Cass - Maned Wolf - Shapeshifter - Riverclan - TAGS
"Uh, are there any owls?" Cass didn't know what it was about those birds, but she loved them. They were oddly adorable to her, and a stuffed one would just be great to cuddle with when she slept. After all, she had nothing else to cuddle with anyways. She started eyeing the pile of stuffed animals, checking if there were any of the little owls she was looking for.
Guys, I kinda want to do a kindergarten or elementary school AU, and the adults just have to put up with all these crazy, problematic kids.
I'll make the kindergarten/elementary school au sometime!
But that AU would be beautiful.
I want there to be lots of fish puns.
Ooh, the Password is Riverfam, forgot it was there. Sorry about that!
I can remove it if you guys want, just though it'd keep random people from joining.
Are you asking what the game is?
It's an online Cards Against Humanity.
Which, if you know Cards Against Humanity, it can be pretty offensive and inappropriate.
But it's all for fun, so no real harm is meant by anything people play there.
Cass - Maned Wolf - Shapeshifter - Riverclan - TAGS
Setting up a craft? That would be fun! The maned wolf smiled, nodding. "Alright, I'll go do that!" and with that, Cass was darting off to do whatever the hell kind of craft she would come up with.
Cass - Maned Wolf - Shapeshifter - Riverclan - TAGS
So, Cass had been given the task to do some sort of craft with everyone. That couldn't be too hard, could it? Really, the biggest challenge would just be having to figure out what to make, and to find the supplies to do so. Tye-dying was the exact idea she had for the craft. With the help of some NPCS, and her own exploration, she was able to find enough items that would work out for this. Ranging from scarves, shirts, hats, and really any wearable accessory. She also had a major assortment of rubber bands, and anything to tie up these fabrics. She had a major assortment of dyes, which were actually the hardest part about setting this whole thing up. She also had a bunch of mats, buckets, and really anything where people can put their stuff to dye it and let it dry. This was supposed to be fun and let people have some creative freedom.
"Hey! Come over here if you want to tie-dye some stuff!"
Cass - Maned Wolf - Shapeshifter - Riverclan - TAGS
"What? Sexual? No way! Where'd you even get that idea?" Geez, how did he even think that this thing was sexual? She was more shocked to even hear him ask that, rather than the fact that he'd never even heard of it. " Tie-dying is when you take a clothing or fabric, and you use dye and rubber bands to put fun patterns on it! There's a lot of different ways of going about it, too." She had no idea what these two were even thinking this was. Maybe she'd need to show them an example of what it could look like? Cass glanced around, trying to search for that beanie she was making earlier. Glancing around, Cass found the beanie laying down on one of the towels she left lying around. She slowly moved over to picking it up, making sure that they could both see it. "Like this!" She held up a purple, pink and blue tie-dyed beanie, which formed a swirl on multiple parts of the hat. Hopefully, they'd have an understanding of the concept now.
Cass - Maned Wolf - Shapeshifter - Riverclan - TAGS
Something about the beach just kept drawing Cass back. There was just something about the waves, and the tranquility it held. It was one of those places she felt relaxed. Even if she'd nearly drowned around here before, she still loved it there. Her attachment to the beach may of been odd to some, but Cass didn't care at this point.
For about an hour, the maned wolf had been watching the waves. At this point, it was dark out. Although, Cass didn't mind. She could sleep at the beach for all she really cared.
Cass - Maned Wolf - Shapeshifter - Riverclan - TAGS
In the time that Cass had spent at the beach, she explored as much as possible. On occasion, she'd find little things that would wash up. In this case, Cass happened to find some tools to make a sand castle. Surely, that had to be some fun! The maned wolf had spent the past hour or two collecting all the little things she could that would be able to build this sand castle. She'd seen some before that some NPCS put together, and she wanted to try and make a good one. Sure, quite a few of them made extremely complex ones that didn't require using the various molds, but Cass didn't really care. All she cared about was having some fun.
Scooping up some wet sand, the maned wolf started filling up one of the little tower-looking molds. She flipped it over, patting it so it would stay on the ground. Good, one part of the castle was down. She started placing a few more towers, and even leveling out some of the sand beneath and around them, to create a more clear area that she was working on. But as soon as she started working more, a large wave crashed, knocking over the tower and spray Cass with water. Why did she have such poor luck with water? The frustration just made Cass want to scream.
From there, she moved on where the water had no chance of touching her. Although, there was one problem. She'd have to actually run back and forth to actually get some useful sand. Then again, she could just fill one of the larger sand pails with some of the wet sand to make it easier on her. And with that, she ran over to the wet sand, scooped up some of it, and brought it back to the shore. From there, she started picking out space she wanted to work on, making little scratches in the sand of where she wanted things to go. Finally, she started filling up some molds and putting them where she wanted them to go. She'd carve out little windows and some brick textures on some of the towers, just to make it look a little more appealing. Oh, how relaxing this was.
*chants* join discord join discord join discord
I like how everyone is getting captured or dealing with a lot of shit in their lives.
Meanwhile, Cass is just hanging out on the beach building sand castles.
Eyy, happy birthday! Hope you have a wonderful day!
And happy early birthday!
It's beautiful.
Well, first you start off by not having a life...
Cass - Maned Wolf - Shapeshifter - Riverclan - TAGS
At least half of Cass's time was spent at the beach. Maybe it wasn't really anything productive in any way, but at least she could keep an eye out for anyone coming in from the beach. So when she noted some sweater-wearing stranger was at the beach, she figured the best thing to do was talk to him. Of course, Wilford already seemed to beat her to saying the first words. What a shame. The maned wolf trotted over towards the little group that was already there. "Hey! Welcome to Riverclan." She wasn't sure if this stranger knew anything about where he was, but she figured she might as well bring it up.
Cass - Maned Wolf - Shapeshifter - Riverclan - TAGS
The past few days were a bit odd for Cass. Things just felt off. Something just felt completely wrong. Dreams were fragmented; they were all full of different events. Cass hadn't encountered any of these. Yet there was still something there. Something drove her to keep thinking about her dreams. Something about them felt familiar. But there was no way she could've seen this before, right? Was there even a meaning to all this?
No, there couldn't be a meaning. They just had to be harmless dreams. Although, the more and more they would occur, the more real everything felt. These dreams were haunting her. Her thoughts were becoming more and more consumed by these dreams as the days dragged on. Her mind was filled with the voices from her dreams. They were new to her, yet so familiar. Cass was terrified.
The most detailed thing she could recall was someone calling out her name. Something about the stranger's voice terrified her. Yet, at the same time, she felt completely sad and empty whenever their voice would enter her dreams. Who was this stranger? Maybe she'd never figure it out. Perhaps they were just a figment of her imagination. Maybe it was someone she knew at some point - someone she forgot about.
She'd been spending her time staring out at the sea. It was the only place she could really go just to think. These dreams, these thoughts, were so persistent. Why did it have to be her, of all people? Cass wasn't good with these kinds of things. As far as she could remember, she was never good with these things.
Remember.
It was that voice. That same voice that left her feeling empty inside. What did this mean? What was she supposed to remember? She didn't know. Maybe she'd never know. Sighing, Cass buried her face into her paws. "What does it all mean?"
I got a 73%.
This is a cool idea! I may end up making one for Cass later, but I'm honestly not sure if there is much for me to really put in the quiz.
