[Wileyfangs]

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username: Wileyfangs name: Waspkit // Wasptongue age: 5 moons
gender: she-cat rank: kit clan thread: Swampclan
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prompt:
She never realized the differences.

Foxes were big and loud and pounced on everything. Foxes gekkered and feinted. They licked her scars and her wounds and she may have been a different pelted creature but they never made her feel different. Never made her think she was different. Her mother's long snout was the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes and found twin amber depths trained on her. She'd been so weak and so tired, but that persistent snout pushed her to try. Pushed her to feed. Despite what most cats thought, Waspkit knew foxes were not evil. She knew it in her claws and under her fur. Knew it in her scars.

She was raised as most foxes would be. Two fox parents and many siblings and said siblings tended to get on her nerves more than most. They teased and nipped at her and she'd pounce on them and send them screaming. In the family, it was obvious enough that she was the alpha here and she never hesitated to let them know that. Her mother was always proud of her for it, strutting around with her wild fur puffed out. It was her father who didn't particularly enjoy her around.

Her father who growled at her as she played. Who watched her with suspicious cold eyes and snarled at her. Her father who gave her these scars before her mother pounced on him and snarled at him. Waspkit now is in the clan, but not willingly. She misses her mother's coat and her siblings' scents. Deersky is as fluffy as her mother, and just as warm she supposes, but clan cats, no cats, are harder to understand. Her speech with them is rough, halted but on nights she can still hear her mothers howls.

Art:
Your family is Foxes

[wolf ;;]

username: wolf ;;
name: shrikepaw (shrikefang)
age: 6 moons
gender: she-cat
rank: apprentice
clan thread: rippleclan
prompt: shrikepaw's parents - two unnamed rogues, had barely been in the she-cats life in a positive way. They essentially left her for the foxes, when she proved to be the runt of the litter, the weakest of the kits. She was only two moons old at the time, and it was a miracle that a rippleclan patrol had found the kit.
rookfang was on the patrol at the time - the newest deputy of the clan, and much to his dismay the other warriors had all gone against him to take the unnamed kit back to their camp, and he was the one left the carry her. once explaining the kit to their leader, dovestar had agreed to allow the kit to stay...and put rookfang and another cat, daisydapple in charge of caring for her. rookfang was far from pleased, having to work with a cat he didn't like with a kitten he didn't know. but no matter how much the black and white tom kept his distance, the kitten, renamed shrikekit, always sought him out. she'd purr whenever she found him, playfully bounding over and attempting to jump on him, like kits did with their parents in the nursery.
at first, rookfang was angry at the kit, often snapping at her to scurry off and play with daisydapple - but that never deterred her. as she grew day by day, rookfang grew softer and softer with the kitten, eventually joining in with her games and letting her chase his tail. and once the kit reached six moons old, very recently, she was appointed rookfang as her mentor. now the two have an extremely close bond, one so close that shrikepaw wishes to be as strong as he is, even going as far as wanting the same suffix; fang.

[Only_Sky]

username:
name: Otterpaw (fang)
age: 12 moons
gender: Male
rank: Apprentice
clan thread: Fogclan
prompt:
Otterpaw had always felt close to his parents, Beetlefur and Whitecloud. The young tom's mother died not long after his birth, having been sick during her pregnancy, giving birth to her only kit took a toll on her. However, he grew up hearing fond words and memories from his clan-mates about her, and although he did not know her, felt close to her through her memory, he also still had his father. Since the first time he opened his eyes, the tom had admired his father. He spent a lot of time with his father as a kit, whitecloud wanting to be there for him, since his being Otterkit's only living family. Otterkit had come to know his father as brave and strong, yet calm and modest in nature, and he saw his father as a truly great warrior. He knew his father loved him, but perhaps not as well as he had realized. One day after Otterpaw's apprentice ceremony, they had been on a patrol together, Otterpaw had wandered off but fell into a badger's set, and the badger didn't hesitate to defend it's home. Whitecloud had heard his son's cries and came running to his rescue, fearlessly jumping between his son and the badger, a fierce drive to protect his kit sending him into a fit of rage, something Otterpaw had never seen before. The rest of the patrol came to their aid, and eventually drove the creature away, and although Whitecloud was hurt, he carried his son back home to safety. Since that day, the two have become closer in a way, and knowing that his father loved him so much that he would lay down his life for him, Otterpaw made a vow to one day be as great a warrior as his father.

[jazzyyazi]

username: Jazzyyazi
name: Redpaw
age: 4 moons
gender: She-cat
rank: Kit (Going to be apprentice)
clan thread: viewtopic.php?f=103&t=3746210&hilit=Spiritclan
prompt: Wip

[SunnyStreets]

nova N o v a p a w novafall

"when the stars shine bright enough"

☆female
☆apprentice
☆straight
☆WaveClan

"all of us down here"

☆prompt...
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Nova nuzzled Russet. Her mother licked the kitten on her cheek before pulling her closer to her belly. Russet and her daughter had always been close, as Nova was her only surviving kitten. Nova's littermates Moon and Night had died four days after their birth, and Russet's only other kits, Willow and Sky, had been drowned when the sea flooded when they were only three moons.

Nova squirmed and her small tail wrapped around Russet's uplifted paw, just long enough to go around it. "Mama?" the young kitten blinked her eyes, just changing from the first stages of blue. "Can I go outside?"

''Shine with them''

Russet lifted her head to look out at the beach and was pleased to see the sun was shining on the golden sands of the beach. It was a seemingly perfect day. "Then let us go out."

Nova squealed in excitement and hopped to her small paws. She dashed out of the den. "It's gonna be-" she stopped in surprise only a few steps out of the den. "It's... huge!"

Russet purred in affection. "That's just a small part of the world. Keep on going!" She urged Nova onward. "Not too far. There's a steep drop!" she warned.

''And when one falls''

Nova nodded and they descended to the beach. She darted around, making footprints in the sand. She looked to where the waves were lapping the shore. "It's so pretty," she breathed, sitting down. Her mother came to sit by her and she lent her head against Russet's ginger fur.

"I love you," Russet purred.

Novapaw snapped her head up, flipping back to reality. "I love you too," she murmured, turning her face up to the stars. Once she thought she saw one sparkle and almost smelt Russet's scent...

''Our hearts all fall too...''

[sea shell]

username: honeysuckles
name: acornpaw // acornspots
age: 7 moons
gender: female
rank: apprentice
clan thread: FirClan
prompt: x

[.paris.]

.paris. | russetpaw | 16 moons | male | apprentice | flameclan
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xxxxx The rain was coming down so quickly he could barely smell the strong scent of the Thunderpath. His mother, trembling and afraid, snatched him up in her jaws, before sprinting across as fast as she could.
xxxxx The small tabby didn’t know where he was going. He had never seen his mom so distressed and anxious before. She was shaking all over, and her sides were heaving as if she couldn’t catch her breath. He let out a small purr, hoping it would cheer her up. He hated seeing his mom sad.
xxxxx Russ and his mother were best friends; They did everything together. Since he was the only one of his litter to survive, his mom constantly doted on him. She brought him the freshest food, made all his moss balls perfectly round, and kept him safe from all the dangers of the Twoleg place.
xxxxx He couldn’t have asked for a better mom.
xxxxx But now, it was almost like he couldn’t recognize her. She weaved quickly through the shaking trees, barely visible in the heavy rains. Just as Russ thought he’d never catch up with her, she came to a sudden stop.
xxxxx “Russ,” she began, her voice cracking, “I—I can’t be with you anymore.”
xxxxx He felt the world sway under his paws. “What? Did I do something wrong?”
xxxxx His mother immediately rubbed her head against her shoulder. “Of course not! You never could. It’s just—it’s not safe, anymore. I’m leaving you here. I know the cats who live here; it’s safer.” She sounded as though she was more trying to convince herself than Russ
xxxxx Russ began to cry. “No, Mom, please don’t go!”
xxxxx “I’m so sorry.”
xxxxx With one last lick, she turned and disappeared into the forest, leaving Russ behind to cry out. He never saw his mother again.

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do you ever think about me anymore, mom?

[Katrione]

username: katrione
name: barkpaw
age: 8 moons
gender: tom
rank: apprentice
clan thread: gorseclan
prompt: barkpaw was raised by a doting father and a slightly dismissive mother. not to say that his mother was cold or uncaring, she just wanted to return to her warrior duties as soon as possible since she had never wanted kits in the first place. barkpaw's father was always in the nursery playing with him and his littermates: two she-cats named smallpaw and lizardpaw.

[Areater]

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username: areater
name: stoatpaw
age: seven moons
gender: tom
rank: apprentice
clan thread: blitheclan
prompt:
"needlesky, i know one of my mother's kits was a tom, but...what's so wrong about a tom? are you sure there's no place for him in the clan?" needlesky's dark ears flattened against her skull as she turned a snarl on tawnyfall. "you're a traitor to your clan if you truly think a tom has any place among she-cats. leave him at the border." tawnyfall protested, but needlesky batted her across the cheek with unsheathed claws and tawnyfall scurried out of the leader's den and picked up the newborn tom in her jaws. fighting the tightness in her chest, she brought him to the border to be left. "please, earthpelt, let someone take him," she prayed as she left him. but as she moved away, he cried out blindly for her, and her heart shattered. she looked back to camp and thought of all the friends and family she'd be leaving behind. but she couldn't live like this anymore. "come on, stoatkit," she murmured, the newly given name curious on her tongue as she picked him up and crossed the border into uncharted territory.

because he was born into a clan where only she-cats were accepted, stoatkit was supposed to be abandoned at the border by his older half-sister, but she decided to flee her clan instead. stoatpaw never knew his father, and tawnyearth scarcely talks about their mother, since she still misses her. tawnyearth raised him even as she went through her own challenges leaving her birth clan and creating her own clan, so while she sometimes seems distant because of her duties, he is forever grateful to her and trusts her a great deal. he may be self-conscious, but he feels like he can honestly be himself around her; she's the closest thing to a parent he has.
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[birdbones]

username: redwolf466
name: larkkit/larkpaw/larkflight
age: 5 moons
gender: male
rank: kit
clan thread: Sparrowclan
prompt:
“But I don’t want to leave!” Cried larkkit as he struggled to escape his mothers grip
“Hush little o-“ Birchfur was cut off by larkkit’s frantic cries
“B-but i don’t want to leave you and pa” whimped larkkit
“W-what will th-they do to you!, I won’t leave, I want to stay with you and pa! I can protect you!! I can fight!”
Larkkit unsheathed and flexed his claws “See!!”
“Hush my lark, it will be ok” whispered birchfur
“It won’t! It won’t! Not without you and pa!” Cried larkkit
“Larkkit, it will be ok, Frostpelt will look after you,And you’ll have a wonderful life! Being free away from this terrible, misrible place” birchfur reassured larkkit
Larkkit hung his tiny head and closed his crying eyes, letting himself be taken by sleep.
Larkkit awoke in a strange den darting his eyes around he saw a largish blue-grey she cat blocking the entrance, he quickly ran to the other side of the large den.
“Who are you!” He whimpered
“All is ok little one, I am frostpelt. Your mother brought you here”
“Where is ma?! I want ma now!” Screeched Larkkit
“Hush, she returned to your pa”
“She said that the smallest kits were being taken away and never returned, Birchfur couldn’t have that happen to you” said frostpelt calmly
“You must be hungry” said frostpelt trying to change the subject, as pushed a mouse over to larkkit.
Larkkit scoffed it down to hungry to protest, with his belly full he drifted into a fitful sleep, full of nightmares and memories he wished to never remember.
The next morning he woke, and the 2 cats set off to find a place to settle down
Larkkit and frostpelt spent a few moons finding a place to set up a permanent camp.
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Extra:
Larkkit running on the moor
(Sorry about the lack of colour!)