[TheLilLeopard]

Username;; TheLilLeopard
Cat Name;; Skyheart
Gender;; Female
Age;; 29 moons
Clan;; Cloud of the Endless Skies
Rank;; Warrior

Prompt;; TBA

[CloudedDiamond]

Username;; DiamondDogg
Cat Name;; Redwood
Gender;; Tom
Age;; 38 Moons
Clan;; SilverClan (link in sig)
Rank;; Medicine Cat

Prompt;;

Redwood knew from kithood he was going to have to be a medicine cat. He acted excited as he was trained by Silverstar, but inwardly, he wasn't happy. But, when he got his full name and treated his first patient, he knew that he would enjoy this life. He hides his past life, a life of hatred of his new, as he knows that life is no more. He tells no one of his feelings from those times, and only his feelings of this life he lives. Without his mind clearing, he would dread his life, but he now knows that this is what he is meant to do: to save lives.

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Username;; jester ;;
Cat Name;; Halfpaw
Gender;; Tom
Age;; 9 moons
Clan;;
Rank;; Apprentice

Prompt;; wip

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Username;; ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ.
Cat Name;; MapleSun
Gender;; she-cat
Age;; 54 moons
Clan;; ThistleClan
Rank;; emissary
Prompt;;

MapleSun is a matchmaker, she likes seeing cute cat couples all around her, nuzzling each other, raising families, sharing tongues. Most of the cat couples in the clan were aided by her, ShadowWalker found a mate in his friend BlossomBelly, who joined recently after he asked about mateship.
She convinced AdderStar to tell HeatherPool--now his mate and mother of his kits-- about his feelings for her. She let her friend DawnCloud take the lead in courting BlueStorm, and even with young cats, they come to her with relationship advice. Talon and Owl, each running up to her when she returns from her travels, begging for help with their own crushes.
MapleSun is usually more than happy to help with all of this, the only problem for her; no cat wants to be her mate.
Maybe they think she's busy with being an emissary for the clan, or that she's too occupied with other cats' relationships, but she never has run into a tom or she-cat that liked talking to her for any other reason than their own crush or relationship.
It hurts MapleSun, she wishes to snuggle up to another cat at night, breathe in their scents and drift off to sleep curled up against their fur. She often doesn't sleep, for loneliness creeps over her like a blanket in the darkness of the emissary den, and it's more than just uncomfortable.
She never lets any cat know of her bitterness toward happy couples because she likes them. She doesn't want to be jealous of her friends, who have begun settling down, and she doesn't want it to come off as rude when StagLeap comes up with more puns to court DoeHeart and needs another's opinion. She just wished that someone would go to the lengths to court her, but instead, she has to watch from the sidelines, a smile on her face to hide the loneliness in her eyes.

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Username;; inky.
Cat Name;; Redwind
Gender;; Male
Age;; 32 m
Clan;; SnakeClan
Rank;; Warrior

Prompt;;
Being half deaf. He doesn’t want cats to treat him differently/doesn’t want to be forced to be a medicine cat.

[Yellow.]

Username;; Yellow.
Cat Name;; Scorchcloud
Gender;; female
Age;; 25 moons
Clan;; Ridgeclan
Rank;; warrior

Prompt;;
Scorchcloud is hiding a fox kit. It wasn't meant to happen that way, Scorchcloud knew what she was supposed to do, but once she got there she just hadn’t been able to. She didn’t have it in her to the end the life of something so small and venerable, something that was just trying to survive all on its own. She couldn’t get rid of something that seemed to be starting life just as she had.

A fox found dead just outside Ridgeclan’s territory, the smell of milk a dead give away that kits laid somewhere. For the sake of the clan and the mercy of the kits, it was decided that they would be put out of there misery. Cats were sent out to find them and in the end, it was Scorchcloud who found them or him, just one kit still living the others already gone to join there mother. The molly couldn’t do it though, she couldn’t kill the chattering creature.

So she took him and hide him, told the others where to find the already dead kits and moved the other to the caves to keep him safe. She’d like to say she doesn’t know why she did it, but she does. She’d been found next to the body of her mother and siblings as a kit, the only one still living after the others had been hit by a monster. This little one was the same as her and she couldn’t imagine killing him for it.

She knew she’d get caught at some point, but he was her secret and she promised him life, she couldn’t go back on that now. She would convince Kestrelstar to let her raise him and then take him away if she got caught. But she wouldn’t kill him, she wouldn’t let anyone hurt him. It wasn’t fair. He didn’t do anything wrong, he’d already lost everything he didn’t need to lose his life too! So she hide him from everything.

[Birchii]

Username;; Birchii
Cat Name;; Pinefall
Gender;; Tom
Age;; 35 moons
Clan;; GealachClan
Rank;; Warrior

Prompt;;
Pinefall used to be much more talkative as an apprentice; he was a bit shy, but liked company of friends and such. He realised as an apprentice he liked a molly a moon older than him, and that became love as they became warriors, but he but was afraid to tell Quailfeather his feelings. He left it too late, since she fell in love with someone else. Pinefall reacted in quite a strong way; he became more lonesome and quiet on the outside. You could even call him the "strong silent" type if you had just met him. However, internally he was fighting a grief and sadness for what he and Quailflower could have had. He never blamed her or her new mate, but he despised himself for letting life slip by, and punished himself with loneliness and not letting others in - ironically he was allowing life to, yet again, slip by. Exactly 13 moons had passed when he became rapidly ill; a slight cold became Whitecough, which turned to Greencough.

Ancestors came to him in a dream and told him a story of someone in his exact situation from long ago, except that cat allowed herself to buried so deep in self-loathing and sorrow that it is near-impossible for the Ancestors to get her out - she trapped herself between worlds. They wanted to show him what he was doing and what would happen to him if he kept on going, and it shook him up. He realised how very foolish he had been, and vowed to change. It was a slow and tricky process, especially since he had to try and heal his sadness and self-punishing attitude whilst letting others back in to his life again. He has slowly gained valuable friendship with some cats who show him the joys of life, and though he is still fighting his sorrows, he is finding that time and happiness are the best healers of a broken heart. Learning to love himself is also a tough battle, but he's getting there, day by day.

I also wanted to try and write his tale in poem-form ~

1. This is the odd tale of Pinefall;
A strong cat, loyal, fine and tall.
To others quiet but fine,
But ‘twas the mask of Pine,
His calm a façade, dam or wall.

2. For he loved a molly, he said,
Though these thoughts stayed deep in his head.
Too late did the tom try,
As he saw with a sigh
She fell for another instead.

3. Pinefall was crushed, though through his will,
Strived to find ways to be fulfilled.
Though try as he might,
He just couldn’t fight;
After six moons he loved her still.

4. After that he felt more than sad,
If pushed, Pinefall would turn nomad.
He sent others away
Far from him, they did stay.
Quietly on his own, he’s glad.

5. Seven moons passed; Pinefall now sick,
With whitecough; it came fast and thick.
Stayed within the med den,
And it was only then,
To greencough it transformed quite quick.

6. It was his weakened heart, you see.
Let the illness enter with glee.
He felt fever and chills,
Realised he missed the hills;
Wanted to recover quickly.

7. Two cats approached he in a dream,
Side by side, a notable team.
With pale stars in their eyes,
And from their mouths, sad cries
Did flow like a bubbling stream.

8. They talked of their lives long ago,
In sweet love did these two cats glow.
A third did appear,
To their love did she sneer,
She wanted this tom, full of woe.

9. Though once friends, she drifted apart.
Wept with sorrow ‘bout her poor heart.
From her clan she did run
“Can’t have him? Then I’m done.”
She wouldn’t let her love restart.

10. The two cats lived a life of love.
When they left it for one above,
They saw their friend’s life,
Full of anger and strife.
She stayed ‘tween worlds, neither a part of.

11. The two starry lovers still try,
To save her from her darkened skies.
"It's a long and tough trail,
One which we still do fail,
As she turns from us, teary-eyed."

12. These two cats spoke to Pinefall now.
Tried hard to convince him somehow.
“From sick and sad, return,
‘Else you’ll forever yearn,
For what never could be,” They meowed.

13. He saw his foolish actions clear.
Realised he’d lived in anger and fear.
From his dream he awoke,
To the healer he spoke,
“Keep me company with your cheer.”

14. Though unseen, broken hearts are real.
They say time’s the best way to heal.
Strong Pinefall does try hard,
To let down his stone guard.
Happy things at least he now feels.

15. Though old ways are tricky to end,
Pinefall, instead found some great friends.
Once he opened his heart,
To a refreshing start,
Joyful times with them he did spend.

16. With a wide smile there on his jaws,
He set life on a new path, ‘cause,
Though his feelings aren’t gone,
It was time to move on;
“Won’t be happy if life’s on pause.”

17. He set out to help others too,
Tries to persuade them to his view.
“Though life can be unfair,
There’s so much more out there.
“The one who restarts it, is you.”

18. Through time, his feelings did reset.
Unknown, a pale molly does set,
Her gentle amber gaze,
Upon him like sun rays,
They may fall deeply in love yet.

[liightning]

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( gender ) male
( age ) 45 moons
( clan ) DeltaClan
( rank ) warrior

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Who am I?

I peer into a pond and see my reflection, haunted green eyes ringed with scarlet fur. I don't know this cat. This cat is broken beyond repair; is that who I am?

I know a few things for sure.

I am weak. The ones I loved the most fell at my paws... and I couldn't do anything to stop it.

I am a coward. I left my love in a field of flowers, pale blossoms bright with blood.

I am heartless. I buried my kits by the river, their jaws wide in an endless cry for help that never came.

I am a traitor. I run, run, run... run from the regret, the guilt.


Running, running, running; why am I always running?

Every time I close my eyes and let slumber drag me into the depths of sleep, I awake. But not in the waking world. It is dark, and around me swirls the mist, choking me.

The shadows are fluid, taking shape only to melt back again, never still, always twisting and writhing. They are clawed talons reaching out to snag my fur; they are hungry jaws snapping at my feet. They are made of fear and guilt. Of memories that I'd rather forget... of experiences I'd rather leave behind. They are my past.

And so I run. I run from my past, from the regret... from who I am.

Who am I?

Am I weak? Am I a coward? Am I heartless? Am I a traitor? Am I that cat I see, haunted green eyes ringed with scarlet fur, broken beyond repair?

I know one thing for sure: I do not want to be that cat.


If only I had wings to take to the sky, surely I could outrun the past. But I don't have wings, and I can only run, run, run.

I am tired of running. It is a race I can never win.

So I pick up the pieces, the shattered remnants of who I am. Who I used to be.

If that was who I was, then who am I now?

If I pick up the pieces and face the past, will I still be broken?

Who will I be?


I may be weak; I may be a coward; I may be heartless; I may be a traitor. But I am brave. I am tired of running, and I am ready.

Strength fills my limbs. I feel the wings unfold from my back, ready to lift me into the sky, away from the past. But I no longer want to run.


This time, I will stand and fight.


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♫ King - Lauren Aquilina

you've got it all,
you lost your mind in the sound
there's so much more, you can reclaim your crown
you're in control,
rid of the monsters inside your head
put all your faults to bed
you can be king again

[sforzando.]

generally I don't say good luck to comps like this but like, y'all have some great answers to the prompt that I'm just in love with them all so good luck guys, I can't wait to see which one of y'all wins this babe! :o

[Desmond]

Sorry for the wait on this one!

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( username ) liightning
( gender ) male
( age ) 45 moons
( clan ) DeltaClan
( rank ) warrior

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Who am I?

I peer into a pond and see my reflection, haunted green eyes ringed with scarlet fur. I don't know this cat. This cat is broken beyond repair; is that who I am?

I know a few things for sure.

I am weak. The ones I loved the most fell at my paws... and I couldn't do anything to stop it.

I am a coward. I left my love in a field of flowers, pale blossoms bright with blood.

I am heartless. I buried my kits by the river, their jaws wide in an endless cry for help that never came.

I am a traitor. I run, run, run... run from the regret, the guilt.


Running, running, running; why am I always running?

Every time I close my eyes and let slumber drag me into the depths of sleep, I awake. But not in the waking world. It is dark, and around me swirls the mist, choking me.

The shadows are fluid, taking shape only to melt back again, never still, always twisting and writhing. They are clawed talons reaching out to snag my fur; they are hungry jaws snapping at my feet. They are made of fear and guilt. Of memories that I'd rather forget... of experiences I'd rather leave behind. They are my past.

And so I run. I run from my past, from the regret... from who I am.

Who am I?

Am I weak? Am I a coward? Am I heartless? Am I a traitor? Am I that cat I see, haunted green eyes ringed with scarlet fur, broken beyond repair?

I know one thing for sure: I do not want to be that cat.


If only I had wings to take to the sky, surely I could outrun the past. But I don't have wings, and I can only run, run, run.

I am tired of running. It is a race I can never win.

So I pick up the pieces, the shattered remnants of who I am. Who I used to be.

If that was who I was, then who am I now?

If I pick up the pieces and face the past, will I still be broken?

Who will I be?


I may be weak; I may be a coward; I may be heartless; I may be a traitor. But I am brave. I am tired of running, and I am ready.

Strength fills my limbs. I feel the wings unfold from my back, ready to lift me into the sky, away from the past. But I no longer want to run.


This time, I will stand and fight.


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♫ King - Lauren Aquilina

you've got it all,
you lost your mind in the sound
there's so much more, you can reclaim your crown
you're in control,
rid of the monsters inside your head
put all your faults to bed
you can be king again

Congrats! :D