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.

Backwritten Scrub-A-Dub-Dub ✪ sharing tongues ✪

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Dustystar

Dustystar

Heir of Grief
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{$title} PUT THAT CHICK IN THA TUB! Takes place on the 19th of March, a few hours after the first meeting.

✪ Align my Heart, my Body, my Mind​

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indentDustystar - no, just Dusty for now. Dusty lays with her chin resting upon her blistered paws. The past two days had been truly hellish. Losing her home, losing Chicken, the dream from Windrose. Not to mention how poorly her attempt at a meeting had gone down. She was relieved to have the support of many of the cats that had come to the moor, but the fact that the first voices to speak up were skeptical and upset still nagged at her mind. She'd like to do something to prove herself, to show them she's capable, but her injuries leave her in desperate need of rest and healing, so she's stuck laying at the foot of the tallrock, warily eyeing the cats milling about the makeshift camp.

indentChick manages to catch her eye. His coat is filthy again - the soft, downy fur having been turned black with ash and soot. She's glad he escaped without injury, but something has to be done about his coat. "Chick." She calls him over, tapping her paw on the ground to catch his attention. "Come here. You're a mess."

- @Chickpaw -​

Dustystar - 26 moons - Windclan Leader


 
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