DEORUM (translating to The Gods) is a traditional warrior cat roleplay featuring the original four clans. The original storyline is followed closely up until the series Omen Of The Stars, in which the plot-line diverges allowing users to create their own tale from the warrior universe.
We are a semi-literate forum with a low word count to ensure all levels of players can participate. We have no character limit and employ an optional but simple die rolling mechanic to ensure variability with roleplay.
Don't meet their eyes it's hypnotic Make you forget that it's toxic
While Daffodilmist didn't find herself much for apprentices, the opportunity to take two of Tigerflame's grandkits hunting wasn't one she would pass up. Kiwipaw - the softer spoken and smaller of the siblings was certainly the most tolerable in her eyes, but Pitayapaw absolutely better embodied the family from which she hailed. There was a great deal of Tigerflame behind those eyes.
She would have to keep an eye on the molly, see if perhaps it was worth discussing Scalepaw with Tigerflame again. She wouldn't dare push too hard, however, given the surprising success of their plans for Sequoiasnow and Cariboucall. Despite her adoration for her nephew, her family's heir had to be her priority.
As she led the way toward the rolling hills, she mostly ignored the pair, speaking only if directly spoken to. She had little to relate to their youthful spark - nor much interest in their mundane interests. With her nose to the wind, the molly caught the smell of a familiar delight.
"Have either of you ever eaten snake eggs before?" She asked as she diverted toward the sandy spot where they were buried, "You may get to try today, if not."
She hated digging but she scraped away at the earth, carefully avoiding getting it into her immaculately groomed fur. Unfortunately, that focus caused her to easily crush the first egg she dug up. With a slightly disgusted face, she backed away and began licking the yolk from her paw. Her tail flick was dismissive of the mistake, and her expression quietly challenging one of the young ones to comment.
"Give it a try, one of you," She told the siblings, nodding toward the collection of newly exposed eggs, "The other one can keep an eye out for the snake."
Not that snakes tended to eye their eggs once laid, especially on chillier days like this.
Pitayapaw wasn't overly fond of Daffodilmist if she was honest. She found the molly controlling, pretentious, and boring. Just like her grandmother, Tigerflame. It seemed that the duo loved controlling others' lives and dictating who should be in a mateship. She understood that they wanted to keep a clean bloodline. However, she preferred to make the decision herself. Secretly, she wanted all of the betrothals to be epic failures. One, it would be hilarious and could provide tea. Two, perhaps it would allow those infuriating mollies to realize that their matchmaking was absolutely ridiculous.
Instead of giving the older warrior any of her precious attention, she focused her blue eyes on her brother instead. "Am I the only one regretting being paired with Snobmist here?" She whispered so only her pretty sibling could hear. "This training could be boring with her in charge, don't you think?" The Bengal stared ahead, waiting for his reply. As she awaited the response, she tried to remember something she wanted to bring up to him. Her hard gaze went to the warrior, allowing her to finally remember what she had to say.
"So you are being paired with Littlepaw, huh?" The apprentice wasn't a fan of the other apprentice. She was awkward, insecure, and seemed to be boring. Her looks didn't help her be more appealing. The tortoiseshell looked more masculine than her own brother did. She was stocky, resembling some of the toms in the clan. Kiwipaw needed someone more feminine in her opinion. Whoever betrothed such sad pair was pathetic. Oh, right that's Tiger and Daffodil. My bad. "I can't imagine being matched with someone like that. She's incredibly inept - socially, anyway. And she can't command attention. You poor thing, you deserve better." Actually, the silver Bengal was glad there was at least someone less than her. It was nice not competing for the spotlight for once. That was part of the reason why she liked Kiwipaw the most out of the siblings. He was pretty but didn't overshadow her.
Her ears perked when the snob started talking. Hearing the word "snake eggs" made her lip curl in disgust. Who wanted to eat such nasty object? Was this fool serious? Before she responded, she watched the older feline attempt to dig. Apparently, she couldn't handle an egg. It was amusing to watch her clean her paw in disgust. "Who knew gathering eggs could be a challenge," she said with a cheery voice. It was fake, of course. She really just wanted to jab at the warrior. She caught up with Daffodilmist so she could take a shot at it. The apprentice dug around the eggs, making them more exposed. Gently, she grabbed one of them and placed them down. "Kit's play," she said. "Kiwipaw, why don't you try?"
Casting an amused glance at Daffodilmist, Kiwipaw appreciated that his sister joked about things sometimes. He often felt like his family's judgments were harsh, but perhaps for a good reason.
"Oh, don't let her hear us," Kiwipaw flicked his tail in amusement. "Or she'll report us to grandmother and we'll be hearing an earful again."
He flinched as Pitayapaw brought up Littlepaw. It was all cats wanted to talk about these days. Some older cats had even gone as far as to congratulate him, as if he had been involved in any part of the process at all. In honesty, he had no idea what to think of Littlepaw. She seemed nice enough?
"I...I really don't know her well, you know..." he stuttered in response to Pitayapaw's question. He felt a wave of guilt in bad-mouthing Littlepaw, but he also couldn't help feeling a little confused as to why he was being paired with her. Pitayapaw and Mangopaw seemed to not have any arrangements yet. Was it because he was a son? The apprentice glanced cautiously over at Pitayapaw again and lowered his voice.
"D-do you think she's inept? Wolfpaw said... we were being paired because both of us are equally socially inept..."
He approached the nest with an anxious look on his face. Snake eggs... fine, they sounded edible. But what if the snake showed up? Carefully, he scraped an egg out of its spot in the nest. Keeping his lips curled over his teeth, he carried it back to where Pitayapaw and Daffodilmist stood. Looks like he had better luck than Daffodilmist herself. However, it felt rather precarious, and he couldn't help stuttering out a string of questions.
"L-like that? Is it dangerous to be around here? W-what if the snake comes back?"
Don't meet their eyes it's hypnotic Make you forget that it's toxic
Well - Pitayapaw certainly wouldn't be a consideration. She pretended not to notice the young molly's improper behaviour behind her, but noted to have a word with Blizzardsky when she returned to camp. From the sounds of it, their Grandmother's words had failed to make any impact, and she hardly wanted to add to Tigerflame's burden.
"By all means, Pitayapaw, jest if you must," She replied, her tone and expression icy, "But perhaps you should take a lesson from your brother about addressing those older than you with respect."
She turned her gaze to the nervous tom and flicked an ear as she considered what he'd said about Wolfpaw. That tom had a tendency to let his words get ahead of him - perhaps bordering on bullying. Not that he was her problem, unless she bore another litter. All the same, he wasn't entirely wrong, if she had to guess. Tigerflame wanted her grandkits to be happy and more importantly, avoid tragedies such as that of Iceskip. For Kiwipaw, she may have determined that a gentle and quiet molly would be the best option for him. Given the options within his age group, she would tend to agree.
"I wouldn't worry about that," She told the tom, quickly dismissing his sister, "It is always wise to be cautious, but lizards care little for their eggs once they've been laid."
Nodding at the tom, she added, "Good form - I hope to see you continue that as we continue. Now Pitayapaw, why don't you show us your tracking skills, hm?"
She didn't mention it was due to her own failure to scent anything, nor did she turn her eyes to the young molly. If she was to be treated with disrespect, the apprentice would receive none of her attention or interest, simple as that.
Pitayapaw snickered at her brother's response. She thought her voice was low enough only for the pair to hear? Why was he always worrying? What could that snob do anyways? Surely, she'd look silly if she complained to others about an apprentice hurting her little feelings. "Oh, relax. If those "oh so formidable warrior" or "prestigious family" still holds, then Daffodilmost and Tigerflame should be able to take criticism. Or a joke for that matter." She casted a pointed look at the older warrior.
The frowned a little when her brother flinched about Littlepaw. Out of everyone in the clan, she'd feel the worst if she hurt his feelings. He was fragile, believe it or not. And he was also one of the prettiest -- after herself of course. When she brought up Littlepaw, she didn't expect him to feel the way he did. Perhaps he and that she apprentice had been conversing lately? Did he like her? His next statement confirmed that he didn't know much about his future mate, leaving Pitayapaw a bit more relieved than what she would like to admit.
When he asked if she thought Littlepaw was inept, she narrowed one eye. She just said so? Did it completely go over his ears? "Uh, absolutely! Have you not seen her socialize? She makes me want to pull my fur out." She was carefully to keep her voice low for this one, though she didn't care if it came back to Littlepaw somehow. The apprentice didn't care to explain why she was bad-mouthing her clanmates to Nightstar. "You could stand up for yourself more, Kiwipaw," she said instead of mewing "get a backbone". "But don't listen to that fool. Wolfpaw should be worrying about himself. His cactus-like personality makes him unlikable."
It seemed like both Kiwipaw and herself were doing better than Daffodilmist. It was a shame, really. Wasn't she supposed to be more experienced than them? After her brother placed the egg at their feet, she gave the warrior a side-eye. "Yessss, Kiwipaw! We're both good at this!" The apprentice purposefully left the warrior out, seeing she dismissed her. Two could play at that game.
When Daffodilmist asked her to track, the apprentice rolled her eyes. The way the older warrior spoke was as if she didn't think she was capable to do such easy task. Having a backbone never equated to incompetence. Not in her eyes. "You didn't smell anything?" Pitayapaw asked before trotting forward. As soon as she tasted the air, she caught whiff of a mouse. She stretched her neck forward, eventually seeing the prey. Without a word, she gestured the two cats to it. Although she wanted to taunt the warrior some more, she wasn't foolish enough to scare prey while at it.