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.
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Small paws plodded after the older she-cat, determined to match her step for step. Fleapaw still couldn't wrap her mind around everything that happened. She watched Possumgrin get the verbal beating of a lifetime—get demoted—and then her apprenticeship get passed to Jadethorn who she wanted from the start. It was thanks to her that Fleapaw was made an apprentice early in the first place.
"So what are we gonna do today, Jadethorn?" She tilted her head up to look at Jadethorn with sparkling eyes. "Are we gonna practice fighting?" The only thing Fleapaw wished was that it could've happened sooner. Froststorm was amazing, but even he couldn't be with her all the time. Now she was still expected to take the assessment on time. That was gonna be a hell of a lot of work, but she would do anything to make it happen.
Every time she asked Possumgrin to train, he seemed to have a fresh excuse. His shirking her training had set her back moons. Flea knew Froststorm and Jadethorn wouldn't let her down like Possumgrin did. At least I hope they don't…
@Jadethorn
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And now you're playing with matches
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FLEAPAW9 MOONS
SHE/HER
- Undersized cinnamon solid with folded ears. She's thin but stubby with very messy fur.
"SPEECH" - crimson | 'THOUGHTS/EMPHASIS' - crimson
Fleapaw values family the most with survival at a close second. In conversations, she is blunt, fun-loving, and clever. She is guided by her desires which often leads her astray. Despite her abrasive personality, she cares deeply for those she loves and will do anything to protect them. Due to her experiences, Fleapaw is corrupt and has minimalistic, if any, morals. She does not care for the warrior code and its restraints. Neither does she believe in StarClan. Growing up in a kitten mill, being separated from her mother, and ending up on the streets have deeply affected her view of the world.
Come out of the ashes underneath you
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