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Younglings to Trainees (please respond to let us know what district you want your cat in) Altair-chan → Altair-kun (complacentdevil ) - Ambassador Huxley-chan → Huxley-kun (@atomheart ) - Punishment Kassandra-chan → Kassandra-kun (strawberrycupid ) - Ambassador Psychedelia-chan → Psychedelia-kun (@atomheart ) - Foreign Affairs Six-chan → Six-kun (biyuu ☆彡 ) - Internal Affairs
Another month meant another set of ceremonies. Funk was almost confident in finding a new camp, but not enough to leave the tunnels he had gotten used to. The promotees were presented berries once again, all different than the others. And there were less whispers this time. The clan had come to accept this new change, his new game. Now to see where they would pick.
Post by complacentdevil on Apr 12, 2021 22:01:15 GMT -5
Altair-kun was full of pride, he had grown rather conditioned during his time in the nursery, and his eyes shown with a glint of something rather... sinister as compared to when he was a youngling, though the sly smile on his maw wouldn't betray him from portraying that he felt any other emotion than satisfaction. It would be no surprise that he announced his decision with a steady voice and a puffed chest, "Ambassador," he stated, also no surprise that he would follow in his father's footsteps, though he had already shown a particular interest in darker affairs. As he bent to take his berry he locked his narrowed amber eyes on his nemesis, the same spark in them as before as he stared the older tom down, making sure to chew thoroughly with a closed maw before he swallowed it down, his gaze never quavering.
Six-kun swallowed down her own berry, muttering a muffled internal affairs, through her mouthful of mush. She watched Altair-kun out of the corner of her eye, wary of the effects the berries could have.
Post by strawberrycupid on Apr 22, 2021 20:03:30 GMT -5
Kassandra-kun noticed this group was a bit more cautious than the last one. Strange, she figured it would have been the opposite. But even as her brother inhaled the berry in his staring contest with the nemesis, she waited for a moment longer. The skin of the berry didn't look punctured, but even with all the time in the shaman's den, she couldn't really decipher just what this berry was. Cautiously, she took it between her teeth, testing its resistance before biting down fully. Juice leaked out the side of her cheek as she mumbled. "Ambassadors also."
@atomheart // also Honeystorm , you can come have 4 be killed if you want
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POSTEDApr 26, 2021 19:41:08 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Psychedelia-kun trotted up to the selection of berries and pursued them. She selected a rather lumpy, white looking berry and crunched down on it. She made a slight face at the surprising tartness of the fruit. “I would like Foreign Affairs.” Her blue eyes met Funk’s, his niece was proving to be a handful. She was extremely curious and was running out of things to get into while staying at camp. Though she did lack all but the lightest amount of supervision.
Huxley-kun stepped forward confident his mothers would not let Funk poison him. So he selected one of the many round, shiny red berries. Unfortunately the one he pick had a large pit that spit back out. “Punishment, I wish to follow Innocentia’s teachings.” He spoke like an old soul, trying to sound important.
Post by strawberrycupid on Apr 27, 2021 17:17:25 GMT -5
"Great, great." Funk said halfheartedly, scratching on the ground like he could actually write down what everyone said. It was pretty easy though. Everyone got one except for Shina who got two of his own kits. Now if only he had showed up. He looked over the other three proxies, wondering what they thought. But no one offered up a word about it, so Funk didn't say anything else. "Congratulations to all. I hope the berries treat you well. Proxies, you know who'll be joining you so I'll let you take care of it. As for Ambassadors..." Funk looked over the crowd, his tongue clicking as his gaze finally landed on someone. "Nereus, you'll take care of your proxy's business while he is gone, right?"
In the crowd, a grey head immediately nodded, and Funk was satisfied with that for now.
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POSTEDApr 29, 2021 19:56:57 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
honey amber eyes narrowed on the nemesis almost in suspicion when he spoke of her mate's disappearance. Tempest hadn't seen Shina since their kits were born, resulting in the shaman to withdraw further in on herself than she had been before the now former ambassador proxy had brought some light into her life. Now that he was gone a black cloud had settled over the she-cat, causing even her newly promoted kits to look at her differently. Deep down there was little doubt in her mind that Funk E'Tan secretly had something to do with her mate's sudden disappearance. As for a motive she couldn't be sure but she wouldn't put it passed him.
At The mention of Nereus the stormy she cat turned to look at the cat in question attempting to meet his gaze.
Post by strawberrycupid on May 10, 2021 23:38:43 GMT -5
Nereus swallowed dryly at the sudden responsibility. But he would do it. He was never one to disobey an order, one from Funk no less. The tom's face had lived in his nightmares for moons, it hadn't changed since Leviathan and him came here. In fact, it made it worse. Nereus never saw Funk, or rarely did, but he couldn't forgive the Nemesis. Not for what happened to his clan. But he felt another gaze on him, and looked over to meet Tempest's. And Nereus felt the blood in his veins turn to ice.
