DEATH TO CHRONOS | finding twoleg garbage / casual


Chrysaliswing wandered around the territory aimlessly, as though he aimed to get lost through the labyrinth of moss-strewn knoll and shadow-bound bough, more of a stray upon the land than a cat who had lived there for all of his waking life. He wandered away from the patrol that he had been assigned to, reluctant to even be around another soul at the moment. After all, being near the Twolegplace and its rumbling Thunderpath border was enough to dredge up any badmemories that dared to lie dormant. Striding gait continued until he happened upon a force tugging back at one leg as though it were an excursive to rambling thoughts and musings, a distraction to rouse him from a living stupor. "Ugh. Twoleg garbage. What's it even used for?" He glanced at it, noting the unnatural translucency and the strange, evenly-sized holes in the thread-like thing - counting six holes, in total.

  • Posts must be 5 sentences or less <3 / He found a six-pack ring :3
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  • —— CHRYSALISWING / He/They / 24 Moons
    —— Warrior of Skyclan / Mentoring n/a
    —— A long-haired tomcat with chimaeric patterning. His left side is fully black and his right side is black splotched with sunset-orange. He has complete heterochromia, with his right eye being a bright green and his left eye being a glowering yellow.
    —— Abrasive, temperamental, and critical. Approach at your own risk and engage at your own cost. Despite this, he is a hard worker and quick to call out what he finds wrong.
    —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.


 
It’s like the bur bush caught you, but it’s clear,” squeaks Fluffypaw, her eyes round with fear. The object in question is transparent, ring-like, perfectly strained around Chrysaliswing’s foot. The young tortoiseshell chimera suppresses a shudder. “Is it a—a trap?” She backs away, unwilling to get any closer to the object.

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  • Fluffykit . Fluffypaw, she/her w/ feminine terms.
    — “speech”, thoughts, attack
    — 6 moons old, ages realistically on the 8th.
    — mentored by Greeneyes ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a.
    — skyclan apprentice. butterflytuft x dandelionwish, gen 3.
    — penned by Marquette.
    lh chocolate tortie/cream chimera with jade eyes. frightened, clingy, anxious, gentle.


 
"No, but better to leave it alone." Orangestar answers Fluffypaw with a glance towards the tortoiseshell, before her eyes settle back upon Chrysaliswing and the twoleg nonsense she's found his paw tugged by. She glances at his face, searching for any sign of panic, but sees nothing except his usual irritation. Scarred muzzle nears the twoleg trash, peering at it closely as if it would give her StarClan-sent answers. "You aren't stuck?"

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  • ORANGESTAR ✧ she/her, leader of skyclan | eight lives

    — "a scarred white-and-ginger she-cat with brown eyes."
    — single ; mentoring springpaw
    — speech is in #F18C47
    tags | penned by mercibun, contact on discord for plots.


 
Cherryblossom's first glance is towards Orangestar, not the scrap of twoleg waste, when Chrysaliswing leads their patrol to it. She's made a point of not talking to him since their spat, but even pettiness can't overcome curiosity. "You think we should, like, carry it back to the Twolegplace?" she suggests, lingering back along with Fluffypaw as their leader ekes closer to the thing. It lacks the teeth of the traps that had once plagued SkyClan territory, but nonetheless she remarks, "It could still be a trap, you know."

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Ekat approaches cautiously, too, heralded like the rest of their Clanmates by the sound of the tomcat's irritated grumbling. She watches the unnatural, symmetrical Twoleg object where it's wrapped around Chrysaliswing's ankle with apprehension — but it doesn't seem to be constricting or harming the warrior, not yet, at least. If it were anyone else, Ekat would offer to help remove the strange, transparent object — but not only is she sure the bad-tempered tomcat would refuse assistance even if he needed it, she isn't keen on doing anything for Chrysaliswing anyways. Instead, Ekat glances towards Cherryblossom with a small nod. It'd probably be safest to remove the thing from their territory, although she hopes she isn't selected for the task.​
 

Discomfort rolled off the Lead Warrior like ripples in a disturbed lake, disgust filling his features as he watched the Twoleg garbage snare around Chrys' leg. His back arched and, facing sideways, Silversmoke slowly backed away as the chimera grew closer to his clanmates, his bushy tail lashing at such a speed as to strain it if he prolonged the gesture for too long. "Bury it," his suggestion sounded more like a demand as he wrestled with his feelings. "Whatever it is, it has no place here."

 
Strolling nearby the lead was surprised by the sudden commotion to his left he padded over to figure out the fuss, this was actually a two-leg item he had seen before. Intrigued, he scooted closer and nodded offering a small token of advice. "It's harmless unless you get it around your neck and I saw birds get trapped in these a lot at my old den." They blinked as Silversmoke stepped away murmuring back thoughtfully "Not a bad idea."


  • ✧ LH cinnamon tabby high white blue eye
    npc x npc ; sibling to crescent and bear
    ✧ skyclan lead warrior ; ex-loner
    ✧ 34 moons old ; birthday 07/01
    ✧ AFAB ; nonbinary ; he/they
    ✧ pansexual ; polyromantic ; single
    "speech", thought, attack, powerplay
    ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed
    ✧ penned by tasmagoric
 

"Don't know." Chrysaliswing grumbled as he shook at the plastic snare that seemed so incensed to stick to his hind leg, as though it would toil at his limbs and refuse to be taken, of which only angered the tomcat even more. With a few more shakes, the strange Twoleg holes combed through purls of fur and floated onto the ground, almost ghostly in pale translucence and deathly stillness. Heterochromatic gaze narrowed as he focused upon the six-pack. It did not appear as a trap, with no sharp edges nor anything designed to hook him into place. "Whatever it is, I don't want to touch it." He scoffed, tail flicking behind him in annoyance.

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  • —— CHRYSALISWING / He/They / 24 Moons
    —— Warrior of Skyclan / Mentoring n/a
    —— A long-haired tomcat with chimaeric patterning. His left side is fully black and his right side is black splotched with sunset-orange. He has complete heterochromia, with his right eye being a bright green and his left eye being a glowering yellow.
    —— Abrasive, temperamental, and critical. Approach at your own risk and engage at your own cost. Despite this, he is a hard worker and quick to call out what he finds wrong.
    —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.


 

✧ .Well it seems to like you, “ Greeneyes chirps to the chimera, unease rising as he appears next to his apprentice, crooked tail ready to push her back should she move closer — he doubts she’ll do such, but he prepares nonetheless. It’s hardly a trap for cats — though one for birds, Dogbite claims — if it fails to catch Chrysaliswing in clear rings jointed together, a shape akin to the sun’s mid-day disappearance. Still, it’s nothing he wants to deal with, despite the shimmer its translucence gives off as it flutters to the ground.

Maybe you should lead it away? “ The warrior refuses to touch it, but he already has, so he might as well.​
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    GREENEYES AMAB. He / Him. Lead Warrior of SkyClan.
    ✧ . A red tabby and white tom with bright green eyes.
    ✧ . Daisyflight x Raven Ramble
    ✧ . Mentored by Sheepcurl ; Mentor to Fluffypaw, formerly Falcongaze
    ✧ . Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted!
    ✧ . Penned by Abri@_abri_ on discord, feel free to dm for plots!
    ✧ . " Speech " ; Attack