Post by Thistle on Jan 29, 2021 23:16:20 GMT
After the Chernobyl disaster in 1986, many pets were left behind. This resulted in mutations and deformities of all sorts. Even without any noticable physical mutations, their life spans were much shorter.
As time passed by, an organization sent people in to capture the more healthy seeming felines to transfer back to their main lab far from the effected radius. During the transportation, the weather got bad, and quickly. A massive lightning storm shook the area til finally a burst caused the forests surrounding the roads to catch ablaze, throwing the driver off guard and causing him to make a quick turn that ended with the van flipping over and crashing. Many of the felines escaped, running into the forest, looking for shelter from the storm while others were stuck, trapped to meet their fate as the flames began to engulf the area.
After escaping from the van and running off into a less dense part of the forest, they searched for shelter to keep themselves safe over night til the storm passed and the fire eased. They found themselves among some hills, taking shelter within a old badger den. While keeping watch, a young male - whom would end up as the first Hierarch of the new tribe, noticed something fluttering from the near by trees. A flutter of Pyralis moths, a couple falling from the sky as its wings slowly burned away in embers. After a few days of the felines working things out and settling in their new home, the male declared the name "Tribe of The Searing Pyralis" in thought of how they managed to survive the night without burning up like the moths.
As time passed by, an organization sent people in to capture the more healthy seeming felines to transfer back to their main lab far from the effected radius. During the transportation, the weather got bad, and quickly. A massive lightning storm shook the area til finally a burst caused the forests surrounding the roads to catch ablaze, throwing the driver off guard and causing him to make a quick turn that ended with the van flipping over and crashing. Many of the felines escaped, running into the forest, looking for shelter from the storm while others were stuck, trapped to meet their fate as the flames began to engulf the area.
After escaping from the van and running off into a less dense part of the forest, they searched for shelter to keep themselves safe over night til the storm passed and the fire eased. They found themselves among some hills, taking shelter within a old badger den. While keeping watch, a young male - whom would end up as the first Hierarch of the new tribe, noticed something fluttering from the near by trees. A flutter of Pyralis moths, a couple falling from the sky as its wings slowly burned away in embers. After a few days of the felines working things out and settling in their new home, the male declared the name "Tribe of The Searing Pyralis" in thought of how they managed to survive the night without burning up like the moths.