[DiamondDogg]

Moons ago, the five warrior clans, ThunderClan, WindClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, and SkyClan were destroyed by a massive storm. A tornado tore through the territories, and a massive forest fire ran through ThunderClan. The cats who were able to escape alive fled. With the remaining cats, StarClan contacted many warriors, even kittypets, to create new clans. If their plan failed, the warrior code may just be lost forever.

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[center]This cat got into some trouble during kithood. What happened?
Min. 100 words
Extras: 1 scene/art piece

Ends August 3rd (Saturday) at 11:59 pm EST

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Phenotype: Cream mackerel tabby with low white and green eyes
Genotype: AA/tata/spsp/McMc/bb/OO(OY)/EE/CC/dd/dmdm/wdwd/Wsws/ii/wbwb/LL

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[Knickknacks]

Username: Knickknacks
Clan: RippleClan
Name: Palmkit
Gender: female
Age: 3 moons
Rank: Kit

Prompt:

“What have I told you about the Oasis, Palmkit?” Rainfall’s voice wasn’t raised, but Palmkit could hear the tension in it. She flattened her ears, wishing she could sink into the sand, away from her mother’s disappointed gaze.

“But I- I was thirsty-” she stammered, tail twitching nervously. It was a weak defense and she knew it. Plenty of other cats were thirsty. Plenty of other cats had died from being thirsty, before her mother had come and set up the rationing system. They might not always feel like they had enough, her mother said, but at least they had some water to go around.

Most of the time, Palmkit was happy to obey the rules. But sometimes she’d find herself gazing wistfully out at the gently rippling water, suddenly all too aware of her dry mouth. Today she’d snuck just a tiny little extra sip when she thought nobody else was looking- but, just her luck, her mother had seen.

“I understand, Palmkit,” Rainfall said gently, curling her tail around her daughter’s shoulders. “I know it’s hard sometimes. But you’re a smart kit- you know why we ration water. It’s for the greater good of the whole Clan. Since you’re my daughter, you need to set an extra good example for the others, understand?” Palmkit nodded mutely, burning with shame beneath her fur. The way her mother spoke made her deed seem way more selfish and bad than she’d thought.

“I… I understand, Mama,” she said softly, her head still bowed. “I won’t do it ever again- I promise!”

“I know you won’t,” Rainfall said with a slight purr, bending down to make eye contact with her kit. “You’re a good little warrior, Palmkit.” She whisked her tail away, brushing it lightly over Palmkit’s head, before striding away to meet with some of the guards.

Palmkit darted away toward a shady overhang, her paws pattering across the packed-down sand. Mama was right, she thought solemnly. She could be a little thirsty for a while if it meant there would be enough water for everyone to share. No problem. She emphasized this thought with a sharp little nod.

And yet, and yet… in the back of her mind, treacherous little thoughts kept whispering:

The Oasis is so big… surely our rations can be bigger than they are.

I feel like things could be different than they are now and still work. Couldn’t they?

…I’m thirsty again.

Extra: maybe wip :>

[sforzando.]

Username: vos.
Clan: troutclan
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Prompt: probably walked away from the clan while they were moving
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[Myst_c]

Username: Myst_c
Clan: Sunclan
Name: Honeykit
Gender: Female
Age: 4 moons
Rank: kit

Prompt:
It was a early morning, the sun had not yet risen but the little cream she-cat had awoken before dawn. She was awakened by the noises of chatter outside the nursery and overheard the conversation of their medicine cat and their medicine cat apprentice, they had just left camp a minute ago, giving Honeykit a wonderful idea of breaking into the herb den. She quickly woke up her friends as fast and as quietly as she could and they met at the Nursery entrance.

"Ok, here is my plan, We sneak into the medicine den, check out a few things in there and come back to the nursery before anybody wakes up!" She squeaked in excitement.
"But... aren't the medicine cats-" Timberkit was quickly cut off.
"Nope! Heard them talking earlier and they both went out of camp. So before we waste more time, anybody in or chicken out and be a rotten fox?" Honeykit mewed, her paws aching to rush into that mysterious den.
"Pffft! Booorinnnng, why can't we sneak out of camp? That's MUCH better!" Smokekit groaned, rolling his eyes dramatically.
"Because you mouse-brain, it's so typical of kits to try and break out of camp, it's stupid! I'm only the one being reasonable here and want to actually do something that won't get us in trouble." Honeykit growled, batting Smokekit's ears.
"Ok, I'm in!" Petalkit mewed.
"Sure." Smokekit sighed.
They all gazed at Timberkit.
"Fine..." Timberkit agreed.

It was difficult due to the fact that they're much bigger now than a few moons ago, but luckily the clan was still asleep and.... ah-ha! They made it into the den.

After a few minutes of searching around, gazing at strong-scented leaves to cobwebs, they all enjoyed gazing at the herbs, but not touching them.
Honeykit had stumbled across a leaf bundle in the darkest corner of the den, opening it she found tiny red berries, "ooh! Looks delicious." She waved her tail and her friends stared from behind her back. "I bet it's old and forgotten, surely Rosestream and Softpaw won't care for these?" She mewed mischievously.

Sun-rise (30 minutes after they broke into the den)

"Oh NO NO NO NO!" A loud wail came from the medicine cat, Rosestream rushed out, followed closely by Softpaw as the clans began to crowd in, murmuring anxiously.
"What happened?" Leafstar mewed, her gaze calm.
"My berries! The red berries, The-The death berries!" She cried, "it's gone!" She mewed, her voice full of panick.
"A-Actually.... Rosestream." Softpaw quietly mewed, "I-I found this fur from where we had last put the berries, Softpaw held put a bundle of fur and soon.... everybody gazed at Honeykit.

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[DiamondDogg]

since this only had two entries im gonna extend this kit until the 15th at 11:59 pm

[DiamondDogg]

Congrats Knickknacks! I liked the ideas you gave for Palmkit. Feel free to message/ping me on Discord for the growth in 2+ weeks

Username: Knickknacks
Clan: RippleClan
Name: Palmkit
Gender: female
Age: 3 moons
Rank: Kit

Prompt:

“What have I told you about the Oasis, Palmkit?” Rainfall’s voice wasn’t raised, but Palmkit could hear the tension in it. She flattened her ears, wishing she could sink into the sand, away from her mother’s disappointed gaze.

“But I- I was thirsty-” she stammered, tail twitching nervously. It was a weak defense and she knew it. Plenty of other cats were thirsty. Plenty of other cats had died from being thirsty, before her mother had come and set up the rationing system. They might not always feel like they had enough, her mother said, but at least they had some water to go around.

Most of the time, Palmkit was happy to obey the rules. But sometimes she’d find herself gazing wistfully out at the gently rippling water, suddenly all too aware of her dry mouth. Today she’d snuck just a tiny little extra sip when she thought nobody else was looking- but, just her luck, her mother had seen.

“I understand, Palmkit,” Rainfall said gently, curling her tail around her daughter’s shoulders. “I know it’s hard sometimes. But you’re a smart kit- you know why we ration water. It’s for the greater good of the whole Clan. Since you’re my daughter, you need to set an extra good example for the others, understand?” Palmkit nodded mutely, burning with shame beneath her fur. The way her mother spoke made her deed seem way more selfish and bad than she’d thought.

“I… I understand, Mama,” she said softly, her head still bowed. “I won’t do it ever again- I promise!”

“I know you won’t,” Rainfall said with a slight purr, bending down to make eye contact with her kit. “You’re a good little warrior, Palmkit.” She whisked her tail away, brushing it lightly over Palmkit’s head, before striding away to meet with some of the guards.

Palmkit darted away toward a shady overhang, her paws pattering across the packed-down sand. Mama was right, she thought solemnly. She could be a little thirsty for a while if it meant there would be enough water for everyone to share. No problem. She emphasized this thought with a sharp little nod.

And yet, and yet… in the back of her mind, treacherous little thoughts kept whispering:

The Oasis is so big… surely our rations can be bigger than they are.

I feel like things could be different than they are now and still work. Couldn’t they?

…I’m thirsty again.

Extra: maybe wip :>

[Knickknacks]

eeee thank you! This gal's got quite the story arc ahead of her ^^