Atari Territory

[taillow]

Known as The Crag, the territory that belongs to the Atari is massive. It spans the entirety of the mountain tops. Most of it is rugged and is home to steep drop offs and inclines, with sparse greenery.

Glimmerall: A cave-dwelling moonlit pool that seems to cast glimmering shadows and sparkles around the cave walls at night. The surface of the pool is always still, the water crystal-like and practically see-through to the bottom. Atari ceremonies are performed here.

Eagle’s Landing: The highest point of the mountain that overlooks the camp and the rest of the Atari’s territory. The remnants of an eagle nest still reside up here, maintained as a rest point. Only the Crown and Claw of the Crown, and those invited by the Crown, are allowed up here.

Pointbreak: Near the cliffside of their mountain camp where Initiates are trained. It overlooks the giant ocean below them but has enough room for movement and the drop offs are protected by a thickly woven bramble wall. Assessments for future Claws and Trappers happen here

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Saturn

Hardened paws strolled over the rocks and Saturn slipped around the rocks and crannies of the mountainside, scaling it up and down with the ease of someone who had been sneaking out to run around here since she was a baby. But now she was out here freely, not even burdened down by duties for now. No sir, this was her freetime!

With a grin of confidence bleeding over her mawn, the Crown slipped further down the ridge, copper eye zeroing in one a little feathery thing idly hopping between the rocks. And she had found her lunch, it seemed! She pounced, and as per usual the bird had time to flap into the air, and as per usual, she twisted and reached out a paw, claws snagging on the flying thing and slamming it down.

Hm, she rather enjoyed hunting like this.

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[ghost.]

. ｡ﾟ☆:*.Apollo.*:☆ﾟ｡.
✧*̥˚ Atari Keeper ; 19 moons ; No Purrks ; He/Him *̥˚✧

Apollo padded up to a familiar scent. Saturn. But he swerved away, catching the scent of a starling. He pounced, landing squarely on it and biting its neck. He buried it before crouching, mouth open to taste the air. Was there a rabbit den? Rare, but he'd take it. He dashed to the entrance, cutting off the prey's escape route. The silver tom killed both rabbits inside with swift blows. He left them in there, before he caught wind of a sparrow. He was on a roll! He leaped into the air, but his claws just missed feathers and he missed, landing hard on the ground. Never mind that.

Disturbed by his landing, a vole darted out and he snapped its neck quickly. And a squirrel caught his eye. He chased in pursuit of the prey, but tripped over a loose rock and the squirrel escaped. He scrambled up a jutting ledge and pushed off, landing on the squirrel's back and crushing it's spine and killing it.

Satisfied with his catches, he grabbed the prey and dropped it at Saturn's paws. I-I caught some prey. W-Want to share?" he asked, nudging the starling towards her. "We can e-eat the st-starling. I'll b-b-bring the rest b-back to c-camp."

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@Minkuu
Poor, poor Anima. He thought that acting like a grumpy badgerface would get Potato to leave him alone and shut up? Absolutely not! In fact, the agreement, however grudging, had the initiate bouncing on his toes, prancing into the Atari's territory with great verve. Yes! Training! He would have to ask a claw next time, Anima would certainly know better than him who ought to be training him and he probably should have thought of that to begin with. After all, he was supposed to become a claw. That was the thing he was meant to be doing. So it would have made sense to ask one of them. But he had seen Anima, and gotten excited. And he could make the best of this for sure!

Pausing once he had reached a reasonably flat, pointy-rock-free location, Potato spun to smile in what he hoped was a charming manner at Anima. What do you wanna teach me first? Can you teach me how to, like, destroy cats? Because I'm not that big hopefully he'd grow but he didn't want to risk not growing and being useless but I want to beat up anybody! And not get squished in the process preferably! Not perishing himself would certainly be ideal. Now he just had to hope Anima could impart some knowledge (probably a bit more basic than he was hoping for, but it would be a start at least) and he could go bug a Claw then!

[IDIOTICBEAN101]

Rattler-He/Him
Trapper


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Oh, another simple, boring, repetitive day.
The same things.
Same sights.
Geez, it was kinda bland, wasn’t it?

Rattler had decided to hunt, ya know, to do something.
Maybe he would see another cat while he was out, maybe not.

He hoped so, maybe it would liven up this dreadfully boring day.

Boy, had he thought being a trapper would be more fun than this.

Rattler let out a bit of a dramatically long sigh before he fully focused on finding some prey.


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