[Elliad.]

Username;; Elliad.
Cat Name;; Foxnose
Gender;; Female
Age;; 21 moons
Clan;; Thornclan
Rank;; Warrior

Prompt Pt. 1;; The boy who cried Wolf
Prompt Pt. 2;;
“You don’t want to be the kit who cried wolf, do you?” the elder says, looking down at the kits that were sat around his paws. “If you lie, one day who will know what the truth is?”

Foxkit looked up at him, tapping her tail against the ground. She loved to listen to the elders normally, but today, the stares she was getting made her squirm. “I wasn’t lying,” she muttered under her breathe.

The elder ignored her, rolling his eyes in a disbelieving manner.

“Yeah right,” whispered Sunkit to the others around him. Foxkit just looked down as the other kits giggled mockingly.

“There was another kit on the territory that once lied about seeing a wolf in the camp. Nobody trusted her again. You don’t want to be like her, do you?” The elder says, trying to look as though he was addressing the whole group.

Sunkit turned to Foxkit, smirking before turning and whispering something to the kit next to him. Standing up, Foxkit could not stand the stares. “I have seen a group of cats on the outside of camp and I will prove it,” Foxkit yells, standing up and running away.

“Maybe they should have called her Wolfkit,” Sunkit says to the group of kits, who snickered as Foxkit kept running, not looking back.

Once Foxkit was away from the group she started on a trek to the border of the camp, scurrying along in the bushes whenever she saw another cat coming. Hitting the border, she tucked herself as small as possible, stalking out of camp in hopes that nobody spots her.

Getting out of camp was the difficult part, Foxkit realised, as she found herself able to walk through the forest without fear of bumping into another cat. As if to jinx herself, Foxkit spots a cat in the distance, forcing her to crouch down again in the nearby foliage.

Walking past her was a cat that she didn’t recognise, one that was no clan member as far as she was aware. She hid in the bushes, afraid to move an inch as the white cat walked past her, but Foxkit found herself drawn to this cat as he walked past her.

The large white cat was almost like a cloud, floating through the woods. Captivated, Foxkit followed them, trying to stay far enough away that she was undetected while also being able to keep up.

Their journey was almost like a dance as the cat gracefully carried themselves through the food; Foxkit couldn’t bear to turn away. As she neared a clearing, she crouched down and continued her approach. There, in the clearing, was a group of foreign cats and in the centre of the group was, Duskstar, the leader of the clan. Foxkit let off a gasp before feeling a tug at her nape and a bombardment of sharp jabs along her pelt.

As she hit the ground, she went to look before promptly being ‘shushed’ by a calico cat that Foxkit recognises as a young warrior from the clan, who placed a paw over Foxkit’s mouth. “I swear I heard something,” the white cat she had been following said, walking past the bush they were hidden in.

“It was probably just some woodland creature, unless you were followed,” Duskstar says disapprovingly.

“No, boss. I wasn’t followed,” the white cat replied, walking back over to the group.

Foxkit turned to the mysterious she-cat. “I knew it. I knew there were cats out here. We have to tell someone!” Foxkit attempts to whisper.

“Shush! We cannot tell anyone. Besides, who would we tell? Our leader is right there,” the cat whispers, watching the group. “Pretend you didn’t see anything.”

“I can’t just go back! I knew I saw cats here and now I can prove it.”

“Why would they believe you? This is their leader. Do you really think they’ll believe a kit over their leader?” The she-cat says to her with a look of pity on her face.

“But…but…I’m not a liar,” Foxkit says in a whine.

“I know that, and you know that, isn’t that enough? Look, head back to the clan, I’ll deal with this.”

Foxkit turned to look at the older she-cat, prepared to argue but the look of anguish on her face made Foxkit decide to run before finding out exactly what she meant, not looking at what the calico was staring at.

It was from then that Foxkit realised that sometimes it is better being the kit who cried wolf because some truths are easier faced as lies.

[Yellow.]

Username;; Yellow.
Cat Name;; Siren
Gender;; female
Age;; 32 moons
Clan;; Ridgeclan
Rank;; spy

Prompt Pt. 1;; Elle King - Ex's & Oh's
Prompt Pt. 2;;
"You act all you want Siren, but I can see through you, I know what your name means." The older tom called, his tail swaying lazily as he sat atop the fence looking down at the she-cat bellow.

"Oh and do tell just what acting I am doing?" She purred back.

"You're a temptress Siren, that's what your name means. Kestrelstar gave it to you because that's what you do, that's how you keep an eye on those are that clan of yours. You're one of there little spies so you can drop the act with me I've got nothing for the clan for you to give them. You come around and make friends, make those fall for you and then after you get what you want you're gone again."

Tilting her head to the side Siren sat and listened to the tom before jumping up next to him on the fence once he finished his little speech. "Oh, it sounds like you think you've got me all figured out." She purred while moving closer to the tom before she stood in front of him. "But don't forget Brutus that everyone get's something out of this and in the end I just follow orders. And if you know what my name means then you know what happens to those who get to close."

The threat was clear when Siren told the tom her final words, hopping back off the fence just as quickly as she'd gotten on. The game had been fun for a moment, but the tom was right he didn't have anything for her. She'd keep an eye on the old house cat of course, but there was nothing he could tell or give her that would be of use to the clan.

"I can't forget that I've seen you handy work first hand!" He called out after her. "You break hearts in more ways then one, I'll stay on your good side and just stay clear thank you very much."

"Yes, but they always come running back Brutus! They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave!" She called back to him before vanishing into the forest already thinking of just where she needed to go next.

[Desmond]

Apologies for the delay! I got really stuck for a bit on several entries, set this contest aside to tackle again another day... and then promptly got busy again. Ack.

Username;; juice box.
Cat Name;; Wolfwhisper
Gender;; She cat
Age;; 18 moons
Clan;; Oasisclan
Rank;; Warrior

Prompt Pt. 1;; Pandora’s Box - The myth of Pandora
Prompt Pt. 2;;


Wolfwhisper was fathered by the leader that "ruled" over Oasisclan before Waspstar was able to take over, a father whom she would never know. Her father, Eelstar, was a malicious tom who would kill anything and anyone who dared to cross his path. He never stuck to one mate, either quickly ending the life of one or betraying her for another. He was a violent tom, attempting to expand his reign as a tyrant to any clan or rogue he could get his greedy paws on. Rapidly, Eelstar seemed to lose lives, as if Starclan tore them from him themselves. However, Eelstar had just happened to lose his ninth life before Wolfwhisper would become an apprentice, a runt in a litter of one. Wolfwhisper was always kept from Eelstar's sights, attempting to keep her from becoming what he was. Her mother had abandoned her in attempts to remove herself from anything that was Eelstar or related to him, leaving the mewling kit to the care of a queen who was a day away from kitting herself.

Wolfkit had quite the troubled kithood. Rumors spread like a forest fire, spreading from one cat to the next, that Wolfkit was the only living offspring of Eelstar. They feared her and what she would grow into. From the moment she could open her eyes and leave the nursery, any cat within Oasisclan avoided her as if she had a terrible case of greencough. Other kits would run from her, crying for their mothers. Elders would hiss and puff before shuffling off quickly to their dens. The only friend that Wolfkit would even consider having was Wasppaw, an impressive apprentice who was four moons older than her. Wasppaw had brought the sadden kit a moss ball at one point when she had seen Wolfkit curled on her own, crying. That was the only interaction the two would ever have together, as Wasppaw's sister, Foxpaw, would drag the confused she-cat from the curious hazel gaze of the kit.

Though anytime Eelstar was in camp, the queen who took in Wolfkit would drag the complaining kit back into the den to keep her hidden. Wolfkit never knew her father but heard rumor after rumor about him, letting their words sink in. Her adoptive mother didn't want Wolfkit to become like Eelstar, though... Wolfkit was conflicted on what she should become when she grew into a warrior.

Now, you may ask, how does Pandora's Box relate to the story of Wolfwhisper? Well, it is simple: Wolfwhisper can be compared to that of the jar, not Pandora herself.

In the myth, Pandora's box is filled with evil: sickness, death and many other unspecified evils. Pandora, a woman curious at nature, would let herself be controlled by the urge to open it, releasing the evils upon the world in one simple act. From this, Pandora is considered the curse upon mankind, as she is the one who essentially infiltrates mankind before unleashing the horrors within the jar upon them. The jar, seemingly simple at first, held terrible secrets and misfortunes inside.

Just like Wolfwhisper.

Despite all the work her adopted mother had gone through to prevent this outcome, Wolfwhisper grew into a malicious, angry she-cat who holds a grudge against everyone within the clan. She grew to be an almost exact copy of her tyrant father, even though she had never known Eelstar. The one thing she never inherited was his intense bloodlust. Though, like Pandora's box, Wolfwhisper is filled with evil, undefined even by herself. She is the curse amongst the clan, lingering in the shadows to wait for her moment to strike. Wolfwhisper's Pandora was her mother, who had fallen curious as to what loving Eelstar was like: which turned into one-sided mateship and an unwanted kit. Her mother had unleashed a curse amongst the clan at the moment she found she was expected and she knew this. There was no way that Wolfwhisper would have had a peaceful life without being associated with Eelstar, which.... in the end, was what turned the poor she-cat into what she is. The rumors and the nasty remarks morphed her into the dark character she is today.

All because her mother opened a Pandora's box in the clan: the box being a small kit named Wolfkit.

Congrats! You took the prompt in an unexpected way, and got me very much interested. :D Very creative!

[Virixin]

Eeee, my first win in Rise! ; v;
Thank you so much, Des! I cannot wait to develop Wolfwhisper further <333