snarled words echo in her brain almost every time her and her apprentice are on an outing, wearing her down further and further. He knows by now that shes not a coddler, and Pikestar should know by now shes not one either (she loathes to even think of his name). She's out on a solo patrol with Sharkpaw trailing behind her when she finally snaps, the thoughts too loud, too nagging at the back of her mind.
"Attack me." she whirls on him, eerily calm, slinking towards him like a snake. "Show me what you've got, and don't go easy. I'll kick your ass if you do." she's not beyond beating up an apprentice, shes not beyond beating anyone up, really. Her claws unsheath, curling in to the earth below. She's always been a formidable fighter, yet some cats are born soft. Hopefully not him, she's planning on making him the best damn warrior Riverclan has seen. "And use your claws, imagine i'm a Shadowclan intruder. If you get soft on me then you can just get another mentor." it's how she used to train, it's how she'll teach. She gets in to her own stance, tail lashing behind her as she stares him down.
"Attack me." she whirls on him, eerily calm, slinking towards him like a snake. "Show me what you've got, and don't go easy. I'll kick your ass if you do." she's not beyond beating up an apprentice, shes not beyond beating anyone up, really. Her claws unsheath, curling in to the earth below. She's always been a formidable fighter, yet some cats are born soft. Hopefully not him, she's planning on making him the best damn warrior Riverclan has seen. "And use your claws, imagine i'm a Shadowclan intruder. If you get soft on me then you can just get another mentor." it's how she used to train, it's how she'll teach. She gets in to her own stance, tail lashing behind her as she stares him down.
