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.
It didn't take dead cats rising to make Webpaw believe in the supernatural. No discovered graveyard shook her hard enough to linger on it for more than a day.
But her siblings finding eachother in the swamp -- that was chilling, in a way that was not also haunting. It made her think something like fate was out there.
Had the freshly-kittypet Web known that she would soon be in the wild, walking with her sister along a new trail being carved by patrols and paws, she wouldn't believe it. She and Lostpaw had so many stories to tell, she needed to know everything about where her littermates had gone after they'd been separated. She wasn't sure if she was ready to give that sliver of history of herself yet.
For now, they paused at the edge of where solid ground lowered gently into murky water. The weak ripples lapped at their paws as they traversed the shoreline, if it could even be called a shoreline. Something stuck to the dirt and rocks, almost inconspicuous until they got close.
"Woah!" Webpaw halted, staring at the weird... clump? "@lostpaw look!"
But her siblings finding eachother in the swamp -- that was chilling, in a way that was not also haunting. It made her think something like fate was out there.
Had the freshly-kittypet Web known that she would soon be in the wild, walking with her sister along a new trail being carved by patrols and paws, she wouldn't believe it. She and Lostpaw had so many stories to tell, she needed to know everything about where her littermates had gone after they'd been separated. She wasn't sure if she was ready to give that sliver of history of herself yet.
For now, they paused at the edge of where solid ground lowered gently into murky water. The weak ripples lapped at their paws as they traversed the shoreline, if it could even be called a shoreline. Something stuck to the dirt and rocks, almost inconspicuous until they got close.
"Woah!" Webpaw halted, staring at the weird... clump? "@lostpaw look!"
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she/her; afab / any gendered terms / 6 months
shadowclan kit / mentored by bluegale
seal sepia with vitiligo / orange eyes
peaceful powerplay allowed, no perms needed
ask before hostile powerplay unless preplanned
always open to interaction in battle unless stated otherwise
ask before injuring !