Warrior Cats Online - Gloaming Camp

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Newly Relocated Gloaming Camp.

The Syndicate now resides beneath the Clans, hiding deep within their tunnel system. They have discovered a cave of sorts deep within, with a gentle creek flowing splitting the opening in half. For now, they are closest beneath WindClan and RiverClan.

The opening has enough space for others to comfortably lay around, only slightly smaller than a Clearing.

No den's have been carved out for them to reside within yet.

The Main Clearing has smaller sections branching off, each larger tunnel systems which connects to each of the clans, or a dead end. Or. Another, much smaller, clearing.

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Martha sat deviously

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Thane followed the group as sneakily as possible. His brother had not done as promised and introduced him to the group, instead just dropping off the young tom as if this was a daycare of some sorts. Please, Thane was way too old to need daycare. Regardless, maybe he could just blend in.

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=> @Shade.
Honestly, being a mole wasn't exactly Spirit's style. They enjoyed feeling the wind throughout the fur, looking at the sky and feeling at peace. They were a true nomad at heart. Tunnels made them feel... dirty. Contained. It had his fur beginning to crawl, but you see, the divine ghost had his own mission. Things were so dreadfully boring, and he still had these ahem... berries. (A bit withered but really, that just added to the taste. It let the poison be more potent!)

Gaze shifting about the clearing, Spirit looked for a cat that wouldn't be missed. Just in case. A shame to be trying this out on a supposed .. hm, bandmate. Yet needed for their .. evolution.

With a grin, they lifted their berries up and approached Haven. He set them down at the outsider's paws. "Oh darling, you look so peckish. The journey must have been dreadfully hard for you. Please, have some of my berries. They are delicious, " He encouraged with an uncanny smile.

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Haste led her daughter, Storm through the camp to finally rest after a walk. Storm was sporting a new, purple bruise on her cheek, and was silent as her father, Bucky, joined them.

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William

It felt as though they had been walking for months. Paws ached as he trudged beneath the surface, like the moles. But William liked to believe they were akin more to ants, a nonstop workforce that the ecosystem should fear. They were not squashed, they were not finished. Not by a long shot. Just being shooed away like that made his blood boil. They were worth more than just a passed memory.

As they went deeper and deeper within the caves, his nose twitched. Granted, he could not see a thing, well moreso he could barely see a thing. It took a lot of squinting. But eventually they made it deep enough within the system to find a carved out...cave? Or something akin to that of an underground cave. The gentle running of a stream nearby catching his attention more than anything.

This was it. This is where they would officially begin. Flowers need to bud beneath the surface first before they can become what they are. A smile filtered to his maw. "Here is where we will live. Here is where we will thrive. Who would expect a threat from below?" he asked as he turned around to face the few who decided to follow. Surely his following had shrunk slightly, but that meant those who stayed were truly believing of his cause.

The Clans had to be knocked down a peg or two. He had a few ideas in mind, but first, to organize this little bit of chaos. "Hmm. How many of you do I have here let me count hmmmm." he hummed to himself as he began to count heads.

[THEY HAVE DISCOVERED THE TUNNELS!
Have your character react if you are interested in them still being a member of the Syndicate. If not! Leave a Vm on my profile stating that and I will take you out of the mentions list :heartbounce:

They will begin digging out Tunnels, and an event will be held on Saturday 4pm AKT ]

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Martha lifted her head and grinned at William. "I'm here!"

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Lana, sat quitely after paddling softly into the cave, her hazel eyes having slight trouble adjusting

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@Starfall Gater sat up. He was a little peeved that his question went unanswered.

(He had asked if he could stay in one of his lone dens nearby.)

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Tobias sidles up to his brother, a very severe expression on his tabby features,
“I hope you understand that I’ve been trying to get a word with you for the past few days,” He meows grumpily, looking over his brother, his yellow eyes blank behind his mask of frustration, “But, anyway, I’m back. If you noticed. I’m sorry for disappearing, you know I’m a wanderer,” He looks around the “camp” (if it can be called as much. To Tobias, it seems more like a prison.), taking in every detail, every cat nearby, before he speaks again.
“I’m not too sure about the new digs, William,” He meows plainly, a frown on his face, though the corner of his maw twitches at his own tunnel pun, “This new camp… eehhh… William, this seems more like a prison than something that’s soon to be a home.”
He sat down beside his brother, regarding him for a moment before his gaze switches over to the cats filling (For the most part, quietly.) into the dank and earthy space. He holds back a scoff.
These followers of William’s, Tobias muses, observing them, They seem to be nothing more than mindless drones with one thought, kill. It is rather pathetic. I’ve hardly seen a more miserable group. Sure, these cats will promise anything.
“Oh, William, we shall have the clans quaking at our feet in mere days! You shall want for naught!”
“Yes, William, we are a solid and stable military. We are of one mind. Drone bees buzzing in and out of the hive, though as silent as the snow owl, we are! We shall destroy the clans by ripping out their innards! The clans will writhe as they drop dead, one by miserable one!”
“I will do only as you ask, oh mighty ruler! Take us to glory, victory!”
Yeah, right, Tobias thinks to himself, eyes betraying none of his inner thoughts, They are about as structured as a group of twolegs. They know nothing but survival of the fittest, and how to follow behind until they get what they want. My poor brother, with all his theatrics and his grandeur, is nothing but a future obstacle for these fiends. They will follow him to victory, yes. But they only wish to kill him and split whatever we all glean between their greedy selves.
Tobias, despite predicting what was to come as a grim and horrible thing, was not troubled. He didn’t care much for big groups, anyway. When things became too hot for his liking, he would simply leave for more wandering. Perhaps, in time, he could convince his brother of what he himself was certain. Though, as he shot a glance next to him, to his brother, he knew that it would probably be forever until William would step away from the dark, twisted fantasy world of his own creation.
@Starfall (Tobi is back hehe. Don’t mind the inner monologue, lmao, trying to explore who Tobi is a little more,)