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.
Sealpaw Sealpaw
Each Day I'm Growing Up Like Ivy
Each Day I'm Growing Up Like Ivy
ShadowClan
Apprentice
You Say That You Are Close
Is Close The Closest Star?
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Sealpaw had been avoiding nearly everyone at this point, hovering quietly around Cicadabuzz and Magpiepaw's den when she wasn't busy with her training but never quite daring to step inside to see who she wished to speak to most. Marbleshine. She was sure the molly had been embarrassed by her outbursts. That she hadn't called for her because of the apprentice turning on Wolfpack. On Possumgrin.
Possumgrin's only sin had been trying to clear the path for Wolf to get Marbleshine to the med den. That she could forgive.
But Wolfpack. Wolfpack who so callously dismissed her panic and grief. Wolfpack who compared to her.... To her mother had barely been even scratched. Wolfpack who had been pointedly ignoring her ever since then, even as she glared at him everytime he ruined her mood simply by his presence in camp.
Stubbornly she wanted the deputy to approach first, wanted him to be the first to apologize but knew him well enough by now that such a thing was not in his vocabulary. Instead the apprentice trailed him out of camp, no real effort made to mask her presence as he walked ahead. They were silent until Wolfpack slowed to a stop and Sealpaw finally cleared her throat.
"...Why wasn't it you? What happened?" The growl in her throat is barely contained, fur bristling into spikes as she watches the other turn to face her. "Why didn't you protect her."
Possumgrin's only sin had been trying to clear the path for Wolf to get Marbleshine to the med den. That she could forgive.
But Wolfpack. Wolfpack who so callously dismissed her panic and grief. Wolfpack who compared to her.... To her mother had barely been even scratched. Wolfpack who had been pointedly ignoring her ever since then, even as she glared at him everytime he ruined her mood simply by his presence in camp.
Stubbornly she wanted the deputy to approach first, wanted him to be the first to apologize but knew him well enough by now that such a thing was not in his vocabulary. Instead the apprentice trailed him out of camp, no real effort made to mask her presence as he walked ahead. They were silent until Wolfpack slowed to a stop and Sealpaw finally cleared her throat.
"...Why wasn't it you? What happened?" The growl in her throat is barely contained, fur bristling into spikes as she watches the other turn to face her. "Why didn't you protect her."
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You Just Feel Twice As Far
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SEALPAW
— Shadowclan Apprentice
— She/They
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— Grey Rosetted Tabby With Blue Eyes And A Bobbed Tail. 13 Moons
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ooc: @WOLFPACK