[triplethesix]

omg mark what a gorgeous baby

[NaCl]

Username: NaCl
Cat Name:

Gender:
Rank:
Age:
Clan:

Prompt: (200 words/1 art piece max)

[este11e]

Username: 1 1 : 1 1
Cat Name:

Gender: shecat
Rank: warrior
Age: 35 moons
Clan: twilightclan

Prompt: ahh mark! she wants flowers <3

[Elliad.]

Username: Viktor Nikiforov
Cat Name: Coinstorm

Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Age: 57 moons
Clan: Thornclan

Prompt:

(199 words)

Coinstorm, a kittypet born and raised, loved the festivities of Yuletide. She chose to bring along the traditions when she joined the clan. Her favourite part had always been the gift giving and receiving, especially that of items that remind her of her past.

Every year, she became excited over what she could possibly receive each year as someone from the clan goes to the twoleg’s place and finds her something from there. However, what she loves even more is telling the clan members what the item is and coming up with some exciting tale of its purpose. She loved the basic items, like the cloth that she claimed was a cape worn by kittypet royalty or the coin she brought along as a peace offering when she joined the clan, claiming it was a rare twoleg treasure – gaining her the prefix ‘coin-’, in honour of her kittypet heritage.

Throughout the year, Coinstorm has worked on elaborate stories on any and every twoleg item she could think about. She thought about the excitement on the kits faces as she explains the items, bringing the distance between the clan cats and kittypets closer during the one time of the year.

[Placebo]

Username: Placebo
Cat Name: Scoriapaw --> Scoriablaze

Gender: Female
Rank: Apprentice (Future Merchant)
Age: 8 moons
Clan: Floodclan

Prompt:

“Now, this necklace here—”

“Yeah yeah, it’s the greatest thing you’ve ever made, unique beyond measure, whatever. Listen, ya fishcat, how much? Couple rabbits or something?”

The otter huddled over his trinkets bristled at Scoriapaw’s dismissal of his craftsmanship. The she-cat felt a twinge of guilt at her rudeness, but she couldn’t let on that she actually wanted the band. The old mammal would rack up the price otherwise.

The bright stone, smoothed by running river water, was nestled within vines that made up the necklace. It reminded her so much of her old collar that she could feel the ache of need sit low in her stomach.

He bared his yellowed teeth. “With an attitude like that, it’ll cost ya a goose.”

Scoriapaw balked. There’s no way she’d be able to take down a bird that size! She scoffed to hide her hurt, and turned up her nose as she walked off. “As if I’d pay that.”

Oh Starclan, if only she could pay that.

The eve of her clan’s dryleaf celebration came, and Scoriapaw curled up in her nest, forlorn.

When she woke up the next day, there it was. The necklace, right by her paws. She squealed.

{200}

[redhorizon]

Username: wings n' a halo
Cat Name: Mudpaw

Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior apprentice
Age: 14 moons
Clan: Featherclan

Prompt: Mudpaw is a bit of a "sheep," so you could say, and he seems to have really taken a liking to the deputy, Ravencloud. His infatuation tends to be somewhat annoying and distracting, but regardless, he would fall to pieces if he were given a raven feather. Even beyond his obsession with the deputy, he loves the beautiful bird's appearance. Because of Featherclan's feelings about sacred birds, feathers are generally harder to come by, especially raven feathers, and they are considered very meaningful. Mudpaw is a sucker for romance and he would give anything for a big romantic gesture and receiving a sleek, gorgeous raven's feather. As he likely will not be receiving such a meaningful gift anytime soon, his next best thing is admiring the clan's deputy from afar.

[kittykore]

Username: Pinnacle
Cat Name: Sweetbramble

Gender: Female
Rank: Queen
Age: 34 moons
Clan: Copperclan

Prompt:
Sweetbramble's favorite gift is from her mate Vixenfang, in Copperclan there is a thing called the Mate ceremony. When you ask to be a cat's mate, you choose a crystal that reminds you most about the cat and give it to them. Then the clan goes to the crystal pool and throws flowers in the pool while the two cats stand in the middle and touch noses.

Sweetbramble was sitting in the gathering cave with her friend Robinheart, the two had been talking about the squirrel that Robinheart caught, when Vixenfang padded up to her. He was carrying a amber colored crystal in his mouth when he set it down, "Sweetbramble, I love you. Will you be my mate?" she heard the clan murmuring as they heard what the tom was asking, she purred, "Of course Vixenfang, you know I love you too!" Vixenfang looked embarrassed as the clan cheered, so she licked the top of his head.

She let out a purr as the clan congratulated the two, as they intertwined tails she thought to herself, "This is the best gift I have ever received from anyone."

Ahh this is perfect, this is the other part of the prompt, so it makes sense!

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin [previously Zelos Wilder]
Cat Name: Hollyspark

Gender: female
Rank: warrior
Age: 19 moons
Clan: BreezeClan

Prompt: 170 words.

The ocean. A beautiful, magical place... yet no cats seemed to understand the beauty of it. In fact, it seemed most cats in the area didn't even know what the ocean was. How bizarre!

It didn't seem like it was that long ago that Hollyspark was at her favorite place. Yet, it must have been over six moons ago - being surrounded by family, watching the sun fall underneath the waves of the ocean, listening to the peaceful splashing of water... But shortly after that; chaos, the world turned on its head. Twolegs taking her, and now Hollyspark wasn't entirely sure where she was anymore. She hadn't seen her family in a long time.

But one memory stuck with her. A gift from the ocean, given to her by a strange cat she swore she recognized and knew. It was a small seashell, light blue, reminding her of the color of the waves. So beautiful, and rare in this area, that Hollyspark wouldn't let another cat touch it.

Her favorite gift.

[Sunnyside]

Username: Sunyside
Cat Name: Dapplepaw Dapplethorn

Gender: female
Rank: apprentice
Age: 14 moons
Clan: Currentclan

Prompt:
The best thing you could probably give Dapplepaw is some damn peace and quiet. Thoroughly fed up with all the cats her age in the clan, Dapplepaw wants nothing more than to have some time to herself. Just one day where she didn't have to deal with the other apprentices or Sweetbriar, her rival. That would be just perfect. Or at least a day without even a mention of Sweetbriar- ever since she'd used Dapplepaw, and cheated at one of their assessments to get her warrior name early, Dapplepaw had despised Sweetbriar. None of the other apprentices saw Sweetbriar for what she was, or believed Dapplepaw when she claimed Sweetbriar had cheated, so they all fawned over Sweetbriar's every move, as if by pleasing her, they could get their warrior names early too. This annoyed Dapplepaw to no end. Just one day away from her peers, was that too much to ask?

[ellipses]

Username: classy n flashy
Cat Name: Briarspark

Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Age: 23 moons
Clan: PeakClan

Prompt: "...I'm sorry, Briarspark, I... don't believe I follow where you're going with this."
The torbie mewled with laughter as she shook the leaves (meant to represent a bow) off her head and padded towards her leader, brushing against her affectionately. "Mothstar, dear, you're so innocent," Briarspark purred, sitting down and curling her tail over her paws. "It's adorable, really."
Sparrowdust quirked a brow, eying the warrior warily. "Briarspark," she began. "Not to be rude, but... You said you had a 'gift' for Mothstar? Surely I speak for both of us when I say we honestly have no idea what you're going on about."
Briarspark smiled sweetly at the molly. "Don't you two see?" she giggled. "I am the gift! Because my mere presence is more than enough of a present for all of this world!"
Mothstar blinked as she stared at the warrior, tilting her head slightly as Sparrowdust groaned, shaking her head. "I knew we shouldn't have wasted our time on her," the warrior grumbled bitterly, rising to her paws and, with a flick of her tail, motioning a very perplexed Mothstar to follow. "You really need to learn humility..." she tossed over her shoulder to a now-offended Briarspark.
200 words exactly
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