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Post by Mushroomstar on Feb 16, 2019 17:33:02 GMT -5
We are all stones, all different shapes and sizes. Separated we are nothing but rocks, but together we can soar to new heights creating our own
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It was time again for the ritual that happened every new moon. This time it was different though than previously. When shadowclan had been with the group Radio had 100% made sure every cat had a piece of meat to bury their seed with. This was to ensure he did not have to punish any of those who brought nothing to the table. But now they were back on their own. All cats over 4 moons old had to bring back some type of meat, whether from prey or themselves it did not matter as long as it was flesh that would feed the seed. He got to the center of everyone, the lack of moonlight only made him blend in more, but luckily cats could see in the dark. He cleared his voice and meowed "Welcome. Cats of The Towers. We prepare ourselves to continue our ritual as we do each new moon. Our gatherers found many seeds for you to bury in our beautiful garden. I greatly hope each of you has brought your prey or flesh to help ensure the life of this seed you plan to bury." He waved his paw a bit at the assistants who all had small piles of seeds with them. Each one walking around gently dropping a seed of unknown origin. As they did that Radio continued to meow "We are blessed this new moon that no deaths have occurred...However there is still some sad news. Two kittens born in our group have abandoned us for the outsiders. I know it is quite a shock, but we will not let this discourage us. They will eventually see what a much better life they have here. In better news we gained a new member from said clans. Please welcome Camilla to our little group." He purred softly, his whiskers twitching a little.
With no burials to be done Radio did not move and announced loudly "Now before we continue the ritual, the floor is open to chatter with each other, you may speak to me during this time too if you wish. Afterwards we will proceed with the ceremony."What does heaven look like? |
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Post by Ferntrail on Feb 17, 2019 19:37:34 GMT -5
 lifes a bit scary sometimes Radio's friendly grin was enough to coax a small smile from Camilla's fluffy face. The freckles that dusted her nose scrunched up with her grin. Camilla found Radio's words to be instantly comforting, her posture perking up. "Your a good friend, Radio." The word friend made Camilla feel happy and at ease.
Then Radio pointed at Jay and her pastel blue eyes landed on Jay.The day Camilla had been recruited was a blur, but she did remember Jay. "Jay was nice, Sharkfang didn't like her though." Camilla's voice dropped at the last bit. She was upset that she hadn't seen Sharkfang in moons but he had to around here somewhere. Camilla was good at moving on though, and she'd move on from him. Never in her life had Camilla been attached to anything.
Even when her mother had died, she had just left her frozen body and continued on walking. The Towers made her feel... different though, like things actually mattered. "I was, uh, wondering exactly how to do it? I don't want to disrepect anyone by getting it wrong, you see!"
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Post by jay on Feb 17, 2019 21:44:39 GMT -5
Rushing back through to the ritual spot Jay was huffing with prey in her mouth and her pelt looking like a rat’s nest. Looking around she snuck in and stayed moreso near the shadows until she was appropriately groomed and presentable again. Dropping the plump mouse at her paws, one paw was kept on top of it as she began grooming herself. Licking down fur and nipping at matted spots to loosen and smooth them down. Ears peeking at Radio’s ending words Jay was glad to hear a new recruit was joining them. Looking around she tried to snag a look at this young cat. Jay wanted to see if this cat could be useful to her and her work.
Shrugging it off as her gazing about led to little help in identifying, grooming became more intense. Though an ear was kept perked as she swore she heard someone say something or call a name.
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Post by Mushroomstar on Mar 21, 2019 22:45:46 GMT -5
We are all stones, all different shapes and sizes. Separated we are nothing but rocks, but together we can soar to new heights creating our own
tower
Radio wasn't usually approached at the rituals as timidly as the new comer had came up to him. He looked at her with a warm smile as she called his name. She had chosen a job and was proudly learning the ropes of it which was delightful to Radio. Already the clans nearby were paying off. Soon more would see the clear superiority of his group and job. Live good long lives, produce, and ultimately die for the cause. Gaia would proudly take them as well and they will nurture the future. He hummed softly "Hello Camilla, don't look so nervous my dear it's perfectly fine to come up and speak to me about anything. We are all friends, while I may be the leader you don't need to be intimidated by me. Friends don't have to to be intimidated by one another.." His tail flicked softly as he meowed "This is your first ritual...I can see the puzzled look on her face, don't fret my dear I'm happy to help you along your journey, so is everyone else." a smile curled on his face a bit. He noticed Jay out of the corner of his eyes and pointed her out to Camilla "Look, there's a familiar face. It's Jay the one who recruited you. Marvelous job she does I tell you. If you ever happen to be lost and can't find me, find someone you know or perhaps a new face if we are both out. We have teachers who would love to teach you the rituals" he placed a paw over her shoulder "Now what is it you wished to ask me about my dear?"What does heaven look like? |
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Post by Ferntrail on Mar 30, 2019 17:59:18 GMT -5
lifes a bit scary sometimes Radio's friendly grin was enough to coax a small smile from Camilla's fluffy face. The freckles that dusted her nose scrunched up with her grin. Camilla found Radio's words to be instantly comforting, her posture perking up. "Your a good friend, Radio." The word friend made Camilla feel happy and at ease.
Then Radio pointed at Jay and her pastel blue eyes landed on Jay.The day Camilla had been recruited was a blur, but she did remember Jay. "Jay was nice, Sharkfang didn't like her though." Camilla's voice dropped at the last bit. She was upset that she hadn't seen Sharkfang in moons but he had to around here somewhere. Camilla was good at moving on though, and she'd move on from him. Never in her life had Camilla been attached to anything.
Even when her mother had died, she had just left her frozen body and continued on walking. The Towers made her feel... different though, like things actually mattered. "I was, uh, wondering exactly how to do it? I don't want to disrepect anyone by getting it wrong, you see!"
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Post by Mushroomstar on Apr 19, 2019 0:01:44 GMT -5
We are all stones, all different shapes and sizes. Separated we are nothing but rocks, but together we can soar to new heights creating our own
tower
Radio gave a firm delighted smile as the female told him he was a good friend "I delight being friends with all who serve in the group. Even if we all have different personalities, such as stones who have different shapes, we all can fit and make a tower." he got a bit preachy for a movement before letting himself settle down. This wasn't the ritual for him to speak his mouth off about how valuable everyone is, and about Gaia. This was the celebration of new life."Sharkfang, yes. Jay told me a bit about him, he apparently was very fatherly to you according to her and that you looked up to him. I do hope he comes to join us. It is sad to lose a friend when they don't follow you to a new life." his paw gently touched her back in a comforting way as her voice dropped. His toes rubbing into her back like a massage. When the female asked about the ceremony, how exactly it was done to not be disrespectful. He chuckled softly "You would only be disrespectful if you ate the prey mistaking this ritual for the feast." he patted her head a bit and took her prey item and the seed in both paws. "You see, I learned seasons ago if one plants a seed with prey it grows faster and stronger. It feeds off it. It is like extra nutrition. You may not be familiar with two-leg life, but they use something called fertilizer. While it is not flesh like ours, it has the same concept. Both help the plants grow. So all you need to do is plant them beside each other in the hole. Then bury them. If you can remember where you buried the seed you might find your own little tower growing up before your eyes in the garden." he purred before handing back the items to the she-cat. What does heaven look like? |
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Post by jay on Apr 24, 2019 20:15:18 GMT -5
A chill ran down her back as if someone was pointing her out or talking behind her back. Shaking it off she scanned the area again. Noticing her little recruit was talking to Radio. “That must be where the chill came from... I was probably being pointed out for recruiting them or something...” she lowly spoke to herself letting the ritual be as it usually was. Not much in mingling since all the Towers knew her ways Jay stayed where she was. Her grooming regime resumed on and off as she’d sneak a wave toward Radio and the little one. It was better to keep on good terms with him than end up in worse shape. Lightly purring she felt much less tense; especially now that she knew her job was fulfilled for now aside from her beauty redefined after a pleasant grooming.
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