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A semi-AU, semi-realistic Warrior Cats RPG based off of the books by Erin Hunter

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    Post by ghost Wed Nov 04, 2020 11:15 am



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    loner | brown spotted tabby | pixie-bob


    Before them, the moor yawns. Coarse grasses wave under the breeze, pale seed heads rustling together. The sun is beyond its highest point in the sky, on the cusp of its descent into the far horizon. The blue of the sky is almost completely unbroken by clouds, marred only by a thin white line that bisects the heavens. Unnatural, it sits; a scar in the sky.

    The body feels heavy today, as it has the day before, as the day before that, as it always has.

    When they wish to move, it, the body, delays by moments. Disjointed and distant, they watch the body from a point just above it. Controlling the body is akin to trying to control a floating seed by blowing air from one’s nose. Possible, yes, but cumbersome. So much easier life would be without, and yet here they are, tethered like a dog to a post.

    The trouble is this: They have died a long time ago. Unfortunate, yes, but they suspect they would have gotten over being dead with the grace the deceased seem to do most things. No, the trouble isn’t that they are dead; the trouble is in a small detail: everyone else seems to think they are still alive.

    Admittedly, they still breath, their heart still beats. They still eat and make dirt, do the sort of things one would expect from a living being, the sort of behaviors one wouldn’t from a corpse. Someone else may wrack their brain about how this is possible, but they do not. They are dead, and the body still needs sustaining. Contradictory thoughts to most, but they exist peacefully in their mind. They are dead, and they cannot escape their body and let it rest.

    A punishment, perhaps, they think and it feels like the first thought they’ve had in days.


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    Post by .:vanillatuft:. Fri Nov 06, 2020 2:17 pm

    VANILLATUFT
    windclan - medicine cat - female - 22 moons - tags


    having been out and about going on a little stroll with her friend batfang, vanillatuft's white tail was straight in the air with happiness as they bounded along. she always loved when she was able to get out of camp and do things other than be cooped up in the medicine den all day. anyone would love escaping that for a little bit!

    she had gained a little bit of speed without realizing it, almost into a trot, and then the trot soon turned into a jog, and soon enough she was racing through the bracken and the flowers, a laugh echoing from her mouth as she finally got the chance to stretch her limbs. it just wasn't something she got to do often!

    she found herself bursting through the bracken, and infront of her stood a cat. she hadn't picked up the scent at all, she was too busy racing. she hadn't heard them - she never does - and she hadn't felt their movements. it didn't look like they were moving much anyways. she came to a screeching halt, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly dropping open. was she about to die? her head swiveled as she waited for batfang to burst out behind her, and her tail twitched anxiously, quickly, behind her. she looked back at the cat infront of her. "who?" she managed, a bit loud, as her words always were.



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    Post by ghost Tue Nov 24, 2020 11:20 pm



    ???
    loner | brown spotted tabby | pixie-bob

    The one that comes to them is akin to a dandelion puff, her two blue eyes showing stark against her white fur. Slow to react, slow to respond, they blink at the stranger, regarding her with a steady gaze. Her voice then filters into their ears, the meaning soon to follow, and it feels like listening in on a language they've forgotten. They need to dig for the meaning, draw it to the front of their mind.

    Oh.

    "I'm not..." They start slowly, and the body has a scratchy, unused voice. After they start, they aren't certain they actually understood what was being asked. Who is such a broad question. All of the answers that are applicable are wrong. Words that would be doubted. The body shifts without their bidding, defensive in posture. So far away, trailing behind themself like the tail the body lacks, they can do nothing to relax the squaring of their shoulders.

    "You... don't need to worry after me." They start walking once more then, continuing in the direction they had been going. With luck, the strange molly would leave them be, and they could continue on as they had been.


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    Post by .:vanillatuft:. Thu Nov 26, 2020 12:32 pm

    VANILLATUFT
    windclan - medicine cat - female - 22 moons - tags


    if this cat thought she was going to give up and just allow this stranger to pass by so easily, she was horribly wrong - vanillatuft had a sass in her, a fire in her, and she was going to figure out what was going on whether this cat liked it or not. her tail stuck straight in the air again and she raced after the cat, hopping infront of them to halt them from moving forward any more.

    "name!" she announced, her fur bristling a bit. it looked as though she was trying to be scary, trying to frighten this cat into being afraid and answer her questions, but she never was able to look scary. it probably came from the fact she was so small - being partially munchkin and all - and she was just a round ball of soft fluff. she also had a loud, slightly high pitched voice that definitely could be anything but scary.

    "windclan territory!" she told the cat again, now growing confidence. she usually never found cats on the moore! it was always patrols and things. this was exhilarating! this was fun! she was being a scary cat, protecting her clan!

    but she could never stay scary for long. she felt bad. and she realized she hadn't even introduced herself. she also always was known for an issue with personal space, no matter who it was. she leaned forward to sniff the cat, getting perhaps a bit too close. she always saw the good in others, never was afraid of being attacked. she thought all cats were naturally good. "from where?" she continued. "i'm vanillatuft." her voice was no longer stout nor demanding, but curious and lighthearted. she flicked her tail curiously behind her.


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    Post by ghost Thu Nov 26, 2020 8:03 pm



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    They nearly collide with her in their hurry to be away from here, stopping only a step away from such a thing happening. Their body twists then, ready to simply walk past the stranger once more, but they hesitate, consider. This could go on for some time, a game of blocking and evading that they do not wish to play.

    Name? That's what she meant with who? Why not just lead with that? “Haven't a name,” Not anymore. It was one of the first things to go after their death, washed from their memory. An awareness exists in their mind, the same sort of awareness towards their bodies hunger, that sits parallel to where they think. Sometimes they remember. Currently, they do not. “Call me... whatever you like.

    A lack of a name could cause some discomfort, they were aware. A name was a definition of the self, quintessential of identity. If one wanted to define themselves against the world, they needed a name.

    And apparently the land they were on was named WindClan territory.

    They think about the name, the parts of it. Wind- which made sense. The moor was a windy and, to their eyes, barren place. Presumably, the better part of it belonged to this clan. The clan part of the name- a family, a unit. That they labelled their family wind instead of merely calling it the Clan implied the existence of other clans. WindClan then, to define themselves against their neighbors, against the world they knew.

    With her angry, their earlier comparison of the stranger to a dandelion puff feels even more apt. “Do not care,” What would she do, attack them? Hold them prisoner? They were merely walking, and they doubted this WindClan had a proper own of the land, the same way one couldn't own sunlight or rain. WindClan could live here as much as they wished, but to claim an area as expansive as this?

    She seemed done trying to scare them into any kind of submission, asking about the place they were coming from and sharing her own name- Vanillatuft. “Far,” The body answers, ears folded. Growing impatient with this, then. There anger was rare and fiery, not to come out today, but they remember this anger, and forcibly relax the body.


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    Post by .:vanillatuft:. Fri Dec 11, 2020 8:10 pm

    VANILLATUFT
    windclan - medicine cat - female - 22 moons - tags


    she didn't have a name? she was basically giving vanillatuft the right to name her then, wasn't she? vanillatuft would have to think long and hard about what she wanted to call this cat, this loner, this stranger who was trespassing - "serpentstep!" she declared suddenly. she would call this cat serpentstep, until told otherwise. this cat was cold and harsh like a serpent, and was awfully keen of the idea of getting away which is where step came from. boom.

    "how far?" she presses. she was so confused on why this stranger was so...mysterious. how was she supposed to know anything about this stranger if she wasn't telling her anything? ..oh. maybe that was the point. "come to camp," she urged. "see the clan." despite the fact just a few moments earlier she had been trying to scare this cat, she now had a gut feeling that she should get this cat to join windclan. she couldn't describe it.


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    Post by ghost Sat Dec 12, 2020 11:13 pm



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    Out of every name available, Serpentstep is what is chosen for them. Their first thought is that serpents haven’t any legs to step with, but the name chosen for them follows the same sort of pattern as Vanillatuft’s own name. It likely has some meaning beyond their own understanding. So be it.

    Even if they are displeased that things have apparently become friendly enough that names are needed. Vanillatuft continues to push and wheedle for answers, prying where she shouldn’t, and they grunt, take a single step. Like a bird prepared to take flight, cautious and frustrated.

    Twolegplace.” They answer at last, ”I’m... like you,” Because Vanillatuft was certainly not completely of wild blood, just as they weren’t. In their life, they knew themself to be... expensive. Sought after. Perhaps Vanillatuft herself wasn’t born in twolegplace, but if they cared enough to gamble, they would bet that somewhere in Vanillatuft’s recent ancestry there was a kittypet.

    The invitation isn’t surprising.

    They still find themself surprised.

    No,” Is their immediate reply, then, “Okay.” At least then they would be making some progress. Actually moving. With luck, Vanillatuft would stop at wherever camp happens to be, and they can just keep on walking.

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    Post by scar. Mon Dec 21, 2020 12:42 am

    BATSTAR

    WINDCLAN / LEADER / MORALLY GRAY


      she was too nice for her own good. why? she couldn't tell you. most of her clan was, but batstar wasn't. her father had drained her like a wet sponge, and left her out to dry. there was nothing but false hope and sneaky comments. her friends might of thought different, but she knew the truth. morally, she was different. she always would be. they were all kind here. they spared lives. bat didn't. "vanillatuft, stop trying to invite strangers into the clan." she said, her voice off, as she made the motions towards the deaf cat. she didn't exactly want to be so rude to her friend, but batstar wasn't in the mood. "what's your business here, and if you want to keep your tongue, i suggest you answer in full sentences." she gave a smile that may have seemed kind to vanilla who couldn't hear her or read her lips, but her voice was filled with a certain poison. she didn't care, either. 
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    VANILLATUFT
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    noticing batstar stepping into the conversation, vanillatuft looked towards her to see her telling and motioning to her to stop trying to invite this stranger into the clan. she flicked an ear. well, what else was she supposed to do? attack them? just let them walk right through their territory? she didn't think either of those were very good options, so miswell be nice! she watched as batstar began talking to the stranger, and then the medicine cat tilted her head back towards the pixie infront of her to see what she has to say. she had agreed to come into the camp already, after all!


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