[friggin' foxes]

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[main thread]
The catacombs are a vast underground network of tunnels, only accessible by a few select spots on the surface.
Ancient cats carved and explored these tunnels through centuries of hard work. At the heart of the catacombs
is a nook bustling with life: Catalena. Here cats live harmoniously in groups called guilds, in which every memb-
er has it's own special role. There are merchants, barbarians, witches, foragers, every type of citizen you could
imagine. Everyone contributes to Catalena in their own way and keeps it safe for the cats that live there.

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that timers off. i was being distracted by a few things. to enter, write them a story to tell! min of 150 words. prettying up forms is allowed.

ends on sept 8th

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[GrimmKitty]

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[SilhouetteStation]

username: SilhouetteStation
name: Bados
gender: male
role: fighter
guild: Firelight Guild

story:
"It was a dark and stormy night."

His husky voice spoke over the softly crackling fire and seemed to echo around the space they sat in. The flames illuminated the faces of his young listeners, their eyes wide and reflecting the glow as they listened. They were huddled around the small bonfire, eager to take in both the warmth and story to be told.

"I was alone," he continued. "Cold and confused, and very, very lost. Myself and a few other young cats had been chosen for a special mission. We hadn't known the weather would turn so bad, but we were determined to carry out our expedition in the Outside. We hadn't been out of the tunnels for long when the skies turned dark, and the rain began to fall. Thunder made the ground tremble beneath our paws, and lightning lit up the clouds above. It's like nothing you kits have ever felt or seen before."

One of them let out a tiny breath, and they all leant towards him.

"The winds were harsh, and the rain like ice shards. The grass turned to mud, and we were struggling to keep going. We could hardly hear each other over the sound of the howling wind, let alone see each other. I'd only turned away for a second, but when I turned back, I was alone. Somehow we had gotten separated. But I knew I couldn't panic, I knew I had to stay calm. Keeping a cool head is key in situations like these."

"Bor-ing!"

He looked up and let out a heavy sigh. "Do you mind, Lillyx?"

"You're not telling that story again, are you?" she asked, wandering over and taking a seat near the kits. Their Guild leader, Atheira, sat down next to her with a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "I could tell them a really good tale," Lillyx continued. "I don't doubt that," he replied, his eyes lingering on the scars that marked her muzzle and stomach. "But yours is a bit...intense."

She opened her mouth to argue, but then seemed to think better of it. Atheira let out a small giggle, patting her on the arm. "Go on Bados," she then said, turning her attention to him. "Finish your story."

"Yeah, finish the story!" one of the kits piped up.
"Tell us what happens!" another demanded, fur sticking out in excitement.

He gave a Lillyx a smug look, and she scowled in return. The cold expression didn't last long, however; she poked her tongue out in a cheeky grin, and he returned it without hesitation. Atheira just rolled her eyes; she'd gotten used to their antics with each other by now.

"Now where was I?" he said. "Ah, right. The storm was bad. I'd gotten separated from the rest of the group. I could hardly see the whiskers on my face, already I was chilled to the bone, so I knew finding shelter was the most important thing to do. What use would I be, if I was a walking block of ice?

So I pushed against the weather, pawstep by pawstep, trying to find somewhere safe and sheltered. This was my first time in the Outside, I had no map - I had no idea where I was, or where I was going. I just knew I had to keep going."

The kits were entranced by the drama and suspense he put into his voice. His two Guild members looked rather amused. He couldn't blame them; he'd told this story many times, to many curious kits. It was just his favorite to tell.

"Suddenly, out of the darkness, a large shape looked in front of me. I reached out to touch it, and almost wept at the familiar feeling of rock. I wasn't used to this weather, but stone was something I knew. I made my way around until I found an opening, and entered what I now knew was a cave. Inside I huddled to try and keep in the warmth, and kept my head low while I waited out the storm. My body was exhausted, and somehow, I fell into some sort of sleep. Even then, I could still hear the wind outside. But after what seemed like an age, I woke up and realized it was quiet. No rain, no wind...the storm had passed. I forced myself to stand up and take in my surroundings. The cave wasn't huge, and the entrance was only a few meters away. So I walked forward, and looked outside, and saw..."

He paused dramatically. The kits, eyes huge, leaned forward with baited breath. His voice dropped to a whisper.

"Flowers."

The kits blinked. One twitched its whiskers. "Flowers?" another asked, tilting their head.

"Flowers," he repeated. "Different kinds with red, and white, and golden petals. I was so fascinated by how delicate they were, and yet they were able to survive the storm. They were a bit battered, yes, but they were still clinging on, and soaking in the pale morning sun. And do you know what those flowers gave me?"

They shook their heads.

"Hope," he said softly. "I thought to myself, if these flowers can make it through such a storm, then I could, too. I ventured outside onto the grassy moor, and though there was still a cool wind, it wasn't nearly as bad as before. I'd lost all direction when finding the cave, and so I did what felt right; I followed the flowers. I wandered from patch to patch, calling out all the while, and eventually I found my way back to the entrance tunnel. I was exhausted, but I wasn't defeated; I stumbled my way back down through the tunnels until a patrol found me, and I was brought back to Catalena where my group had already returned. Our mission was marked as unsuccessful, but personally, I felt as though I'd achieved something wonderful. I'd used my wits, I'd survived, and I'd found a new source of determination through those flowers."

"That's why I invited him into the Guild," Atheira chipped in. "They're all qualities of a brave and noble warrior I'd be honored to call my comrade."

He felt a rush of warm pride at his leaders praise. Beside her, Lillyx gave a little nod of her head to show she agreed. The kits looked from the two she-cats back to Bados, a glimmer of newfound respect in their eyes.

"That's also why I got this tattoo," he said, gesturing to his leg. "It's a reminder that flowers can weather the strongest of storms; and that's something we all need to remember."

[enokimoon]

aaa, didn't make it ;;

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[Wings.mov]

username: Cherry.mov
name: Danny "Dallas"
gender: Male
role: Merchant
guild: Shark Teeth
story: "You there! Yes, you! I saw you eyein' me wears. Allow me to tell you a little story... hehehe..."

You walk up to the shabby stall, coming eye to eye with a shady merchant. "I knew you were! I have lots of shiny things in this here booth, but maybe I have something else that may catch your eye. Long before I settled around these 'ere parts o' the catacombs, I've had my fair share of adventures... but e'ery now and then I'd come across something worth stealin' ," he chuckles and gives you a wink. "Hope you aren't only interested in jewels, I have there's somethin' even more valuable than any gem you've ever seen." He rummaged under his stall and he pulled out a grimy and withered packet of... seeds? He wiped on the packet a bit so the label can be seen, a faded picture of yellow flowers. "Now this story just got a little more familiar didn'it?" He chuckled again, this time it's a bit more eerie. "Don't seem so uneasy, there are no giants in this story. Now you may think these are just some yellow flowers. BUT! I promise these are even more valuable than they seem." He smiles at you, revealing a sharp-tooth grin. "I can tell you seem a little unconvinced, but believe me, these suckers are worth their weight in gold. Any why is that you may ask? You'll jus' have to find out yourself." He slides the filthy packet closer to you and eyes your pouch of coins. "Don't be shy now, I'm sure you'll have enough for these lovely things here. I hope you know a good bargain when ya see it." He eyes gleam with a hint of something nefarious. As if you would be tricked by some story of magic flowers, even if the merchant seemingly grew more hostile as the moments went on. You give him an uneasy grin and turn away from the decrepit stall, shuffling away quickly. You couldn't get far, though, the merchant quickly grabs you by the collar and turns you around. His suddenly angry and sinister look makes your hackles raise."Now listen kid, I didn' waste all this time tellin' ya this story for you to just wonder off. I think you should hand o'er those coins of yours or I reckon that isn't the only thing you'll be without. So what will be it kid..? You want the seeds or not..?"

Note; In case it's a little unclear, I ended up writing the story from the reader's pov. It is Dallas talking but in the story you never catch the merchant's(Dallas's) name. I hope this cleared up any confusion ^^

[Thrush Crackers]

username. thrush crackers
name. soiling
gender. male
role. mage
guild. oathbound
story.

you think you can help it? no. just let go.

soiling yawned, his test was upon him, pyrope had mention that today was a very important date. "soon you'll be fighting along side me, okay? boar and honey'd be proud of you." he entered the rusty arena, his magic rushing through his veins, adrenaline mingling with power. caprici busted through the old gates, the giant bull flaunting his horns and his black silky, shaggy coat. the bull had been enchanted to be revived whenever he was bloodied. the bull snuffed, charging at soiling and throwing him against the arena walls, soiling let out a blood curdling scream, a sickening rip echoing in the air. when the bull trotted away, and the fight was won with not a scratch on caprici, everyone rushed to soiled, some gasping others crying at the big rip over his right eye. caprici wandered back, tensed at the thing he'd done. he leant down, touching his nose to the wound. the bull closed his eyes, flowers bursting from the bloodied wound. everybody gasped as ink shot through his one leg, flowers the same color painted on his leg. caprici then burst into a cloud of black smoke. the arena was discontinued from that day on. soiled, after learning what had happened, choked on tears and felt his leg. "no-" he sniffed.

soiled lived up to his name for the rest of his life, earning, "ughs, ews," and "disgraceful." from crowds. pyrope was his only friend, because there was literally no reason to be ashamed of him. a big bull had nearly torn his eye out and as if asking for forgiveness blessed hime with greenery magics, what was so shameful about that? it was crazy epic! his clanmates were nice though and all the kits too, even though mothers and fathers of the kits pulled them away at even a glance at him. "pyrope, do you think i could participate in a raid soon?" pyrope paused, then busied himself with activities that didn't involve fighting or magics. "aw, py!" soi huffed, growing vines around the book he was reading from, they curled into the pages and snapped the book shut. "augh! soiled. i do not know, okay?" pyrope, got up, marching off and leaving soi to think about all his mistakes. "sorry momma honey, sorry dadda boar. sorry i failed you both, i really must be soiled if i can't kill caprici."

adding somethin about how a monster comes along and soiled kills it and saves everyone and hooray, something not sad!

[friggin' foxes]

congrats to SilhouetteStation! i loved the story as well as the character development and threading him into your guild! take care of bados.

[SilhouetteStation]

ah goodness thank you so much!! ;w; <3