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.
RiverClan's camp has been tense since the heist. Kits were sequestered away in the nursery, the medicine den felt foreign and strange, and she couldn't help but feel wary around her brother. He had not truly spoken to her since ShadowClan pierced their camp. It was something so sacred to them and now it felt so... different. Had the other clans' camps been breached? Had they felt the sting and shame of a robbery?
Frostmoth had mentioned to her that Pikestar was calling a meeting, but not much more than that. He didn't seemed pleased with their leader lately. Stormswirl couldn't blame him. She liked Pike alright, and trusted his judgement to move them away from the shipyard. Pikestar on the other paw, seemed to be faltering in ways she wished weren't so. He was a nice enough tom, friendly too, but didn't know when to apply pressure to their ramshackle clan. It was either too much or too little in his case.
The silver tabby sat outside of the medicine den, eyeing it and wishing she was inside to listen to whatever was being said. She wanted to be there to defend her brother and support him in anyway she could. Like a good sister would. She stands to attention when she sees Adderfang push through the medicine den entrance. His pelt is bristling and she avoids his eyes as to not draw any of his rage. A familiar and familial black-and-white coat pushed through next, matching blue eyes a blaze. "Frostmoth!" she chirped, trotting over to walk by his side. She opened her mouth to happily tell him some gossip she had heard about Smokewreath, but quickly shut it at the look on his face. "What happened?" Her voice was quiet and she couldn't help but look over her shoulder at the sight of Pineheart and Pigeonpearl leaving as well with similar expressions.
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ooc: @Frostmoth
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☁︎ STORM
☁︎ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR
☁︎ 17 moons, ages every 15th of the month
☁︎ open to peaceful interactions
☁︎ "SPEECH"
☁︎ penned by muddly -
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