[Ravendarus]

Username: Ravendarus
Name: Ebonyears
Gender: Tom
Clan: Echoclan
Age: 34 moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:
He blushed deeply looking at Softfeather... she was the most beautiful she-cat in the clan, he sighed longingly, he wished to be able to walk with to her and tell her how he really felt. But every time he tried he failed miserably...

"H-Hey Softfeather! Would you like to-" he started softly as he pinned his ears back as she turned to stare at him, "Yes Ebonyears?" She asked gently to him, he swallowed nervously and smiled sheepishly. "H-Hello..." He said. Softfeather blinked, "Hello." She said softly. He nodded his head frantically before looking away swiftly. "Would you like too?" Softfeather asked softly. "O-Oh... oh um... ah... well... patrol....?" Ebonyears mumbled softly, he felt like a fool, he couldn't even ask if she wanted to go for a walk alone.

He was an idiot, he loved her so much but she would never love a small skittish tom like him. She was an elegant amazing warrior. Ebonyears sighed and looked up he jumped shocked to see Softfeather sitting before him. "Hello." She purred softly, Ebonyears almost fainted, "S-S-Softfeather!!" He stammered surprised as he slipped back and almost fell on his face. She gasped surprised, "Oh Ebonyears, are you alright?" She asked softly, he got up hiding his face softly, "O-Oh um... y-yes... yes I um... I am okay..." he said.

"Oh good I was worried I scared..." Softfeather said softly, "N-Nonsense." He chuckled meekly though he was lying through his teeth and he hated it. Softfeather mused, "Is that so? Well is it okay if we go for a walk... I need to talk to you." She said. Ebonyears blinked shocked, "R-Really?" he asked, "O-Oh... yes.. u-um... I would love to." he said, he felt silly having to hesitate with every word. Softfeather smiled and nuzzled him gently, "Don't panic it's nothing bad." She said walking out of camp. He blushed deeply and followed after her stumbling as he did, he was blushing like crazy.

Softfeather looked over at him once he finally caught up, "There you are." She said gently, she turned to him once they made it to the clearing, "Ebonyears, listen... for a while now I have been thinking, I really care for you." She said, "Actually to put it most exact... I love you Ebonyears-" She started and blinked surprised once he fell over from the shock. She gasped surprised, "O-Oh dear, was I to straight forwards?" She asked before she licked him softly. He blinked awake surprised, "S-Softfeather was I dreaming?" he asked, she purred gently, "No... I really do love you." She said, he stared at her swallowing nervously as he tried not to faint again, "M-Me too... you..." he said sheepishly, Softfeather perked her ears and beamed she nuzzled him gently, "Then, will you be my mate?" She asked. He bobbed his head swiftly before he got up, he almost stumbled and fell but she caught him brushing against his side. "I got you." She said and he nodded softly.

Extra:

[Yawning Pup]

~drop out~

[Yellow.]

Username: Yellow.
Name: Fenris
Gender: male
Clan: Ridgeclan
Age: 69 moons
Rank: spy

Prompt:
To say that Fenris had been shocked would be an understatement, Iceeyes coming up to him and confessing her feelings had rendered the tom speechless and frozen in place. When he had returned to camp after a short trip the molly had asked if he wanted to go hunting with her, while that had been a surprise in itself it wasn’t completely out of the norm so Fenris had accepted and left camp with the warrior.

After another moments pass Fenris pulls himself together, schooling his face to an expressionless view. “And what happens when the clan finds out?” He asks simply because in the end, the clan will not be happy about it, Fenris is a spy they don’t take mates, they don’t make friends, their relations are for the clan alone not for themselves.

“They don’t have to know,” Iceeyes responded readily. “I’m telling you I love you Fenris I don’t care what the clan thinks or what their rules are. If I have to hide my love around them for this to work then I will. Do you not love me?”

Listening to her words Fenris wondered if maybe he should have seen this coming, she was one of the few who spent time with him when he came back to camp. Had he missed her growing closer? Had he done something himself to cause such feelings to bloom without his realization.

Her question caught him a bit off guard at the end, did he return her feelings? He’d been taught by his mentor not to have feelings, they were useless in his job at best and got in the way at worse. He couldn’t even say what love was if someone asked him, a foreign concept he knew as only the word itself.

“You know as well as any that those like myself are never taught, love.” The words came out colder than intended and he watched her face fall to sadness and than acceptance.

“I’ll teach you then.” She said determinedly, having already made up her mind if the resolve set in her words was anything to go by. “I will teach you to love and then you can decide if you love me or not.”

For a moment Fenris’s mask slipped and his eyes widened a little at the bold statement the molly was giving him before he schooled his features once more. “Alright.” He started surprising even himself at his words. “Teach me to love.”

The smile that broke her face was one that would be imprinted on Fenris’s memory for the rest of the time, even after she betrayed him later he could still remember her smile from this moment. Because in the end, she did teach him to love, just not her.

Extra:

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Name: Nightbird
Gender: she-cat
Clan: Zephyrclan
Age: 31 moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:
It was always hard for other cats to find Nightbird. With a tendency to hide, wishing she could be alone forever, she was alone a lot. Which was exactly how she liked it.

There did seem to be one cat that didn't want to leave her alone. Nightbird hadn't really figured out if that was a good or a bad thing yet. He wasn't a bad cat, not at all... he was just a bit stranger than the others. Usually cats left her to her own devices, understanding that she wasn't really one for conversation or social interactions. But this one was different.

On this particular day, Nightbird had been relaxing in her favorite spot - a tree branch, high above the ground. No one bothered her here, and she wasn't even sure if anyone knew she was here, but she preferred it that way. And yet... he wanted to find her, purposefully seeking her out. His name was Stormecho, and he was a cat that actually seemed to care about her. It was a strange feeling. No one had ever bothered to care about her before, much less get to know her, try to catch her despite her evasive nature.

"Hey," a soft call drifted through the branches of the tree, and Nightbird straightened her ears, looking for the source of the sound; though she already had a guess of who it might have been. She was right, watching as Stormecho scrambled his way to the branch that she was, peering down. "It's a great view up here, huh?" He said, smirking at her a bit. She responded with a light smile of her own, watching the cat, confused by his actions. Why should he have come this whole way up here? Was it really just for her?

She waited for Stormecho to say something. She wasn't good at the social communication part of life, though she had good reason, isolated as she was for most of her life. Finally, he did, watching as he nodded slightly to himself before turning to Nightbird.

"I wanted to tell you something," he said slowly, wrapping his tail around his paws, looking at ease even though they were easily 20 feet in the air. "I... I really like you, Nightbird. Love you," he added, managing to glance into her eyes before looking away, waiting for her response.

Nightbird tilted her head, unsure of how to respond to this cat. He was clearly waiting for her to give one. An internal struggle was happening inside the she-cat at that moment - to trust again would be putting herself at risk, and she was happy alone. Yet, there was something about this tom that made her want to take a chance on him...

"Ok," she finally whispered, causing Stormecho to look up. "I'll give you a chance. But I won't be an easy bird to catch," she joked, smiling at him in earnest this time. He returned it, nodding.

"I know."

Extra: not this time.

[wyrdeere]

Username: beau.
Name: spider of teasing stones
Gender: female
Clan: tribe of gleaming night
Age: 34 moons
Rank: gatherer

Prompt: (477/500 words) *dark of cautious ivy is currently a concept/npc
Spider of Teasing Stones made it to the top of the Staghorn Mountains long before Dark of Cautious Ivy did. As his body heaved itself to the summit, she only laughed at his inability to climb such a simple peak. Maybe it was just her slender body and natural athleticism that gave her the advantage. The sun was high in the sky as they sat together, just enjoying each other’s company. Mouse of Fair Mist had given them both the day off from duties for a reason Spider didn’t know, but she wasn’t going to complain. “Spider, I need to talk to you about something.” Dark finally spoke up.

“Oh really? Is it serious?”

“Well, I think it is.”

A switch flicked in Spider’s mind as she mulled over what it could be. She had an idea of what might be torturing his mind but wasn’t completely certain. “So not serious at all then?” She smiled, winking at the tom.

“What? No!” She could only laugh at his flustering. He was trying his best. She watched as he took a deep breath, followed by another, and another. “I think I’m in love with you.”

Her eyes blinked once. Then twice. Then multiple more times as she feigned shock and confusion, when she knew exactly how he felt. If he ever tried to hide it, it wasn’t done very well. “Alright?” His jaw dropped at her reply.

“You heard what I said, right?” Spider giggled at him, nodding.

“I think everyone in the tribe already knows, Dark.”

“Wha-”

She flicked her tail at him, teasing. “You could at least attempt to be a little more subtle.”

“I was always being subtle.” His words were incredibly gruff, like her was offended at her knowledge of his own feelings.

“Sure, sure. I totally believe you.” Dark huffed, causing Spider to laugh even more. He was so sweet and so painfully oblivious to how others see his actions. It made her smile. “Do you trust me?” The question she asked took Dark by surprise.

“Of course I trust you. Why wouldn’t I?” She circled him, watching with careful eyes. He had no idea.

“Well, you know what they say about you and green-eyed she-cats, Dark.” His face paled.

“That’s just a rumour. Don’t believe anyone who says that.”

“Sure.” Spider paused, gazing at the cat in front of her. She’d never admit how perfect he was to her, and how absolute elated she was that he told her about his feelings. He didn’t deserve the satisfaction just yet. As they headed back down the mountain towards the camp, she only thought of what the future might bring for the pair.

She won’t say that she pushed him, causing him to fall a small amount and get his back leg cut up, but she won’t deny it either. That’s what mates do, right?

Extra: maybe :)

[MeltiTheDragon]

Username: MeltiTheDragon
Name: Starlingwhisker
Gender: Male
Clan: Cascadeclan
Age: 46 Moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:


Silver light filtered through the trees, the branches creating a lattice of shadows on the new grass at his paws. He paused for a brief moment. For a heartbeat, he thought someone was following him. But no sound was made again. Despite all efforts at training, Cascadeclan cats are inevitably as noisy as their clan's namesake. Probably just the wind playing its usual tricks. Warriors report everything from exotic prey to strange cats calling things out. And its always the wind. He shrugged it off as that. Snow white paws hit the left litter, sending conifer needles and the rogue new-leaf deciduous leaves flying at all angles.

"Wait! Starling!"

He skidded to a halt, startled. Cautiously he turned back. A petite mink molly stared at him with pale blue eyes, the one on temporary apprentice duties that he'd helped earlier in cleaning out the currently empty nursery. Her breaths came short and fast. There was no telling how long she'd been following him.

"Oh hey, Muntjac," he meowed, nonchalant. "What are you doing out here? I thought Owletfur wanted to torture you more."

She giggled, her whiskers flaring ever so slightly. "He did. I just wanted to say...thanks a lot for helping me. You're really nice. I-I...um...."

He stared back at her. She shook her head and blurted it out in a single long sentence.

"Starling, I really like you and I know you're probably afraid of me like everyone else because I did that thing to Cypress's mate a while back and still haven't repaid for it but I just wanted to let you know anyway because I think you're the nicest cat in the clan and I'd love to get to know you better."

Blinking a couple times, his eyes lingered on her's. His own whiskers flared. "Um, thank you. I didn't really think of myself that way before. You know, not everyone in the clan hates you Muntjac. If Owletfur ever gives you a break, would you like to go fishing by the bridge?"

Her eyes lit up. "You're serious? Certainly." Her mouth curled into a frown. "If I can." She gave him an adoring look before running back to camp to face whatever the deputy's reaction was.

His gaze slowly turned back to the direction he was originally going in. Wait, what was he out here for anyways? Honestly, he'd completely forgotten. And that memory's place was a lovely molly with the sparkle in her eyes.

[410/500 words : Note -- Muntjac and Cypress are both NPCs. I don't have any other cats in my clan without mates in his age range!]

[Goner.]

Closed for judging

[Goner.]

First of all, I gotta say that everyone here is fantastic at writing ahh
I'm going to award an HM to Yellow. The way you concluded your form was very intriguing! It made me want to know more about who Fenris fell in love with later on!

Congrats to Mewmew. with Cowbelly!
Your form was very well written and that last line made me laugh way too hard i relate too much
Enjoy your new, food loving, babe!

Username: mewmew.
Name: Cowbelly
Gender: tom
Clan: Cats of the Bluegrass
Age: 4.5 years
Rank: Lieutenant (warrior)

Prompt:

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[Trickz]

Congrats! I plan to reuse my art and concept so please don't use it c:

[Ravendarus]

Congrats!! Sorry but I will be removing my art to reuse for another cat so please don't use it! <3