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.
Wavesong wasn't certain, not truly. But then again, she wasn't certain of much these days. She'd been training Galepaw for a while now, watching the young cat grow under her guidance. He had potential, loads of it too! And she was proud, deeply proud, to be the one helping him unlock it. But amidst all the patrols, the lessons, the pride swelling in her chest… there was one little hiccup in her story. Well, hiccup wasn't quite the word. Flaw? No. Kink? Stars, that didn't sound right either. Oh, fish fins, it was hard to find the words for something so big and so delicate at once.
She found herself brushing gently against her mate's side, a familiar comfort in the midst of her swirling thoughts. A soft glimmer danced in her eyes. She'd been fumbling the words in her head for days now, trying to find the perfect way to tell him. Now that Rose, Crescent, and Rushing had all earned their apprentice names, she hadn't exactly expected this... not so soon. But, really... Should she be surprised? Even with all their duties, she and Adderfang had never stopped making time for one another.
Still... would this throw off his routine the way it had jostled hers a bit? Did she regret it? No, not for a heartbeat. Oh, parrot poop, she wasn't even sure she was pregnant. For that, she'd have to see Jinglemoon. But the maybe... The possibility blooming quietly inside her.... It was something she needed to share with him first. Then the medicine cat. Then, if the stars willed it, their kits. She drew in a steady breath, let it out slowly, and found his gaze, steady, grounding, familiar. A long pause. Then, in her typical blunt honesty, she spoke.
" ... I think yer gonna be a father again. "
Simple. Direct. But her voice held unmistakable warmth and a flicker of hope.
___________________ We sail the seas of life and believe,
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The tides will lead us home ___________________
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WAVE she/her, RiverClanner, thirty-three moons.
☆ a black and white lh cat with light blue eyes
☆ mentoring galepaw
☆ whichever relations / want listed
☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
☆ penned by lion ↛ lionheartedphoenix on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
@Scarlet / @Adderfang