𝑴𝑶𝑼𝑺𝑬𝑹꧁ 𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 !

white noise

my mind had an awakening yesterday , and i vividly recalled one of my first group roleplays way back when in amino , when it was still a child and the warriors amino didn't have 300k members and only around 1,000 . i created a little group roleplay centered around a fan clan called dawmclan . set in a  mystical , mushroom and fern forest with bamboo dotting every other open spot because i was a wee kid and i heavily fixated on mushrooms , ferns and bamboo .

this was the first roleplay nightfall premiered as an oriental shorthair , a very fresh character who still needed some adjustments . instead of immediately becoming a nursery dad when he joined the clan , he was actually more capable than the nightfall of now . he was still a big PANIC  but he was also one of dawnclan ' s best hunters -- especially when it came to fishing . he was a master of the waves , taming the raging rivers that cut through dawnclan territory  . and it was while fishing where he lost the sbility to hear .

in this roleplay we had a fun gimmick of using a random generator / dice roll to decide what would happen to a certain character or a group of characters every few hours where people were the most active .  the roleplay was semi - plotted , open where every character ' s decision would drastically veer the story and produce long lasting consequences . the generator would roll a character (s) and then it would roll an event . sometimes it would roll the entire clan , which in this case it would natural disasters , epidemic disease , drought , prey scarceness , etc .

it was a very unfortunate day for dear nightfall

he was attacked by a loose dog half - brigthheart stile but instead of losing half a face he lost both his ears , poor thing . thankfully the rest of the hunting patrol was close enough to hear the struggle & carnage going on . enough time to fend the canine off and rush nightfall back to the densite .

ruptured eardrums caused severe hearing loss , deep wounds , and the bobbed tail ! it wasn ' t a mutation this time , it was yoinked off by a dog . he spent several moons in the medicine cat den , and you could only imagine how self - deprecating he was being . a cripple ' s only fate was the elder ' s den . however , he was still much too young to retire . like , i believe he was only around three  / four years old at this point .

instead of going to the elder ' s den , he became a nursery dad ! he raised and fostered eight kittens throughout the rest of the roleplay . kittens who were orphaned or special needs . his first daughter was vixenkit(paw/leap) , who suffered from bulimia , anger issues and social anxiety . fallenpaw(storm) was neurodivergent , and beetlekit(paw/wing) had dwarfism .

other kits on the list were snakekit(paw/strike), cloudkit(paw), tempest(paw/sight)., shrewkit(paw) and pebblekit. . roleplayers were creating new kit characters just so they could be fostered by mama nightfall lol . it was pretty great despite everything .

oh , and flamepath was there as always . he was roleplayed by another person . fretting and worrying and deserting his deputy dutiesjust  to be with nightfall twenty four seven . he loved all of his adopted daughters and sons as much as nightfall . there was a lot of drama involving them , vixenleap and a nursery queen . things got spicy spicy let me tell you lol !

kittens featured ;  vixenleap Ibig maine coone) , fallenpaw ( snowshoe ) , bettlekit ( ginger tabby) !