In a world where dog eat dog has become more reality than metaphor it is up to you and yours not only to survive, but to thrive on the streets of Cascaro, Maine. Enter a once thriving metropolitan, now near abandoned to man's former best friend, where every choice bears a consequence and every victory leads to yet further strife. Your choice is clear: risk it all and fight for life or fall to ruin and ignominy in this open world arena, where the plot is driven by its advanced writing community and their ambitious feral canines. Whether you claw your way to the top by the power of tooth and fang and make history, cling to the powers that be, or explore the seedy underbelly of Cascaro, life hangs in the balance.
With too friendly a staff team and an overeager, thriving, and active member base ready and willing to usher you in to your new home, the choice to join is much simpler than the choices waiting for your future creations. You don't have to risk it all, but they do.
We are an AU Warriors Roleplay, where a warrior taken by twolegs has found himself in the wilds of New England, North America. Four new Clans have emerged in his wake - WaveClan, the beach dwellers, MarshClan, the cats of the swamp, StoneClan, who lives in meadows filled with old stone cow fences, and RainClan, the forest cats.
We are a literate roleplay with a minimum word count of 200 words per in-character post. We welcome all roleplayers, but encourage older players, as mature topics will likely be discussed in the cbox.
The days are cool and the weather soft, alternating daily between breezy sunlight and light, warm spring showers. The leaves are coming into full bud, and prey is thriving.
Blessing: The rain has brought MarshClan an overwhelming volume of frogs to hunt.