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.
Chickenscratch
Take flight like a fire bird
My broken wings dream of the sky
and they'll never be able to fly,
and they'll never be able to fly,
Many moons ago, 21 to be precise, a young(er) Chickenscratch was scurrying around the barn, climbing up and down to chase and catch those skittering little mice! Why were they being so active today? Chickenscratch had no idea, she didn't speak mouse, and mice didn't speak cat from what she can tell, if mice could even speak at all.
After taking down a decent amount of mice and leaving the rest to other eager mousers, Chickenscratch decided to take a break and see what was up with everyone else. She wondered where her father Hoot was right now, maybe he was sleeping or telling one of his amazing stories, he usually did one of those around this time. Maybe Owl was available? Or was it today that she was busy? It looked to be that way at least for now. Chickenscratch didn't want to disturb anyone that was in the middle of something so she decided to look for someone that had some time to spare.
It took her a short while, however, she eventually found a familiar face— Daz! They were one of the cats that Chickenscratch had become fast friends with that her own sister seemed to... Not like all that much? Why? Daz was fun! Chickenscratch had no idea why Owl was so grumpy with them... In fact she had no idea why the two of them were so grumpy with each other and making contests out of stuff like fixing up hay nests or catching mice. "Howdy-hey, Dazzley! D'ya have a minute?"
After taking down a decent amount of mice and leaving the rest to other eager mousers, Chickenscratch decided to take a break and see what was up with everyone else. She wondered where her father Hoot was right now, maybe he was sleeping or telling one of his amazing stories, he usually did one of those around this time. Maybe Owl was available? Or was it today that she was busy? It looked to be that way at least for now. Chickenscratch didn't want to disturb anyone that was in the middle of something so she decided to look for someone that had some time to spare.
It took her a short while, however, she eventually found a familiar face— Daz! They were one of the cats that Chickenscratch had become fast friends with that her own sister seemed to... Not like all that much? Why? Daz was fun! Chickenscratch had no idea why Owl was so grumpy with them... In fact she had no idea why the two of them were so grumpy with each other and making contests out of stuff like fixing up hay nests or catching mice. "Howdy-hey, Dazzley! D'ya have a minute?"
Only if we never try...
On my
On my
LOOOOOOOVE