[slythecho]

Username: echo into void
Cat Name:
Clan: fernclan
Rank:

Gender:
Age:
Prompt:

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[ilhdc7]

Username: ilhdc7
Cat Name: drizzlefrog
Clan: prairieclan
Rank: warrior

Gender: tom
Age: 19
Prompt: 285 words

“ALRIGHT GET UP! OUT OF THE DEN! WAKEY WAKEY ITS PATROL TIME!” Squealed Cattlestar as she poked her thick head into the den. She pulled herself out as she saw movement.

Drizzlefrog, who was laying in his thick, warm nest opened his eyes, instantly making contact with his good friend Charcoaltail who was starting to stretch and get up. Charcoaltail instantly saw the look in Drizzlefrogs face. “Oh come on now, get used to it. She does this every morning.”

“I’m gonna kill her. In her sleep. With my two bare paws.” He curled up tighter into a ball and glanced around the den waiting for a reaction. “I hate her voice. I hate her morning cheer. I mean who in the name of Starclan is a morning cat. Not me. No no no. Not me.”

Aspencry rolled her eyes from behind Charcoaltail. He caught her look and snorted, “I saw that Aspencry! You too! I’m gonna kill all of you! Mark my words! And Cattlestar first!”

Aspencry just shook her head and padded out of the den while Charcoaltail prodded Drizzlefrog in the side, “Get up you lazy lump we got to go do our jobs.”

“NoooOOoOOoooOO!”

“YESSSS! Get up!”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

Charcoaltail glared at Drizzlefrog in his nest as he still wasn’t moving., “Fine. I’m telling Cattlestar…”

There was a pause.

“Bet.”

Charcoaltail stomped towards the exit of the warrior den, “Cattl-“

“ALRIGHT ALRIGHT! I’m getting up, no need to make a fuss you grumpy old ally cat. Just because your mate is the deputy does not mean you need to be a snitch.” Drizzlefrog mumbled to himself as he dragged his body out of the den and into the morning patrols.

[yellowpip1]

Dropping

[orbiting]

Username: orbiting
Cat Name:
Clan: Orbitclan
Rank: Deputy

Gender: Tom
Age: 27 moons
Prompt:
The heavy crackling of leaves.
When kits jump into the orange leaves mewling with glee, he hates the sound of the dead plants being crushed under paws.
It reminds him too much of the noise...
When he was an apprentice his mentor screamed at him.
What did he do? It was so little he can't remember; but back then, to him: harsh words, screamed from a tom he dared to look up too, the first instance of being wrong, being yelled at, disappointed in -
It was so big to him that he decided to abandon his clan.
The shame was so thick that in the night, with no one to oppose him - like a coward, he fled. He ran through the forest, knowing he was disobeying, and the yelling of his mentor rang in his ears...
"What do you think you're doing? You - !
No!
Filthy, no brained apprentice!
"You must have caution with Harrownose. He gets very angry sometimes, but he really doesn't mean what he says-"
His mother said. But his mother -
Would be ashamed in what you're doing.
He stopped running, panting, and looked at his surroundings.
He was in the twoleg place.
He heard the twolegs; horrifying, mocking sounds rising in the night.
And then he heard something worse.
BOOM!
He folded into himself, tail between his legs. He was paralyzed.
Up in the sky, he saw it. A bright flash of light blazed in the sky. The twolegs cheered.
Starclan! Telling you to turn back!
Again and again they popped in the sky. Different colors, popping, crackling in his face. Horrified, he fled.
Never would he think about leaving again.
But the sounds of the leaves, sometimes...
they sound like the booms of that awful night.
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[clouds-move-on]

Dropping.

[MeltiTheDragon]

Username: Diamondshine101
Cat Name: Willowstripe
Clan: Cascadeclan
Rank: Warrior

Gender: Female
Age: 23 Moons
Prompt:


"Willow! Did you hear about what happened to Sleetstorm on the dusk border patrol?"

Willowstripe could hardly hold back her laughter. "Oh, you mean how she fell straight down into the river? Yeah, Tip blabbed all about it! Is she even a cat? Maybe Mottlenose should check her depth perception!" She let out a very loud belly laugh, rolling around on the warriors' den floor with Mallowwhisker.

BANG

The two mollies screeched, their fur ruffled in fright. "Thorns and brambles, thought I had two more seasons to go before having to suffer through this awful racket!", she thought to herself, "If it's what I think it is." Willow cautiously poked her head out of the den. "Sky fire?" she inquired.

"I think you're hearing things. The fire in the sky only happens in the middle of green-leaf. Don't be ridiculous!" Mallow playfully chided.

BANG

There it was again. The banging so loud it shook the cave. Willow noted that other cats noticed it too. Including the medic, who was yowling curses at the top of her lungs, something about the trembling ruining her pristine stacks of herbal remedies and healing tonics. And the leader, who was sharing tongues with Godwitflower and accidentally headbutted him. Mallowwhisker added, "Maybe we should go check it out."

They scrambled to the top of the ridge clumsily, their claws scrabbling for grip on stone slick with ice. Much to their surprise, as the third bang sounded, an explosion of colorful flames filled the deep blue leaf-bare sky with light bright as the sun. "Told you so!" Willow remarked, cringing and covering her ears at the fourth set of bangs.

[274/300 words]

[CertainNorth]

This comp is now closed for judging!

[CertainNorth]

Congrats, Placebo! I do like dark serious stuff sometimes Poor guy!

HM to rosemarrie because your story was really cute!

Username: Placebo
Cat Name: Snakeroot --> Hazeleyes
Clan: Floodclan
Rank: Warrior (Sub Rank: Mercenary/Guard)

Gender: Male
Age: 28 moons
Prompt:

“I’m very disappointed in you, Snakeroot.”

Snakeroot refused to look up into his mother’s eyes. (Couldn’t, even if he wanted.) His jaw ached with her blow, and with the effort to keep his mouth as shut as he could make it. Just like she told him to.

Though the air around him was warm, the silver tom trembled. He could feel the presence of every single member of this bastardization of a group. All eyes on him. And oh, so silent.

The silence of ostracization.

The silence of not one cat coming to his aid.

And why would they? They all hated her, but Snakeroot?

Simply sharing her blood made him just as culpable.

The quiet slipped around his vocal folds like a creeping vine, choking off anything he had to say. As if he had anything to say.

Plip. The softest disruption. A spot of red on the ground, nearly invisible against the haze clouding his eyes. Just as quickly, the silence slunk back into place. Like cotton in his ears. Static.

“One simple task, and you couldn’t even kill it.”

It.

It laid trapped under her paws. It…

...no, She…

She laid ensnared under his mother’s feet, silenced by his mother’s claws in her throat. Snakeroot could feel her terrified eyes on his form, but he dare not look up. The trapped female. Like the public jury, she too, laid silent.

They wouldn’t come to her aid, either.

His mother cut the silence again. “So many expectations lost today, Snakeroot.”

Her claws cut too; a gurgle as they sank into flesh, and then. No more.

Now:

First, silence.

Then, the echo of Manasa’s voice grated against his dark heart.

“Pray that you don’t disappoint me again.”

He wasn’t sure which sound he hated more.

[MeltiTheDragon]

Congrats Placebo and rosemarrie! :3

[Placebo]

Oh god I didn't even see this before! ;0; Thank you so much Ten! I'm really excited to delve deeper into this boy's past for sure<333