[MiniViking]

Username: MiniViking
Cat Name: Herb that Travels the Stars
Gender: Male
Rank: Healer (not quite sure how the make up of this tribe will be yet, but they will deal with medicine)
Clan: Link
Age: 1 year 6 months
Prompt: Herb does not know how he got here, but he might as well make the most of his time and collect as much as he can. Despite his annoyance about being taken away from his work, he can't help but find everything so interesting. After an avid day, or at least what he would presume to be a day, of collecting interesting fauna and weird minerals, Herb passes out in a small moon crater. When he next wakes up, he finds himself in his den with all of his little treasures surrounding him. He does not know how he got back, but the other tribe cats cannot deny his journey, what with the unexplainable origins of his new stock.

[changeling.]

Username: K1NGCL3M3NT1N3
Cat Name: waning’moon maristela
Gender: male [he/him]
Rank: hunter [and unofficial spirits guide helper]
Clan: lily meadow alliance
Age: 24 moons
Prompt:
[sorry in advance for the length haha, this story grew a mind of its own and absolutely ran away from me!]

waning’moon was certainly surprised to find himself among the stars in the most literal way possible. as soon as his eyelids had fluttered open to the shimmering landscape around him, he’d thought at first he was dreaming. when it became clear that he could do things he usually couldn’t in his sleep, though, he wondered if he had joined the spirits above. this wasn’t exactly what he’d been told it was, though, and where were the other cats?

uncurling from the ball he’d found himself in, he examined his surroundings properly, paws scraping curiously at the light stone underneath them. “if this isn’t a dream,” he thought, “best to collect evidence… maybe someone else knows what this is?”

if he ever made it home from here, he’d certainly need the bits of stone he dug up and stuck into his fur. then something struck waning’moon. he’d heard before that jumping in the deep sky was more like flying. if that were true, maybe he could jump all the way back home.

bunching up into a crouch, wiggling his hind end like he was hunting, he took a great big leap- and to his shock, he was carried far away from the stone ground! and then, even more surprisingly, he kept floating, away and away, until the ground seemed so far off.



waning’moon quickly learned how to navigate, flying like this, and with much paddling of his little paws he soon found himself staring at the large floating rock he had previously been on.

“the moon!” he cried immediately, having spent so many nights staring up at this very thing. he breathed out a breath of pure admiration- it was even prettier up in person! but he remembered himself, and, with a final glance back at the moon, he floated himself away towards where he hoped would be closer to home.

the little black and white cat saw many things that day- or month, or year, he couldn’t quite tell and it truly did feel like a long time- and he explored many wonderful floating sphere islands. he was graced with finding colorful plants he had never seen before, little creatures he couldn’t understand but knew were welcoming him, bright bugs with a starry glint to them crawling in his fur and filling him with adoration. as he flew past them, the stars seemed to arrange themselves like little cats, and some even waved and danced when he glanced their way. it was wonderful.

but waning’moon missed his home very dearly, and he wanted nothing more than to share his experiences and new treasures with his best friend, mumble’hound. he had no doubt the spirits guide would love to hear about this- even if she did end up telling him that it was just a wonderful dream.

his paws fell on more ground, and he felt his eyes drooping, sleepiness overtaking him. he stumbled his way to a safe landing, and though he truly did try to keep himself awake enough to explore, he just couldn’t help it when there was a very warm and very soft-grounded crater, and yawning, he closed his eyes.

“maristela!” woke him after what felt like days. blearily blinking the sleep away, he glanced up- and there was mumble’hound! and glancing around, he was still here in the beautiful place so unlike his own home, with the stars shimmering down on him.

“malin?” waning’moon stammered. “how are you- here? and… where is here, actually? all of here?”

the fluffy brown cat giggled softly, a soft sound that eased some of waning’moon’s worries. but their words didn’t do much to alleviate his confusion. “i should have figured that you would find your way here, too. if anyone could do it, it’d be you!”

“what?” he asked, but mumble’hound was already asking, “how was your journey? what was it like, for you?”

and through this conversation waning’moon got some answers. he shared his explorations, showed off some of his collected evidence from each place he visited, and mumble’hound nodded patiently along. with enough prying, he finally got them to explain a little bit.

“sometimes, in the days when the spirits are desperate to speak to me, and in days where i need their guidance or even just to feel them, i go to the spirit skyfalls as i normally would to communicate with them and they bring me here. i thought at first that it was because i was a spirits guide, but…” mumble’hound chuckled. “i think it’s just whoever appreciates the beauty of everything in the sky, and everything different from us.”

“but anyways.” he shook his head. “i think it’s about time for us to go home now, huh?”

waning’moon blinked away his amazement… well, to be honest he couldn’t fully do that. the spirits above chose him to see all this. it was so cool! but he did miss home and all his other friends.

“yeah. how… do we get home?” he asked. mumble’hound grinned, gave an ominous yet exciting reply about how he’ll see, and then bounded off. he quickly gave chase, and even as his leaps floated him far above the ground, he was quick on her trail.

when they stopped, waning’moon had to close his eyes and slowly reopen them. in front of them, glowing brightly, was what looked like a large crystal like the one at the spirit skyfalls- or what he’d heard it looked like, anyways, being that he wasn’t allowed to actually see it. little stars seemed to pour out from it, and if he looked close enough through the glow, he could almost see the shapes of small cats carved into it.

mumble’hound brought a paw to his throat in an alliance gesture for secrets, winked, and then raced forwards. just before waning’moon could yelp in alarm that his friend was going to get a very nasty headache, they- disappeared?! right through the crystal?!

the tom stared in shock for a moment, then hesitantly took a step back. “well,” he decided, “if the spirits wanted me to be able to come here, surely they’ll help me leave as gracefully as mumble’hound?” it didn’t do much to reassure him, but he took a deep breath, and then ran. the light engulfed him, and then everything was black.

when he woke up in the cave of the spirit skyfalls as he now knew to expect, he raced out the cave and through the waterfall. he gave his brightest smile to the spirits guide as they padded out of the other cave, and they returned a smaller- but no less excited- grin.

[Swishy & Broken]

Username: K1NGCL3M3NT1N3
Cat Name: waning’moon maristela
Gender: male [he/him]
Rank: hunter [and unofficial spirits guide helper]
Clan: lily meadow alliance
Age: 24 moons
Prompt:
[sorry in advance for the length haha, this story grew a mind of its own and absolutely ran away from me!]

waning’moon was certainly surprised to find himself among the stars in the most literal way possible. as soon as his eyelids had fluttered open to the shimmering landscape around him, he’d thought at first he was dreaming. when it became clear that he could do things he usually couldn’t in his sleep, though, he wondered if he had joined the spirits above. this wasn’t exactly what he’d been told it was, though, and where were the other cats?

uncurling from the ball he’d found himself in, he examined his surroundings properly, paws scraping curiously at the light stone underneath them. “if this isn’t a dream,” he thought, “best to collect evidence… maybe someone else knows what this is?”

if he ever made it home from here, he’d certainly need the bits of stone he dug up and stuck into his fur. then something struck waning’moon. he’d heard before that jumping in the deep sky was more like flying. if that were true, maybe he could jump all the way back home.

bunching up into a crouch, wiggling his hind end like he was hunting, he took a great big leap- and to his shock, he was carried far away from the stone ground! and then, even more surprisingly, he kept floating, away and away, until the ground seemed so far off.



waning’moon quickly learned how to navigate, flying like this, and with much paddling of his little paws he soon found himself staring at the large floating rock he had previously been on.

“the moon!” he cried immediately, having spent so many nights staring up at this very thing. he breathed out a breath of pure admiration- it was even prettier up in person! but he remembered himself, and, with a final glance back at the moon, he floated himself away towards where he hoped would be closer to home.

the little black and white cat saw many things that day- or month, or year, he couldn’t quite tell and it truly did feel like a long time- and he explored many wonderful floating sphere islands. he was graced with finding colorful plants he had never seen before, little creatures he couldn’t understand but knew were welcoming him, bright bugs with a starry glint to them crawling in his fur and filling him with adoration. as he flew past them, the stars seemed to arrange themselves like little cats, and some even waved and danced when he glanced their way. it was wonderful.

but waning’moon missed his home very dearly, and he wanted nothing more than to share his experiences and new treasures with his best friend, mumble’hound. he had no doubt the spirits guide would love to hear about this- even if she did end up telling him that it was just a wonderful dream.

his paws fell on more ground, and he felt his eyes drooping, sleepiness overtaking him. he stumbled his way to a safe landing, and though he truly did try to keep himself awake enough to explore, he just couldn’t help it when there was a very warm and very soft-grounded crater, and yawning, he closed his eyes.

“maristela!” woke him after what felt like days. blearily blinking the sleep away, he glanced up- and there was mumble’hound! and glancing around, he was still here in the beautiful place so unlike his own home, with the stars shimmering down on him.

“malin?” waning’moon stammered. “how are you- here? and… where is here, actually? all of here?”

the fluffy brown cat giggled softly, a soft sound that eased some of waning’moon’s worries. but their words didn’t do much to alleviate his confusion. “i should have figured that you would find your way here, too. if anyone could do it, it’d be you!”

“what?” he asked, but mumble’hound was already asking, “how was your journey? what was it like, for you?”

and through this conversation waning’moon got some answers. he shared his explorations, showed off some of his collected evidence from each place he visited, and mumble’hound nodded patiently along. with enough prying, he finally got them to explain a little bit.

“sometimes, in the days when the spirits are desperate to speak to me, and in days where i need their guidance or even just to feel them, i go to the spirit skyfalls as i normally would to communicate with them and they bring me here. i thought at first that it was because i was a spirits guide, but…” mumble’hound chuckled. “i think it’s just whoever appreciates the beauty of everything in the sky, and everything different from us.”

“but anyways.” he shook his head. “i think it’s about time for us to go home now, huh?”

waning’moon blinked away his amazement… well, to be honest he couldn’t fully do that. the spirits above chose him to see all this. it was so cool! but he did miss home and all his other friends.

“yeah. how… do we get home?” he asked. mumble’hound grinned, gave an ominous yet exciting reply about how he’ll see, and then bounded off. he quickly gave chase, and even as his leaps floated him far above the ground, he was quick on her trail.

when they stopped, waning’moon had to close his eyes and slowly reopen them. in front of them, glowing brightly, was what looked like a large crystal like the one at the spirit skyfalls- or what he’d heard it looked like, anyways, being that he wasn’t allowed to actually see it. little stars seemed to pour out from it, and if he looked close enough through the glow, he could almost see the shapes of small cats carved into it.

mumble’hound brought a paw to his throat in an alliance gesture for secrets, winked, and then raced forwards. just before waning’moon could yelp in alarm that his friend was going to get a very nasty headache, they- disappeared?! right through the crystal?!

the tom stared in shock for a moment, then hesitantly took a step back. “well,” he decided, “if the spirits wanted me to be able to come here, surely they’ll help me leave as gracefully as mumble’hound?” it didn’t do much to reassure him, but he took a deep breath, and then ran. the light engulfed him, and then everything was black.

when he woke up in the cave of the spirit skyfalls as he now knew to expect, he raced out the cave and through the waterfall. he gave his brightest smile to the spirits guide as they padded out of the other cave, and they returned a smaller- but no less excited- grin.

K1NGCL3M3NT1N3, I could tell you put so much effort into your entry.
It was a treat to read and I very much enjoyed it c:

I'm also awarding 2 HMs -- 1 to nektar and 1 to ArithMedic.
I really enjoyed nektar's story as well and ArithMedic's was my favorite silly answer <3

[ArithMedic]

-snip-

K1NGCL3M3NT1N3, I could tell you put so much effort into your entry.
It was a treat to read and I very much enjoyed it c:

I'm also awarding 2 HMs -- 1 to nektar and 1 to ArithMedic.
I really enjoyed nektar's story as well and ArithMedic's was my favorite silly answer <3

:O What's an HM do? I know from another place that it stand for Honorable Mention but is it like an item/currency or?

[changeling.]

thank you so much !! i love this silly little guy <3

[Swishy & Broken]

-snip-

K1NGCL3M3NT1N3, I could tell you put so much effort into your entry.
It was a treat to read and I very much enjoyed it c:

I'm also awarding 2 HMs -- 1 to nektar and 1 to ArithMedic.
I really enjoyed nektar's story as well and ArithMedic's was my favorite silly answer <3

:O What's an HM do? I know from another place that it stand for Honorable Mention but is it like an item/currency or?

sometimes an artist has a difficult time choosing just one winner for an adopt, and will reward an HM (honorable mention) to other entries. HMs can be used to purchase customs; you can find the HM custom prices here.