[Goner.]

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This cat has found a lone dog pup just outside their clans camp. What actions do they take?
Minimum of 100 words. Maximum of 500 words. Optional extra of one art piece.

End Date: May 15th, 11:59pm EST

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Age: moons
Description: Blue color point with moderate white and pale blue eyes.

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Siblings: None Living

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[Wileyfangs]

Username: Wileyfangs
Name: Cranethistle
Gender: she-cat
Clan: Swampclan
Age: 30 moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:
wip wip
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[Trickz]

Username: Thunder.Collects
Name: Glacierfang
Gender: Male
Clan: CreekClan
Age: 43 Moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt: (500 Words)
Clouds had gathered in the sky, threatening to spill their frosty tears over the forest that housed CreekClan. The flashes of lightning and booms of thunder could be seen across the territory, near the mountains, and barely heard from across the territory. The cats felt the coming storm and were hidden in their dens with their clanmates before the storm even hit, preparing to wait it out before returning to their duties, if it ended before the end of the evening. Storms made everyone restless and scared, even though it provided good cover against the loud noises a heavier cat could make. At least that was Glacierfang's opinion on the situation.

Glacierfang was a strong and powerful tom-cat with a pale blue pelt and powerful muscles. He was ambitious, strong, and always ready to fight. He wasn't exactly reckless, he was just very confident, no matter the situation he was in. His mother called him headstrong because of how he rushes into problems instead of thinking of any consequences for rushing in. With a heavy sigh, the tom heaved himself onto his paws and padded from the camp, rain starting to spill from the large, dark clouds above him. Without a flick of an ear, he bushed up his pelt against the rain, providing himself a jacket against the chill and headed for the thick undergrowth.

Once he reached the thicker part of the forest he relaxed, letting his fur fall flat, and licking himself dry. Here, less rain came through the leaves above which provided a canopy against any harsh weather, like rain and snow. As Glacierfang was grooming his back he paused, ears lifting and pelt bushing up because he heard an unfriendly noise. It was the yip of a young dog.

Glacierfang had experience with dogs since he grew up with a human who owned four small dogs, not too much larger than he was. He hated them. They drooled all over him and the furniture, they chewed on him and chased him, and he couldn't get a break until he escaped the human house and fled into the forest where he found Briarstar and CreekClan. This is where he has been since, and he never imagined he would run into the slobbery domestic beast again.

The dog burst into the clearing, it's short legs and stubby tail bouncing and wagging all over the place. It was a puppy but Glacierfang responded the same way he would if it were an older animal. He lowered himself into a crouch, bristling and growling at the dog, hoping it would get the message. He didn't want this dog staying in the territory. The puppy lowered itself too, tail wagging and letting out quiet howls and barks as if it wanted to play. Glacierfang's ears lifted in thought, eyes widening. It wanted to play. He had never been the one for young animals, but it wasn't the time for a fight. Instead, he let the dog chase him towards town.
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[Ladyskittels]

Username: Ladyskittels
Name: Arcticfrost
Gender: female
Clan: Glacial Blizzard Clan (for now)
Age: 23 moons
Rank: hunter

Prompt: The morning sun rose on the clan's dens, warming the blue fur of the female called Arcticfrost as she prepared to leave on an early hunt. Hunger rumbling in her empty stomach, the pointed cat stretched her muscles as she waited for her apprentice to rise. She wasn't really the best at being a mentor to the youngster, but she had taken on the task even at a young age and wasn't about to go back on her word.

"Are you ready to go?" She asked as the small apprentice padded up to her, looking as though he had just rolled out of bed- his fur was going in every direction possible and he was still wiping sleep from his young eyes.

"I guess..." He said as he stifled a yawn bigger than his entire body. "Sooner we go out, sooner we can come back and sleep."

That's the spirit, I suppose.... The female thought to herself, not able to stop a chuckle from escaping her mouth. The two cats padded out of the camp as they headed toward the hunting grounds where the lemmings occupied this time of the year.

Arcticfrost stopped suddenly, causing her frazzled and sleep deprived apprentice to run right into her flank. Shaking himself off, the youngster glared at his mentor grumpily before grumbling, "What's the big idea? Trying to get me to like you less?"

Normally she would've told him off, but the blue pointed female had other things on her mind. She was still concentrating on the faint cries of something not too far away from them. Cautiously, she approached the noises to investigate and came face to face with a young puppy who appeared to be injured.

"Are you even listening to me, you oaf?" The grumpy apprentice asked her, taking advantage of her not paying attention as she should've been.

"Hush," she snapped at the younger cat, focusing on the injured puppy. "It's alright, little one." She said in a calming tone, carefully approaching the dog who was still crying pitifully.

At this point, the apprentice had noticed the dog as well and told her to leave it alone long enough for him to go and get Denali, who could take better care of the dog than she could. After all, it was the dog's job to protect the cats from other dogs who had come from the twoleg village where he came from himself.

"I can do it," she breathed, turning away from the apprentice for a moment. In that split second, the puppy snapped and bit into her out of self defense. It had been scared and unfamiliar with the fact they were trying to help so it acted the only way it knew how to protect itself.

Denali ended up coming to the rescue and talking the puppy down enough to allow him to carry the pup to the twoleg village where proper medical attention could be given while the healers tended to Arcticfrost.
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[clemen]

Username:ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs
Name:SwiftStar
Gender:Female
Clan:CloudburstClam
Age:38 moons
Rank:Leader/ Founder

Prompt: SwiftStar padded across an alley, just out of her camp.
She'd only been there one or twice to meet a loner named Spoondrift. But
this time it smelled like...dog? She sniffed around and caught a mouse.
Yes!! This would be perfect to feed herself and her clan. She she heard
a whine. What was that? She tried to ignore it only got louder as she went
on. She finally gave up and decided to follow the sound. She saw a pup. Is
that a....dog-pup? Where's it mother Swiftstar stared at it for a while. It
was pretty thin, and she did still have that mouse. What am I thinking?!
She couldn't give a good piece of prey to a dog. But, she felt so much pity
for the dog. She decided to lay by it like a mother-cat to a kit. She dropped her
mouse. It sniffed it and it didn't bother to eat it. It just slobbered all over it.
What a waste! Maybe i can try to get that meat over there on that can.
She padded over to the large can and knocked it over. It made a loud "bang" noise.
She grabbed the meat and took it to the pup. That tasted gross! Although
she she thought it tasted gross, the pup ate it like the pup hadn't eaten it in forever.
When the pup was done, she noticed a almost-torn off collar on the pup. She read it;
"Melody". She noticed the dog collar was very dusty and torn. "SwiftStar, What are you
doing? I was waiting for you all day!" She recognized the voice as Spoondrift.
"Erm, I'll be right there!" she answered quickly. "Umm...Pup, I can't take you back
with me. I, uh hope you find what you're looking for!" she gave one last pitiful
look at the pup and went to go find Spoondrift.

Extra:

[kiffell]

res sdhb

[Yellow.]

Username: Yellow.
Name: Iceeyes
Gender: molly
Clan: Ridgeclan
Age: 57 moons
Rank: warrior

Prompt: It was midday when Iceeyes caught the faint scent of dog on the wind slipping into camp, fur bristle from where she sat outside the nursery. Inside her, two kits slept the midday away and with instincts on high alert the molly let out a growl.

“What’s got you all mad?” Fallenstone, asked with a laugh as he padded by the queen.

“A dog,” She growled out, standing now.

“A dog?” The tom questioned eyes widening a bit as he turned to look at the main entrance of camp where Iceeyes kept looking, alert and ready with the molly.

“Not in the camp, its scent carried on the wind. It’s close though.” Iceeyes told the younger tom. “Watch the camp I’ll go see were it’s at.”

“What no you stay I’ll go!” Fallenstone tried to argue with the queen, but she’d already bound out, leaving him with no choice but to guard the nursery and wait for patrols to come back.

Running almost completely on instinct the queen opened her mouth, following the scent to it’s source. The trail lead her off the path, the wind twisting the scent with it and at times making it fade away before coming back in full force. It wasn’t long before she found the source, young and whimpering before letting out low howls. She was surprised no one had heard the thing and come running yet.

A growl came from her surprised herself a bit as her eyes landed on the young creature. Her mind screaming at her to do one of two things, either get rid of the pup so her kits would be safe or keep the pup safe, right now young animals confused her.

“Alright, fine.” Iceeyes growled deciding to go somewhere in-between of were her mind wanted her to go. “Come on I’ll take you to the town, I’m sure that’s where you came from anyway.”

The pup still whined even as the molly came to it with no ill intentions, well none now. She didn’t bother to wait for the pup to be okay with her though, picking the small creature up by the scruff much like her kits and carrying it off towards the town.

Extra:

[ARKYQ]

Very elegant. Has a feminine feel

[Wet Bread]

Username: Wet Bread
Name: Mothdust
Gender: tom
Clan: Brightclan
Age: 25 moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:
Mothdust bristled at the sight of the pup just outside of camp. The pup had managed to ambush him and now the was no time to run away. Instead of attacking Mothdust, the pup was planting licks all over his face. Mothdust couldn't help a slight giggle as he backed up.

"Okay, okay that's enough." He scolded the cheerful pup. It looked at him quizzically, not understanding his words. "Come now, we have to figure out where you belong." The pup started whining as it gave Mothdust's face another lick. Mothdust giggled. "Okay, I won't send you away quite yet." Mothdust responded cheerfully. "How about a snack first?"

Mothdust dashed into camp, grabbing a small mouse from the freshkill pile and heading back for the entrance. He stopped outside when he found the pup again and dropped the mouse at its paws. "Okay, eat up and be on your way." Mothdust told it. The pup gobbled up the mouse in one bite flat.

"I was wondering what you were doing taking prey out of camp." Vervainstrike's voice alarmed Mothdust, who's fur stood on end. "You can't be so soft hearted as to feed our enemies."

"It's just a pup though!" Mothdust protested. Vervainstrike gave him a harsh look before hissing at the pup and snapping at its paws. The pup whined and disappeared into the forest.

"It would kill us some day. Whether you treat it nicely or not." Vervainstrike scolded Mothdust. "You must always treat enemies like enemies." Mothdust nodded sadly, staring into the forest where the pup disappeared. But did enemies really always have to be enemies?

[Goner.]

congrats!

Username: Wet Bread
Name: Mothdust
Gender: tom
Clan: Brightclan
Age: 25 moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:
Mothdust bristled at the sight of the pup just outside of camp. The pup had managed to ambush him and now the was no time to run away. Instead of attacking Mothdust, the pup was planting licks all over his face. Mothdust couldn't help a slight giggle as he backed up.

"Okay, okay that's enough." He scolded the cheerful pup. It looked at him quizzically, not understanding his words. "Come now, we have to figure out where you belong." The pup started whining as it gave Mothdust's face another lick. Mothdust giggled. "Okay, I won't send you away quite yet." Mothdust responded cheerfully. "How about a snack first?"

Mothdust dashed into camp, grabbing a small mouse from the freshkill pile and heading back for the entrance. He stopped outside when he found the pup again and dropped the mouse at its paws. "Okay, eat up and be on your way." Mothdust told it. The pup gobbled up the mouse in one bite flat.

"I was wondering what you were doing taking prey out of camp." Vervainstrike's voice alarmed Mothdust, who's fur stood on end. "You can't be so soft hearted as to feed our enemies."

"It's just a pup though!" Mothdust protested. Vervainstrike gave him a harsh look before hissing at the pup and snapping at its paws. The pup whined and disappeared into the forest.

"It would kill us some day. Whether you treat it nicely or not." Vervainstrike scolded Mothdust. "You must always treat enemies like enemies." Mothdust nodded sadly, staring into the forest where the pup disappeared. But did enemies really always have to be enemies?