[ClawedFrog]

I want some kittens!
Artist:

Username + ID: ClawedFrog 1119102
Last accepted form: first time breeding


Cat 1: Tigerwillow
Permission: me!
Last bred: never bred

Cat 2: NPC bookworm
Permission: N/A
Last bred: N/A

Appearance or genetics based?: Genetics :>
[b]Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: no thanks
Items using: N/A

Allow for random NR edits?: yep!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: no thanks
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: N/A

Prompt:

[elliott.]

I want some kittens!
Artist:

Username + ID: ClawedFrog 1119102
Last accepted form: first time breeding


Cat 1: Tigerwillow
Permission: me!
Last bred: never bred

Cat 2: NPC bookworm
Permission: N/A
Last bred: N/A

Appearance or genetics based?: Genetics :>
[b]Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: no thanks
Items using: N/A

Allow for random NR edits?: yep!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: no thanks
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: N/A

Prompt:

hi! unfortunately, no artist slots are open at this moment. in order to receive a nursery batch, you’ll have to post here after a nursery artist posts that they are opening up slots.

[Swishy & Broken]

Hello warriors! Opening a slot or two, make sure to include a prompt this time!
Feel free to use any items you already have in your bank for these slots, excluding Star's Praise.
They'll be closing in about 1 hour, at 9:30 pm ct

The maximum amount of kittens per litter is 3 for these slots- no 4 kitten litters <3
I won’t be doing apprentice references this time, unless it's a one-kit litter
Just a heads up I typically avoid accepting litters that include the rosette tabby type TwT !

[SushiFoxx]

I want some kittens!
Artist: Swishy & Broken

Username + ID: SushiFoxx 1005758
Last accepted form: Forum/viewtopic.php?p=148495732#p148495732

Other username + ID: Archaeopteryx. 334452
Other user's last accepted form: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=123&t=4566184&p=148485883&hilit=Archaeopteryx.#p148485883

Cat 1: Sheepwish (baby PLEASE)
Permission: mine
Last bred: Forum/viewtopic.php?p=148495732#p148495732

Cat 2: Guy (I don’t know his name)
Permission: Here
Last bred: Here

Appearance or genetics based?: artist choice !!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Artist choice
Items using:

Allow for random NR edits?: please 🥺
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: YES YES YES YEA
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: no 🙅‍♀️

Prompt:

It was a ticking clock. Each moment that passed.

Tick..

Tick..

Tick..

How much longer would they have to wait.

A weight that sat balanced on their shoulders. A weight that could not be shifted or moved, only passed forward once more. They would bear the weight once more, until the sky began to crack and the clouds began to rupture. They could not give into the world that lay beneath the surface.

The weight was near crushing, having to bear such a burden on such small shoulders. Working together, that was how it had to work. Even as the world tilted and fires lashed at their ankles like whips. The birds would sing their reassurances, the does would plant peace at their paws and the world seemed at ease for once.

Children of the divine. You must bear the weight of the sky. Bear the weight of all the wrongs. Children of the divine.

Younglings who had done no wrong. Bear the brunt of the evil in the world. Gaze upon where the world had slipped. It was the fate of the world, the fate of how the world was to come.

Innocence would drag the evil with it. Corrupt the innocent, purify the evil. The grey sat untouched.

Even as their fur was soaking, and their hearts were pounding, the world continued. The world would never stop spinning to assist those who had fallen.

Swirls overtook their vision, conquering the peace and hope that once sat in those small eyes. The peace a serenity that continued to draw those young paws forward had faltered. Had brought the world down once more.

A fight for the control, a fight for the dominance and strength to push on. Innocence had no place in the world of brute strength.

Hold the sky, my dear.

I believe in you.

[kyeza]

I want some kittens!
Artist: swishy & broken

Username + ID: kyeza + 803669
Last accepted form: here

Other username + ID: archaeopteryx. + 334452
Other user's last accepted form: here

Cat 1: aetherstar
Permission: n/a
Last bred: here

Cat 2: bearberry
Permission: 😭
Last bred: here

Appearance or genetics based?: artist’s choice
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: artist’s choice
Items using: ssf for med fur!

Allow for random NR edits?: yes
Roll for chance at random myth edits?: yes!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: no!

Prompt:


the earthy aroma of espresso wafts through the air, accompanied by the twin hums of soft tunes and chitter chatter. the atmosphere was nice, here in this little side-street cafe. but nothing was nicer than teasing others, and that was their main mission today.

aetherstar lets out a drawn out sigh, dramatically emphasizing feigned distress. the other looks on, agitated, whiskers twitching furiously and eyes darting about to everything that moves.

"aether? bear.. berry..?" a barista calls, pushing two cups forward onto the pick-up counter. bearberry leaps up in an anxious whirlwind. "... i'll get it!" she says, rushing over. how endearing. she was clearly very nervous about being here, aether observes. 😏 must've heard high praise of me, huh?

she returns after a moment, a jittery smile plastered on her face as she places a warm cup in front of them. beneath their name, it reads 'warm venti pumpkin spice latte, almond milk, 8 shots espresso, 1 pump maple pecan sauce, 7 pumps pumpkin sauce, light caramel drizzle, light foam, extra vanilla powder, light whip cream, extra pumpkin topping, autumn sugar sprinkle, pinch of salt.' no this is not starbucks it's some random little cafe but they for some reason ripped off their entire probably copyrighted coffee system. don't even question it bro 🤷

they take a sip, foam condensing in a clouded line above their lip. "mmm, just the way i like it." their gaze lifts to bearberry, whose eyes are closed, savoring her simple hot chai tea. "would you like to try?"

her eyes flick open in surprise, face flushing a little (like the flushed emoji) (😳). "what, didn't expect me to be so gentlemanly?" they chuckle, offering the drink to her. she takes a sip of her own, an expression of blissful wonder crossing her face for a brief moment.

"w-wow, i wasn't expecting it t-to be so..." she murmurs.

aether hums gleefully. "perfect for fall, isn't it?" all they receive in return is a small nod... and then the table falls back into silence.

well, might as well get to the point.

"so 🙈" they start, reaching out to place a hand atop the other's. "what are we?"

bearberry coughs up her chai tea that she'd just drank from, nearly spitting it out all over the table and their connected hands. "wh-what?! 😨😨"

"relax, i'm just teasing!" aether laughs. "though i mean..." they trail off, humor glimmering in their gay eyes. "but seriously though, like, our partners have had an entire litter of tiny-little-baby-godlings-that-are-somehow-unrelated-and-full-of-lore together, and then there's us. where do we fall into this whole big thing?"

bearberry's brow furrows, whiskers askew. "y-yeah, i guess you're right. i'd n-never thought of it that way..."

"yeah, and just because we got a divorce doesn't mean i'm not entitled to some kind of compensation—" they begin to mutter, cutting themself off in a hurry before they can finish. "uh, i mean. i'm just confused as to where that leaves us, y'know? are we really just members of the our rizz accidentally made a god fall in love with us club and nothing more? we could always get a little... payback in 😏 if you know what i'm sayin' 😏😏"

a sheen of rose-red tints her face as she glances off to the side in contemplation. "what a-are you saying..?"

aether grins. "glad you asked!" they slide out of their seat and step over to the other side of the table, dripping with unbridled confidence and pure passion. bearberry shrinks a little in her chair.

"w-wh— 😳"

they don't let her finish that sentence.


597 words

[Amplify]

I want some kittens!
Artist: Swishy & Broken

Username + ID: amplify (#426059)
Last accepted form: February 2025

Cat 1: Wahoo
Permission: NPC
Last bred: N/A

Cat 2: Robin
Permission: Mine
Last bred: N/A

Appearance or genetics based?: Genetics please!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Artist’s Choice
Items using: N/A

Allow for random NR edits?: Yes
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: Yes
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: N/A

Prompt: Prompt #1 - Adoptive Parents Dawn and Mottle (314)

Dawn is the type of cat to know what she wants and how to get it, with exactly the bright and kind personality her name implies. Mottle, on the other hand, has always been more of an oddball with his heart in the right place but his paws not always keeping pace. Somehow, from the moment they met, they just clicked. In an instant they went from never having heard of one another, to being known as the ‘where one was, the other was close to follow’ dynamic duo. And truly, they bring out the best in one another. Dawn inspires an uncanny cleverness in Mottle by keeping him on his toes, while Mottle sparks her creativity by encouraging her to think outside of the box. Their strengths have remained their strengths, but their weaknesses no longer feel quite as debilitating as they once did.

It goes to show the importance of having something or someone to keep you grounded in the present. As a kitten, Dawn was known for having her head in the clouds, much the same as Mottle was, but for the opposite reason. Where Dawn was always thinking about the future, Mottle couldn’t help but overthink the past, and that prevented them from making the most of the present let alone enjoying it. Nowadays, they’re naturally calmer than they were as kittens, with the confidence and skills that come from time and support. But they still have no interest in being apart, knowing that they’re better together. Admittedly, there was a period of time where they feared they were becoming co-dependent, and subsequently would be unable to function individually should the need arise. However, after taking some time apart, they realized that what drew them together wasn’t an inability to cope by themselves, but the love that they held for one another. And how could they willingly part after that?

[dimi.]

I want some kittens!
Artist: swishy (it's rosette but worth a shot lol)

Username + ID: dimi. 908977
Last accepted form: Feb 27th, 2025

Other username + ID: beeqlass 892127
Other user's last accepted form: Feb 3rd, 2025

Cat 1: Lily
Permission: Mine!
Last bred: Never bred.

Cat 2: Cove
Permission: Here
Last bred: Here

Appearance or genetics based?: Genetics!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Up to artist! Not necessary.
Items using: N/A

Allow for random NR edits?: Yes!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: Yes!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: Yup

Prompt:

Twinkling stars dappled the deep blue sky, their vibrant glow seemingly the only source of guidance on this otherwise dark evening. The wind struck long blades of grass, a soft whistle echoing off the surfaces of each blade. Soon, a silver figure made her way through the field, crouched to the ground. The fur of her chest tickled against the grass, her blue eyes locked forward. She was in search of something - but what? Her nose twitched for a moment, and with a deep inhale, she was off. She had moved into the night, weaving between each tree gracefully, as though she had a map of the entire clan's territory engraved into her head.

Then, her pupils enlarged. The aroma that struck her was mesmerizing - unfamiliar, and yet it screamed elegance, which piqued the magical molly's curiosity. With a sharp breath in, and a swing of her paw forward, a blue portal opened before her, and the silver molly flung herself for, emerging upon a tree branch. She landed before an unfamiliar molly, whose yellow eyes pierced through Lily's very soul. Lily watched as the cat stumbled backwards, her back pressing against the bark of the tree behind her.

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" The molly yipped. Lily stood in silence for a moment, looking the molly over. She had never scented her clan before, or any cat like her, yet she had made it this far into the clan's borders. After a moment of silence, Lily spoke, the tips of her ears heating up. The molly was beautiful - a feeling she had never felt before fluttered in her very being. "Uh.. sorry to scare you? I'm Lily. From the Heart of Decay."

"Cove.. What are you doing out here this late, I thought your clan scavenged during the day."

"I may.. or may not be adventuring." Lily grumbled, her voice laced with guilt. "Honestly, I caught your scent and it caught my interest. That sounds.. weirder out loud."

"It's fine. Just glad you're not hostile." Cove said with a smile.

A moment of silence was shared between them before Lily sat beside Cove on the branch. Their tails naturally touched one another, Lily's ears pinning back in surprise. But it was just one interaction. How could it hurt?

The two mollies danced in the moonlight, exchanging words with small smiles. That would be the first and last time Lily saw Cove.

[Kazin]

I want some kittens!
Artist: Swishy & Broken

Username + ID: Kazin 3262
Last accepted form: here

Cat 1: Princess
Permission: owned by self
Last bred: here

Cat 2: Hemlockstar
Permission: owned by self
Last bred: here

Appearance or genetics based?: genetics preferred but either is fine!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: artist choice!
Items using: x1 Star's Gift, x1 SSF (for heterochromia) (both obtained here), and x1 SSH (for ear tufts) (obtained here)

Allow for random NR edits?: absolutely!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: absolutely!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: N/A

Prompt: i. Describe the parents'* relationship. This can be any specific aspect or interaction, or a summary of their relationship as a whole.

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"They're growing up."

Princess's words fell onto the quiet evening air almost heavily. Hemlockstar couldn't even think of how he'd respond to the statement, let alone process them. Instead, the leader pushed himself against his mate's fur, letting the soft sounds of their kits playing wash over him.

It was true. Angel, Boots, and Hazel... they weren't kits anymore. They were almost warriors, full members of a clan that at first wanted nothing to do with them, though the kits didn't know that. Hemlockstar made sure of that. Instead, it was Hemlockstar that took the brunt of the clan's disgruntled comments. It was enough to almost ask Princess if he could live with her... almost. Yet, there were those in the clan that wanted to see Hemlockstar happy, knowing that these kits would help the clan, not harm it. When everything felt unbearable, Hemlockstar realized he had support.

While he reminisced, it was then that Princess blindsided him. She didn't even look at him, just stared straight ahead, at their grown kits. "I'm going to live with the clan full time." If she wasn't right next to him, Hemlockstar would have thought he dreamed that moment. As it was, he couldn't do anything but step back, turn and face Princess, and stare, unable to ask her if she really just said that.

"I'm serious," Princess said, laughing lightly at Hemlockstar's befuddlement. "I love you too much to be apart from you anymore. I'll still visit my Twolegs, of course, because I love them, too, but... the forest has been my home, as much as I thought it wasn't going to be. I want to experience the clan full time."

Emotions, every emotion possible, crossed Hemlockstar's mind. Nostalgia for when he first met Princess, sunbathing in her garden. A deep love for her, unwavering. Guilt, that she would leave her home for him. But above it all, elation - that he could spend every night with her, instead of being apart. "Are you sure?" Hemlockstar finally choked out, blinking, his mind buzzing.

Princess smiled, intertwining her tail with his. "I'm positive," she said firmly, brushing her cheek against his. "There is nothing I've been more sure of. Well, except that I love our kits," she laughed, watching Boots splash in a mud puddle, spraying both his sisters with dark mud as they indignantly started chasing him around, much to his delight. "I want... to grow our family, and be there for them at all times, and I feel like that can only happen when I finally accept that I'm meant to join TreeClan and be beside you."

Hemlockstar smiled back at Princess, his heart soaring. "I love you, you know," he said simply, butting his head against hers, looking down at the grass.

"And I love you too. Forever and always." Princess knew that she would do anything for Hemlockstar, and Hemlockstar had always felt the same.

[SkyWishes21]

I want some kittens!
Artist: swishy & broken

Username + ID: SkyWishes21 + 603852
Last accepted form: N/A, first breeding!

Cat 1: Goldenhour, nursery NPC 11
Permission: N/A, NPC
Last bred: N/A

Cat 2: Angelquartz, nursery NPC 10
Permission: N/A, NPC
Last bred: N/A

Appearance or genetics based?: genetics!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: nope <3
Items using: N/A

Allow for random NR edits?: yes
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: yes
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: N/A

Prompt: #3 - Hypothetical kittens (317 words)

Housecat kittens are always nice and warm. Soft beds, soft mamas, humans to tend their every need and teach them how to be a perfect housecat. It's safe in here; no predators, disease eradicated, and an abundance of food. Who would want to leave this place? Who would dare? Housecat kittens can and will stay inside; there's nothing for them out there.

So why does this one dream of outside? Why do train headlights illuminate her nightmares, forcing her to run through the forest? When she pounces, it's not on pretty pink feather toys or catnip rollers. It's on birds with violent starlight in their eyes, on things that wail with wild secrets that demand to be revealed.

Housecat kittens grow up and - oh. Even though they'd never want to leave, the humans want to separate them. See, there's new humans here now. These ones have strange voices, different clothes, different scents. They want to take the kittens away from each other. Mama says its fine, says they'll be happy in their new homes. Why, she's glad for a moment of peace and quiet!

So Mama doesn't want them and the humans want to take them away. What are housecat kittens to do but finally listen to the dreamer with stars in her eyes? She knows how to hunt, barely, how to survive, enough, but most importantly how to follow the stars to find the answers she seeks.

Tip toe, tip toe, sneak out the open window. Give Mama one last goodbye - she thinks its because of the humans, but what does she know? There's a great and scary world out there, waiting to pounce on housecat kittens. Not to worry - they'll have each other to lean on. Maybe they'll find a mentor, maybe they'll learn by hard knocks. They won't stop, though, not until the dreamer follows the train tracks and finds the answers she seeks.

[lacke]

I want some kittens!
Artist: Swishy & Broken

Username + ID: lacke + 226850
Last accepted form: march 10th

Cat 1: magnolia
Permission: me!
Last bred: n/a

Cat 2: heather
Permission: me!
Last bred: n/a

Appearance or genetics based?: artist choice!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: artist choice!
Items using: n/a

Allow for random NR edits?: please!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: plase!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: no

Prompt:

the soft hush of evening settled over the clearing, pink light casting a glow over the wildflowers that danced in the breeze. magnolia lay curled beside heather beneath a low-blooming hawthorn bush, their pelts brushing gently. the petals tucked behind magnolias ears stirred in the wind, and heathers long tail flicked affectionately across her flank.

"ive been thinking," magnolia murmured, her voice as airy as her namesake. "what if we had kits one day?"

heathers ears twitched, and she turned her head, brushing her nose gently along magnolias cheek. "youve been dreaming againm" she said, but her voice was full of warmth, not doubt. "what would they be like, do you think?"

magnolias eyes sparkled. "one would have your stripes," she said instantly. "and that shy, sweet smile you try to hide. maybe theyd have my curls, little wisps of clouds around their face."

heather let out a soft purr. "and your stubbornness," she teased. "theyd never take no for an answer."

magnolia laughed, nuzzling closer. "and your heart." she whispered. "kind and quiet, but stronger than anyone knows."

they fell into a comfortable silence, the idea of tiny pawsteps in the den filling the space between them. above, the sky blushed with stars, and the petals around them began to fall like blessings.

"i hope they love flowers," heather finally murmured.

"theyll be our kits, how could they not?"

and there, beneath a sky blooming with dusk and promise, magnolia and heather dreamed - not just of kits with stripes and curls, but of a future that was soft and strong... and entirely theres.