[faelyn]

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xxclan of falling sapphire waters!
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warmth. a fragrance so close to the tickling kiss of cardamom and strands of cinnamon, lost eternally to the barely tangible tick of time. a fragrance that seemed to bring about bouts of color. paintbrush strokes of sepia with the crystalline touch of amber and the deep blush of maroon.

“that sounds… nice.” as if a marigold in all of its glorious shades of gold and yellow, the sweet serenade of her voice bloomed in the chilling song of the winds beyond. ash curls shivering in the ebony dark, those periwinkle eyes fluttered to his. “is it just me or is it getting colder?”

and just like that, the wings of angels seemed to descend, falling apart into delicate shards at the touch of hidden zephrys. and in those zephrys, bouquets of flora and stardust frolicked into the empty stomach of the cave.
(+1 burdock root, +2 tansy, +1 wild garlic, +1 boon for fertility, +4exp, +1exp)

“look! herbs!” a touch of delight and bliss had adorned each sweet syllable of her voice, before dwindling into a sudden hush as the kiss of rotting carcasses and death bloomed in the depths of reality. suffocating.
(a coyote has been scented! does the patrol confront or ignore the predator?)

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fp earned ✧ 0fp ───
level reward ✧ none!
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herbs earned ✧ +4
• [+1 burdock root-]
• [+2 tansy----------]
• [+1 wild garlic----]
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user + clan ✧ echo raven
posts ✧ user / writer-xx✧
items earned ✧ +1──xx█
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[strawberryjelly]

I want to risk death!
Username: strawberryjelly
Clan link: Tribe of the Fallen Light

[strawberryjelly]

Tribe of the Fallen Light
No previous exploration / responses

Atlas ventured out of camp for the first time. After all, if he was going to bring the tribe back together, he was going to need resources. Who knows what he might find? The world is dangerous, but if he was able to prosper then maybe the nervousness in his heart would subside.
[ 53 words ]

-- cats on patrol
Atlas | he/him | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

-- custom predators / prey
N/A

-- level 0
experience: 0

-- items in inventory used
n/a

-- active quests:
n/a

-- opted in to death?
yes

-- inventory
prey | 1 FP | x0
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 4 FP | x0

herb | x0
herb | x0
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[faelyn]

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xxtribe of the fallen light !
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the rosy stutter of his heart was an indigo cacophony of ravens, the soft thud of it all seemed to bloom, flourishing until it reached a crescendo in his ears. ivory swarmed like silk moths, wings tangled in beautifully chaotic flurry of white… before dwindling just for a moment-- the moment where the shivering length of his leg gave out from beneath him.

and soon… those moths clothed with diaphanous strands of frosted silks were upon his face.
sputtering, he stumbled to his feet, only to find the white of silken moths and snow were tainted. it was tainted with watercolor and roses and… blood. and there, a carcass still delicately traced with bits of flesh was before him.
(+1fp [scraps], +1exp)

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herbs earned ✧ +0
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user + clan ✧ strawberryj
posts ✧ user / writer-xx✧
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[strawberryjelly]

Tribe of the Fallen Light
Last Explore Post | Last Response Received

After examining the prey, Atlas carried on. Food was good; it would eventually become the make or break of his death or the deaths of his tribe. Was this a good sign? Perhaps knowing the future could be saved is the omen he's been looking for. The gentleness of the moon lit the ground around him, so bright he could see his own shadow. The night of fallen stars, as his parents called it. While different families told different stories, Atlas had always believed they symbolized the fading of the oldest, forgotten cats in starclan. Rememberence was important to him. He feared, however, that no one would remember him when he was gone. A memory or a story, whatever it be he had to live on to some cat.

[ 129 words ]

-- cats on patrol
Atlas | he/him | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

-- custom predators / prey
n/a

-- level 0
experience: 42

-- items in inventory used
n/a

-- active quests:
n/a

-- opted in to death?
yes

-- inventory
prey | 1 FP | x1
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 4 FP | x0

herb | x0
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[Vivika]

✦ THE ELYSIAN FIELDS !!

xxxxx⊰ artmajor ✦ clan archive ✦ last post ⊱

His memory seemed to taint every street corner.

Once upon a lifetime ago, she’d met him here ━ right at this section of the city. In the haze and grey of the rain, where the only splash of color in the seas of monochromes was… him. He’d stood here once, the clocktower spelling out his tardiness, but still smiling. Still with that ridiculous glow in his eyes. Perhaps a glow she’d never see again.

Now, his laughter seemed ghostly in the winds, his witty jokes a soulless incantation in her ears, his face a mirage beside her as she ran farther and farther, beyond Valor to her destination. She kept her eyes forward, the rhythm of her steps steady against the cracked stone streets. She didn't dare look back. Because somewhere over her shoulder, a fateful clocktower hung.

A memory she couldn't unravel right now.

Only her love faltered for just a moment, daring to look back ━ claws clicking as he snatched up some fuel for their journey. (+1fp bugs, +1fp bugs, +1 hawkweed)


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“... this is the second time.” Sharp and brittle, a voice cut through her haze, the glint of his glasses reflecting in the shadows. “Once is a rare occurrence, but twice? Seems suspicious if you ask me. Someone’s to blame, I swear it.”

“I understand you’re upset.” Light haloed the Empas’s curls, a frown dusting her features as her paw fluttered to the necklace around her neck. “But this one isn’t one of ours-”

The Jurat stepped from the shadows, spiderweb fractures of light against his muzzle. He drew close, nose almost touching the other. “You're mistaken. You seem a little young ━ lacking experience, no?”

A warm flush bloomed across her cheeks. "I…"

"Why don't you run along and find someone who knows more about this━"

“Hey!” Ravage snapped her head high, chin lifted. Her fangs settled in a cool smile as she drifted close, circling the pair. "Take a step back; let's talk civilly."

The Jurat adjusted his glasses, polishing the rims with a strained smile. "Ah. If I may━"

Komodo's signs cut him off, crisp and clear. Let's hear from Empas first. (skirmish completed; only a minor argument takes place!)

“I’ve been investigating a certain scent.” A breathlessness laced the Empas’s voice, but there was an underlying strength beneath it as steady as a current of water. “It started in Empas, but seems to have crossed over to the Jurat border. I believe it’s a sick badger from beyond the walls.” (predator scented!)


⊰ A sick badger has been scented! Does the patrol investigate the matter or let it be in hopes the creature will leave in due time? ⊱

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⊰ patrol status updates ⊱

• all patrollers gained +10% hunger
  
• codex is not sick (healed!)

⊰ xp earnings (death opt in/out) ⊱…………………………

• +100xp for writing, +20xp for patrol sent
• +4xp for prey, +2xp for herbs, +20xp for sickness
• +10xp for completing border skirmish
⊰ findings ⊱

• +1fp bugs, +1fp bugs
  
• +1 hawkweed

⊰ level totals ⊱

• +156xp → level 5 (776/650xp)
  → level 6 (126/800xp)


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congrats! you've reached level six and earned an additional +3fp (your choice),
+3 herbs (your choice), +1 star's blessing, +1 boon of fertility and +100 stardust!

⊰ notes; n/a! <3
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[faelyn]

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the curdled cream of the crescent moon seemed almost faintly indigo in the violet dark of the night, each tainted ivory point melding into the empty ebony expanse.

and tonight, like a starry periwinkle mess cascading from above, the falling comet seemed almost iridescent in the dark-- shimmering with the essence of kaledscopic colors.
it was a ballerina, lost in an endless pirouette as its toes barely glimpsed the ebony midnight and descending as if it were an angel, crowned with a halo fathomed of gold laurel, before finally kissing the earth with a thud.

he wandered ever-so cautiously to the crater bejeweled with wilted strands of flora and the satin shell of hysterical beetles. in the center of it all, there was a glistening clump of iron lay, stardust clinging to its every edge.
(+1fp [bugs], +1 wild garlic, +1 immortality, +3exp)

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fp earned ✧ 1fp ───
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herbs earned ✧ +1
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user + clan ✧ strawberryj
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[Swishy & Broken]

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the current season is newleaf!

[strawberryjelly]

Tribe of the Fallen Light
Last Explore Post | Last Response Received

Examining the crater closely, Atlas carefully dug out the iron that had fallen with it, forever frozen in time. Legend has it that the stardust surrounding it gives the material a unique ability to transfer its energy onto the owner of its choice. However, there is no way of telling who the space iron will choose until it has already bonded with them.

Atlas knew that, if one thing was certain, he would claim this crater and build a future for his tribe even if only one cat remained. One paw at a time, he kicked his treasure back to the cave he was staying at. Even if it took all year, it would still be worth it. Such a treasure can’t go to waste.

The night was starting to rise when Atlas reached his camp. Yet, it smelt strange? Not like the cold stuffy air he was used to. No, something else was there. An orange cat was sleeping in the corner, but immediately awoke at the sound of Atlas’s footsteps.

“Who are you?? and what is that.” she looked puzzled, and rushes up.

“Not important. And this is my cave, please leave. I don’t have enough food to keep you here.” Atlas replied. “If you stay I can’t guarantee either of our safeties”

“Listen, I won’t bother you. Just ignore me, i’m not even here… My names Aurora, by the way.” Aurora, the orange cat, looked at him again. She moved a little closer to make out the iron ball. “Wait, is that an immortality ball? No way! My mom told me about those. She kinda looked at it like a last resort if somebody was dying from sickness.”

Atlas turned to look at her in surprise. If you didn’t see the crater, many cats wouldn’t even know the difference. Looking outside, the night sky was too dark to go hide the iron now. “Yes, yes, now it you’ll please excuse me, i’ll be going to sleep.”

And so he did, and in the morning before Aurora woke Atlas took off again. What he didn’t know was that Aurora had been awake all night, thinking of the iron lump and the strange cat she’d just met. Perhaps she’d follow him to learn more about him.

[ 377 words ]

-- cats on patrol
Atlas | he/him | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

Aurora | she/her | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

name | pro/nouns | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: Y/N

name | pro/nouns | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: Y/N

name | pro/nouns | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: Y/N

name | pro/nouns | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: Y/N

-- level 0
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-- items in inventory used
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-- active quests:
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-- opted in to death?
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-- inventory
prey | 1 FP | x2
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 4 FP | x0

wild garlic | x1
herb | x0
herb | x0

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[woes]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐠 .*⋆ Archive ⋆ Last post n/a ⋆ Last response n/a
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The stars gather 'round to witness to birth of a new clan...

Upon reaching this foggy forest, Crowstar had taken several days to rest. The journey here had been horribly exhausting, and the dreams that plagued him throughout the entire journey left his soul weary. If it were up to him, he would have remained in the makeshift bed he'd made for himself for another moon... but the rumbling of his stomach was beginning to keep him awake, and it seemed he could put off exploring his newfound home no longer.

I can rest again soon, it thought as he rose to its feet. But I've got to find something to eat.

He'd caught glimpses of prey when he first found the forest, but as the fog obscured the landscape around him, he found himself lost and uncertain of where to even begin searching. Perhaps, for now, he should just try to gain his bearings... food could come after figuring out where exactly he was.

His dreams had led him to this land, you see. After being forced from its old home, it'd wandered for moons trying to find somewhere safe and comfortable. When he'd caught a glimpse in its dreams of somewhere safe and secluded, away from the prying eyes and vicious fangs of rogues and hounds, he chased after it. Following wherever his soul led him, he eventually found his way here... And, while it was certainly quiet and calm here, the horribly dense fog made it difficult to tell where he'd come from and where he'd been. Even though it'd brought itself here, Crow was completely and utterly lost. It would be difficult to figure this place out, but Crowstar was certain that it would be able to make this forest his home. After all, something far greater than itself had clearly lead it here.

With a newfound determination to map out the territory, as well as the motivation that an empty belly provided, Crowstar set out to begin his exploration.

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[ .*⋆ 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 ]

⋆ Crowstar | He / It | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Not Sick
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[ .*⋆ 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐬 ]

⋆ Level 0 / 0 exp.
⋆ Not opted in to death.
⋆ No custom predators / prey.

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[ .*⋆ 𝐈𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ]

⋆ Prey: N/a (-fp).
⋆ Herbs: N/a.

[ .*⋆ 𝐈𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐔𝐬𝐞𝐝 ]

⋆ N/a.

[ .*⋆ 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 ]

⋆ N/a.