Warriors: Choose Your Own Adventure (COMPLETE)

[Arcaii]

Choices:

1: A car accident
2: I'm missing a foot?
3: I'm missing a foot?
4: Fell off on its own
5: Fell off on its own
6: Fell off on its own
7: I'm missing a foot?

Roll says... 1: A car accident.


"I was struck in a car accident," you say, matching her stare evenly. "A twoleg brought me here so a vet could fix it, but it was better off amputated."

Leadership +1.

"That's awful," says the huge tom. He looks genuinely upset by this information. "And that's why you're so far away from home! Your family must be really worried."

You nod. "We don't usually travel. They must have assumed I'm dead by now."

You immediately wish you hadn't said that, because he looks completely heartbroken, huddling like a sad little kitten. Adder rolls her eyes and walks over to gently pat him with her paw.

"All the more reason to get you home as soon as possible," Pretty Boy says. "Come here."

You glance at Scat. He shakes his fur and leads the way, tail stiff. You sit down opposite the three other cats. With Adder joining you, you form a complete circle. In the center, there's a large amount of scratches and marks in the dust.

"Can you read this?" Pretty Boy asks.

You shake your head. "I don't know what I'm supposed to be reading."

"Map," says Scat. He cranes his scrawny neck, stretching it out to an unnatural degree to look the markings over. "'Samap."

"Correct." Pretty Boy lifts a rather dainty paw and points to a round shape. "This is Derby, the city we're in right now. Here-" he points to two lines that cross each other, with strange marks on each end. "These are the directions - north, south, east, and west. Derby is in the west."

You know the directions relative to your territory, but these shapes are puzzling you. "Why are they marked like that?"

"It's a shorthand for nomads," says Roan. "North is the eye, south is the tail." She points to a curved line with a cut below it, and then a wavy symbol like a snake. "East is the sun, west is the moon." She motions to another small, round symbol with three claw marks spread under it and a half-round shape.

"The sun rises in the east and sets in the west," Pretty Boy adds.

You stare at him. "It does?"

"Mhm." Pretty Boy looks amused. "I imagine the direction of the sun wouldn't matter to a stationary group, but for nomads, it's essential knowledge. Do you know where Mercy's Eye is?"

"I don't even know what Mercy's Eye is," you admit.

"It's the only star in the sky that doesn't move during the night," says Laurel. "If you're ever confused on which direction to go, the bright star points north."

A bright star sounds familiar, but you narrow your eyes. "The stars move all the time."

"Not this one," says Laurel. "It gives travelers a helping paw in making it to their destination safely. Before you leave, come during the night and we'll point it out."

"Icancome," Scat mumbles. He has to repeat himself when everyone looks at him.

"That'll work just fine," Pretty Boy says. "We'll keep a sentry up to watch for you. Now, on to the map..."

[Arcaii]

"Here is Derby, in the west. You'll want to travel south-east to find Momma's caravan. There's a fair amount of wilderness to get through- I assume you know how to hunt?"

"Yes," you say. You almost add that you taught Thimble, too, but you remind yourself that you still haven't agreed to let her go with you.

"Excellent." Pretty Boy moves his paw from the shape meaning Derby to a pair of lines that angle upwards. At the angle, there's a variety of shapes that you don't even bother to ask about. "Right at this curve is Momma. You want to look for a glen of trees. The soil will be rich and covered in plants, and trees will be more healthy than anywhere else. You'll smell something, too." He draws a line below the curve, mussing with the dirt to make a hollow mark. "Salt. You've probably never seen the ocean, have you?"

"No."

"You'll know it the moment you see it. Even smelling it, you'll know. There's nothing in the world like it. It'll make your home's lake look like a puddle."

You're not sure what to make of this, but you just wait for him to continue.

"The paths are marked here and there from the old days," he says. "You'll find claw marks on posts or signs. That's how you'll know you're going the right way. If you keep a consistent walking speed, and you walk until the sun sets or rises, you should find at least two a day."

"And if I'm not sure that I've found one?" you say.

"Look for southeast." Pretty Boy puts a paw in the air, like hes about to bat something. "The sun rises in the east, and so does the moon. Depending on the time of day, walk against it or towards it to head east." He motions left and right with his paw. "The more you walk down the road (that is, south), the more vibrant things will get. You'll know if you're heading the right way by that."

"That's a bit vague, Mist," says Laurel. He looks to you and beams again. "Flowers like gorse and thrift will crop up more. The grass will be taller, and everything will feel a little more cold. The wind will start picking up, also."

You nod, carefully trying to memorize their directions.

"Momma will probably just let you in," Pretty Boy says. "But just in case, tell her that Mist sent you. There should be at least one cat walking around the perimeter, watching for strangers."


Anything else?
Thank you.
I think I've got it.
Say nothing.

[detective who.]

"Anything else?"

[~*Amber*~]

thank you...

[Comettail76]

"Thank you."

[abxy]

"Anything else?"

[Greenleaf]

"Is there anything else I need to know?" I ask.

[hqmary]

Say nothing.

[agathokakologic]

"Anything else?"

[Wolvine]

Anything else?