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Grassstrand — Unknowing
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The sun was dipping beyond the treeline, casting warm red and orange light to settle along the landscape for the last minutes of the day. A telling sight for the predators of the night to emerge. Wyverns heart raced in her chest, collar feeling like a chokehold upon her neck. This was all still too wild, too foreign. The grass, the air, the rocks-Everything smelled so new. Doubts had been settled from the moment she turned tail on her twolegs. Yet she had already trekked noteworthy distances, this would be her third night in the woods yet it held the same anxiety nightfall always did.Stomach churning she scrambled up the small face of a rocky platform, ears flicking to the gentle sound of trickling water. Small puddles sat in grooves on the stony face, the largest slowly streaming off the side into a much larger pond. Eyes widening farther she cautiously crept forwards, shoulders tent and pelt prickling with unspoken anxieties. The water shimmered with stars, and the distorted image of the moon. Freezing she cast her gaze skywards, eyeing the large nearly full moon that sat in the yellowing sky. It felt powerful. A sudden calm washed over her, and she felt far less alone. Whispers seemed to edge her forwards, the ghost of long lost affections ghosting across her pelt. A tongue on her cheek, a purr in her ear, a body pressed to her side. Old friends she had never met.
"Destiny" they whispered
"Indeed" she replied, full of unknowing
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Clan leader: Wyvern The Star
Event: N/A
Cats in Art: Wyvern The Star
Cats in Literature: N/A
Word Count: N/A
Aging: N/A
Training: N/A
Healing: N/A
Pregnancy: N/A
Items You're Using: N/A
Collab/Cameo: N/A
Changing Rank: N/A
Your Clan Tracker: (link to your clan tracker)
Random Mates?: Sure
Other Notes: This image is set in the past when Wyvern first discovers her camp! Any encounters would be present day not the exact moment this takes place <3
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This is BEAUTIFUL!!!!!
[ Fullbody + Colored + Shaded + Complex Background ] = 7 Flower Rolls, 1 Prey Roll, 2 Encounters
Flower : 12
Flower : 18
Flower : 6
Flower : 9
Flower : 7
Flower : 9
Flower : 13
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Total Flowers: 74
Prey : 3
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Total Prey: 3
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Encounter 1
[ Warrior | Dreary | Annoyed | 2/5 Health | Possible Random Mate 
As Wyvern makes her way through her territory on patrol, she comes across a bloodied feline laid out in the grass. They seem to have walked here alone, as no other scents accompany them, and they glare up at the overcast sky and sigh, "Looks like rain again..." their gaze falls to Wyvern, "Ah...my apologies miss...if this is your land...just needed to rest after those assholes were through with me..." they try to heave themselves up into a sitting position, wincing.
What will your cat do next?
[This encounter needs to be roleplayed]
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Encounter 2
[ Queen | Clan-Hating | Annoyed | 1/3 Pregnancy | 4/5 Health ]
One day, patrolling near the borders, Wyvern comes across a furious, rambling queen who is stalking along the boundary, neither one place nor the other. "I can't believe they'd do that. I'm trained in combat, I should go in there and finish them for what they did to Helix..." she lashes her tail, "But I can't risk the kits..." her gaze falls to her slightly rounded sides and she groans in aggravation.
What will your cat do next?
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Encounter 2
Wyvern pauses, eyeing the queen at a distance a few moments, nose flaring as she takes in her scent. Milk and warmth. Her own belly twisted, heart aching as she recalled the last time she has smelled these scents. She blinked, steeling herself to the present forcefully. Stepping forwards slowly she raised her tail in a friendly greeting, smiling to the stranger. "Excuse me, are you okay stranger?" She called out, keeping a few tail lengths between her and the agitated queen. "Do you need any help?"
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Encounter 2
The molly lifts her head towards Wyvern, glaring, "I don't need help from you. I'm perfectly capable of taking on a Clan alone! I was a trained fighter before I became a mother, thank you very much. So if you know what's good for you you'll stay away!"
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Encounter 2
The fur along Wyverns flank twitches to stand, but she smooths it back down and keeps her friendly disposition. She does not move towards or away from her. "I am not doubting your abilities stranger." Her voice remains soft, but has gained a steady confidence in face of the aggression "I am sure you are a capable fighter, but can the same be said for your belly of kits?" She pauses a moment, gazing across the border, mind drifting "Risking your life to fight a battle where you are starkly outnumbered is one thing, but to risk their lives before they can protest is another." She blinks, gaze returning to the agitated queen "For their sake I urge you to reconsider-If you have nowhere to turn to I can offer you warm food and shelter, as long or as short as you-and your kits may need it."
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Encounter 2
"I am not an idiot. I'm well aware that it would put my unborn kits at risk. I don't need you preaching to me!" she spits, hackles raised, "Just walk on, do-gooder. I have no need of your pity nor your 'advice'," her claws are dug into the earth, taking a defensive position.
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Encounter 2
"My intention was not to offend you-And I do not pity you, you can clearly take care of yourself. I merely speak what is on my mind." She mewed, cocking her head. She made no move to leave, she was still on her own territory after all. Wyvern lets out a sigh, shifting on her paws, a bit wary but still keeping her body language open. "Why you hate this clan so much? A cause strong enough to consider putting your lives at risk must be worthwhile."
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Encounter 2
The molly sighs, "They massacred my mate. All he did was come to their land to ask for shelter for our family, so my kits could be brought into the world safely. We had heard that Clans and Tribes were powerful but...gracious. Instead, he never came back. When I came to the other border, where he had crossed, I saw him dead on the ground, sliced and half-skinned," she shudders, "I'm so torn...the half of me that was raised to be a valiant warrior seeks revenge for my lover who was dishonored so greatly in death...the other half of me wants to find safety for our kits and make sure we are safe, as that was his last mission..."
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Encounter 2
Wyvern listens quietly, gaze turnjng to the ground as she wracked her own mind. Sorrow and anger flooded her veins, distant spikes of adrenaline and the urge to tear out the throats of killers making her lean forwards. But she had to be rational. "This... Is a terrible tale. I am so very sorry that you and your mate faced such a wretched group. I hope the spirits receive him well." She flexed her claws, sinking them into the dirt was unsatisfying yet grounded her all the same. "I cannot stand for such atrocities to happen so near to my territory." She mewed, voice gaining an edge it had not carried before. Her eyes shone "I will tell you this; my warriors will intervene. We will drive them out, or they will die on their bloodied land. You can come with me now, rest, have your kits, recover, and fight alongside us as we remove this scourge. I will lead an assault in due time no matter the choice you make now, only know that there is a place for you, temporarily or permanently."
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Encounter 2
The molly looks towards her softly, eyes widening lightly at the power of the leader. Taken aback, surprised by the change in tone and impressed by the determination and valiant honor. Softly, she lowers her head, "It would be a great honor to fight alongside you, and to know that someone so honorable is watching over me and my kits. I will join you."
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Thankyou so much!
Encounter 1
Her whiskered quivered, sensing the incoming rain. They had been twitching all morning, sensitive to the changes in the weather and air. Rubbing her scent across a tree she gently scented the air, her scent now far stronger on the border... And the scent of blood. Feathernist was hunting to the north, there was no way that was the scent of his kills. Fur standing on end she silently prowled back in towards her territory, following the scent of blood until she saw him-A stranger, bloodied and abandoned on her grass. Heart stammering she rushed forwards, stopping just shy of them and eyeing over with clear worry. "No, no, all are welcome here. Especially the wounded and sick..." she mewed, shifting to be of use as a crutch if he so chose. "Are you alright stranger? Who attacked you, are they after you? Our lands have a healer, if you can make it to our camp he could see you... If you cant move I can bring him here."
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Encounter 1
The feline flicks their tail, struggling to sit up, "That's very...kind of you miss. I'll be all right. Been through worse at their paws before. Pretty sick to think back on that I suppose but...gives me strength to get through what's going on currently," they glance over her features, expression softening slightly, "Though it would be a shame to refuse the help of such a lovely lady as yourself I suppose~"
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Encounter 1
Worry only strikes her more with his words, and a small sliver of anger struck her heart. Any group of cats who would willingly attack and abuse another was certainly her enemy. Forcing her anger(and claws) back, she focused on the wounded tom. "I'm... So sorry to hear this. But if you are in a dangerous group I must urge you to not return." Her voice was strained with worry. Her worry stuttered when he summoned honeyed words. Blinking owlishly she wasnt sure how to respond, but chalked it up to him being delusional with blood loss. "Alright, well this lovely lady wants to get you into shelter. I don't think rain will do you any good while you're bleeding out into the grass like this."
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Encounter 1
The cat smiles, his brow arching at her affectionately, "Aye...I probably shouldn't go back. Would that mean that a lovely lady like you has a place for me in her heart and home?"
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Encounter 1
Wyvern stares at the swollen clouds a few moments more, whiskers twitching before she looks back to the tom. "Of course I do." She replies earnestly, a bit too concerned in the moment to really catch onto the romatification of his words. Still unsure of the situation she presses a chaste lick across his forehead like she once did her kits, paternal instincts urging her to do something other than stand and wait. "Come on then, lets get you back to camp."
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Encounter 1
He smiles, standing and leaning against her for support, and for closeness. Soaking in her warmth like a starved kit, breath soft against her cheek, "I get the feeling I'd follow ya anywhere, miss~"
A Warrior [2/5 Health] has been recruited!
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