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Careless WordsNaathim stood on a raised piece of land close to the winter flame, the large fire warming up his golden coat. He let the fire that raged through his veins, a flame of green flickering around his golden hooves against the rock hard ground under his feet. The death of Tafari was still fresh on the minds of everyone that stood around the flame, small chatter that reached his ears spoke of humble stories of him, how much of a great king they thought he was, or pity for the children and family that he left behind. It was true, he left behind enough that would grieve for his loss. Almost everyone he had met respected the fawn stag - including himself - so his loss would be felt for many more sunrises yet.
Never mind, the herd had put the stag to rest and thus it was time to move on. Picking a new king was the first thing they needed to do, someone who was just as strong and firm in his beliefs as Tafari was. Someone who would make sure the herd stayed strong and to its values. None of this s
Snake HuntersFeaturing Frigg and Tony
Summer, Year 769
Glenmore, Ridgeback Mountain
“Oh, Friggs!” Tony called, voice bouncing off the shale walls of the mountain pass.
It was summertime. Officially 3 years since his bump and tumble while on patrol. 3 years since he had broken his leg, met the renegade princess Eir, her companion Circe, the sweet Frigg. 3 years since he had learned he was part Blackwood, and had seen his best friend for the final time.
Summertime brought warm weather, the sweet smell of fruit on the breeze, and his favorite activity: snake hunting with what was basically his adopted daughter, Frigg.
Tony had bonded quite well with the little filly during his stay in the mountains. She was a ray of sunshine, her zest for life infectious. She made everything just a little bit brighter in his dull life. And, while he couldn't tag along with her and her mom, he had agre
Derpy MagicFeaturing: Derryth and Eir
Spring, 765 of the New Age
The promise had been given easily in his excitement to get outside. Surely he had discovered every little rock inside Haven by now and it bored him. Now he had asked his mother that only had directed him to his father. Could he please just venture outside the walls for the day...he would still be in the area, not walking too far off. To say his father had been reluctant was...a understatement. Derryth knew why. His hearing was bad. It had always been bad but...somehow he had never been so bothered by that. It was like sometimes, while not actually hearing someone’s voice, he could feel them. He did it especially well if he dug his toes down in the dirt.
His toes. That was another factor besides his hearing. He continued to scrape them to keep them down but even if he thought he did a good job of keeping the
Be my lover tonightFeaturing: Shura
Mentioning: Ky'Ro, Tiris, Shifra
Year 107 After the Great Release, Spring
Giza caves, House of Duran
Shura was living a pretty easy and happy life if you could call it that, but in her life Shura had learned not to let her mind to have that kind of thoughts since any signs of happiness would be easily considered as a signs of feelings and those were weakness for every matron since Giza caves were full of those who would gladly kill her cubs to make her life miserable if they thought that she cared about them at all so Shura did like any mother or matron in Giza would do, sh
Thank you Spring had the pride in its grip. It was in the air and despite the events of last year, there was something in the air that seemed to breathe new life. It was also a time of plenty, when everyone seemed to wake up from their winter’s sleep as it were. With the cold and the dark gone, spirits lifted and the mood got more cheerful.
The day reminded Faron of a day, years ago, when he was still a young cat and had almost lost his eye. It seemed that it would only be the first of many scars that would tell the story of his life. And the last scars he had gotten had even almost cost it.
Slowly, he walked around the Outpost, reflecting on the past year and a half and thinking about how he should go in in the future. It might have been years since he was on kind of speaking terms with his father, but after his fight and the following recovery, they had talked. Well, sort of. It had been more akin to a shouting match against each other, but the words his father had s
I am no lady and I said: kill itFeaturing: Zynthel, NPC slave girl
Year 104 after the Great Release, Summer
Giza House, Zynthel den
She had never imagined herself as a mother and probably never will. but the fact that her own cousin had been crowned Matron Mother last winter made her furious. She just had it all! She killed her own sister and waited for their aging mother to pass away. Sleek and slim. And pregnant no less! When Zynthel the news that Nazira had hooked up a male, Zynthel had done the same. For once, she wanted to do better! She wanted to proof that she was not a low-life, that she was a high standing member of the family!
SO that was the reason why she was now laying in her den, her belly round with cubs and a painful streak on her face. but Zynthel didn't cried nor whimpered. In fact, she even liked the feeling of pain and the fact she could do nothing against it. She pushed with every contractions, no sound leaving her mouth. And then she fell the first cub leaving
[SI] Visions of WhiteFeaturing Tiris - Female - Princess
Spring, Y107 After the Great Release
Giza, Duran Territory
A flick of her ear. A twitch of her tail. A tremor in her paws. It was clear to anyone watching -- though of course no one was -- that the young Duran heiress wasn't having the best sleep. Normally a relatively heavy sleeper, this night she was restless, turning and tossing in her sleep as her muscles twinged and relaxed, as if reacting to whatever was going on in her subconscious. Her heart raced in her chest before her purple eyes violently shot open, scrambling to her paws with a small gasp and light growl in her throat. Calming herself as she realized the rest of her family was sleeping, not wanting to wake her sister or her mother, she groomed herself for a brief period of time to calm her nerves as she thought before quietly getting to her paws and slinking out of the den, the guards of course not daring to speak
NEWS: Mid October Announcements - Goodbye slots!Goodbye slots!
The slot system is gone! Yes people, no more slot restrictions! We are now working with a Creation Limit!
How is this now working?
Easy peesy! Every Month, you can obtain 3 designs/character on one (or more) of the following way
- Design Pool
- Token designs
- Cub designs
- Returned character
- Adopting a character from another member
We will look at the date of application or design creation! This means if you would submit a design on 31 October, but it's only checked on 4 November, that the design counts for your total of OCTOBER!!!
There are of course some options to go over this limit, which are
- Group Auctions
- Group Raffles
- Special creation periods (think about Christmas, The anniversary, ...)
- Pre-made characters
To keep track on how many designs you obtained, you will see that behind your listed characters in our
SI | Life and Death"You've missed a spot again, sister," Chysa hissed gleefully as Sekhmet stumbled after her hit to Chysa's chest fell short. Her sister shoved the thrashing younger shedu into the wall, following with a slash to her belly. Sekhmet was not in the mood or condition to reply- the spar Meeka had ordered for both of them had been drawn out to hours, Chysa using the method she knew Sekhmet was the weakest at. Brute force. All day now, the grey female had been avoiding Sekhmet's attempts at getting her claws into her sister's fur, and remarkably enough, holding back from attacking. Stamina and strength just weren't the younger shedu's strengths. All of her previously thought out attacks were soon turning into mindless leaping and vague slashes to Chysa's face. And Sekhmet knew it, even as she jumped at Chysa without any real target again.
But she was just... so tired.
Chysa saw her falter for just a moment, saw her lose her footing on the loose sand below them.
[SI] Trust In Her GuidanceFeaturing Galti
Spring, Y107 After the Great Release
Malkan Mainland territory
Winter had been less than kind. Galti was thinner than he had been in years, this new land not entirely unforgiving but it certainly had proved challenging with so few cats here to partake in hunting. Hunting wasn't every cat's specialty; many of them here were like himself - a former teacher or some other form of caregiver with very little experience - or some form of herbalist or shaman, who had come to the mainland in search of new herb stores but could lend no aid in a hunt. Galti had tried his best to learn and to give it his best shot, partaking in whatever group hunts he could, but finding sometimes he was nothing more than a hindrance. He hated feeling like he was in the way or causing the group to have even less food than they could otherwise. Still, he tried and he trie
Featuring Valeric and Valeric’s mother
Spring, Year 1996
Linx territory, mother’s den
Spring had finally come as it was a time for new life to be born from the mothers who had been carrying them for a few months, mothers that would be laying in their dens waiting to bring new life into the world. One of these mothers was going to bring Valeric into the world, one who was going born with silver and black colors while the father wasn’t going to be in the picture though. The mother hadn’t seen the father of her child in sometime, she had no idea where he was at, but she was determined to raise this one on her own. This was going to be her first child, one that was going to be important to her. She would make sure to protect her until it was time for her to go off on her own, but that was going to be years from now. They would have plenty of time to spend together, plenty of time to form a very close bond with, a bond that Valeric would want to keep as long as possible.
The morning was quiet as the new mother had been in labor for a bit of time waiting for the one that she was carrying, one that was waiting to meet. A healer was standing nearby just in case if any help was needed since there was always a risk when it came to delivering a cub, something that this mother didn’t want to happen. She didn’t want to lose her cub. The labor pains were normal though as the healer reassured her the entire time that everything was okay, nothing had been seen that was concerning yet. The healer was keeping a close eye on the mother and the child that was waiting for the chance to arrive, the chance to enter this world. They just had to wait a bit longer.
A grunt of pain was soon heard before the healer told the older linx to start pushing to bring the new life into this world. It was time for Valeric to enter the world of the Linx. The next few minutes seemed like hours before the roan-colored cub soon appeared as the pain vanished, pain that the new mother wasn’t going to feel again. This cub was going to be her only daughter. The only child that she would only bear because of the incident in the future that was going to separate them forever.
Shifting her weight, she lifted her head up before going to lick the daughter’s coat, a coat mixed with silver, black, and white. A coat carrying the colors and markings from both parents. It was a shame that her father wasn’t here though, the male linx had been missing for some time and it was unknown on if he was going to ever return. The new mother was waiting for the day when he would appear again, but she was starting to doubt that. She was going to raise this one on her own though like how her mother had raised her without the help of a beloved mate by her side. The dark-colored Maer knew that they were going to be okay though even if there was going to be plenty of difficulty ahead of them. Something that she was willing to face.
Once the healer left to give them some peace, her large head resting against daughter’s forehead giving a purr of happiness “Welcome, my sweet Valeric. I’m so happy that you’re here.”