“What do I think about my bad end?” Ravenheart’s gaze looked to the distance as his voice wavered ever so slightly. Blackbloods was something that the Naran’s didn’t think so fond of. Why even be fond of such a thing? Creatures that bleed black and come to haunt others or even eat others. What are they exactly? “Becoming one of them.” Looking to his paw, his gaze harden as he recalled the time his blood looked darker. What- why was he becoming one of them? “Those blackbloods. Becoming a blackblood! Becoming a monster! I see it as clearly as day and it’s as horrifying as nightmares- even wo
Snow, too much snow now that it was starting to get alarming. This isn’t good... Seeing ahead was difficult and could barely make out what was what. Turning to Wren’s words, he was obviously starting to get worried. ”Stay close to me.” His voice was surprisingly stern as he got closer to Wren to the point they were touching. Being close to each other like this would protect the two felines from the wind and the cold, as well keep from straying off.
Is this Kelra? It was hard to tell where they were going or where they were at as well the scents were difficult to pick up. Eventually there was a figure ahead
WrenIt seemed as if the sun had just begun to peek over the horizon only minutes ago, many were likely still struggling to pry themselves from their warm and cozy nests and, honestly, who could blame them? Winter mornings were always so much harsher than those in the summer but that didn't seem to stop a particular little Halcyon Water from setting out on her rounds early. It seemed as if tensions were coming to a boiling point for many and she had no desire to stick around in camp and get dragged into some kind of spectacle. No thank you.
And so it came that she had set off in Nara's direction, slipping easily through Furhollow given her pe
~ Orange > Water Tribe | Character: Kyra | Area: Lifespring River | ~
Its been about a season(???) since the return of the Water Tribe leader, seeing the Silver-Water with a scar across his face when he first entered Water Tribe camp caused the pale Orange-Water to be quite nervous to be around him due to the fact that she didn't want to say the wrong things that might cause him to go back into those times, but as time went by Kyra learnt to accept the Silver-Water's change. He seemed a bit different than the last time they've talked, but even a cat can tell that something is different about him just by watching. Walking past the Breathin
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Viciss - White/Orange Fire - Ember Hills
It seemed like the more the she-cat grew, the more she realized what was happening around her, the deeper her heart sunk down past her lungs, making a space near her stomach where it clearly didn't belong. Viciss had met with Atticus for the first time in what felt like forever and, instead of being overjoyed from the encounter, her heart ached with the broken connection the siblings had despite being so close to one another, but that wasn't what tied her heart down to the ground.
She had kept an eye out for the rest of the tattoo receiving, she had been watching intently as
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Green-Shadow || Ragnar || Water-Tribe Territory
Ragnar watched in horror as he saw the she-cat fall, but before he could offer
her any help, she was already gone. He ran after her, his white paws now stained
with her blood that had covered the cave floor.
“Wait!” he yelled after her, eventually managing to catch up.
He came around and stood in front of her in an attempt to stop her. He sniffed
attentively at the she-cat’s shoulder, however he already knew severity just by
looking at her.
Does she have to be so stubborn now?
“Please, this is really serious. No disrespect to yo tribe, but your healers
will not be
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◄• Green-Shadow || Ragnar || Fisher's Outlook •►
Ragnar had been cooped up in camp all day, was unbelievably bored, and to make matters worse he had learned that Obsidia was expecting kits. It wasn't that he was not happy for her, he was. It was just that he was worried about the fact that their father was the Black-Light, Kooken. As soon as he got the chance, he was long gone.
All he wanted to do was get as far away from Shadow-Tribe as his paws could carry him. After some time, he eventually came to a stop at Fisher's Outlook. He leaped onto a nearby rock, and curled his tail neatly over his paws as he always did.