Well, it’s been a great run for us cubes, but we need to find someone else to run The Worst Warriors. We’re extremely busy with lots of projects and working together with the lovely production team of Feral to produce a cat simulation game. It’s a lot of work, a lot of coding, and a labor of love, but because of this, we can’t put in the time to run this unfortunately.
Maybe we’ll come back someday, but in the meantime, we’re going to be on the lookout for someone who can take over. If you’re interested, send us a message. Long time followers of TWW are most likely to be picked.
Are you going to be a part of REFLEKTOR? We’re waiting to see if we get picked.
“the story of yingkit and yangkit is a sad one indeed because in the end they are spilt apart forever and yingkit goes into a scuicidal state of deprestion but one knight before she said she was going to kill herself she had a dream from starclan, it was her sister yangkit told her that she must become a warrior and live her life to the fullest but yingkit (now yingtail) still caries a deep longing to join her sister in starclan but she new her sister wanted her to live until she became and elder and died naturaly but if your wondering how yangkit died? it started when shade (now shadefoot) had to leave bloodclan and her mate simon with a kittypet friend named minty (now mintpaw) her and simon would meet at the border between thunderclan (yes shadefoot in from thunderclan) and the kittypet dens every night but when bloodclan attacked thunderclans boarder simon witnesed her kill a close friend of simons and there relashionship changed forever and to get revenge he kitnapped yangkit and right infront of shadefoot killed her own kit with slow painful death by dragging his claws slowly across his neck and yingkit sat vigle with her dead sister for nearly 1 moon in grief and pain since they came from bloodclan not alot of cats liked them so the had to rely on each other NOW YOU KNOW”
Like a sprinkled cupcake full of worms.
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