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.
{$title} Pike leads the scouting patrol to Riverclan's ancestral home
To say that he was not seconds away from puking the moment the patrol members all gathered and quickly set out was an understatement. While it had been Adder- Oh, Thank you Adder, If I could kiss you! NOT in a disrespectful way. Wait, no... I don't want Wave to kill me for kissing his cheek as thanks for his ideas. A glance is spared to the chocolate ticked tom who looked as if he was five seconds away from clawing at their throats if anyone decided to say how was he on this lovely morning. On second thought... Let's not do that. And so, from there he quite awkward led the small group away. The problem was that he could feel their piercing stares on his back, especially Bay who hadn't been given in answer in how he knew of the place they were now traveling to. If looks could kill, then he would have been dead already nine times over. Just keep walking, just keep walking. Pretend like you know were you're supposed to be going. They don't have to know we're all kinda going blind for now.
Eventually the group had made it to the twoleg place. Pike would be lying to say he didn't breathe a sigh of relief when the twoleg place came to view, so that weird cat was right... HUH?! That can't be, cause he was just a made up in my mind! Right? We just, I just got lucky. There's no way dreams are real. Nuh uh, not at all. In any case, everyone had decided to take a small rest before they continued with the rest of their journey. After all, their paws ached from walking at first light to noon.
Once again they are following him, though he is a little less sure of where to go from here. A river. I have to look for a river. It's got to be close. And so they travel along the outskirts of the twoleg place until they are able to see a body of water from the distance. There? It has to be there. Riverclan. Oh. I get it. I get it now. It's cause we're next to the river. He feels a bit sheepish at the realization of why the clan had such a strange name. It's not that different from the Shipyard. It tells you all you have to know about the place. Guilt eats at him, the urge to apologize to the cat in his dreams becomes ever persistent. He wouldn't have known where to go if the place where he was meant to go didn't give a hint of where or what it was. If Seabriar had told him the place where they were meant to go was called a pizzeria where there was a mechanical bear, chicken, bunny, and fox... Yeah, they would not be finding that anytime soon. It's not like a place like that existed anyway, right?
Anyway, silver paws stop at the edge of the river. He looks back to the patrol, all of them are accounted for. "I hope you don't mind getting wet." It's the only warning any of them are given before Pike plunges himself into the cool river. He is not too alarmed at the slight increase in difficulty swimming here than in the shipyard. Before he had even joined those in Shipyard, his twoleg had taught him how to swim in lake. It was somewhat similar though the water was less calm than a lake. Thankfully, they have a nice patch of land not too far from them. They wouldn't be swimming long.
It only occurs to him when he is crosses the river and is standing on a nice patch of land is this: They know how to swim, right? I did say we'd have to cross a river. I DO REMEMEBER SAYING THAT! Unless I didn't? But there's no way I didn't? Perhaps, it's amusing for the patrol swimming across seeing him so flustered and pacing around the shore anxiously. Even as they make it with varying degrees of difficulty, there Pike is fretting about each and every one of them. It's only when all of them cross successfully he sighs in relief.
Crossing the river was a start. Now the trouble was finding that island. Considering there was land that went about a good distance, they needed to keep pressing forward and find another river before they found what they were looking for. However, before they do that he looks down and finally notices it. Surrounding the group is a meadow, with various types of flora. I know this place. The memory of Seabriar comes to mind. The starry tom had come running to him in a field of flowers. They had spoken in this very place. He brings a careful paw to caress one of the flowers beside him.
The patrol is waiting for him to stop wasting time, he knows this. He is well aware of their question looks as his frame trembles. Chuffs leave his maw as before it erupts into full blown cackling. None of them will ever know. HE'S REAL! HE'S NOT JUST SOME MADE UP THING! IT'S TRUE! WE WERE HERE TOGETHER. I WAS HERE WITH HIM. THIS WAS A HINT, SO THAT MEANS-
"It will make sense in practice, given time."
None of them will ever know. Know that even though he spoke of this new home as if it existed, he took a chance on it. Not because he believed Seabriar was real, but because they had nothing else. If he had said nothing, then they would rot away in the shipyard, or try and head further away. Far from the bounty of the forest's rivers. Excitement surges within he as he looks to the members of the patrol. Paying no mind to how maddening he appeared. "WE'RE CLOSE! WE'RE ALMOST WHERE WE'RE MEANT TO BE!" It is then that he realizes the looks each is giving him, and the excitement he had in him is immediately snuffed out. Nerves begin to take their place as he nervously looks around, unable to look anyone of them in the eye. "I... I, uhm, mean... we're super close to that island, i, uhh, bet, that, y'know? If we ran, w-we'd get there in n-no time. we'll see another r-river, but i-it's the last one. So uhhh, what do you, guys? T-t-think so far? Does, it, uhm, look good so far?" They weren't there yet, but it was nice to get some opinion so far of the new place. After all, they would all be living here in the future if everyone on the patrol was in agreement.
// @Adderfang @Peachy @Bay @downy @willow here y'all go we are in RIVERCLAN TERRITORY!!!! for reference we are in what will become known as sunset meadows. more information about riverclan's territory can be found here!
Eventually the group had made it to the twoleg place. Pike would be lying to say he didn't breathe a sigh of relief when the twoleg place came to view, so that weird cat was right... HUH?! That can't be, cause he was just a made up in my mind! Right? We just, I just got lucky. There's no way dreams are real. Nuh uh, not at all. In any case, everyone had decided to take a small rest before they continued with the rest of their journey. After all, their paws ached from walking at first light to noon.
Once again they are following him, though he is a little less sure of where to go from here. A river. I have to look for a river. It's got to be close. And so they travel along the outskirts of the twoleg place until they are able to see a body of water from the distance. There? It has to be there. Riverclan. Oh. I get it. I get it now. It's cause we're next to the river. He feels a bit sheepish at the realization of why the clan had such a strange name. It's not that different from the Shipyard. It tells you all you have to know about the place. Guilt eats at him, the urge to apologize to the cat in his dreams becomes ever persistent. He wouldn't have known where to go if the place where he was meant to go didn't give a hint of where or what it was. If Seabriar had told him the place where they were meant to go was called a pizzeria where there was a mechanical bear, chicken, bunny, and fox... Yeah, they would not be finding that anytime soon. It's not like a place like that existed anyway, right?
Anyway, silver paws stop at the edge of the river. He looks back to the patrol, all of them are accounted for. "I hope you don't mind getting wet." It's the only warning any of them are given before Pike plunges himself into the cool river. He is not too alarmed at the slight increase in difficulty swimming here than in the shipyard. Before he had even joined those in Shipyard, his twoleg had taught him how to swim in lake. It was somewhat similar though the water was less calm than a lake. Thankfully, they have a nice patch of land not too far from them. They wouldn't be swimming long.
It only occurs to him when he is crosses the river and is standing on a nice patch of land is this: They know how to swim, right? I did say we'd have to cross a river. I DO REMEMEBER SAYING THAT! Unless I didn't? But there's no way I didn't? Perhaps, it's amusing for the patrol swimming across seeing him so flustered and pacing around the shore anxiously. Even as they make it with varying degrees of difficulty, there Pike is fretting about each and every one of them. It's only when all of them cross successfully he sighs in relief.
Crossing the river was a start. Now the trouble was finding that island. Considering there was land that went about a good distance, they needed to keep pressing forward and find another river before they found what they were looking for. However, before they do that he looks down and finally notices it. Surrounding the group is a meadow, with various types of flora. I know this place. The memory of Seabriar comes to mind. The starry tom had come running to him in a field of flowers. They had spoken in this very place. He brings a careful paw to caress one of the flowers beside him.
The patrol is waiting for him to stop wasting time, he knows this. He is well aware of their question looks as his frame trembles. Chuffs leave his maw as before it erupts into full blown cackling. None of them will ever know. HE'S REAL! HE'S NOT JUST SOME MADE UP THING! IT'S TRUE! WE WERE HERE TOGETHER. I WAS HERE WITH HIM. THIS WAS A HINT, SO THAT MEANS-
"It will make sense in practice, given time."
None of them will ever know. Know that even though he spoke of this new home as if it existed, he took a chance on it. Not because he believed Seabriar was real, but because they had nothing else. If he had said nothing, then they would rot away in the shipyard, or try and head further away. Far from the bounty of the forest's rivers. Excitement surges within he as he looks to the members of the patrol. Paying no mind to how maddening he appeared. "WE'RE CLOSE! WE'RE ALMOST WHERE WE'RE MEANT TO BE!" It is then that he realizes the looks each is giving him, and the excitement he had in him is immediately snuffed out. Nerves begin to take their place as he nervously looks around, unable to look anyone of them in the eye. "I... I, uhm, mean... we're super close to that island, i, uhh, bet, that, y'know? If we ran, w-we'd get there in n-no time. we'll see another r-river, but i-it's the last one. So uhhh, what do you, guys? T-t-think so far? Does, it, uhm, look good so far?" They weren't there yet, but it was nice to get some opinion so far of the new place. After all, they would all be living here in the future if everyone on the patrol was in agreement.
// @Adderfang @Peachy @Bay @downy @willow here y'all go we are in RIVERCLAN TERRITORY!!!! for reference we are in what will become known as sunset meadows. more information about riverclan's territory can be found here!
