[Lex.]

Prompt 12!

Tell me a legend/myth/scary story from your clan! (This does not have to be canon in your clan, but feel free to!)
Minimum 50 words, no maximum! Art is not necessary, but it is encouraged! (You will get XP for art!)

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[Skarrred]

Username: Skarrred
Clan: Frameclan
Prompt: WIP
(Scary story told to kits since the very beginning; these cats don't exist!)
"You know, Leopardkit, the beast never rests."
Leopardkit had her head tipped to the side. "Why, what do you mean?"
Dustcloud flicked his tail. "The beast never rests," he repeated.
Leopardkit batted a paw at his face. "Tell me what 'the beast never rests' means! Please!"
Dustcloud sighed. "The beast never rests; there coming for all of us."
"What? Why! What'd I do?"
"Nothing, Leopardkit. Nothing."
Dustcloud then suddenly coughed up blood and started to rasp for breath. Leopardkit yelped and jumped back. A dark figure emerged. Dustcloud collapsed, and a looming bite of what seemed a large gray dog was shown. But much larger. Dustcloud was dead in a matter of moments.
"Get away!" Leopardkit shrieked, but the figure was gone. "Leopardkit! What happened?" a frantic meow of Mouselight was heard. Leopardkit was frozen in fear...[137 words]

[mothbrainz]

Username: mothbrainz

Clan: Wildclan

Prompt: It started slowly. A disappearance here, a grisly scene there - nothing too alarming. They were in the city, after all. These things happened. People left. People died. The cats of Lunadol City thought nothing of it at first.

Eventually cats noticed the creatures. They hid well, but they got careless - or they assumed they'd won. The human population was dwindling. Mastiff-sized things with keratin masks and praying mantis arms were slinking through the shadows, hunting and taking over.

Eventually the humans left. Evacuated or dead, many housepets were left behind - one of which, Asphodelstar, would go on to gather the remaining felines of the city and start Wildclan. They try not to live in fear, but the creatures are an ever-present threat, lurking and waiting for an opportunity to strike.

credit | 130 words

[beebun]

Username: Coraly
Clan: Clan of The Rising Fox
Prompt:
note: This is not canon yet I will probably make it canon later.

“Have you heard the call?” A voice whispered spookily, “The call of the siren.” The voice paused, then started to sing, “It calls you down, down to it’s depths.” The lullaby was popular among queens, it told the young kits to stay away from the lake, and the other queens in the nursery smiled and looked at her. “Never to return again.”

The kits looked up attentively, only one looking like it was going to fall asleep. “Swim down, kit, down to the depths. Chasing a treasure that cannot be found.” The queen sung out, in a melodic voice, “Down, kit, deeper now.” She paused, “But the cat doesn’t care, for they know where they are going.”

One of the kits yawned, and the queen looked mad, “listen!” She whispered sternly, then started to sing again, “Down down, kit, now.” Another pause, “As the siren describes it in song, and with its trusting voice, it guides kits,” the queen smiled, then as she added the last part, she made a angry face, and her voice turned spooky, “To their doom!”

The queen didn’t notice a kit’s ears perk up. Listening to something other than the song. Something much worse than a lullaby. Something only it could hear.

“Down down, deeper now.” The queen recited, smiling, “Cover your ears, or you’ll overhear, The temptation of the melody.” She paused, “Down, down, deeper now.” The queen turned down her voice, “Singing, in your trusting ear.”

The kit was walking out of the nursery now. “Your almost there, deeper now, down down.” The kit got out of camp, and then the queen took stock. One was missing. “No!” She youled, running out of the nursery, the queen looked back, “Stay here.” She growled at them. The queen ran for her single kit. Only one thing could save his life now.

“Do not follow, Down. Down. Almost here. It’s loving voice. Down, my kit, deeper now. Down where you’ll never come up.”

She ran as fast as the wind could take her. But it was too late. The kit was already swimming down, down. Deep as could go.

Nothing could save him now, the queen wailed, jumping in after her only kit.

“Down down, deeper, deeper
now. Now you’re here, my kit.”

[ 378 words]

[faelyn]

username: faelyn
clan: the shore of dreams
prompt:
the sopranos of the shores. sirens of the sea.
the creatures that lie beyond the forest still remain an enigma to many cats.

it was said to be that in the midst of a glistening blue canvas, the gorgeous lyrics of symphonies trilled through the beautiful unknown. but, the song showed no signs of a singer.
yet, the alluring melody still reached for the hearts of these cats seeking answers. the ones who dared explore the vast painting of what seemed to be the paradise of another world. some of these souls fell victim to the sirens voices, and they were pulled under the surface of the deep blue, but what had become of them never was enlightened.

were they dead? alive? living with the sirens?
no one knew. all that was left was a floral perfume. the sweet fragrance of roses, in the depths of the sea.

no one had ever laid eyes on these sirens, just mere glimpses. all that was seen was the twinkling essence of their bright eyes, and gorgeous locks of fur.

yet, today, the sirens’ voices would, still, chime in the dreams of many, those who have never encountered these creatures. a call from the sea, perhaps? but, there’s no explanation. no reason for their cries. they want your flesh. these were answers of many wondering cats, but the truth would always remain a secret.

unless.. unless, someone interprets their song.

[#236]

[Lex.]

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Prompt 13

Big change is coming to this cat, whether they like it or not. What's the change, do they like it, and if not, how do they cope?

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[Sunlitsecrets]

Username: Sunlitsecrets
Clan: Fallwick
Prompt: (470 words)
Rowan had lived in Fallwick all her life, making her way through the swamp and simply living as she could. She was well aware of the trouble that existed in the other cats of the area, the crime that existed and the fights that constantly broke out. She had been quite fine to stay on the edge and not get involved in the chaos. But then things changed.

Her catch was stolen for the third time in a single day, and Rowan decided she wanted to make a change in the swamp. She wanted cats to actually respect each other, to work together. Was it a long shot to imagine it with these ruffians? Absolutely, Rowan thought. But she was still going to give it a chance.

An idea came to mind - she had heard a bit about the old clans of cats that had existed in the past. How cats would listen to a leader with the name 'star'. Rowan didn't feel confident being a leader, but she was ready to do just about anything at this point. And she figured the best way for these cats to gather under her was if she named herself after the place in which they all dwelled.

She changed her name to Marshstar, and she went out into the land, to try and ally the cats of Fallwick, to try and prevent all the chaos of the region, one step at a time. It felt like a foolish endeavor, but Marshstar had faith that she could change things.

Of course, the first few times she approached battling cats and tried to break things up, tried to introduce herself, she was laughed off, and sometimes attacked herself. She would dart back and fight defensively, determined that her viewpoint could be seen if only she persisted. This was not how the other cats saw things. They looked at her as another power hungry cat only in the game for her own benefit. It took a while for Marshstar to see this herself, to understand what they were all saying, but once she did, she had to take some time to herself to think.

Marshstar found the nearest patch of gloomy water (which wasn't hard - the stuff was everywhere) and frowned down at her reflection. Clearly she was doing things wrong somehow. But how exactly? She didn't enjoy this kind of change, and she didn't enjoy not knowing. Was she being too presumptuous? Marshstar figured she'd need to change up her plans again. (Though she was keeping the name. She had grown to like it.)

There was only ever change, recently, as frustrating as it could be. She would be kind first, assist those that needed it, and perhaps ask them to join her group from there.

Hopefully she could figure it out this time.

[allynabean]

Username: allynabean
Clan: moonclan
Prompt: [622 words]

a lot of things changed recently, in minnowstrike's life. her name, for one- she used to be just 'minnow,' a name given to her by her father, trout- all she had left of him, really, and minnowstrike was grateful nightstar didn't comment about wanting to keep it, at least partially. minnowstrike had spent... moons, years, alone, since trout was killed by the wolves, and fending for herself in the harsh mountain forests. she had a little den in the base of a tree, half covered by a large rock, that kept her safe and warm. leaving her den she lived her whole life in was probably the hardest part.

but, when nightstar and berrysnap found her, and asked her to join their clan, how could she have said no? she knew very little about these clan cats, and moonclan was brand new- at the time of minnowstrike joining, it was just the leader and deputy, looking for a new place to call their own. but minnowstrike lived in these mountains her whole life, and she hadnt seen another friendly cat in... quite some time, so she went with them with little hesitation.

it was strange, at first- nightstar gave her a new name, and taught her a code that the warriors followed, which seemed pretty straightforward. she was expected to hunt, and patrol, and defend- not too different from her usual tasks, except now there were cats to come back to instead of just an empty den. more cats joined their new clan, a quiet black cat named shadowstep, an unsettling, strange scruffy old cat only called salem (they refused a normal clan name, despite nightstar's offers of one), and a bright, sweet former kittypet named cinnamonstick. with shadowstep and cinnamonstick, minnowstrike was in charge of helping berrysnap and nightstar with their training- since she had seniority in warrior-ship. helping to train others was... strange, and minnowstrike is a bit wary of getting her first apprentice in the future- she doesn't think she's all that great a teacher.

cinnamonstick, though, she was probably the biggest change as of late. she was the newest addition to the clan- minnowstrike had been the one to find her, actually, late one night on patrol! the pretty, soft cat was attempting to hunt on the outskirts of moonclan's territory, and minnowstrike stopped her- they talked, and cinnamonstick -just cinnamon, at the time- used to be a kittypet, that had been abandoned in the forest. minnowstrike felt for her, and offered to bring her back to moonclan, see if nightstar would let her join them. nightstar did, but put most of the training and teaching of the newly named cinnamonstick on minnowstrike- as she was the one who brought her into the clan. with cinnamonstick, teaching was easier, but, everything was easier with cinnamonstick. she and minnowstrike just got along, talked easy and joked easy, and the former kittypet had minnowstrike laughing for the first time in... a long, long time.

recently, as they go on patrols together and minnowstrike continues showing cinnamonstick how to hunt and perfect her crouch, how to fish in the rivers, she finds herself blushing when cinnamonstick makes a joke or compliments her, when she has to get close to the other's warm brown fur to show her the correct stance. its a sensation minnowstrike has never felt before, these butterflies in her stomach and heart pounding rabbit-fast in her chest, all because of another cat. it scares her, a bit, and also intrigues her- she's never met anyone like cinnamonstick, never had as much fun with or clicked quite as well with, and is scared of voicing these strange feelings. what if she does, and it drives cinnamonstick away?

[Lex.]

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Prompt 14!

The first of winter themed prompts!
How does your clan cope with the drastic weather changes?

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[Sunlitsecrets]

Username: Sunlitsecrets
Clan: Fallwick
Prompt: (178 words)
The snow hadn't fallen yet, but it was colder already. Marshstar frowned up at the sky from where she sat outside her home. Beside her, the first new member of her Clan, Snailsnatcher, was shivering. "It's times like this where I miss home," Snail said.

"It's only going to get colder. We'll have to prepare," Marsh said, looking down in worry. "Are you really this cold already?"

"Sorry," Snail replied. "I just haven't spent a winter outside before. How do you manage?"

"Here, I'll show you." Marshstar got up and walked over to the edge of the hollow tree, where several branches with leaves had fallen. She grabbed one and motioned for Snail to take another. "We get all the leaves we can and we build some insulation for us around the inside of the tree. Then when it gets cold at night it'll be easier to stay warm."

"Oh! Won't we need a lot of them, then?"

"Yeah, we will," Marsh nodded. "So get to gathering! There's only so long before all the leaves fall for good."