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Honeyjade gives warrior names and Warrior Cats match-ups to more characters from Survivors.
(Ivy just stands there because she does not know how to join in.)
Fringe sighed with relief when she saw the tom come up with the key in his jaws. “We can move to the next den then,” she murmured. “Oh, I hope it’s not mine…”
(P.S. Maple what will Fringe’s cave be?)
It will be a broken bridge if a decide to do a cave for your character, not all characters will get one
Snow looked at the key, relieve and wonder filled her, she looked at Sunny and meowed, “Now we can go to the next cave, one hopefully without water,” She looked thoughtful for a moment and meowed, “And food…” her stomach grumbled and she waited for the key to do it’s thing.
Sunny found some marigold and carried as much as she could in her jaws. “Who needs these? Who here is wounded?” she yelled.
The water slowed down and the cats were slowly dragged out of the cave and into the next one.
It was like a cliff side path with a broken bridge that separated the cave from the exit.
Below the bridge was a massive drop, anything that fell down would be shattered on the rock hard floor of the cave
Harnor –
“This cave is simple, all you have to do is throw you keys over the edge. It’s not challenging in any way, but I guess we can’t have everything. For every key you throw down the bridge fixes its self by a third.
Let the cave begin !”
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I’m realyy sorry we had no more caves, this Test has been a bit of test to see what works and what doesn’t for Roleplay. The next test will be much better, I have it all planned out
Come on. I wanted a cave.
Snowdapple stumbled up and winced as a wave of pain flooded over her, she sat down and looked at her flank, it looked weird, it was a raw pink color,
‘Did my cut get infected?’ she wondered sniffing it, ‘This is bad…’ She said nothing though and looked at the bridge in interest,
“So… We have to throw our keys?” She blinked, “But we worked so hard to get them…”
Feather glanced down. “Well . . . there’s no other option. If we don’t,we will be stuck here.”
Dune paced around
“Uhhh he cried, ,”why do we have to get rid of the keys !” He’d lost Wren once before and to be honest the key kind of reminded him of him tabby and white sister.
“Well if we have to do it we might as well get it over and done with if you have a key put it here, I don’t really know your name and I don’t really care, you black tom over there come here, you as well Wisp, place the keys down here we’ll push them off together.”
He dropped his head and let the key fall to the floor. Then he ran over the Wisp, who was still standing still a bit in shock and yanked the string of her key so it fell from her neck (sorry Iris, I just kind of want to speed this along). He grabbed her white crescent key in his jaws and placed it next to his. Scared that another cat would push his key over he placed his paw lightly on top of it, he’d need to ready himself to say goodbye to the little piece of Wren he had left.
Just one more key to get he thought.
“Hey you,” he shouted again at the black tom, “Hurry up and place your key next to mine.”
Well, I might as well get started with this, Dunde thought.
Before Wisp could stop him he pushed the key off of the ledge and it tumbled down, smashing to pieces on the ground.
Black Bird nodded, his fur still soaked. He took the ashy grey key, and smashed it unto the ground below the bridge.
Sunny applied some marigold on Snow’s wound. “These will stop the infection.”
Snow blinked and winced at the sting of the herb. “Thanks Sunny…” she mewed, looking at the she-cat.
Sunny snorted. “What do you think I was going to do, let you die of infection?”
Ivy let out a hiss of frustration as she tried in vain to lick her black-and-silver pelt dry.
(Sorry i was gone, in the cave with the water let’s pretend that thunder was having panic attacks because he hates water)
“All of that work just to throw it away, these tests are going to be a lot different than I thought.”thunder muttered to himself