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.

Open Border SkyClan TOWN CRIER ʚɞ pleading

This thread takes place at the border of the clan territory.

Frostmoth listens quietly as the SkyClan cats and RiverClan medicine cats deliberate on how to best go about having Jinglemoon help them. Admittedly, as much as he wants to trust that these cats do not intend for any harm to come to them, he had once hoped the same when they first encountered ShadowClan, too. He's formulating a way to reject this idea when the sun guard does it for him. The bicolor nods in agreement when Stormcrow arranges something that he finds more agreeable than allowing Jinglemoon to go to SkyClan's camp. He might have proposed the same idea if it were him seeking help from outsiders too, though he knows this isn't the case for everyone. To his relief, it seems that the medicine cat likes the terms set forth as well.

And then, Frostmoth blinks, surprised when Jinglemoon extends an olive branch to him. "I'll go," he decides with an assured nod. This is both a chance for him to prove himself and an opportunity for him to begin to mend the relationship between himself and Jinglemoon. Being granted such authority makes him feel encumbered, but Frostmoth quickly adjusts to the weight of decision making. "Jinglemoon and I will come onto your territory, but only as far as you will allow," he addresses the SkyClan cats across the river, now.

He turns when Rainpaw belatedly arrives, and glances at Jinglemoon before murmuring: "Should we bring Rainpaw onto SkyClan territory...?" There is a tinge of worry to his voice in the question. He hopes that it is obvious he is not trying to bar the medicine cat apprentice from a learning experience, but rather that he is concerned for her safety in this regard. He bites his tongue over mentioning that only Jinglemoon and himself (or one other warrior, he supposes) were invited over the border. He finds that detail to be somewhat... Pushy.

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  • ★ FROST — he/him, riverclan deputy, 21 moons
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    — longhair black and white bicolor with blue eyes
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swallowpaw feels her confidence deflate immediately, ears lowering while she allows stormcrow to take over the conversation. she's correct, unfortunately, there's no reason to allow riverclanners so deep into skyclan's territory. the leaders are still at odds with one another, even if this little field trip has shown how unfair their judgements have been.

"th-thank you. we won't be long." she gives the riverclanners one last glance, and quickly leaves with stormcrow in tow. eventually, and after the riverclanners finish discussing the logistics of who to bring, she meets them at their halfway point. a bundle of herbs hangs heavy from her jaws, along with a cobweb-covered stick. it's set down, carefully, but kept near her paws as a precaution. swallowpaw trusts them, but she won't show her belly like they have been.

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