- Jun 29, 2022
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Welcome to the first Tabby Tales Gathering! As dictated by Rain at the conclusion of the Great Battle, the two groups are meeting again at moonhigh in the Fourtrees clearing to decipher the prophecy. "Spread like the creeper vine." Please do not attempt to have your character decipher the prophecy, as someone is planned to do this. This is the Gathering where leaders will stake their claims.
Between four towering oak trees, an empty clearing gleams silver like a starlit lake. A lustrous full moon has taken its position in the sky. There's silence, thick and heavy, but for the sounds of the forest: scuttling prey creatures, the insects' song, and, distantly, the movement of cats on a pilgrimage.
Two groups of felines begin to pour into the clearing like droplets from a waterfall. They are distinct only by the scents clinging to their coats and to whom their loyalties lie. Anxiety fills the air, tension created from a moon of pondering following a morning filled with blood and spirits rising from the dead.
It is moonhigh. The prophecy is waiting to be fulfilled.
Between four towering oak trees, an empty clearing gleams silver like a starlit lake. A lustrous full moon has taken its position in the sky. There's silence, thick and heavy, but for the sounds of the forest: scuttling prey creatures, the insects' song, and, distantly, the movement of cats on a pilgrimage.
Two groups of felines begin to pour into the clearing like droplets from a waterfall. They are distinct only by the scents clinging to their coats and to whom their loyalties lie. Anxiety fills the air, tension created from a moon of pondering following a morning filled with blood and spirits rising from the dead.
It is moonhigh. The prophecy is waiting to be fulfilled.