Post by Ringtail on Mar 12, 2018 22:12:14 GMT
A tale of a wise warrior can be bad. This tale shows that not all cats are good hearted or bad hearted. This tale is mostly rumors gathered from cats that have known this cat.
An earthy colored tom by the name of Weaseltongue, a once honored warrior. His mother named him Weaselkit, for the color of his fur being the brown of the predator he is named after. This brown tomcat is easily told of his way through apprenticehood and onto warriordom, posing to be the perfect warrior. At least he thought so. At the time of his clan, some cats worried for him, others praised him, others down right hated him. The ones who hated him threw rumors, lies and all sorts of nasty things.
Then one night, the tom was found guilty of kit-napping, having stolen kits from a queen did not know.
He was exiled for such. It is not known if he dead or alive, but it is presumed he is long ago rotting carrion
To this day, it said that the brown tom is coyly hiding away from the rays of day, keeping an eye out for bad kits to snatch away into the night and drag them away to the darkest parts of the Dark Forest, forever holding them until one day they realize what they had done.
(OOC: You are more than welcome to twist the story as you see fit. Because I know stories change from cat to cat. Make it as scary or non-scary as you want. Tell it your way. )
Moral: Be good or you bad kittens will be sent to the Dark Forest.
Moral: Be good or you bad kittens will be sent to the Dark Forest.
