[BigFrog4231]

Username: BigFrog4231
Cat Name: Daybreak
Gender: agender (xe/xem/xyr)
Rank: outsider
Clan: The Moonlight Assembly
Age: 33 moons
Prompt:

The Sun-Blaze heat was blistering this time of year, but Daybreak was coping. Xe was on a water patrol, satchels of moss hung on the backs of each cat trekking through the sand. The path was well worn and memorized by this point, and as the oasis peered into view the patrol raced towards it, eager to take a break from their journey. ``Remember, we have to be back before Sun-High, okay? Don't goof off, the clan needs us``, Daybreak calls out, removing the satchel from xyr back and removing the moss that was stuff inside. Xe placed the moss into the cool water. The rest of the patrol did the same, with some wading into the water while waiting for the dry moss to absorb the water. Daybreak did the same, laying down in the shallow edge's of the pool.

Xe rolled in the water, soaking xyr pelt before standing up and shaking off, spraying water around xem. Xe wadded out of the water and gathered up all xyr moss, cramming it back into xyr satchel and slinging it over xyr back, water dripping from the bag. ``Hurry up! It'll be Sun-High by the time we get back if we don't leave now. Gather up everything and meet me by the palm``, the golden cat ordered, padding into the shade of the looming tree. The patrol gathered around xem, trying to huddle under the shade of the tall, old tree.

The patrol trotted off into the desert yet again, Sun blazing down on the cats.

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The Sun had set and the clan was still and quiet. Daybreak crept out of the warrior's den, peering around until deciding the coast was clear and padded out of camp as quietly as they could, traveling up north. The wind blew straight though Daybreak's thin pelt, the absence of the Sun chilling the night's air considerably.

Daybreak slid into the medicine den, pulling xyr satchel down and onto the cool floor. A white cat ran over, inspecting the bag. ``Oh Stars above thank you Daybreak! Usually the stream offers us enough water, but with the drought it's been rough. I really appreciate this``, the white cat purred, rubbing up against Daybreak. The golden cat lets out a mrrow of laughter, purring in return. ``It's nothing, Fennec, seriously. My clan won't mind some missing moss.`` Fennec frowns, looking up to Daybreak with wide eyes. ``You... You stole this from your clan? Daybreak, I can't take this from you, or your clan!``

Daybreak looked down and away from Fennec, grabbing the bag and moving to the dried up pool in the den. ``It's not technically stealing if I never intended to give it to my clan, I'm the one who collected this water`` xe says, opening the bag and dropping the moss into the pool. It wasn't much, but it would help. Fennec frowns and walks over to Daybreak, looking up at xem. ``What will Lionsun say if she finds out about this- about us? This can't go on forever. Where will you go if she exiles you? Stars know you can't come here, Coyote would claw you before letting you join.``

Daybreak sighs and licks Fennec behind the ear, lingering for a moment next to him before leaving, the wind ruffling xyr fur. ``It'll be fine, she won't suspect her own deputy. I'll be back in two days with more supplied, okay? Be safe.`` Daybreak left silently, creeping out of the rogue camp and back to xyr own clan, cursing the bitter wind.

[néktar]

Username: néktar
Cat Name: tbd
Gender: molly
Rank: poet
Clan: shallowclan
Age: tbd
Prompt:
she counted once, then counted again. was that correct? one. two. three. four. she counted in her head, her tail tip twitching as she did so. her fur was messy and ruffled, she looked like she hadn’t gotten any sleep in moons. any cat that looked at her would’ve whispered under their breath, why does she look like that? she felt her ears get hot as she looked over her shoulder sheepishly. no one in camp was paying her any mind though. the molly turned back to the task at paw, crouching down to get a closer look.

her eyes went wide as she moved the sand about her paws, revealing even more shiny things. a few moons ago she had began to collect rocks that she began to find along the shore, shiny rocks, clear rocks, green and blue, and pink or yellow. she didn’t care the color or the size or how small or how heavy. though she did notice when her rocks went missing. she had several stashes around the island , the poor thing couldn’t carry all of them back to camp with her. though she kept her favorites under a very special rock near the sanctuary den. she had been checking up on them when she came across this conundrum which in fact turned into a very exciting surprise. it seemed someone had noticed her collection and instead of taking from it decided to add to it.

she felt her fur stand on end as her eyes turned back to the sandy platue around her. her clan mates milling about, chittering about prey here and sharing stories over there. she wondered who had the same eye for such simple yet satisfying bits of natures excellence. her ears perked as she covered the rest of her treasures and got to her paws. the molly would find out who shared a similar hobby with her.

she sat on the sidelines, her paws fiddling about in the soft fine ground sand. she couldn’t meet the gaze of any cat that passed her by, she did her best to keep her chin up and look confident. though the truth was she didn’t have a friend in the clan, she wasn’t much of a talker let alone one to go out of her way to ask others about their hobbies and interests. all the cats in the clan were interesting to her and friendly on the occasion she’d get set out on patrol. she thought grimstorm took pity on her but that’s mainly why she switched her rank to poet, she found words from mouth difficult but in learning to write she found her voice. but this, this was on a whole different level, this was personal. she didn’t know how to even begin a conversation wi5out tripping over her own tongue.

the molly took notice of honeysuckle sitting alone enjoying the little rays of sunlight that trickled down from the cavity above, finding the courage she forced herself to her paws. her tail almost immediately tucking itself between her rear legs. she took her first few shaky steps forward. she stopped a tail length away from her clanmate. once honeysuckle had taken notice to her she grew stiff and in trying to say hello, she let out a simple hoarse squeak. honeysuckle let out a soft purr of laughter and simply patted the sand beside her, offering comfort for the shy she-cat. they didn’t speak to each other but it was one of the most gentle of conversations.

[Archaeopteryx.]

closed!! gimme a minute to complete all the rus, congrats Knickknacks on the kitty!

[Knickknacks]

Thank you so much! ^^ and congrats to all the ru winners as well <3

[mrs]

my first cat! thank you for the ru!

[Archaeopteryx.]

all rus have been completed! psstpsstpsst come get ur kitty if you haven't already