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.

PAFP Camp SPACE JUMP + elder story time

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This thread takes place inside the clan's camp.
gorsepaw
gorsepaw

gorsepaw

cradle my soul
WindClan Founder
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Freshkill
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Pronouns
she/her
Played by
muddly
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 Gorsepaw would take anything else other than the torture she had been put through now. She was glad she didn't have to nose through tunnels anymore for training, but would have taken any other chore than this. Their clan was new and had few elders, but the elders they did have needed help to get by everyday. The apprentice sat in their corner of camp, slowly clawing moss from the scraggly nest. It smelled bad. Her nose wrinkled at the musty scent that permeated from the old bedding.

The elder, Ravenmask, also would shut up. He kept rambling on and on and on about random stuff she didn't care about. The barn, the way the land used to look, and whatever else seemed to pop into his old head. Gorsepaw was being nice, and gave very unenthusiastic but polite responses. She could only say "uh-huh" and "cool" for so long, though. She clawed the moss and looked up from her job with dull eyes hoping someone more interesting would walk up and save her from her fate. Roostertuft, Icepaw, Pebblepaw, or anyone. She would even take a lecture from Dustystar right now if it meant her salvation.
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ooc information
  • ooc: all IC opinions :3
    please wait for @Ravenmask to post!
  • NIP GORSEPAW — SHE/HER ･ 6 MOONS ･ APPRENTICE & WINDCLAN ･ PENNED BY MUDDLY!
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    silver tabby with high white and yellow-green eyes. a grumpy, independent she-cat that prefers to bite before she speaks. raised by alder. adopted sibling to icepaw and pebblepaw.
 

"And I think this was before you were brought to us... Oh yes, it was probably a season before that. The greenleaf had been plentiful, and there were so many mice. I thought we'd be eating until our bellies burst! You can't even imagine, kiddo, could hardly place a paw down without steppin' on one of 'em. Can you even imagine?"

Ravenmask was doing his leg stretches in the corner of the den while the young 'paw cleaned out the old bedding from his nest. He'd normally have insisted on doing it himself, it wasn't like he was useless, but Dustystar and Goldenroar had insisted that caring for older members of the Clan would teach apprentices the importance of community, and, well, it was nice to have fewer things to have to do.

"And, oh, the stories I could tell ya about the old days, when Dustystar were just a wee one like yourself? Or that winter when I was a little'un, and there was so much snow that the whole colony were stuck in the barn for nearly two weeks!"

OOC BIO

  • tagging: @gorsepaw
    open to interactions!
    Liberty taken with the history of the barn cats' life ;]
  • 92 moons || he/him
    SPEECH || THOUGHTS
 
Morningpaw carried a hare in her jaws as she approached the elder. "Here, this is fresh," she offered with a small smile - it was a good day today. She had heard the story as she was passing by, and had gotten intrigued. She didn't want to come without a real purpose however, so she had grabbed something form the fresh-kill pile.

Her attention turned to Gorsepaw, and she tilted her head. "Do you want some help?" she offered. She didn't seem all too happy to be there, but Morningpaw wouldn't mind helping out, if only to listen to the story.

They weren't for everyone, she knew. But for Morningpaw, she found herself calmed by them. They helped her relax, in a way. It was nice. So after asking Gorsepaw, she turned her attention back to Ravenmask. "I'd like to hear some stories." She just hoped Gorsepaw wouldn't mind that she wanted to listen to him...​
IN THE RAIN DO LIGHT AND DARKNESS FADE
  • OOC: Here
    "Speech."​
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    She/Her | 7 Moons | Apprentice of WindClan | Ages on the 1st
    Short haired blue tortoiseshell with high white and dark violet eyes.

    Child of NPC x NPC | Sibling to NPCs / Adoptable
    Mentored by NPC | Mentoring no one.
    Penned by AnemoVictorious | Biography | Image Credit​
 

He's momentarily distracted from listing the options as Morningpaw approached. Stars above but that hare did look delicious! And honestly, far too big for just himself to eat.

Couldn't hurt to spoil the young'uns a bit, he mused.

"Well well! Morningpaw, ain't this a treat? A nice fresh hare- now, you know I don't get as hungry as you young growin' cats, so why dontcha both settle in for a bite while ya work? I'm not so old that I can't do nothin'." He took a bit of the hare, plump and fresh, well fed thanks to the green-leaf bounty.

"Well alright- I was just tellin' Gorsepaw here 'bout the time there were so many mice in the barn we could hardly catch 'em all. Though I think I finished that one, so... You got anythin' you wanna hear a story about?"

OOC BIO
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  • 92 moons || he/him
    SPEECH || THOUGHTS
 
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