[I Like Bees]

Did this cat have an imaginary friend as a kit? Tell me about them
If they didn't have an imaginary friend, why not?
Prompt suggested by BoopoThyDrago

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Name: Shellpaw -> Shelldream
Gender: Female
Rank: Healer
Clan: Falls of Eden
Description: Blue-cream silver shaded
mackerel caliby with dark blue eyes
Age: Nineteen moons
Edits: -
Owner: Vivika

[ivyy.]

Username: bunnoblizzard
Cat Name: Oddbriar
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Ocean Clan
Age: 3 years + 2 moons
Prompt: Oddbriar was named for her apparent intense conversations with air, always chatting with it since she could muster a squeak. No one knows why but her mother named her oddkit for that very reason. She'd always tell her mother, "Look! Whistlekit is back!" And she'd run out of the nursery to greet nothing but the outside of the den. From everyone else's view, she seems crazy but... the full truth is her mother had a kit that died at birth, a grey tom with a white tail tip, unnamed she assumed. Whistlekit is that kit but since Oddbriar never named him, she had no idea who Whistlekit was. Oddbriar values her brother and mother above all else, keeping her forever young brother busy, playing with her. She'd fall asleep at his side every night. But he wasn't imaginary as everyone began assuming. They'd always spend nearly every moment together and only separated when starclan told Whistlekit he needed to return so he wouldn't disappear from both the real world and starclan altogether. Despite Oddbriar becoming a full-fledged busy warrior she still makes time for her poor brother who never got the chance to become a warrior with her. Soon, her clan fell apart after several badgers attacked the small group of cats, and unfortunately she had to abandon it, running away with her brother soon to find themselves on the bays of Ocean Clan.

[Lex.]

Username: Lex.
Cat Name: Blueberry
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Thistleclan
Age: 12 Moons
Prompt:

Yes! Her imaginary friend was the blueberry bush just outside of camp. She saw it the first time she left camp, and ever since she goes to speak to it. Her clanmates find it amusing, some find it annoying. She was the only kit born in an entire year, so she doesn't fit in with the young apprentices, or the older warriors. She made this friend to keep herself from being lonely, and as something to talk to. By the time she became a warrior she knew that the bush was just a bush, and it couldn't talk back. She just needed something to be there. Not to mention the blueberries are delicious.

[Shiver Hohojiro]

Username: All Along Watchtower
Cat Name: Silverbreeze
Gender: Female
Rank: Sage
Clan: Clan of the Sea Breeze
Age: 38 moons
Prompt: Yes! As a kit, Silverbreeze was not... particularly good at playing with other kits. Not from any lack of trying, nor her being too rough - she simply had very firm ideas about play scenarios that none of the other kits seemed willing to follow. So, she made up her own little world, starring in adventures with kits and cats of her own creation, who were all far more willing to cooperate with her ideas. As she grew older and gained both better understanding from her peers and a knowledge of social cues, this began to fade, though certain imaginary (and "imaginary") friends stuck with her for longer.

It was not until she was fully grown that she realized a few of her old companions had not been so imaginary after all, and that she was able to see and speak to spirits. This was, eventually, what led her to the Clan of the Sea Breeze, where she became the first Sage.

Of course, though some "imaginary friends" turned out to be real, plenty more were of Silverbreeze's own creation. Though she doesn't play with or talk to them like she might have as a kit, they still exist in her head, and she now uses them as characters in stories she tells to kits and apprentices.

[Sillybob101]

Username: Sillybob101
Cat Name: Whiteleaf
Gender: dfab
Rank: Hunter
Clan: tribe of scorching sun
Age: 2 yrs
Prompt:
Whiteleaf definitely had an imaginary friend when they were a kit. Their imaginary friend only appears whenever Whiteleaf had looked at his reflection. His imaginary friend was named Raindrop and Whiteleaf would often talk to Raindrop whenever he was feeling very lonely. Whiteleaf was born in a litter of three kittens including himself. His tiny family lived deep in the human cities. During a 'stampede of humans' (rush hour), Whiteleaf was separated from his family and that was when he first met Raindrop in a puddle, deep in an alley.
Whiteleaf talked to Raindrop whenever he could and often would practice his jokes on Raindrop.

[strangetales]

Username: charlieputh
Cat Name: butterfly
Gender: female
Rank: warrior
Clan: tribe of ancient souls
Age: 37 moons
Prompt: butterfly had an imaginary friend, but not one that you couldn't see. instead, she used to have a little cat friend, a toy made out of dry moss, grass and feathers that was shaped like a cat and had pebbles as eyes. she took it everywhere she went, shared food with it, cuddled it during the night, carried it around on her adventures around the camp. butterfly was never a very social cat, but she enjoyed being around her little moss friend all the time, talking to it as if it was actually able to listen and answer her. adults were often concerned about her because of it but she always chose to ignore it and just do her thing.

[/nyx.]

Username: bmkmb
Cat Name: Sharpstunt
Gender: female
Rank: Caracara [defense warriors]
Clan: CaladiumClan
Age: 23 moons
Prompt:

"This is my imaginary friend!" Sharpkit announced gleefully, padding into the nursery.

Her mother sighed, not bothering to open her eyes. Kittens were tiring creatures—couldn't a queen just rest?

"Mama," Sharpkit whined. "Can't you just look?"

If it would get it to shut her maw for a moment? Fine. Maybe Reedflute could blackmail her mate into watching it for a day.

Reedflute peeled her eyes open, shifting her gaze over to her kitten.

She blinked.

What.

No, she was definitely dreaming.

"I'm dreaming," Reedflute muttered, burying her head into her nest.

A moment passed. Then:

"Ah... sorry to break it to you, but you're not dreaming, Reedflute. Your kitten seems to have catnapped me."

No... she was definitely dreaming. Kittens should not have their leaders as imaginary friends. For one, imaginary friends were meant to be imaginary...

"Mama!" Sharpkit called. "You said that I wasn't allowed to bother council members 'cuz they were important and busy and stuff, so I did magic stuff and now he's my imaginary friend! Not a council member!"

The council member in question—Condorstar—made a pained noise. "Reedflute?" he prompted, obviously expecting for her to do something about this predicament.

But why should she? Dump her kit on someone else for a day; it wouldn't do any harm—besides, Condorstar needed a break from all his leaderly stuff.

"Come on, imaginary friend! If mama says nothing, she's giving us permission to play!"

Reedflute forced her eyes open again, if only because she really wanted to see Condorstar's flabbergasted expression.

"Um," the leader attempted to refuse.

Sharpkit's eyes narrowed, her tail lashing slowly. "Imaginary friend," she threatened lowly. "I wanna play. Mama won't play with me. So we will play."

Seven skies. That was terrifying. Oddly adorable, but downright terrifying.

"...okay," Condorstar surrendered, his voice slightly higher pitched than usual. "Yup, we'll play."

[many, many moons later]

"I don't want to," Candirupaw hissed. "I'm an apprentice; he's the leader! What if I say something wrong? He's not gonna take my request seriously, then he's going to assign me bone duty for asking such a stupid thing."

Sharpstunt rolled her eyes. "You don't know that. And besides, even if it does go wrong, he wouldn't punish you for asking."

"And how would you know?" Candirupaw grumbled beneath his breath.

A wicked grin slid into the warrior's maw. "Because... I actually know Condorstar quite well! Ask any of the senior warriors."

She paused dramatically, waiting to Candirupaw to make a half-hearted 'go on' motion.

"Condorstar's my imaginary friend!" Sharpstunt disclosed gleefully.

Candirupaw stared. "Is this a joke," the apprentice deadpanned.

Sharpstunt shook her head, too cheerful to be lying.

"...what."

[Vinson]

Username: Vinson
Cat Name: Whisperpromise
Gender: female
Rank: diviner
Clan: Clan of the Broken Night
Age: 20 moons
Prompt:

"Whisper!" her mother called gently, and the little kit's ears perked up.

"Coming, mama!" she mewled back, darting back to her mother's side eagerly.

Whisperpromise grew up as a housecat, the only kitten of the litter kept with her mother. She was a frail and fragile thing, and her mother never let her out of her site - constantly doting and loving and protecting. She was never allowed to leave the apartment, not even to go onto the balcony and eat the plants their humans kept out there. Her mother was far too protective for that - after all, they weren't on the ground level and can you imagine what would happen if you fell? So instead, Whisper made up stories and friends to play with in the safety of her mother's watch inside.

She was full of stories, stories that delighted her and terrified her mother. Whisper would speak of a band of traveling cats that roamed through the city, of one female in particular that was another motherly figure for her - but instead of a soft, sweet made-up name like her mother expected, this cat was named Death. Whisper was always going on adventures in the kitchen with Death, picking though the food their humans left on the counters and telling her mother of all the things she could do with them. This fruit helped soothe the stomach, this vegetable gave one strength after hunting...her mother just stared in awe and frustration. By keeping Whisper inside, she had hoped to protect her, but instead she became a rebellious young thing, always trying to sneak out and meet with her imaginary friends in the roaming band.

Whisper spoke of a clan - this her mother knew. At one point she, too, had been a wanderer in the city, but she had never joined a clan. Instead she roamed the streets alone and eventually was caught and brought here, a wonderful safe place that was warm and perfect for raising her kits - and now her own kit wanted to run away and join a clan that may or may not be a figment of her imagination?

After so many moons of attempting and failing escape, she finally made it out, albeit with a few scrapes from tumbling over the edge of the balcony. Whisper traversed throughout the city, roaming and wandering, following her imaginary friends and their voices that called her to join them. And join them she did - Death was real, and her name was Deathwish. The imaginary persona that Whisper had created for her fit perfectly, and just like in her stories Deathwish took her under her wing and named her Whisperpromise.

[Vivika]

Username: Vivika
Cat Name: Shellpaw --> Shelldream
Gender: Female
Rank: Healer
Clan: Falls of Eden
Age: Nineteen moons
Prompt:
click! <3

[I Like Bees]

Username: Vivika
Cat Name: Shellpaw --> Shelldream
Gender: Female
Rank: Healer
Clan: Falls of Eden
Age: Nineteen moons
Prompt:
click! <3

Congrats! This was such a unique interpretation of the prompt, and a very emotional read

I'd also like to award a RU to bmkmb! The idea of a kit making the leader their imaginary friend is adorable

Everyone else will receive an HM! All of your entries were wonderful, and this was such a tough competition to judge