(INACTIVE)Warriors Roleplay! - New Dawn

(INACTIVE)Warriors Roleplay! - New Dawn

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INACTIVE ROLEPLAY. DO NOT JOIN! will be revamped and rebooted soon. Join the fight for survival! Join your clan! Become who you were destined to be! It's been countless seasons since the reign of Bramblestar and all cats of their generation have been forgotten to time. The clans still live by the lake, but Twolegs are beginning to push their borders, rogues and kittypets threaten clan life, and wars rage among the borders of the clans. You are here, you can choose your path, you can shape the future of the clans. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Please vote to better reach more roleplayers and create a fun and active roleplay :)
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"Dead bodies were- littered everywhere." She struggled to find her voice. "A cat who's claws are stained red roams our borders, no one can stop her! Many will attempt but they won't make it out alive!"With one large and terrifying gasp for air she collapsed to the ground. "Be aware, Breezepaw. Danger will come crawling where you least expect it. Like a cricket hiding within the grass." A cat roams owlclan's borders with blood stained claws and a pelt littered with battle scars. She's on a killing spree, a ravage some may call it. She doesn't hesitate to rip out the throats of those who defy her and you shouldn't test her temper. The moment this tortoiseshell got a wiff of blood she knew she would love to see others bathed in it. So this is what victory feels like? Seeing your opponent's look of terror as they realize what you've just done to them. It's marvelous, nothing can match. It don't matter who you are, you can be her kin, her leader or her friend. It doesn't matter if you get in her way she won't hesitate to rip you of your life. A Massacre that resulted in Owlclan's downfall. Caused by one cat. "I told you I always win, _______" - Her last words.

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