The Kingdom of Reana-Roleplay Thread

As the cats sorted back into their groups, Ivory began to walk out of the castle. He decided that going on a hunt would be just the thing for him, and it would really be nice if he could finally puzzle out the mysterious arrival of the pebble. Ivory held the pebble in his jaws as he walked out of the castle. It was about midday, so he had plenty of time to hunt. The monarch walked out of the large gates, heading for a spot by a babbling brook he knew well.
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Oblivion looked around, slightly bored. Ira and Soren were involved in a discussion. oblivion decided to go and hunt- maybe that would clear her mind. The fresh-kill pile looked slightly low, and a few more pieces of prey never hurt anyone. With the conviction in mind, Oblivion walked into the gardens and out that way, deciding to hunt in a place she really hadn't visited all that much. It was said to be a good hunting spot.

Ivory soon reached the spot by the brook that he remembered so well. So many memories had been made here. He purred, taking a short drink from the stream as he set the pebble beside him. The forest was lovely, sunlight filtering in through the emerald leaves. The air was light and smelled just like springtime. He could almost forget about ominous sign... Ivory's gaze wandered to the pebble. The white seemed almost like cracks, and the red was like blood... Cracks? The Kingdom would fracture? Blood would spill? He sighed. He wasn't good at this- not at all. But he was the monarch of the Kingdom. It was Ivory's job to decode the sign. That he couldn't ignore.
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Oblivion kept walking, not noticing Soren and Indigo until Futuresight began to claw at his throat. She turned, eyes wide in suprise. "Futuresight!" she cried, watching him convulse. The star-cat raced to him as Soren tried to drag him to her den. "What happened?! Did you see?" she asked Indigo. "Why- why did he do that?!" Oblivion stared after Soren and Futuresight, eyes wild. "I'm going after them." she said, racing to keep up. "Soren! What happened?!"

Ivory raised his head as Blaze and Starwatcher appeared to him. "Thank you." he said to the prophecy. Another prophecy- Twolegs, Upwalkers. He knew there was a proper name for them but he had never bothered to find out- was it humans, what Starwatcher had said? Either way, they were the other animals, the ones who brought their pets with them that tore up the earth and moved it to who-knows-where. There's going to be a war. The realization was startling and shocking. Ivory nearly shivered with it. The Kingdom had to fight. But when, where, what, and... why?
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Oblivion nodded, accepting the wise medicine cats' words. "Alright." she took what looked like poppy seeds- some small black ones stored in a dried flower that was a wilted red. "Are these it?" Oblivion asked, before taking the moss. She walked over a few steps to the pond, before dipping in the moss until it was thoroughly soaked. She laid it by Futuresight's head. "Here." Oblivion sat on anxiously, wondering she she should stay or go.

Ivory tried to wrap his head around the prophecy. it was connected to the pebble, which was dropped at his den at the time of Gleam and Indigo's birth... Were they all connected? he looked at the pebble. it didn't seem to hold any clues as to if the siblings would impact the Kingdom, not at all. it was just an ordinary pebble, aside from the red and the white. The white could mean something was ensnaring the Kingdom, and the red obviously meant blood. An enemy from outside, not within? He anxiously looked around, realizing the sun was setting. the golden light began to fade from the clearing as ivory realized that he had done virtually nothing, and camp was relatively far away. he sighed in mild irritation as he began to head home.
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"Thank you." said Oblivion. She sat down. The silence stretched out for a while, until oblivion broke it first. "How is he going to eat?" The star-cat eyed the raw, oozing wounds in Futuresight's flesh, fighting not to cringe. it looked very painful, and she wasn't sure how swallowing would go. "I mean- how is he going to swallow food, that's what.' The she-cat winced in sympathy, casting a glance at the fresh-kill pile It looked quite low. "Oh, and should I grab something for you? It's getting late."