[allynabean]

does this cat believe in second chances?
you have up to 500 words and one art piece to answer the prompt!

ends Nov 17th, 11:59pm EST

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[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
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[b]Clan:[/b] (please link)
[b]Age:[/b]
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Name: marblebark
Gender: tom, he/him
Rank: second-in (bayclan deputy)
Clan: bayclan
Description: black silver sokoke tabby with low white and amber eyes
Age: 53 moons
Edits: scars [nr], ear tufts, minimal fur edits [c], tuft tail [uc]
Owner: nio

[beebun]

Username: Coraly
Cat Name: Ravenstone, though she’d prefer to be called Raven.
Gender: Female
Rank: Chief Healer. ( there are multiple healers, med cats basically, the name is what it sounds like ‘chief of healers’ and she is.
Clan: Clan if the Rising Fox
Age: 56 moons
Prompt:

A cat lay there on the rocks. Her heartbeats slow. Her eyes barely open. She croaked, “helllpp..” the cat started to cough. There was blood. “..Please... help..” The cat’s eyes seemed to close.
Then everything went black.

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“I died that day, but the stars saved me, for something unknown. But here I am. Getting a second chance.”

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She awoke in a den, the scent of herbs filled her nose. The first thing that the cat’s eyes landed on were the two bickering cat in front of her. She could barely hear them, and her eyesight was so fuzzy. Everything was shaded and hard to see. But she got some of the words form the other cats’ conversation.

“..keep..” “..her..?” The darker red one flicked his tail, “..dire.” The other one, seemingly a she-cat, turned away, “Situation...” “..very..” The other cat came over to her, and looked startled, “she’s awake..!”
And that was the last she heard before the blank darkness came again.

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Ravenstone very much believes in second chances, she thinks that StarClan gives them as rewards for good deeds done in life, in fact, surviving that incident made her believe in spirit among other things. Let’s just say she’s very superstitious.

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Still a WIP! Gotta wrote some more!

[Mechanical_Hive]

Username: willowbear
Cat Name: primrose
Gender: fem
Rank: med
Clan: currently dont have one (where do i make one?)
Age: 21 moons
Prompt: she runs away as her clan lights on fire she has multiple scratches from other cats. she runs and runs, she is lost until she runs into another clan. she feels this should be her new clan

[Lex.]

Username: Lex.
Cat Name: Lycanrock
Gender: Female
Rank: The Seer (Prophet, "The Star Seer")
Clan: besos
Age: 70 moons
Prompt:

Lycanrock lived most of her life in the mountains, perfecting her "sorcery". She was gifted with a special power, she was a medium, and could see the deceased cats.

She kept to herself, only hunting for herself, and experimenting with herbs. She had been toying with the idea of a ritual to summon cats rather then having to find their wandering spirits. She wanted to summon the good cats from above, not the ones in the Dark Forest.

One day, she decided to continue with a ritual. It did require a pool of water though, as a "portal" to the mortal realm. So, she followed a river down the mountain. She followed it until it pooled into a lake. She set up her herbs, plants and other materials, and began with the ritual. Gathering all the strength in her being, she chanted a plea, to see anyone willing to visit. This must have caused some rift between the planes of mortal and dead, the lake opened up, and the same evil cats she tried to seal away had decided to pay a visit. There were a couple dozen of the evil cats, fur matted with mud.

She screeched in terror, running for the forest. The spirits were bearing down on her. She saw an opening between some moss and inside was a clearing. It smelled like other cats. The spirits had finally reached her, and she screamed "help!". Out of the dens, cats poured out and stared at the sight in shock. The spirts lunged at Lycanrock and the group of cats. The cats fought until each spirt faded into the ground. There were some tough injuries, but no casualties.

She awoke in a den, filled with the scent of herbs. Some cats were in there with her, in their own nests. A grey tom sitting down sorting healing herbs and hard a work noticed that she had awoken. He scowled at her and left the den. He came back a moment later with a fawn she cat. "Care to explain what that was, stranger?" she spoke, clearly upset.
"Well, I, I tried t- to summ-" The grey tom cut her off. "She's crazy!" He whispered to the she cat. She silenced the tom with her tail. "You put the lives of many in danger today. You will make it up to us. As soon as you are able, I'd like you to join my warriors on patrol. You will hunt and forage for us, understood?" Lycanrock nodded her head. The fawn she cat blinked in reply, and left. The grey tom went back to his work, scoffing under his breath.

She continued to hunt and help protect this clan, until she won over everybody. At first, most everyone disliked her. But se was given a second chance, and now lives with the cats she calls family. She thinks everyone deserves a second chance, just like the one she was given.
[491/500]

[ARKYQ]

Mark!!!

[nio]

Username: nio
Cat Name: Marblebark
Gender: tom, he/him
Rank: second-in (bayclan deputy)
Clan: bayclan
Age: 53 moon
Prompt: 475 words, cw for violence and death

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"Step away from the cliff, Rock." The growl rose in Marblebark's throat as he stared down his brother. The salty wind whipped at his fur, stinging his eyes. His ears were ringing, the mewls of the tiny white kit in Rock's mouth almost drowned out. The pair were standing at the edge of a rocky cliff. It was overhanging the turbulent blue ocean below. Waves crashed against the spiked stones that jutted from the cliff wall.

"No." The charcoal tabby snarled through a mouthful of kit fur. He inched his paws closer to the edge. "This kit doesn't deserve life."

Marblebark's claws scraped at the sandy rock. How could a cat be so cruel. How could his own brother be so cruel. The kit had done nothing other than being born. His parents had been Rock's lifelong love and his lifelong enemy's. He had gone mad after finding out the two had become mates and had a kit. His revenge, well, he was going to kill the kit.

"Why the kit? He's innocent." The silver tabby took a tentative step toward his brother. "You're a coward to take an innocent life. The kit cannot fight for himself. You're pathetic."

Rock placed the kit down at the edge of the cliff. A growl rumbled over the sound of the wind and he lept at Marblebark. Claws raked at his nose. The hot splurt of blood surprised Marblebark. Rage burned within him, hatred for his brother. He wished they weren't related.

"I'll show you coward." Rock slashed his claws once again, narrowly missing Marblebark's eyes. Using all of his weight, the silver tabby shoved his brother away from the cliff's edge, sending him sprawling in the sand. In a movement as quick as lightening, Marbleback picked the kit up by the scruff and put it beside a rock that was jutting out of the ground. He launched himself once again at his brother, teeth at his throat.

Marblebark dragged his brother to the edge of the cliff. There was only one way for this to end. "This kit deserve a second chance, a third chance, a million chances. But you don't even deserve one." His amber eyes locked with his brother's blue ones, wide in fear.

Fear twisted into rage once again. "Once you experience true heartbreak, you'll see. You'll understand how I feel." The words came out hoarsely. Marblebark blinked once. Twice. Then with all his might shoved his brother over the edge of the cliff.

He stepped back, shielding the kits body with his own.

"I believe in second chances. But not for you. Not for cruel, evil cats who can't see past their own nose." Marblebark whispered, the words getting carried away by the wind. He picked up the ball of white fluff and turned away from the cliff's edge. He didn't look back.

[sunny-skies]

Username: sunny-skies
Cat Name: Nettlestrike
Gender: male
Rank: deputy
Clan: valleyclan
Age: 34 moons
Prompt:

"I didn't mean to, I swear!"

His sister's face shone with worry and her tail flicked anxiously.
Nettle couldnt help but feel a sharp pang of guilt. When he discovered that she'd left another member of the group seriously wounded, he'd gone to confront her about it. As far as he knew, he was the only one to have found out about the accident. At first, she denied it, though after enough prying from him she came clean. Rain's initial dishonesty surprised him, she had always had a tendency to be sincere in her words.

Or at least, he had thought she did.

"I know, Raine," He spoke in the gentlest tone he could muster. No matter what his sister had done, he didn't want to upset her. "But you can't just do something like that. It's just not right."
"I know! I know. I was just so scared I- I didn't mean to hurt her!" Raine's voice grew frantic. "Please, don't tell anyone. Just give me one more chance, I'll never do anything like it again. I promise!"

Nettle felt conflicted. Of course, it wasn't good that she had hurt someone. But he hated seeing his sister so upset and she truly seemed remorseful for what she did. He had been so close with Rain, he'd always known her to be gentle. While he didn't know the full story on what happened, Nettle was certain she would never purposefully hurt someone.

So he had given her a second chance. And then a third. And then a fourth.
One way or another, he'd figure out she was bending the truth in her words or avoiding it entirely. If these were little things, simple white lies without much consequence, it would have been different. But someone almost always got hurt, either physically or mentally. Raine always pled her innocence, insisting that she didn't know better. Asking for another chance. At first, he truly did believe her. But nothing changed, and it only became more difficult for him to tell whether or not she was truly being honest. So, when Raine begged for one last chance again, Nettle shook his head sadly.

"I already have."

If it had just been Raine, things would have been different. Except, it wasn't just her.
It may have been the first instance that someone betrayed his trust, but it definitely wasn't the last. Time and time again, he put his confidence in someone only to discover that they weren't what they seemed. Dishonest, dangerous, manipulative, sometimes even all three. Over time Nettle grew more and more jaded to lies; he started to almost expect them from others.
After all, it happened too many times for it to be purely coincidence. He'd grown to keep his guard up, giving second chances would only end in betrayal. Nettle gained a more cynical outlook of those around him and, over time, became closed off and overall distrustful.

He swore that he would never make the same mistakes again.

[ 499 words ]

[KestrelTheFirecat]

Username: KestrelTheFirecat
Cat Name: Skylark
Gender: female
Rank: warrior
Clan: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4437901&hilit=Shatteredclan
Age: 1 year
Prompt: wip

[faelyn]

username: faelyn
cat name: eileen
gender: female
rank: moongazer
clan: the shore of dream
age: fifteen moons
prompt:
lavender's blue, dilly, dilly,
lavender’s green

it was a song. a symphony so close to her heart. a gentle reminder of a lovely soul.
he was the cat of her dreams. her little drummer tom.
if her voice was a soprano, his was a forte. a boom that could be heard from the heavens, down to the earth below. since they were kits, they would meet at midnight, singing melodies to the moon.

when you are king, dilly dilly,
i shall be queen

“admit it, my little raven girl, i look like the devil, himself.” from the slant of his eyes and a scar that ran down his face, she longed to say more than just how he was perfect the way he was.
it stung. but, nothing hurt more than the day he left her behind.

“it’ s just better not to see each other, eileen.”
“no! you don’t have to do this..”
“i’m sorry.”
“don’t you dare come near me again, you.. monster!”

on that day, she let her walls fall.
the tears wouldn’t stop coming. they tickled her cheeks and hardened her heart, declaring an oath that she would never fall in love, again. never give anyone another chance after breaking her heart.
since that day, his name was never heard on her lips.

who told you so, dilly dilly,
who told you so?

but, every twilight, she would harmonize sonatas and sing her regrets to the moon. she missed him, everyday they were apart. she never stopped loving him. even if he had broken her heart.
she wished that one day, he would come back for her.

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the twinkle of twilight had begun to glisten beneath the moon, swirling the stars into spirals of light. it was perfect. so familiar to her eyes, it never ceased to amaze her.
“you can see it, right? the pictures in the sky?” words spoken an eternity ago. it pierced her heart all the same. tears pricked her eyes, but, no, she mustn't cry. mustn’t weep for the one she had lost.
so, she sang.
the soprano in her voice shone with all her sorrows. she was too numb to feel.

“eileen?” it was him. the stars had granted her wish.
her little drummer tom, all broken up inside. in her heart, in her bones, she felt the same way.
“oh, orpheus, where have you been?” the elegance weaved as her song was cracked with emotion. the hum of his name against her lips was bittersweet, she was so weak. tired and done with fighting.
it was time to let everything go.
“you don’t have to hide, love. be who you are...”

the crook of his jaw peeked from the shadows, something that she hadn’t seen for so, so long.
“sing with me, orpheus, sing with me.”

a bluemoon sonata. a song of forgiveness. of a shackled love.
they were star-crossed lovers, by mistakes and fate….
and, second chances.

'twas my own heart, dilly dilly,
that told me so

(italicized song is called lavender's blue, dilly dilly. <3 word count = five hundred words!)

[ElizaChikatta]

Username: ElizaChikatta
Cat Name: Marbled River
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: OwlClan
Age: 52 Moons | 4 Years Old
Prompt: WIP
Absolutely, there are rumors that those who show the utmost passion and dedication to the clan will be reincarnated and keep their wisdom from their first life.
A tale of a young lynx who remembered their previous life of being a clan medicine cat and showed themselves to be a powerful ally of the clan.