death city : weekly tasks(08/08)

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    “Bloodclan, gather around for a weekly task!” The ivory guard proclaimed from within the church, lengthy tail swishing behind her towering form. Having been honored the opportunity to prove herself, Ivory was going to do just that.


    / mobile uwu


    —— ★ “I’ll have one,” he said, padding up to Ivory with a flick of his scruffy, rat-like tail. “But take it easy on these old bones,” he purred. In truth, he really had been feeling as if he’d aged twenty moons in just few days, worn down by the weight of his new responsibilities and the nightmares that had been stealing his sleep. Thankfully it didn’t show on his face, unless one leaned in close enough to see the dark bags under his eyes, camouflaged against deep gray fur.

    tags

    ♛ Asher was next to approach Ivory, with a quick scoff at Sabotage's words. Old bones, sure. The head guard was hardly older than Asher himself. "I'll take one too," he mewed to his fellow guard.

       

    Trickling from the darkness, wounding it with the arctic hue of his pelt as he bled forth on the command of silent bony paws. The ivory guard called to Bloodclan, her voice resonating along the long carefully sculpted halls. Keaton’s spine snaking visibly as he weaved through the pews to take a spot near the guard and head of said division. "I, as well" he rasped, gliding his tongue across his pearly incisors.

    KEATON'S STATS. [UPD. 08/08]

    out of character: bumping


    victoria didnt know much of what she could do, but she was rather interested in a task. "oh ivory! me!" she squeaked, rushing towards sabotage and ivory. excitement gleamed in her eyes.

    Icy blue gaze drifted towards the first to arrive, a small smile lingering on her ebony-lined lips. "Sabotage, dear, would you mind hosting an ally event with Keaton?" Her voice purred lightly, exchanging her gaze towards Asher next. Considering they only had but one ally left, Darkclan if her memory served correctly, it was in their best interest to solidify their alliance. "Asher could gather a border patrol? I've scented enemies near our borders recently, how about reminding them Bloodclan borders aren't to be taken lightly." Then came a bounding kitten, one Ivory quite enjoyed to be honest, "Tori! Could you host a game for the whole clan, I bet you could come up with a great one."


    /sorry for the wait guys <3

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    —S A B O T A G E—

    —— ★ He nodded, smiling, in assent to taking on the task. There were a number of reasons he wanted to meet their allies in DarkClan, but first and foremost he wanted to see for himself BloodClan's lost deputy. How Keaton would react... well, he had no idea. Hopefully, the mutilated ex-healer could find a feeling of betrayal along the way, perhaps even resentment for Nathanos' abandonment. But only time would tell that. "We should get started planning then, hm?" He said, raising his brows slightly as he glanced at Keaton.

    tags

    Wither and Decay; End this Destiny —

    Appearance

    "Ivory," The pure white she-cat would trot over towards the group, her tail flicking behind her in merriment as her deep dark blue eyes glittered in what appeared to be amusement. "I'd love a task if you have one." She would smile warmly at her clanmate and she tilted her head in curiosity. Megara had always been one for socialization and what better way to socialize then to volunteer for tasks?



               


    tags + bio + plot


    Sabotage’s silent suspicions, so true yet unbeknownst to Keaton. He hadn’t a clue how much the head guard was tuned in. The task they had been assigned together made him want to laugh. Not by any means of humor, but disbelief. He simply tipped his chin to Ivorymoon and turned a gentle eye on the deep smoke that was Sab. "sounds like a plan" he returned with a flick of his tail. Ideas thrashing around in his head, but everything screamed, ‘things that kept Nathanos and Eaglestar away from him’. Not jealousy, no, it was not jealousy. He told himself time and time again, he’d tell Sab about it of course. He needed to get it off his chest.

    KEATON'S STATS. [UPD. 08/17]