[Mythz]

Tell me what their favourite prey is without actually saying what it is!
Describe it to me so I can tell what it is without ever saying what it is! Max. 200 words
(e.g. "A small brown mammal that scurries amongst the foliage. It may be a little tender, but still delectable to Shortwhisker")

ends march 6th, 6pm EST

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Age:[/b] (1 year or above)
[b]Prompt:[/b]

Name: Hazelclaw
Gender: Male
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Falls of Eden
Description: Black brocken mackerel

tabby w/ irregular white

Age: 24 Moons
Edits: N/A
Owner: Vivika

[strangetales]

Username: charlieputh
Cat Name: oakheart
Gender: male
Rank: warrior
Clan: ghostclan
Age: 47 moons
Prompt: oakheart's favourite prey is that little black or brown flying animal that likes to sing. oakheart has strong legs and is good at jumping so he can easily catch it when it tries to flee by flying up in the air and into a tree. its a prey quite rarely seen in the clan because of its ability to fly and its feathers can get a little annoying when they are in the cat's mouth, but once those are off, its tender meat tastes really good to the entire clan.

[miraphoenix]

Username: miraphoenix
Cat Name: Aspencreek
Gender: Molly [she/they]
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Havenclan
Age: 48 moons
Prompt: [166 words]

Aspencreek’s favorite prey is, very regrettably for them, a seasonal treat. Every spring, for a moon or two, she can find the delightful morsels swimming up the river after the breakup of the winter ice. They know the best hunting for this prey is as close to the mouth of the river as she can get, as the prey’s taste declines in quality the longer they spend in fresh water. There’s only one season of hunting, as the prey are going to spawn; after spawning, the remaining adults die, and their bodies feed the trees that line the creeks. The combination of the prey’s seasonality, when combined with their scaleless skin and boneless flesh, make the annual hunt unique and intriguing. The only drawback to this prey is the appearance of the mouth; Aspencreek doesn’t particularly mind the way it looks, but there are other cats in Havenclan who prefer not to look too closely at what they’re eating when this prey is on the menu.

[.Lyrebird]

Username: .Lyrebird
Cat Name: Sunlight Flashing On Minnows > Minnowflash
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Fallsclan
Age: Thirty-two moons
Prompt: As a former tribe cat, there are a lot of new types of prey Minnowflash has gotten to experience since joining the clan, including his all-time favorite. As an adult, this animal is much too big to even consider as prey ( even though one cat once referred to it as miniature ), but a couple of cats could take a young one on with no problem. It lives at the twoleg's farm down the hill from the clan's camp, smells heavily of milk and hay, bounces high, and bleats!

[ivyy.]

Username: Bunnoblizzard
Cat Name: Brackenlight
Gender: Female
Rank: Medicine cat apprentice
Clan: Ocean Clan
Age: 1 year
Prompt: Brackenlight became a medicine cat so she often asks Tansypetal to bring her back an animal that flys, ends with a w, and eats bugs and seeds. It's not uncommon and often is found chirping lovely songs in the woods. Brackenlight followed it through the woods, climbing tree after tree until it stopped and sat on the branch, cleaning its feathers, she pounces.

[espen.]

Username: quirky;
Cat Name: Bramblestreak
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Hunter
Clan: LagoonClan
Age: 36 moons
Prompt: Bramblestreak loves to sit by the lagoon's bank and watch the little flecks of silver dart around. One time, she striked the water, claws extended, and snatched up a writhing creature. She popped it into her mouth and chewed, releasing a sweet but savory flavor. Ever since her first catch, Bramblestreak has spent every free second at the bank, watching the snacks flick around in the water.

[TheWholeCircus]

Username: TheWholeCircus
Cat Name: Shafowwispers
Gender: Tom
Rank: Deputy
Clan: JaggedClan
Age: 36 moons
Prompt:Shadowwispers watched the small grey tinted creature. It was his favriote even though it was the easy prey choice to most cat he loved the flavor. It was nostalgic. He was pretty sure it was the first prey he had ever tasted. He gloryed at its sent only a momment begire pouncing. On the mountain they were commom, scurring onmoung the rocks in camp, getting fat of stores of berrys and herbs. He carried the fat creature back to the rocky camp, humming at the tasty treat. [/quote]

[beebun]

Username: beebun
Cat Name: brushshine
Gender: male
Rank: warrior
Clan: clan of the rising fox
Age: 26 moons
Prompt: stars, he had forgotten its name again. that delectable treat.. it had a long body, with short, stubby legs and a small head and ears. the animal’s coat changes in the winter, going from a brown reddish color to a pure white. he loved the challenge that the white coat provided in the winter, since he had to rely on his nose in order to find it. it blended in well. sadly for brushshine, this prey was from his old group in the snow, and he can’t find it anywhere in foxclan.

[.sins.]

Username: .sins.
Cat Name: Mousepatch
Gender: female
Rank: warrior
Clan: Glacierclan
Age: 43 moons
Prompt: Mousepatch has always loved to run. Run where there is very little to stop her. Her favorite prey also seems to love this. As its ticked fur of brown, grey, black, tan, and white races from one small hole to another, she too, runs after it. Her claws quickly sliding through the plush fur and into the animal and making a quick dispatch of it. Other times, it might get away from her. In the snow-covered months, the hunting gets harder, and their fur turns a true snowy white color, allowing her prey to blend in easier with the bright snow around them.

[faelyn]

username: faelyn
cat name: lucah
gender: male
rank: scout
clan: the shore of dreams
age: thirteen moons
prompt: -------->>>
#200 words!! c:

villages of gold.. streets of silver…
there were thousands of them.. thousands of those towering beasts… with eyes adorned with shadows
and features nothing.. but bare skin, they guardians of the sweetest of perfumes, an aroma that adorned
those glass veneers that captivated hues of sepias, auburns and rosy pinks. colors, so lovely, it charmed
the curiosity in his heart and lured him closer to the gates.. of a bakery.

he remembered all too well.. remembered the tawny essence of fallen trees beneath his toes as he danced
into that ballroom. a place perfect for gods. if only, he stayed… stayed in the palace of his dreams. his life
would’ve been so close to perfect, apart from the song of bellowing beasts and the falsetto of flames that
kissed by nearby kilns.

this whole new world.. it was dangerous, but.. in a beautiful way.

never would he ever forget that sweet perfume wafting from the softest of pillows, those auburn hues that
were painted like a woody dale across... he would always treasure the memory of honey blossoming from
that plumy, golden cloud.
since then.. that little blessing had found a place in his heart.. and was there to stay.