[Only_Sky]

FCFS writing comp!

Tell the story of how they
discovered their favourite food!

Must be a MINIMUM of 400 words!

RU's will be given to anyone who posts
within 15 minutes of the winner!

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Age:[/b] (1 year or above)
[b]Prompt:[/b]

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Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Clan:
Description: Black with minimal white, green eyes.
Age:
Edits: [NR] Expression edit, weight edit
Owner:

[F0XFANG]

username: myr
cat name: softnose
gender: male | he/him
rank: scale
clan: blackleaf court
age: 57 moons
prompt: 427 words
Softnose's favourite food would have to be, above all else, turkey. It is such an uncommon find around the Court's territory, but as soon as he helped to take one down for the first time, everything seemed to change. Turkeys aren't found in the wilds of the territory, but some nofurs in the village nearby keep them as livestock. It's a high risk high reward situation to try and hunt one, and if a cat manages to, they're considered quite lucky.

It was a quiet new-leaf day, where a young Softnose and a few other cats were on patrol by the village, making sure the cats nearby weren't causing any trouble and crossing the border. The patrol ventured a little closer to the village than they normally would, merely out of curiosity for the uncommon smell that flooded their way. Firespark, being the young and naive cat that he is, suggested that they investigate. After some quiet mumbling, the patrol agreed. Upon seeing the turkey, Softnose was absolutely struck by the sheer size of it; so much larger than he ever could have guessed. The fight that broke out was over much quicker than the cats anticipated. They must have picked on a weaker, or older bird, taking it down with minimal effort. A loud gobble came from behind them, and the patrol hurried to drag the body away from the gang of turkeys that had started to chase them down. Blood rushed in Softnose's ears, filled with pure adrenaline. It was an effort to take the heavy bird back to the camp, but the looks on their clanmates faces when the patrol walked into the main area was incredible. Everyone looked so happy with him- the patrol's effort. It wasn't a solo mission, but his friends were all too pleased to cheer him on like he was truly the only one who took down the bird. His heart was warm, and the feast that followed was one he'd remember until the day he joined the Starcallers.

Softnose loves the taste of turkey more than any other prey. It's succulent, moderately rare, and usually comes with a large portion compared to the voles and birds that get brought in. But when he looks back on that first hunt, he's filled with such a positive memory; a group working together, and the entire Court cheering for them like they'd fought off a most vicious enemy. He's only had it a few times in his life, but that first time will always remain one of his most fondest experiences.

[Only_Sky]

username: myr
cat name: softnose
gender: male | he/him
rank: scale
clan: blackleaf court
age: 57 moons
prompt: 427 words
Softnose's favourite food would have to be, above all else, turkey. It is such an uncommon find around the Court's territory, but as soon as he helped to take one down for the first time, everything seemed to change. Turkeys aren't found in the wilds of the territory, but some nofurs in the village nearby keep them as livestock. It's a high risk high reward situation to try and hunt one, and if a cat manages to, they're considered quite lucky.

It was a quiet new-leaf day, where a young Softnose and a few other cats were on patrol by the village, making sure the cats nearby weren't causing any trouble and crossing the border. The patrol ventured a little closer to the village than they normally would, merely out of curiosity for the uncommon smell that flooded their way. Firespark, being the young and naive cat that he is, suggested that they investigate. After some quiet mumbling, the patrol agreed. Upon seeing the turkey, Softnose was absolutely struck by the sheer size of it; so much larger than he ever could have guessed. The fight that broke out was over much quicker than the cats anticipated. They must have picked on a weaker, or older bird, taking it down with minimal effort. A loud gobble came from behind them, and the patrol hurried to drag the body away from the gang of turkeys that had started to chase them down. Blood rushed in Softnose's ears, filled with pure adrenaline. It was an effort to take the heavy bird back to the camp, but the looks on their clanmates faces when the patrol walked into the main area was incredible. Everyone looked so happy with him- the patrol's effort. It wasn't a solo mission, but his friends were all too pleased to cheer him on like he was truly the only one who took down the bird. His heart was warm, and the feast that followed was one he'd remember until the day he joined the Starcallers.

Softnose loves the taste of turkey more than any other prey. It's succulent, moderately rare, and usually comes with a large portion compared to the voles and birds that get brought in. But when he looks back on that first hunt, he's filled with such a positive memory; a group working together, and the entire Court cheering for them like they'd fought off a most vicious enemy. He's only had it a few times in his life, but that first time will always remain one of his most fondest experiences.

Grats, myr!

[F0XFANG]

tysm sky <33

[F0XFANG]

this cat has been traded to KittyandCat!

[KittyandCat]

this cat has been given away to Sleepy-Rat!