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.
Flicker awoke with a yawn, a puffy cloud of hot breath drifting up to the barn rafters. The midday sun glinted beyond wooden doors, and through the glare of its dazzle upon the earth she saw that fresh snow layered the ground. She stretched and padded out, blinking as her eyes adjusted. There weren't heaps like the drifts that came in deep winter, but it was definitely new. Flicker prodded the ground with a paw, stamping a print that could be seen clear as the blue sky. Perfect for tracking rabbits. The young calico's stomach murmured hopefully. She was looking forward to spring, when songbird eggs would be laid, but for now she would happily take anything furry.
"Hey, Hayloft," she meowed, lifting her head in greeting as the tom strolled into view. "You busy? I bet we could track heaps of prey in all this new snow." Flicker preferred company on a hunt, she found it helped with any dullness. And since the dog attack, she'd happily take half the barn with her this afternoon if they were willing.
// @Hayloft.
"Hey, Hayloft," she meowed, lifting her head in greeting as the tom strolled into view. "You busy? I bet we could track heaps of prey in all this new snow." Flicker preferred company on a hunt, she found it helped with any dullness. And since the dog attack, she'd happily take half the barn with her this afternoon if they were willing.
// @Hayloft.