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.
Well I know you're afraid,
but if even just one of us has faith...
but if even just one of us has faith...
Scurrying back to camp, Twinklepaw makes her way directly to the medicine cat den to put away the herbs she had found before she ran into her uncle Jinglemoon. She was sure that he would be okay, and she had something to do, she was determined to help, to right the wrong that had curled its vines around Riverclan. Twinklepaw could tell things were tense before she had gone out to collect some herbs, but after speaking to her uncle she felt the weight of that tension was worse than she had initially anticipated.
What could she do... Jinglemoon reacted in shock and perhaps even fear when she mentioned just three names, Pineheart, Froststorm, Russetfall. She only even suggested those three because from what she could gather, they were dependable cats, there were others, namely the Lifeguards, but listing them all off would've taken too long and Jinglemoon's reaction caused her to back off on naming anyone else. Was it because they were also Lifeguards? Hmm.
Exiting the medicine cat den as softly as she had entered so as to not disturb anyone, Twinklepaw took a look around camp. Most other cats she could see were keeping to themselves, or to just a few others. Abnormal considering that things were usually pretty festive around here. It was at that point that she noticed that the medicine cat den was being... Avoided? Other cats gave it a wide berth by the looks of things. Why?
Why indeed.
Could Jinglemoon's reaction to the names of some council members and the medicine cat den being walked around be connected? Did they all meet in there, had something gone wrong? Was it too much for her uncle? Twinklepaw pouted. Thinking based purely on conjecture sucked! It got nothing done, but where were all of the other council members? Weren't some of them supposed to be in the medicine cat den, Adderfang especially? He was a stubborn sort, not the type to sit around, and very protective of his family, sure, but... Oh no, had he gone off by himself to Shadowclan's territory!?
With a yelp of panic, Twinklepaw ran across camp, only to nearly bump into someone, which she quickly salvaged by leaping over that cat much like how Jinglemoon had jumped over her just a bit ago. "Sorry, sorry!!"
What could she do... Jinglemoon reacted in shock and perhaps even fear when she mentioned just three names, Pineheart, Froststorm, Russetfall. She only even suggested those three because from what she could gather, they were dependable cats, there were others, namely the Lifeguards, but listing them all off would've taken too long and Jinglemoon's reaction caused her to back off on naming anyone else. Was it because they were also Lifeguards? Hmm.
Exiting the medicine cat den as softly as she had entered so as to not disturb anyone, Twinklepaw took a look around camp. Most other cats she could see were keeping to themselves, or to just a few others. Abnormal considering that things were usually pretty festive around here. It was at that point that she noticed that the medicine cat den was being... Avoided? Other cats gave it a wide berth by the looks of things. Why?
Why indeed.
Could Jinglemoon's reaction to the names of some council members and the medicine cat den being walked around be connected? Did they all meet in there, had something gone wrong? Was it too much for her uncle? Twinklepaw pouted. Thinking based purely on conjecture sucked! It got nothing done, but where were all of the other council members? Weren't some of them supposed to be in the medicine cat den, Adderfang especially? He was a stubborn sort, not the type to sit around, and very protective of his family, sure, but... Oh no, had he gone off by himself to Shadowclan's territory!?
With a yelp of panic, Twinklepaw ran across camp, only to nearly bump into someone, which she quickly salvaged by leaping over that cat much like how Jinglemoon had jumped over her just a bit ago. "Sorry, sorry!!"
You can be certain that some day—
All of our dreams will come true!
All of our dreams will come true!