regular roleplays || “tree-cat!” fatepaw and coral | https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/32606453/comments/#comments-330971079 peregrine hunting with coral | https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/33866804/comments/#comments-331113416 lore roleplays || pure and coral mother son interaction | https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/33866804/comments/#comments-330976151 (nt: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/33866804/comments/#comments-331214159 ) sasral (sastrugi and coral) | https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/36130972/comments/#comments-331646214 [ nt: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/36130972/comments/#comments-331709094 ] sonata and coral awww so cute | https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/36130972/comments/#comments-331936752 specified/weekly quest roleplays || companions with splinterpaw | https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/33866804/comments/#comments-330970177 healing with buzzardignite | https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/36130972/comments/#comments-331794688 healing with zodiac | https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/36130972/comments/#comments-331850230 adopting (/j) with cormorantkit | relationship with katniss > my dear, dearest friend, one and only. her feelings are viewed as just basic friendship and attachment, but her love for her dear friend is deeper than they realize. quoting: “as her sweet words filled his mind. he was listening- of course, he was listening- and he yearned to listen and understand so intently that instead he had found his focus on her eyes once more, how her pale blue pupils illuminated the night ever so tenderly. a purr rose in his throat- he knew the nothing-something too well, much more than he would like to express in words.” "of course, my dear." though perhaps it hadn't come out exactly as he intended, causing his face to grow warm at the thought of slightly embarrassing himself- he paid it no mind, only closing his eyes to let his eyelashes quickly pinch his lower eyelid before twitching his whiskers. it was true, after all- she was her most trusted, beloved friend.. one that he would trade his life for, one that he would trade the world for. he knew perhaps trading the world wouldn't be the best decision, taken to a literal extent... and even then, he suspected that deep in the depths of his heart, he wouldn't take back a single thought. "shall we?" he hummed, pointing his ears to the back of his head, movements as tranquil as can be. the frost nipped at his heels as he patiently waited for the flame-kissed feline to go first, leaving an open invitation for her to take the lead. as much as she was one to start things, to pack up and get going with reveries of adventure lingering at the top of her mind- she wished to be polite and... perhaps also wished to see katniss smile, if she noticed it after all. her smile was truly marvelous. amidst the cold, the warmth in the wandering healer's heart prevailed, sending a rush of fuzzy butterflies down her tense muscles. there was much she would like to talk to katniss about- perhaps tell her about her day, about the cats she had met, and whatnot.. but most of all, she was just glad to spend time with an old friend. their dearest katniss.“ thoughts about their kits:
current voice claim | deep voice awakened white lily “say what you will. true freedom…” what is the concept of truth to coral? why does it affect her daily life and how she acts? 1, quoting 6M old coral: “the truth that shapes the universe, a force that guides feline-kind.. an instrument of the ones who created this very forest. that’s the best I can explain it. I seek something I will never be able to touch with my own paws, to hold physically- but rather a renewing of the soul…” “ …religiously? I… don’t know if that’s the right way to describe it. the truth isn’t something I.. worship. at least… I don’t think so. it’s more like.. if there was a flower hidden somewhere in a meadow. you know it’s there because you’ve seen hints of it. a petal drifting in the wind, or a scent being carried…. but you’ve haven’t actually seen the flower itself. I don’t know what the truth is, though. because if understood it, then maybe, I wouldn’t need to leave my clan to seek it.” 2, quoting 24M old coral: “even then, I find myself looking for more answers. my journey has not met its end... and I've grown to accept that perhaps curiosity is just a part of who I am, something that has always remained within me.” why is it so important to coral? 1, quoting 45M old coral: “someone who wished to understand everything in their midst, so that perhaps, it would be worth loving, worth caring, worth healing, worth… living. worth having a purpose. because life without a purpose… was meaningless. a /coralchalcedony/ without a purpose… was meaningless. and ever since they were a kit, still inside of the medic den with their father deepmaelstrom, learning about herbs- since they were outside the nursery fixing kelp bracelets and jumping in puddles and play-fighting with strangers… they had always searched for a purpose. a task. a commandment. a truth. wherever it could’ve been. and she remembered being so terrified of the thought of becoming an apprentice- the thought of following a destiny laid out for them- and cowering. hiding. so when she left, it was a new opportunity to grow. a new opportunity to change. to run in fields, to train by meadows, to take moonlit strolls every night… and a chance to finally lay out the purpose that she desired, to find the truth and the freedom that she so dearly adored, to… ultimately find her values. and now, at 45 moons, with a purpose… she felt somewhat… unsatisfied. it was strangely unwise of her- ironic, considering how wise other cats viewed her to be. and the realization haunted her.” what does coral think about the clans? what is coral’s belief in starclan? 1, quoting 20M old coral: “the clans.. what an interesting topic. I was born in a clan.. a group of cats, each with their own territories, rules, code, way of life, beliefs… all tying into tradition and the legacy that each one carries. they.. rely on each other to survive, in a sense.” “and starclan is what it is believed to be the afterlife of peace, prosperity, and joy. the beings of starclan guide us in our everyday decisions and choices, and help us with our judgement and sense of value. I myself am guided by the light of starclan, and even I’m still learning where to go next.”
