Winded is a play by post non-cannon warrior cat roleplay. Feel free to check out the rules before joining and then make yourself at home! Here we use a site-wide plot but feel free to have your own mini-plots if you wish. We are brand new and would greatly appreciate affiliates and members so if you know someone who may enjoy Winded, send them our way! Have fun, and enjoy!
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07.31.18 Winded has already grown so much (to me anyways!) and I am so proud of everyone here! If we can keep this site wide member growth up, staff positions SHOULD be open soon, I'll probably end up adding an actual board for lengthy news updates so keep an eye out for possible staff positions!
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Many moons ago, there were four deputies. Four deputies and four apprentices. The fate of the clans held in the paws of these eight cats. No one knew that disobedience could bring such chaos and mayhem to the land. Once what was eight, turned into four..
Brightfern of Gladeclan, Swiftwind of Moorclan, Cragface of Gulchclan, and Dapplefrost of Cloudclan had only been deputies for three moons when the accident happened. Each bringing along a carefully selected apprentice to join the sacred gathering at the abandoned cottage. The meeting was to discuss how prey was running and over all clan well-being. This was supposed to be a trial of how gatherings would go in the future, however, everything spiraled out of control. It was all ruined.
On this cool leaf-fall night, the moon washed over the land as the eight cats gathered at the old cottage, dim illumination flooding in through the disheveled windows and spilling onto the dirt. Each deputy sat neatly with their selected apprentice beside them, tensions high without backup on hand. Despite the great truce that the full moon brought, there was an electric vibe crackling in the air. Eyes darting to and fro, Dapplefrost cleared his throat, "Greetings, cats of the clans. As you know, this is merely a trial of how things will hopefully turn out, and it was discussed at the last gathering that we would try to change things up due to a shortage of prey. This should help prevent using energy that should be put towards our respective clans, and prey towards respective members. Three elders in Cloudclan have come down with a cough, and two of which are severely dehydrated. The prey in the hills have nearly left altogether."
The dappled tom gave the conversation to Swiftwind, and the soft-spoken she-cat stood to be heard clearly, "May Starclan bless your elders and bring them healing." She dipped her head before continuing, "There were many dead rats found on our edge of the lake, with a film covering much of the water. Has anyone else seen anything like this? It's making our queens weak." Swiftwind glanced around the room, but no cat responded. Cragface took his turn reporting the clan's news, "Gulchclan has been doing half decently, there are no illnesses and our kits are growing strong. Although prey has been scarce, we've been managing just fine." He dipped his head to cue Brightfern to take the lead. The tabby she-cat stood up and stepped forward, "Gladeclan is suffering deeply, not only is the prey scarce, but our herb supply has all but gone. The herbs we do have are beginning to go bad and shouldn't or can't be used much longer. Sharptalon is frantic." Each of the apprentices shared how their training was going and even showed each other some hunting moves they had learned in the previous moons.
Everything went smoothly until the sound of baying dogs arose in a clamor nearby. Each deputy warned their respective apprentices of the coming dangers and instructed them to search for shelter. However, none of them obeyed; they were desperate to defend their clanmates. There was a fury of yowls and snarls, blood and fur. Each cat was tangled in the fight, with a pair taking on a dog at a time. They fought with all the ferocity of Tigerclan and the unfaltering courage of Lionclan, but it was more than apparent that things were getting out of control as the battle deepened. But they pushed onwards, spitting and hissing like their lives depended on it, and, for the most part, it probably did.
After the air calmed, there was silence. Silence and stillness. The dogs had gone back to their calling Twoleg, and motionless bodies littered the grass in bloodstained heaps.
Daybreak brought anger, resentment, confusion and twisted truths. When the deputies and apprentices didn't return, each clan sent out a search party. Upon arrival the search parties was greeted with a horrific scene. Blood, fur and twisted bodies lay scattered just outside the entrance of the cottage. The apprentices were badly wounded and near death. After being brought back to their respective clans and a thorough visit to the medicine cat, each apprentice was questioned.
"I can't remember... There was a horrific sound... It sounded like Dapplefrost." "A huge fight broke out! There was blood everywhere, I think it was Brightfern who started it." "All I remember seeing was a fury of claws and yowls. Then there was blood, and then blackness." "I don't know, there was a fight, I got hit in the head and I woke up when you guys found us.."
Each cat had their own story to tell, their own recollection of what had occurred the night before. Each with images of their clan mates burned into their brains. No one had remembered what happened, or if they did, told the truth. Words got twisted, and emotions soared to unbelievable heights.
How could the find the truth? Which clan was to blame? Would they find the truth?
The clash of clans.
(C) ELLIE @ GANGNAM STYLE
Posted Jul 30, 2018 15:58:43 GMT
Edited by lyric Aug 7, 2018 5:22:14 GMT