Welcome to Moment of Truth! We are a relaxed play-by-post Warriors roleplay set in a post-apocalyptic world. We feature original Clans in a unique city setting for a refreshing take on the familiar Warriors universe. In the aftermath of a devastating plague, humans have been wiped out and only nature is left behind. GlassClan, former kittypets of the city, are now faced with AshClan, wild cats who have travelled far and now call the city their home. The Tribe, desiring only peace, take shelter in the sewers and subways underneath the city. Can you survive in this new world?
The activity check is now over!!! Accounts that didn't reply have been moved to the inactive member group, but feel free to message staff if you want to be moved back!! Two high ranks have opened, deputy and medicine cat in AshClan! Please consider applying! Gatherings won't occur until high ranks are filled!
It is now New-Leaf on MOT!
Hello everyone! We've got a new skin up, if you notice anything weird on the site please give us a heads up as we're still trying to tweak everything and may have missed something when moving to the new layout. We've put an activity check up that will be open for a week; please be sure to reply to this if you want to keep your characters! If you're unable to reply to the check or are having activity problems, please reach out to us. After the check and the old characters/bios/threads have been cleaned out, we will continue from there to grow our site even more.
Happy New Year, MOT!!! We have an activity check up so please check that out to keep your account and characters safe. Almost all high ranks are filled, with just the Head Hunter remaining, so definitely look into applying so we can move towards holding our first Gathering! We are super excited with the activity we had been building, and would love to keep that momentum going into the new semester!
It is now Leaf-Bare on MOT!
The activity check is over! We have an announcement up here where you can earn shop items that would otherwise need to be bought! We want to welcome all the new members that have joined in the last week or so, and encourage all members to look at the open high ranks to see if any position catches your eye! We are more than excited to roleplay with everyone!
We hope that everyone who celebrates it has had a great Thanksgiving! This weekend we have decided to do some cleaning around the site and to hopefully make things a little easier to understand in regards to information threads and high rank auditions. To do that, we are doing a small activity check that will only last a few days so that we can implement those changes. Please be sure to post there with what characters/wips you wanna keep!
We've been open for a little over a month now, and role playing is beginning to pick up! We're currently brainstorming ideas of IC events that could take place in the future, so if you've got any ideas feel free to toss them at us. High ranks are still open with no current end date, though we've been getting a few auditions, so get yours in! Available high ranks can be found here.
MOT is now open! Feel free to stop in and chat with us, poke around, and make yourself at home! Here is the list of all currently available high ranks.
as the world comes to an end i'll be there to hold your hand
They had come far, him and Atlas. He was not sure of how many moons it had been, walking, wandering, searching. They had been hunting the murderers of the red tom's sister, pursuing figures that existed in Navi's memories. They were successful, in some places. Hoarding rumors and whispers of a band of murderers, or assassins, or something. The stories were always different, but they were enough to go off of for now. At the same time, they hunted for Navi's own sister, though will less purpose and direction as their hunt for revenge. Ever since meeting Atlas, Navi had felt more grounded, having a name and a relation for the Blue-Eyed Cat in his memories, but he still did not know enough to guide him better. Ever since realizing the memory cat was his sister, he had had more flashes of times with her, where they were smaller. Playing, laughing. Always fuzzy, though, always hard to grasp. It was frustrating, but Navi dared not complain. He held it silently within himself, and continued on.
They had come across a city in more recent moons, and it was vast, and Navi knew the large scope of it meant they would be spending some time here. They had settled in a camp along the river that roped around it, near fresh water and food, and had already done some exploring. Other cats already lived here, though the pair had so far avoided any contact with them. He wondered, sometimes, if Atlas was envious of them. The red tom had come from a structured and supportive group, something Navi couldn't replicate. Did he miss it?
It was early in the morning when Navi slipped from the camp, stretching short legs and setting forth on a short walk. He did not plan to go far, just enough to wake his body up, to clear his mind from the dreams he always had. Vague memories, clustered and mixed. They never made sense. Sometimes he liked to sit and decipher them, but he was never successful. The morning air was clear, though, frigid and sharp in his lungs, and it helped him wake up and move on.
They were settled near a strange plot of land where strange stone shapes jutted from the earth, a remnant of human influence on the land. He wasn't sure what they were for, but gave the area a solemn feel, and he leapt on top of a smaller one to crouch. Not far from Atlas, close enough to hear if anything went wrong. He knew, of course, that the other was fully capable of defending himself, but he could not bear the thought of something happened to the other tom and he wasn't there. He just needed a moment, or two, before returning to the warmth of their nest.
471 for maleficent its 430 am i know this isnt good but dont kill me
The dreams he had recently were not pleasant ones. Ever since the death of his sister and he left his family to travel with Navi, his sleep had been plagued by nightmares nearly every night. They were mostly memories, or his mind filling in the happenings before Atlas had arrived at the scene of his sister's corpse and Navi, blood stained, standing over her. They were not pleasurable, to the point that Atlas had stayed up some nights to avoid the terrors that his thoughts plagued him with, but in the times when his body finally could no longer put up with the exhaustion he had no choice.
This was one of those nights.
In this particular dream, he could see his sister being attacked, fighting for her life, and he was running. And running. endlessly running, desperately calling out to her, calling out that he was almost there, to just hang on. But he wouldn't reach her. He never did. Never got the chance to see her again before she was slain at their cruel claws.
Atlas woke with a start, head jerking up and eyes wide, muscles tensed as if he were ready to spring from the nest he shared with the small traveler. He came back to himself a moment later, eyes sliding closed and body easing into relaxation, though he could do nothing to calm his quick pulse or stop the panting. The cold air helped. It was only then that he realized he was alone. Atlas once again opened his eyes, glancing to the side of him to find Navi missing. There was no sign of a struggle so he wasn't immediately panicked. In fact, as his eyes focused against the glare of snow blanketing the ground, he could make out the small tom's shape perched atop one of the many stone monuments they'd discovered.
Concern prickled at his fur as the rust-colored cat got to his paws, his own nightmare forgotten in lieu of finding out his companion's emotions. "Master Navi!" he called, walking out of their small makeshift camp into the open, fur bristling against the cold. He paused, then, and looked apologetic at his sudden burst of noise. "Ah... I'm not interrupting anything am I? I do apologize! I was just concerned with your disappearance is all, is there anything I can do for you?"
as the world comes to an end i'll be there to hold your hand
While the cold cleared his head, sharp in his lungs and showing itself in the puffs of foggy breath that escaped him, it very quickly reached through his thick coat to chill his bones. His eyes were closed from his perch, starting to feel uncomfortable in his still position, and yet, he did not move. It was a welcome distraction from his muddled mind, the thoughts and memories that didn't line up, making thinking and even speaking a challenge. While the cold was unpleasant, it at least was a singular focus that he could direct his attention to, and for a while, it was welcome. But soon he felt the desire for the warm nest, and figured it was about time before Atlas awoke and found him missing. Not that he had gone far, but-
The call from the other caused him to jerk with alarm, eyes slipping open as he slowly sat up, body crying its relief at finally being able to move rather than simply sit and freeze. He glanced over his shoulder to regard the red tom, a small smile touching his maw at the other's added concerns that he was interrupting something. And then, ever the one to help, offered his assistance in...whatever it was Navi was doing. The small tom shifted, springing from his perch to stand before the other. Rather than looking down, his head now tilted upwards to regard the other, the smile remaining as he shook his head, a response to both inquiries.
"Just...thinking." came the short reply, voice rough from infrequent use. Thinking was certainly a vague term for it, but he knew Atlas would understand the tumbling thoughts and emotions that made up the short word. He made no efforts to further explain, other than the heavy silence that followed, trusting the other to probe if he really wanted more information. After a moment, he then fixed the other with a small from, a clear question as to what he was doing up. Several questions, all remaining behind his teeth, none breaking free. Did I wake you? Were you cold? Are you okay?
But he remained silent, simply letting the other take lead to explain as much, or as little, as he wanted.
His sudden call seemed to have surprised the small tom enough that it caused the other cat to jump slightly in shock. It was enough to make Atlas feel bad for so rudely interrupting his train of thought, and in such a crass, loud way. How could he be so impolite? He was raised better. Still, Navi didn't look upset, at least. The ginger-and-white tom was smiling; a sight that Atlas lived for. If he could make Navi smile at least once a day then he would be fulfilled. He was just... Very grateful for the other cat, and felt like he owed him that much at least.
Atlas blinked his yellow eyes in bewilderment at the sound of the other tom's voice. Navi so rarely spoke, it was truly a treat to ever hear his voice! Navi went days or weeks, sometimes even longer without speaking, not that Atlas necessarily had a problem with that. He understood that for whatever reason, speaking was a difficult thing for him to do, but even still communication was not difficult between the two. Atlas had a way of picking up on what Navi meant without the use of words; they simply worked well together like that. Still, though, the sound of his voice made Atlas' heart flutter with a pleased feeling. He had such a wonderful voice.
The smaller cat had jumped down from his perch atop one of the many strange stone pillars around them and stood in front of Atlas now. The rust-colored cat frowned, once the initial joy of hearing his voice passed, at the physical state of his companion. "Master Navi... How long were you sitting up there?" Frost clung to the tom's whiskers and the tips of his fur, indicating that he'd been up there for some time. Navi had moments where he would... Seem to punish himself, almost? See how far he could push his body in different situations, see how much he could take. IT was as if he was carrying this heavy burden all by himself and he felt that he wasn't quite enough. It was a sad thing, Atlas thought.
The tall cat stepped forward and experimentally pressed his nose to his companion's forehead before he made a short sound of exclamation and shifted himself to press more of his body along the side of the smaller cat. "You're positively freezing!" he fretted, "come, let's get you back to the den. I'll catch some fish for the two of us while you warm yourself."
as the world comes to an end i'll be there to hold your hand
He should have known that Atlas wouldn't complain, about his interrupted rest or the memories that haunted him in his dreams. They were similar in that way, he supposed. Neither wanting to burden others with their own concerns. But whereas Atlas instead pushed his focus onto those around him, ensuring their own health and safety as though to compensate for his own less pleasant thoughts, Navi found himself simply adding to his own burdens. Whether by tackling others demons or by pushing himself further than he should go, he was restless, both in mind and body. It was exhausting.
The small tom has not even noticed how deep the chill had penetrated until Atlas mentioned it, Navi's head tilting back to squint at the sun as if trying to estimate just how long he had been there. An hour, maybe? One moment had turned into many, and Navi felt sheepish at just how long he had spent crouching on a strange rock in the snow, the awkward embarrassment showing on his face. His ears lowered slightly, and while he shrugged in a nonchalant manner, it was obvious that more time had passed than he had expected. Still, Atlas should not worry about him. If anything, the endurance being build would only help to serve him in the future whenever they were faced with danger.
Still, despite the unnecessary fussing, it was endearing. He supposed the other's fussy nature came form his heritage. After all, wouldn't a prince need to ensure the health and safety of his people? It was kindness that Navi did not feel he deserved, but he accepted it nonetheless. The pressure of the other against his side was a welcome relief, though he would hate to admit that he had perhaps done something a little stupid by sitting out in the chilly morning air. He should have found some prey to chase and fight. That would have been much better.
Atlas urged him to settle in the den, and while the idea was appealing, Navi quickly shook his head, a paw gesturing between the pair of them. They could both hunt, after all. While Atlas was certainly the better fisher, Navi certainly didn't want to leave him alone while he got to warm up in the den. After all, wouldn't they then end up in the same situation, with one safe and the other exposed and cold? No, they could both fish. Besides, what if some awful predator showed up to snack on Atlas's prey? Navi could absolutely use a good fight.