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BEAR. September 21st, 2024 04:13 PM
Bone Crest Throne
 
Note: This is the main thread for the Atari, a mountain faction isolated from the Clans. Though outsiders are free to use it, be aware it is at your own risk! Clan cats should not appear here without OOC permission from the RiverClan leader or staff.
The Bone Crest Throne Overview

Deep into the mountains, surrounded by sheer cliffs and scraggly rocks, lives a group of cats called The Atari. Led by an iron-clawed ruler mysteriously called The Crown, the Atari are well-adapted to their rocky surroundings and have mastered the art of getting around the range. Days are often sweltering here, with nights often becoming much more cool. These cats have survived and braved the regions difficult climate and have thrived in the several years they have been established.

Their territory spans far and wide, known to the Atari as The Crag. Spanning the mountain range it is a rough and rugged environment with little to no greenery within sight. A few shrubs grow here and there, but trees are dead with no leaves and often plants and herbs are hard to come by. Strong winds blow through here during the leaf-fall moons often causing lighter cats to have to be careful with traveling. Predators usually hunt at night to avoid the hot day temperatures, and it is heavily warned throughout the Atari to not venture deep into the Crag at night.

Approaching the Atari camp, off to the distance, tall rocks rise up high into the sky. During the early morning hours it seems as though the sun itself shines down upon the massive structure, guiding those who are traveling through the mountains. "Fake camps" are set up nearing the actual camp to throw off intruders, appearing as if they have been ransacked and cleared out already.

The camp itself is settled in a barren, rocky clearing that is protected by a thickly woven wall of brambles and stone and backed up against the side of the tall rock formations that shield it. The ground is pretty rough and rugged, though after years of calling it home the Atari have developed tough paw pads to adapt to their surroundings. Dens have been built to be underground to protect the Atari from the dangerous elements of nature.

Notable Atari Landmarks:

Fractured Spire: Jutting out like a ledge from the path to the Crown's den, this is the meeting place for the Atari. Behind the spot where the Crown sits to address them rises a tall spire-like thin rock, split roughly in half near the top. It is often used to tell what time of day it is, as the sun casts the spire's shadow at different points in the camp throughout the day. The ledge itself is rugged but moss, leaves, and feathers have been added to where the Crown sits when they address the Atari.

Glimmerall: A nearly full days journey away from the camp rests Glimmerall; a cave-dwelling moonlit pool that seems to cast glimmering shadows and sparkles around the cave walls at night (hence its name). The surface of the pool is always still, the water crystal-like and practically see-through to the bottom. Several shiny rocks surround the edge of the pool, though they have been dulled by the passing of time. This is sacred ground, and generally there is no speaking done once inside the cave. All communication is to happen before, as speaking within the cave walls is rumored to invite spirits on their journey home.

Eagle’s Landing: The highest point of the mountain that overlooks the entire Atari camp and the rest of the Crag. The remnants of an eagle nest still reside up here, along with a few rocks that were placed to hold it down, maintained as a rest point. The climb to get here is steep and prohibited for anyone not trained well in climbing. Only the Crown and Claw of the Crown, and those invited by the Crown, are allowed up here; though who climb without this permission are subject to severe punishment.

Pointbreak: Near the cliffside of the Atari's mountain camp is the spot where Initiates are trained and assessed. It overlooks the giant ocean below them, but has enough room for movement and the drop offs are protected by a thickly woven bramble wall. The ground is less rocky than the rest of the territory, padded with moss and feathers that have been scattered by previous Atari generations. This spot also holds the most greenery throughout the entire Crag.

finley September 21st, 2024 04:40 PM
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mumble
the naive.

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums...ictureid=58247

she / her . atari healer
22 moons . autistic
tags ; open <3 first!
tws for this post: none

mumble flicked her ear, settling outside of the healer's den and basking in the last couple moments of sun of the day. her eyes glimmered and she yawned, a bit sleepy. it had been a long day of healing, and she was slightly annoyed at how early she had had to wake up.

Dolomedes September 21st, 2024 05:45 PM
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Event [#event]

Altair
The feline narrowed her eyes as they shifted across the dead looking camp. Why was it that the family has faltered lately. The black and white cat sighed and looked down at her paws for moment, she was stressed thinking about it and she wasn’t the damn claw of the crown like her own sister was. Altair has been trying to help but things have been stagnant. Nothing that is her fault, but needed to be addressed. Altair had taken it upon herself, after conversing with her sister, to host a training event for the initiates to get training moving again. She couldn’t remember the last time they had a group graduate proper. And Altair didn’t have a faulty memory.

“All initiates, come gather with me and Nyx, we’ll be hosting an event to further and hopefully finish some of your training. We’ll be moving out to the pointbreak soon.” short and sweet. As things should be that was for sure. Her sister should be there soon, or maybe she even arrived and Altair was too busy yelling to realize yet. Regardless the bi-colored feline sat down and looked around the space for any of the initiates.



[ @burntToast - Nyx ]
[ Anyways! Here’s an event for training! Altair is a trapper and Nyx a claw so all training needed for both roles should be covered. ]

Wingnettle September 22nd, 2024 08:42 AM
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Event [#event]

Blood
Atari healer
he/him | age unknown

Blood was sitting at the entrance of the healer den, with narrowed eyes scanning the clearing, the crown and the claw of the crown. Yessss... we need initiatess... this will be useful for the Atari.

Obviously, he couldn't stay put and not join the game.
"Listen, felines!" he approached everyone with a high voice, that still sounded low.
"As much as I'd like to see something interesting out of your bodies, my duty prevents me from doing such things and so, I'm obliged to ask all of you to be careful and NOT injure yourself. This is a simple training. Do not behave yourself like kits impatient to sheathe their claws. And that's all."

After this, he retreated back into his den and went to sort some herbs in case he would need some. He walked beside Mumble without uttering a word.

@/everyone

Rowan September 22nd, 2024 10:23 AM
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THISTLE

The The keepers tail nervously twitched, continuously tapping on the ground. thud…thud…thud. Her attention got diverted from her random worrying as Altair called initiates over. Fun huh? Watching as some of the youngins that she cared for grew up, almost to being a full member of the tribe. That caused a small flash of pride in her gaze. Now now, what could she do to help? Probably not much…

She took a hesitant step forward…then two…then three…four. All the way until she reached Altair. Exactly 25 steps…25…25. That number kept replaying in her head as she just stood there. What an odd eight she could be sometimes, yes? A kind soul…but different.

It took her a moment to realize that she was still standing in front of Altair, saying absolutely nothing…just staring into space. Oh- this is when she should speak, yes? “Excuse me- uh- Miss Altair…” she said politely, staring down at her paws…but…she opened her mouth to speak more and…no voice. Nothing came out. She was just standing there bowed down. A small squeak came from her…nothing else. Was she really that useless? She skittered back nervously, sheepishly giving Altair an apologetic look, before turning away and basically crawled her way over to go sit in a secluded corner.

There must be some cat kind enough to be patient with her lack of speaking skills. Her nervous gaze scanned the cats around. She spotted one she-cat…she looked…maybe kind. Thistle took a few steps towards the cat but…froze. How did she start a conversation? Who in the hell knew the answer to that question. She neared the slender tabby a bit more.


@Dolomedes [woopsies…threw my odd girl over here] @Rose

Dolomedes September 26th, 2024 11:51 AM
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Event [#event]

Altair
Altair flicked an ear as Blood stepped forward to give warning to the… non gathering initiates. Seriously?! Things weren’t the best right now and training has been slow but surely there is at least some initiates that cared about their place in this family. She was annoyed. The trapper offered a respectful bow of her head to the healer, “I’ll be sure to pass the warning to any additional initiates joining… which there should be, less I’ll be dragging some cats straight out of their nests… regardless thank you, Blood.” The black and white she cat spoke before turning her eyes. Maybe she should- movement caught her golden eyes and it was Thistle approaching her.

Altair ignored the oddness of the feline and merely flicked her tail at the ‘mister’… “Yes, Thistle? Did you have questions? Or want to help?” Altair offered with a tap of her paw against the ground. Offering some segways into what Thistle may want to say to help the cat who seemed to be having difficulties speaking. Though Altair wanted to do another call out because there was literally no initiates out right now. “One moment, Thistle, I’m going to call out for initiates again.” Where was her sister? Maybe the prospect of training with the claw of the crown could allure some of the youngins to show their muzzles to get work done.

“HEY! Initiates! Move it or I’m dragging you all out by your tails-” She wouldn’t really but Altair would be scolding and lecturing to make sure that at least some of their youngins would make the most of opportunities in the future. Altair when she was small would bully other cats into training her and these cats were sleeping all leisurely. She wanted to huff, but she wasn’t a kit so she simply turned her level gaze to Thistle.



[ Last call for this event :3 If no one responds, Altair will consider this a failure and would drop the event until later so last full mentions! Always know that Altair is up to training if you shoot me a vm. ]
[ @burntToast @finley !! @Wingnettle @Bean @Tallstar @Idiotic.Bean101 @Morrigan @dino. @Ladiebugg @Estelle @Myling @Minkuu @vellichor @Otoko @Shade. @Concorde @Rowan @Neptune. @Aolani @Dolomedes @Fits @constellation @alec @wolfie @Spider. @Mica @iliri @Kix @ophelia @Bean @ChaosBringer. @Rose @HerbalTea @snowflake. @Blaaze @gs29513 @forest @SatoruSaki @sleepyyjax ]

finley September 26th, 2024 01:09 PM
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mumble
the naive.

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums...ictureid=58247

she / her . atari healer
22 moons . autistic
tags ; anyone , @Dolomedes - altair
tws for this post: none

mumble narrowed her eyes in a rare display of anger. she raised herself to her paws and stood next to altair. perhaps the idea of training with the "nice healer" would motivate a couple initiates.

sleepyyjax September 26th, 2024 01:10 PM
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[different time than training event]

Bluebird
she/her - 15 moons
content notes: themes of grief

Morning. The she-cat felt herself awake, but didn't open her eyes. She simply buried her nose further under her skinny tail. No, not today. Today she'd stay here. Cosy in her nest, all day. What need was there, for going out? Then time passed, then some more, and some more. Her neck became still, her legs were going fuzzy from the weight... This wouldn't work, would it? Eyes opening, she saw that the light out there was already bright. Cats would be around. Everywhere. So that was it, she had to either be uncomfortable or surround herself with the whole of The Atari?? Were there really no good options here? She pressed her head into her nest, groaning. What even was this? It still didn't feel real. Every time she woke up, she was certain that she'd open her eyes to see her siblings around her, everyone getting up, ready to start the day. That they'd all be talking a little too loud for her liking, keeping her from a nice lie in... Now where were they? Dispersed across separate dens? In the den of a literal mountain lion?? Sure, Nyx was the crown now, but did that really mean moving the entire family out? Yes. She knew the answer was yes. As were the rules. And she was not one to break the rules of The Atari. So, her world split before her, and she simply had to watch it. She wished she could climb out of her own body, be apart from all this just for a while. Paws became restless. Her heart began to beat in what could be fury or fear, she had no idea. Just this burning feeling. This burning terrible feeling that meant she couldn't be here right now. With that, she stood up. Paws raced out of the den, then out of the camp.

She was running through the mountains. No clear destination, but her paws would guide her where they always did. She sniffed. What was this, tears coming back? A groan escaped her as she ran. Not once in her life had she ever felt like this. She'd felt a myriad of things, but this?? It were as though every possible bad thing had congealed into one. Was she too weak for this journey? Sure, maybe. But it's not like that often stopped her. Unless someone forced her to stop, she'd be at the Glimmerall. She could stay there, and she could sleep there. Just for a night....

[open ^^]

gs29513 September 26th, 2024 01:29 PM
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Yowling and yowling and yowling. But Potato didn't really have much choice but to respond, because otherwise he was fairly certain that the trapper would gut him, and the other initiates. So he rolled out of his nest, shaking out his fur, and trotted to stand before her. Reporting for duty! he chirped, waving a front paw in a weird little greeting/salute/salutation. Or mostly just being awkward. Potato was hardly a graceful individual. But he was present, ready to do some training and hopefully not get kicked out of the Atari for being useless!

snowflake. September 26th, 2024 05:59 PM
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Ace
White with ginger and gray splotches; Scratch scar on cheek; Golden eyes
She/her || 9 moons || Atari Initiate
Primal Instincts - Bilingual T1

tw: panic attack, grief, minor blood

https://www.warriorcatsonline.com/fo...ictureid=57712

Ace was sitting near the Initiate's den awkwardly. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to be doing-- She had only joined recently, after all. Everything seemed quiet, as far as she could tell. Once again, she wondered whether joining this group was the right choice. But I have nowhere else to go. A fresh stab of pain shot through her. She shook her head, tamping down memories--memories of her sister--No. She couldn't think about it. About her. It was too painful. She couldn't show weakness here. She had to be useful, or else she guessed she'd get kicked out. She wasn't sure. That was one part of why she felt so awkward. That, and she didn't know anybody.There are so many cats here, more than she'd ever seen together... It was kind of overwhelming. They all seemed so tight-knit... Like a family. She closed her eyes, fighting off a wash of emotion. Why was she even here? Nobody needed her. Nobody. And she was useless, anyways. It's not like she could hunt. Her housefolk had always fed her... Before-- before the... incident. No. No, no. Stop it. Stop it. But she couldn't help remembering that fateful day. Panic and helplessness overcame her, the emotions she had felt when it happened. The dog... The cat... Her sister... She couldn't do this. Shecouldn'tshecouldn'tshecouldn't... She was shaking visibly now, fur spiking, eyes screwed shut. Blood flashed across her vision, the claws... ICAN'TICAN'TICAN'T--

“HEY! Initiates! Move it or I’m dragging you all out by your tails-”

An angry call cut through the clearing, seemingly through her chest, flinging her back to reality, golden eyes snapping open. She dug her claws into the dirt, needing to ground herself. It was an older cat, one she did not know. But then again, she didn't know anybody. Initiates. That was... Her. She was an initiate. Nowhere else to go. The thought still hurt, though this time it sent determination, which was just the shot she needed. She pushed herself out of her crouching position she had fallen into, took a moment to compose herself, and padded uncertainly towards the black-and-white she-cat who had called, and her new life. New life. She could do this. She could survive. She could live here, in this new group. Hopefully. Maybe. No, no maybes. Of course she could. After all, this was better than wandering the cold, hard streets, starving... She shook the thoughts out of her head. She couldn't dwell on the past, not now. She had to prove she could handle herself. And she could...
---

@Dolomedes - Altair (if you want!)

Open!

Dolomedes September 27th, 2024 12:44 PM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by sleepyyjax (Post 1653301)
[different time than training event]

Bluebird
she/her - 15 moons
content notes: themes of grief

Morning. The she-cat felt herself awake, but didn't open her eyes. She simply buried her nose further under her skinny tail. No, not today. Today she'd stay here. Cosy in her nest, all day. What need was there, for going out? Then time passed, then some more, and some more. Her neck became still, her legs were going fuzzy from the weight... This wouldn't work, would it? Eyes opening, she saw that the light out there was already bright. Cats would be around. Everywhere. So that was it, she had to either be uncomfortable or surround herself with the whole of The Atari?? Were there really no good options here? She pressed her head into her nest, groaning. What even was this? It still didn't feel real. Every time she woke up, she was certain that she'd open her eyes to see her siblings around her, everyone getting up, ready to start the day. That they'd all be talking a little too loud for her liking, keeping her from a nice lie in... Now where were they? Dispersed across separate dens? In the den of a literal mountain lion?? Sure, Nyx was the crown now, but did that really mean moving the entire family out? Yes. She knew the answer was yes. As were the rules. And she was not one to break the rules of The Atari. So, her world split before her, and she simply had to watch it. She wished she could climb out of her own body, be apart from all this just for a while. Paws became restless. Her heart began to beat in what could be fury or fear, she had no idea. Just this burning feeling. This burning terrible feeling that meant she couldn't be here right now. With that, she stood up. Paws raced out of the den, then out of the camp.

She was running through the mountains. No clear destination, but her paws would guide her where they always did. She sniffed. What was this, tears coming back? A groan escaped her as she ran. Not once in her life had she ever felt like this. She'd felt a myriad of things, but this?? It were as though every possible bad thing had congealed into one. Was she too weak for this journey? Sure, maybe. But it's not like that often stopped her. Unless someone forced her to stop, she'd be at the Glimmerall. She could stay there, and she could sleep there. Just for a night....

[open ^^]


Altair
|| different from the training event ||
Altair’s eyes whipped up from the meager prey collection, where she had been grumbling about finding someone to head out for some hunting, to the fast movement cutting across home. Then before she reacted to a threat, she realized that it was merely one of the family’s own. Bluebird? Maybe? Blue petal? Altair wasn’t sure but she was sure that Bluebird shouldn’t running around alone outside of home. There are a thousand and one threats out there and it’s like she had a death wish. She was on her paws in the next second and shot after the other feline. “Bluebird!” The lithe form of Altair called out, was she heading to the glimmerall? Damn. If she entered that would take talking off the table as per traditions. They didn’t need to bring home sprits on top of everything else he family was dealing with.

“Its dangerous to be out here alone!” Altair called out hoping to have the feline stop so that they didn’t raise any curious attention on themselves by whatever is lurking in the shadows. Not like you can talk at a normal level when chasing after someone. Altair tried to keep the annoyance off of her face but seriously, what was this cat thinking? Or was she at all?

sleepyyjax September 27th, 2024 01:15 PM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Dolomedes (Post 1653768)
 



Altair
|| different from the training event ||
Altair’s eyes whipped up from the meager prey collection, where she had been grumbling about finding someone to head out for some hunting, to the fast movement cutting across home. Then before she reacted to a threat, she realized that it was merely one of the family’s own. Bluebird? Maybe? Blue petal? Altair wasn’t sure but she was sure that Bluebird shouldn’t running around alone outside of home. There are a thousand and one threats out there and it’s like she had a death wish. She was on her paws in the next second and shot after the other feline. “Bluebird!” The lithe form of Altair called out, was she heading to the glimmerall? Damn. If she entered that would take talking off the table as per traditions. They didn’t need to bring home sprits on top of everything else he family was dealing with.

“Its dangerous to be out here alone!” Altair called out hoping to have the feline stop so that they didn’t raise any curious attention on themselves by whatever is lurking in the shadows. Not like you can talk at a normal level when chasing after someone. Altair tried to keep the annoyance off of her face but seriously, what was this cat thinking? Or was she at all?

[diff time to training event]
Bluebird
she/her - 15 moons

She hadn't even made it far, barely exited, before she heard a voice call out to her. Was it worth turning round? Yes. She could get this cat off her tail, then she could keep moving. Paws skidded to a halt, and the Molly turned around, hissing under her breath. "What!?" she called, before realising who it was. Altair. Darn. Anyone else, she would have given them a piece of her mind, but this was Nyx's family, right? Saturn chose Nyx, and this was Nyx's family, so... So she couldn't be an ass. That, and she couldn't be going round yelling hat the crown's family, could she? Her own logic had finally been turned on her - by herself, that is.
She knew it was dangerous, sure, but she didn't really care. It wasn't like she had the skill to fight off any potential danger, but she couldn't let that confine her to camp. Tail waving behind her, she stared at the floor. She was acting like an initiate again, wasn't she? Oh, spirits. She bit her tongue, pausing for a moment as she thought of what to say. Still, she couldn't get pleasant words out of her mouth, nor could she say she'd come back to camp. "I'm just... Taking some time out. That's all." She mumbled, eventually gazing up, tear stained eyes rising to meet theirs. That should be enough... Right? The keeper blinked awkwardly, hoping for some kind of miraculous and impossible 'oh really! Okay have fun!'

Tallstar October 4th, 2024 03:26 PM
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Hawfinch
36 Moons
He/Him
Claw

Hawfinch was laying in the sun when he felt the intrigue of the hunt pulling at him. His ears perked up at the sound of far away leaves rustling as he opened his eyes. With a determined flick of his tail, he stood up, brushing off the warmth of rest. His eyes lit up with enjoyment as he whispered, "Time to stretch my legs." Padding near the boundary of the area, he prepared to find a new smell and resume the wild chase. The lure of the hunt was too strong for him to ignore the outside world was beckoning.

OPEN please come talk to him

Honey.Nut.Cheerio October 4th, 2024 04:42 PM
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caspian
she/they - demigirl - atari - trapper - 24m
https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums...ictureid=58996
❝do not protect me; protect the young who haven't gotten to live a true life yet.❞
the one of curious mind and young heart.
—
Caspian had a bit of pep in her step today as she padded out of her den. She sat in the clearing, looking around as the fellow cats, big and small, walked around. Some came in with prey, others seemed to be doing as she was; waiting for instruction or something to do. And so she sat, awaiting something. She didn't know what she was waiting for, just...something.
open!

Spider October 4th, 2024 05:47 PM
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Juniper padded through her along silky coat brushed against the mountainous terrain her thick paws were use to it, but it was weird when they hurt. The claw sighed as she sat down her long tabby tail brushed over her white paws as green hues scanned the clearing.

(open)

Spider October 5th, 2024 07:23 PM
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https://magma.com/shared/CUBnAKTNCzmgPYRaKxI6rS

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Brutus|she|her
⋅ ━━✶━━ ⋅

The strong broad shoulder molly walked through camp holding a large rabbit in her maw. Gently Brutus placed down the rabbit in the makeshift kill pile life had bee quite recently maybe too quiet now with those clan cats gone things had died down...The claw let out a long sigh sitting down digging at the rocky grown with her bone white claws.

(open)

SSakii October 7th, 2024 03:30 PM
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~ Blair ~
She/Her
A siamese she-cat with striking blue eyes.
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Mentions —> @
| Open for replies! |Open for reactions! |
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★ — — > Blair wasn’t no ordinary she-cat.

★ Being in the Atari had its ups and downs. In her youth, she had quite the connection to a former healer. Everything seemed to line up for her perfectly, and she even wanted to be a healer. She wasn’t hurt when she didn’t get it, rather, quite excited for her to explore other roles within the Atari. She had tried being a claw, but turns out, she didn’t really have the heart to fight or hunt… Then came the role of trappers, which made complex traps so the claws could hunt for the Atari… With the lack of any logical thoughts going through her brain, it wasn’t a surprise that she was terrible at that too. It was unfortunate but she knew some cats just weren’t built for stuff like that.

★ Blair believed that skills could be taught, but only if you have the capability to learn them. Her hypothesis proved itself correct over and over again, which is why she resides as a keeper. Kittens weren’t all that bad… Loud, whiny, and covered in their own poop every other morning… After washing herself for the twentieth time this moon, she was stressed. Blair never understood how things got so messed up. Sure, she wasn’t meant to be a healer, but that left the question of what she was really supposed to be… She couldn’t fight, couldn’t hunt, was terrible at planning traps, and was beginning to hate the youth of the Atari. That basically meant she only had one job left, an Initiate, which basically trained for those roles. The idea of being grouped with even more youth made her upset.

★ Blair wonders what exists outside the Atari, and if there is really a place for her at all… Licking the water out of her fur, she sat in the camp…

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Morrigan October 8th, 2024 12:45 PM
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Camilla
Atari trapper

Life...had been tough on her lately. With her sister, Saturn, missing since leading a patrol to that horrible beast's den. Camilla had assumed the worst. No doubt she had been slaughtered with some of her other dear Atarimates. So here she was, quietly grieving in a croner of their camp, trying to hide herself from whomever may find her. She had to appear strong at least...for them.

Tufted ears swivelled at the sound of pawsteps entered and made dor their prey pile. Though her sight impairment didn't allow her to physically see who it was she knew the scent. Brutus. The strong she cat had always seemed intriguing. Maybe...a conversation would lift her spirits? Brutus' too by that sigh.

"Fine hunting, Brutus? Seems like quite the catch" The pretty trapped cooed as she drifted towards the broad shouldered tabby. Dipping her head she softly nosed the newly added rabbit in inspection before turning back to Brutus with a sweet smile. "Perhaps one day I can assist you on a hunt, my traps will surely be a help" The offer was genuine and Camilla was secretly desperate for an escape though she tried to keep a light hearted demeanour. Tilting her head and batting her long eyelashes she asked: "What do you say?"

@Spider

Spider October 8th, 2024 02:11 PM
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https://magma.com/shared/CUBnAKTNCzmgPYRaKxI6rS

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Brutus|she|her
⋅ ━━✶━━ ⋅

Brutus was looking down at the ground trying drown the world out from around her not giving much thought to what was going on around her till a voice caught her attention, oh the voice was talking to her the molly’s golden eyes looked to the trapper camilla was complimenting her hunt brutus gave a smile “ Thank you, it was a nice catch ‘ she meowed back watching them nose the rabbit. After Camilla turned back towards her she offered to go on a hunt in a way “ That sounds nice I'm sure trapping things is better than trying to just catch it. “ brutus purred the kill pile was small even with the rabbit it still needed more food more was better than nothing. Brutus stood up dipping her head slightly “ Hmm sure why not? she meowed, flickering her tail to lead the way for a hunt.
@Morrigan

Rowan October 8th, 2024 03:34 PM
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◇Ares◇
Male | 27 Moons | Posts: 1
white fur with fiery red patches on legs and head, accented by tabby stripes, icy blue eyes–side of his face around his mouth was torn, revealing his back teeth
Purrks: None
Interaction For: OPEN
#arescrown


The claw sat on a stone, a narrowed blue gaze scanned the cats in the tribe. There hadn’t been trouble lately, within or outside the Atari. Boring… but the time had already had enough trouble at the same time. The most disappointing thing for him was the fact cats seemed to be slacking. The tribe had to be strong. As strong as possible at least, and this wasn’t it. He shook his head, averting his gaze from the camp up to the wide, open sky.

Spider October 10th, 2024 12:43 AM
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[ @Rowan ]


the molly padded up next to the tom if her memory served her right his name was Ares " Good day Ares she greeted the white and red claw " Its been a bit boring don't you think? she half asked it was boring had been for a while maybe it was for the better or for the worse. Brutus sighed sitting down wrapping her dark tail around her paws glancing her pale yellow eyes around the Atari maybe she would go hunting later or host an event for the fun of it.



Rowan October 15th, 2024 08:08 AM
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◇Ares◇
Male | 27 Moons | Posts: 2
white fur with fiery red patches on legs and head, accented by tabby stripes, icy blue eyes–side of his face around his mouth was torn, revealing his back teeth
Purrks: None
Interaction For: @Spider
#arescrown


“Greetings Brutus.” he dipped his head to the she-cat that had decided to join him. Luckily he knew her name, he did lots of listening and observing others these days, simply for the hell of knowing as much information as he can. “S’pose it has been. For the better maybe? ‘s been pretty quietly since our last guests.” he shrugged. Even the last cats whom joined them on the mountains weren’t too bad. They were large in numbers but didn’t pose a threat unlike past times. “How’ve you been?” he questioned as it was the formal thing to do.

Spider October 16th, 2024 03:33 PM
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[ @Rowan ]

The molly nodded her head “ I guess so, Them last guests were interesting to say the least.” she meowed that what did they call themselves? A ‘clan?’ maybe she didnt care they were gone now so they didnt even need to bother over them anymore. Flicking her brown tail brutus gave a brief smile “ I been well, started spending my time hunting and such “ she meowed “ You? she asked
-rising/adder-

Spider October 17th, 2024 08:42 PM
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She felt weird. Why did she feel weird ? brutus walked through the camp feeling sluggish. Why did her lungs hurt? Brutus let out a cough her body feeling her mussels move as her lungs squeezed wheezing after the coughing fit brutus laid down touching her nose that was slightly runny. The world was going on? She though

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[ Hehe sickclan has spread uwu]

Rowan October 22nd, 2024 01:36 PM
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ARES
Posts: 2 | Male | #arescrown
Purrks: None
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He nodded his agreement to the molly, twitching his tail behind him as he changed his attention between Brutus as she spoke and the tribe as he observed. “I’ve been…decent. Observing…” Coping with the loss of my cousin. But he wouldn’t say that. He would not evershow weakness. Sympathy, maybe some understanding. But never weakness. “Yes, not much to fight as of late. Huntings taken up my time.” Hunting? Hunting? Or have you been walking the mountains in search of Saturn? Perhaps trying to hear- to understand the spirits? Who knew?

@Spider

Spider October 22nd, 2024 01:56 PM
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[ @Rowan ]

Brutus nodded flicking her tail She had been Observing too nodding her head along side ares words " same, its the best way to keep busy and not just wither away in my nest like a bag of bones... Hmm Ya know if you don't mind we could go hunting together catching some more prey " she offered with a faint smile that faded quickly as she turned her gaze towards the sky .

Rowan October 26th, 2024 04:02 PM
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ARES
Posts: 2 | Male | #arescrown
Purrks: None
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Hunting? Hmm, didn’t sound half bad, he’d been doing some himself anyway, he was in practice. Some company wouldn’t hurt. “Sounds fun, I’m up for that.” he nodded to the fellow can, standing up and stretching as to prepare for the outing.

@Spider

Spider October 26th, 2024 05:50 PM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Rowan (Post 1665730)

ARES
Posts: 2 | Male
Purrks: None
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Hunting? Hmm, didn’t sound half bad, he’d been doing some himself anyway, he was in practice. Some company wouldn’t hurt. “Sounds fun, I’m up for that.” he nodded to the fellow can, standing up and stretching as to prepare for the outing.

@Spider


Brutus nodded standing up with a stretch flicking her tail for for ares to follow her. Once out of camp brutus led the way to a good hunting ground she found a few moons ago, brutus moved away from from the Tom as she sniffed the air in search of smell of prey lucky for her she found something it was a plump grey colored squirrel. Crouching down low to the ground stalking slowly to the prey before launching herself onto it the prey killing it quickly before setting it down looking for more prey.

BEAR. October 27th, 2024 01:45 AM
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[ TL;DR: It's night. Nyx, the current Crown, appears to have been taken by the cougar, and her blood is in the clearing. Strangely, thunder booms and lightning strikes across the sky, but there is otherwise no signs of a storm. My cat Helios investigates by following the lightning bolt's direction out of camp - others can follow and react - and finds the cougar's remaining cub is dead, crushed beneath a tree branch but that isn't the weirdest part. It has a wound from the lightning that is similar to the scar Rowan's Ares' has on his face, including damage that shows the back teeth. Helios' takes this as a sign from their Ancestors that Ares' is to be the next Crown, and has returned to the camp to announce it to everyone. ]



Every day, things seemed to get worse.

First, the outsiders that came with the devil at their paws. Then, the fish intruders - they were a lesser nuisance, but still had stolen Saturn's attention from the Atari. Perhaps, had he not been lured by them, things might be different.. They could have prepared better, focused on themselves, not drove head first into the belly of some beast.

It mattered not, as he gazed into the pool of blood near his paws. Nyx's scent, their blood - and the reek of cougar. Another victim of this nightmare.

Helios couldn't say he was surprised by this turn of events, but he was disappointed. He always held his Crown and their Claw in the highest degree, but Saturn and Nyx's choices had left them in ruin. And with Nyx dead to the cougar, they had no semblance of leadership. (Not that Nyx had been much of one.)

... What was that? Lightning flashed against the night sky, joined by the loud roar of thunder around them. The noise and light was startling, and Helios took a step back with confusion - it was as if it'd come from nowhere. An unnatural phenomenon that led him to wonder..

Was it the Spirits?

Curiosity guided his paws through the darkness, heading out of the Atari camp in the direction the lightning had struck in. It took a moment, traveling further than he anticipated until finally the smell of smoke reached his senses. And burnt flesh.

As Helios approached the scene, it became abundantly clear what occurred. The lightning had struck a tree... and something else. He hadn't been able to tell with the smell of scorched flesh and fur, but he could see it now. One of the cougar's cubs.

It was crushed beneath a massive bough, but Helios wasn't sure that's what killed it. He could see where the lightning had struck - fur melted away along its head to reveal a gnarly wound alongside its muzzle and head, revealing back teeth. Actually, come to think of it.. it was oddly similar to a scar one of their members had.

Was this a sign of their salvation? Why else would this occur, so shortly after Nyx's loss? Did it mean that He had the power to defeat the monster that hunted them?

"Spirits, forgive me if this is not your will." It was as close to a sign as they'd had in seasons, and Helios was listening to his gut. "Sky have mercy on us all."

He would leave the cougar and tree limb to return to camp. "Atari, hear my words! In our woods lies the last of the cougar cubs - struck down by the Spirits that watch over us. They have given us.. the identity of our new Crown, and the hope our mountain may once again be safe."

Helios' set his sights on the cat in question. Red streaked along white fur like blood, leading to a grisly, maimed face. Ares' had been hurt once, the ripping of flesh and fur had left a permanent mark similar to what Helios' witnessed on the cub. Even the teeth.. were the same. ".. Ares. It is an honor to serve you, my Crown." He dipped his head - a gesture of respect and submission to their new leader. "When you are ready to head to the Glimmerall, I will take you for your anointment."

Goopysharkboi October 27th, 2024 03:04 AM
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Kataro slept silently in the shadows of a nearby tree, thunder not disrupting his peaceful slumber. (Bro is a ninJ by nature lmao)

Blaaze October 27th, 2024 07:32 AM
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Rune
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| Atari Claw | She/they/star | Mentions; @Rowan [Brief interaction] |
Rune's fierce gaze emerged from the shadows, revealing her lean black frame. Eyes narrowed. Helios was going on about something. Oh? Nyx was dead? Well, in all honesty, Rune had never approved of her. She wasn’t very good at her job. Saturn, a bit better, but she never enjoyed Nyx. There needed to be someone willing to fight to the death in revenge up there- but there wasn’t. Star’s voice was a deep growl. “Nyx has failed us.” they said matter-of-factly, as though the bicolor never even had a chance. Ch. Ares would be the new Crown. Rune scarcely even knew Ares, but oh well.

Her attention swiveled to the feline, and she flicked one ear simplistically. “Let’s see if you do better. Good luck, Ares. I’m here to support you. I’m willing to assist dealing with the cougar whenever you’re ready.” they dipped her head slightly in a respectful bowing mechanism before raising it once more to focus on the rest of the Atari’s reaction. Rune was willing to defend the newly appointed Crown with her life. Losing two so quickly was two too many.
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Rowan October 27th, 2024 08:55 AM
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ARES
Posts: 5 | Male | #arescrown
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His eyes had originally snapped open upon the sound of thunder…that was…random? Perhaps his cousin? Oh how he wished she was still here among the living. Nyx was…alright. She hadn’t done much, but was there much to do in the first place? He supposed he understood, though the question of the future would linger in his mind. Would she be able to do much then? Well…Saturn chose her for a reason. He wouldn’t continue to question the cat he teased…talked with…ate with…fought with…trusted.

His head snapped from his thoughts as the call of a cat rang though the clearly, and almost instantly his curiosity got the best of him and he poked his head from the den, then more hesitantly, the rest of his body. Blood stained the clearing ground, raising question in himself. Then realization hit—it was Nyx’s. Nyx was gone, the cat he was just questioning…gone, probably dead. Now they just had their healers, no support or leadership. A good structure of cats, but the base was struck and broken. It would cause everything to fall.

The words rang through his head- the last of our cougar cubs - struck down by the Spirits. The cougar cub was dead. Of course they still had to deal with the mother’s fury, but that is a huge improvement. Then…this cat knows the new crown? Hopefully they’d be…better. They needed strength, they needed the spirits. Everything the tribe was when they were stable, they needed that again. They needed it better. Then this cat did an odd thing. He didn’t quite glance over, he stared at Ares. Could that mean…

Yes, yes it did. Cause then this cat did an odd thing—he called Ares, simple little big Ares, the Crown. Then he bowed. It was odd to hear himself called that—anytime he heard ‘Crown’ his mind still flashed to Saturn. But no, it was him. He’d receive the same scar that she had on her shoulder…his mind flashed back. Back to when they talked. He was simply joking with her about becoming Crown if she needed a new candidate or it was too stressful. Now he was here.

“Thank you spirits…Saturn” he muttered first, simply for himself to hear. “Thank you Helios. Let the honor be mine, to serve as everyone’s Crown.” he called a bit louder, especially for the second part. “I’ll be sure to get you—I don’t wish to wait too long before officially becoming Crown.” he nodded to the tom as a personal thanks. His gaze then went to Rune. “Thank you Rune—I’ll keep that in mind.” he stated to the she.

He would have to officially be Crown before naming the Claw of the Crown…right? This felt odd, being in this position. But also…good. Powerful. “I hope to leave at sunrise after tomorrow. Upon my departing…” his gaze scanned the cats, searching out for a specific one. “I wish for Brutus to be in charge.” he stated, trusting the she.


@BEAR. [thanks so much bear! this means a lot to me <3] @Blaaze @Spider

Morrigan October 27th, 2024 02:51 PM
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Camilla
Atari trapper

What kind of nightmare was this? The sky was flashing and thundering unnaturally, causing her to flich back and bury her head in her paws. Ghostly blue eyes squeezed shut in agony. The loud booming around her mixed with blazes of blinding light was disorientating. The only thing that made Camilla stray from her den was the unmistakable scent of blood, cougar...and Nyx. Her Nyx.

Inhaling sharply, a strained sob came in it's wake as the pretty trapper was carried to the center of camp by weak legs. "No, no, no..." Camilla choked out, tears welling in partially blind orbs. Breathing reduced to short, shaky breaths. The grief that washed over her resembled that of what she had felt when Saturn had been snatched away by that cruel, bloodthirsty beast...how much more would it take?

Her Atarimates seemed less...shook, by the death of Nyx. They said she failed..like her sister..Camilla couldn't bring herself to agree, perhaps because of her love for both of them, denial clouded her judgement. Head tilting towards Helios as he entered, she'd wearily listen to whatever her had to say. To whatever their ancestors had to say about this mess of a tradegy.

So the last of the hellspawn had been exterminated by their benevolent spirits - an eye for an eye she supposed. Hardly a price to pay for such a beloved life. Camilla payed more attention to the information that a crown had been chosen: Ares. Unfamiliar. In her eyes never as worthy as Saturn and Nyx..but that was just biases, sometjing she'd have to put aside for the good of her family. The good of the Atari. The good of herself.

Hazy blue gaze drifted towars the new crown, doing her best to disguise her unfair contempt. Taking a deep breath, she made a few steps towards Ares, uncertain what to say. This was the cat who would lead the Atari...would he meet the same fate as her sister and loved one? "...Best wishes..." She mumurmed, plastering a soft smile onto her tear stained features. What else could she say?

(Congrats Rowan!! :heartbounce:)

@Rowan

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Spider October 27th, 2024 07:45 PM
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Brutus was in a light sleep as she rested outside on a soft patch of grass listening to the soft ambience of the atari around her Before being jolted awake by a loud crash of thunder. The dark tabby molly sat up it didnt seem like it was storming so why was their thunder? Brutus stood up prowling into the middle of camp It seemed that the thunder had also woken others too.

As brutus looked around at the cats of the atari a yowl catching her attention, well it seemed like nyx was dead she had expected that, she was half glad that nyx was gone along with the tragic loss of nyx it seemed like the lat of the cougar cubs were gone Another great thing, it was good that they wouldn't have to worry about the risk of an attack from thos hell spawn.

Brutus eyes fell onto the cat who would be announced as crown Ares He was a good respectable cat, brutus padded forward towards the white and red tom dipping her head “ Its an honor to call you my crown she meowed before sitting back up. Once she sat back up ares gifted her with the responsibility of being in charge of the camp till he came back “ I accept, i wont let you down the claw said with a nod of her head.
@Rowan


(my characters feelings are not my own)

BEAR. October 27th, 2024 10:02 PM
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Things were going as well as they could, given the dilapidated state of their family. Helios chalked the lack of questioning to how beaten down they were - for those who didn't follow, it would be understandable to be wary of his claims. "The path to the Glimmerall is long but not usually treacherous. We have much to discuss on the way there."

To speak at the sacred pool was unheard of, and Helios would need to cover all he knew of the ceremony and next steps before they faced the spirits. Whomever chosen as the Claw of the Crown would also need to make this journey with the Crown, and he wondered if it would be better to bring Ares' chosen with them instead of doing a second trip. ...In all his seasons of living, they had never been quite so desperate and uncertain of what was to come. He was truly at a loss.

For now, Helios decided the best thing to do was to make the journey with Ares alone. If the spirits accepted him, they would have their leader - and if not.. at least the camp would have some semblance of authority while Helios returned with the news of his demise. "I know.. this is presumptuous, but with the loss of so many.. it may be in our best interest to look for another healer. Mumble and Blood have scarcely been around." If anything happened - a rockfall, a predator - they were sitting goats unable to effectively treat the wounded. It was shameful, at best.

[ @Rowan @Spider @Morrigan ]

Idiotic.Bean101 October 27th, 2024 10:08 PM
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Rattler, Mamba, and Fossa do very much exists and their writer plans on doing actual posts with them soon.

bambi October 28th, 2024 12:48 PM
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she loved and loved, until her hope was shredded
planning to change picture
WISP - ATARI
she/her
4 moons
@/mention

Wisp came tumbling out, her ears keen to listen. She had no idea of how serious things were, still wanting to play with the others. Suddenly, the word ‘cougar’, came to mind. That’s it! She’ll hunt all the bad cougars! A new idea came to mind as she hid a grin.

Rowan October 28th, 2024 09:43 PM
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ARES
Posts: 7 | Male | #arescrown
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The first attention-diversion he received was Camilla as she exited…and sobbed. Perhaps he’d been so attention-diverted…so consumed on other events. On Helios, his new role…Saturn was what got him shook, truly close to the other she’s state currently. Saturn, his cousin whom acted as a sister. Grief still hung, and he could figure that cut would remain deep and sour for many moons to come.

It seemed, after Rune, the crying cat was next to speak to him. Best wishes. Her voice though…the crying. Something in him, something that would typically be annoyance at the choked sobs, was now more sympathy. It was truly a sad night for the tribe, and the cougar still posed a threat out there to any of them. This cat—Camilla—she was close to both his cousin and Nyx…having some relation to one of them? He wasn’t sure. But either way, it was sad events that had caused Ares to achieve as he wished. Something about that…it made him feel more emotion. Some anger towards that due to the fact that it was lack of protection as a whole tribe. He would be the one to fix that. They had to work together and kill that beast.

“Thank you…” he nodded towards the she, padding up to her and giving her head a reassuring lick—a gesture of kindness he wouldn’t show to many. “It’s going to be alright…that damned cougar won’t ruin our tribe any further. It will be killed or driven far, far away, I promise.” he said, his voice reassuring to the distressed cat.

His own attention was then diverted to Brutus, a respectable cat who accepted to watched over the tribe. “Very well then, I’m sure you won’t.” he stated confidently, having trust in the former. Then back to Helios as the wiser, more experienced cat spoke. Another healer as well? Goodness, did he have plenty of choices to make if he was accepted. Mumble…he’d scarcely seen at all. Hell…were they even around? He should see about that. Blood was always odd too him as well, but he’d at least seen the cat semi-recently. “Yes…you’re correct…” they’d need a step-in healer as he was gone in the case catastrophe struck. “Does anyone have any herbal knowledge here? I need to know, now.” his voice boomed and echoed through the camp, seeking for a decent healer quickly.



@Morrigan (thank you! you too friend <3) @Spider @BEAR.

Rowan October 29th, 2024 01:40 PM
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ARES
Posts: 7 | Male | #arescrown
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(TAKES PLACE AT A DIFFERENT TIME, AFTER HE GETS HIS X SCAR! YOU MAY STILL REPLY TO HIM AT THE NIGHT OF DISCOVERING HE WAS CROWN, BUTNIF YOU DO PLEASE SPECIFY IT IN YOUR POST!)

Upon his return to camp, his paws were worn down and his body sore. His new scar shone all his pride, though he was tired. The day had cycled through, his travel back long, and he went to sleep almost immediately, despite much running through his mind. The tribe was asleep for the most part anyway. He’d call for them in the morning, get some stuff straight.

The sun rose, exhaustion still hung from the sire, but he dragged himself up and exited his den, stretching then getting up to the Fractured Spire. “Atari! Gather ‘round the Fractured Spire for a meeting!” his voice, strong and powerful, rung through the clearing.

Idiotic.Bean101 October 29th, 2024 01:48 PM
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Mamba, Rattler, and Fossa gather.

[All are open, just a lazy post]


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