[Archaeopteryx.]

#1623
Username: MutatedCry
Cat Name: Doublecry
Gender: Female
Rank: Scavenger
Clan: Clan of Eternal Sun
Age: 1 year

#1624
Username: MutatedCry
Cat Name: Lostvoice
Gender: Male
Rank: Scavenger
Clan: Clan of Eternal Sun
Age: 1 year

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"My diaphragm's a megaphone, your voice is my voice."

The two are a strange sight to outsiders. Lostvoice eternally lingering behind his companion, Doublecry standing tall and proud before him. A question asked to Lostvoice, who opens his mouth, but no sound escapes him. Instead, Doublecry speaks, a deeper voice escaping her chest. "Yeah, we can do that." Doublecry blinks, and speaks again in her own voice. "We'll head around the back part of the trail and check over there."

Possessions are supposed to be rare. It's also supposed to be impossible for a still-living cat to possess another, but, then again, Double and Lost have always lived in spite of the odds. The two are cursed (blessed?) to always remain together, to share a single voice. Without Doublecry, Lostvoice is rendered mute. Without Lostvoice, Doublecry is stricken with paranoia. A codependent relationship, sure, but it works for them. Soulmates may not be true in the traditional sense, but these two are the closest one might get, two halves of the same soul; two halves of the same voice.

I'm grateful, mostly. Lostvoice writes in the sand in the spiraling, pictographic script of the Desert Cats, when asked how he feels about his companion. She didn't have to lend me her voice. She could have left long ago. I would have been fine without a voice.

"Yeah, right, like I would've left him behind." Doublecry scoffs, when her companion's words are relayed to her. "Lost's a big baby. I tried to leave him behind and he just started whining and crying. I know I come off as rude to most, but I wouldn't have left him alone in the desert. He would've died in fifteen seconds flat."

"One time I fell down a gully and she cried so hard it turned into a riverbed again."

Doublecry growls as Lostvoice's words escape her throat. "I never even get five seconds of peace with that furball around."

[Saeli]

#1623
Username: Saeli
Cat Name: Max (Red, Lil' Red are some nicknames)
Gender: Female
Rank: Scout
Clan: Storm Knights
Age: 1
Prompt: Max has always disliked Leaf, ever since they were kits he bullied her. Leaf is the reason Max has her scars. The first time she tried climbing a tree he scared her causing her to take a great fall. He was always lurking to make some remark about every action she would take. His mannerisms constantly drive Max mad, and Leaf won't seem to ever leave her alone. He even switching from hunting training to scout when she made her choice. When she saw him dressed as a wolf for their Halloween festival, all Max could think was "Fitting, he's a beast in a cats body already."

#1624
Username: Saeli
Cat Name: Leaf
Gender: Male
Rank: Scout
Clan: Storm Knights
Age: 1
Prompt: Leaf has always greatly admired Max. He thinks she is incredibly headstrong and brave, but somehow everything he ever says to her comes out wrong. Leaf has tried everything from what he thinks would be compliments to small practical jokes and Max still only looks at him with ire. When it came time for the cats to pick their clan profession, he immediately switched from hunter to scout in order to be in training with Max. All he wants is for Max to give him the time of day and let her see how much he cares for her. When Leaf found out Max was going as Little Red Riding hood for the Halloween festival he thought it would be cute to do a couple costume as the wolf.

[0Zero0]

just a little reminder this has less then two weeks left.

[Moths.]

#1623
Username:.pigeon.
Cat Name:Scarletribbon
Gender:Female
Rank:Newmoon
Clan: )Moonclan(
Age: 1 year
Prompt: Diary. I am fine with Possum. I am FINE with everyone. I am smarter than them but could not ever show that because I have bad anxiety. As long as they stay away from me, I'm not going to need to socialize. This is the exact same for Possum, this new clan cat I am training with. It is true that sometimes I find myself wishing he they was gone, but it is also true that I want to laugh when they talk. They are nice and I wish that sometimes I could stop having anxiety and actually laugh like I want to.
I wish Forget it. What I WISH is that my paws would stop hurting and I wasn't selling my soul to this blank-paged book.[/i

Scarletribbon began to draw a detailed sketch of a cloak on a wire mannequin cat model. She was annoyed, and it didn't help when Possum approached. "Is that your drawing?" Scarletribbon looked up. "Oh this?" She blushed. "Yeah, but it's not good at all." Possum stared at the drawing. "Uhh... no. You are wrong. That is better than any other cat in the clan could do." Scarletribbon threw the book across the room. She saw a ruffle of shock through Possum's fur. "here." She said "You start with a circle."

(thinks they are funny, but is to anxious to tell, later, is friend)
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#1624
Username:.pigeon.
Cat Name:Possum
Gender: Nonbinary (they/them)
Rank: Newmoon
Clan: )Moonclan(
Age: 1 year
Prompt:
Possum stared at Scarletribbon. She was so smart and kind and good at art- they knew this- but they didn't understand. I mean, why would a cat that good at everything just hide from the world. Possum couldn't guess. The only thing they really knew about Scarletribbon was that she was their friend, ever since teaching them how to draw a wire mannequin, and that, more than anything else, she wanted a red cloak. [i]Focus. Possum knew that they were supposed to be hunting and not staring at cream-colored cats with battle scars (why battle scars?) who were also not hunting, but drawing instead. Still. Possum had to hunt, and they had to do double their share to cover for Scarletribbon who would maybe even get more scars if she didn't bring in freshkill.

(is her friend but doesn't understand. Takes place after Scarletribbon's story)

[jay.]

marking !

[0Zero0]

Reminder this ends soon! feel free to ask for an extension if you need it.

[xem]

mark

[0Zero0]

this has been extended to the 12th per multiple requests :3

[ElizaChikatta]

#1623
Username: ElizaChikatta
Cat Name: Honeypaw → Honeycape
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Apprentice → Warrior
Clan: OwlClan
Age: 13 Moons | 1 Years Old
Prompt:
From Honeypaw's perspective, she and Wolfpaw had been inseparable from when they had met. This sweet clan kitten had been forfeited to OwlClan from a mother from another clan that felt she couldn't provide for her well enough. Taken in by the gentle-hearted, enthusiastic Sepiabreeze, she and Wolfpaw were raised by her to become strong warriors and to depend on each other to hunt and provide for the clan. Honeypaw took to the sunny plains on the edge of the territory wonderfully, able to hunt all kinds of mice and rabbits. She and Wolfpaw worked to make sure the clan was always well-fed, and it was her passion to learn many fun ways to hunt and play. Her favorite thing was learning to train to be a warrior. She loved to spar and practice, seeing it more as a game than real training, but she still tried her best. She preferred to enjoy her life and the world around her, always cheerful and trying to cheer up those around her.

#1624
Username: ElizaChikatta
Cat Name: Wolfpaw → Wolffern
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Apprentice → Warrior
Clan: OwlClan
Age: 13 Moons | 1 Years Old
Prompt:
From Wolfpaw's perspective, she was a bit more of an outsider. While she highly respected both her leaders and her adopted mother, she was much more privy to the rumors whispered behind her back that Honeypaw was oblivious to. Something more hidden in the clan's secrets was that Wolfpaw's mother was found dead on the edge of the territory with only little Wolfkit found in the middle of her curled-up body as if to protect her. The incident brought high tension to the clan, and even if it was not her fault, Wolfpaw was seen as an omen of a terror to come. The threat had still not been found, and it left many of the warriors worried. Wolfpaw swore from a young age that she wanted to help defend against whatever had killed her mother and prove herself worthy of the clan that had taken her in despite the circumstances. However, this context left Wolfpaw with a rather jaded view of herself and the world. She was a much more cautious, brooding soul in comparison to her adopted littermate's joyful demeanor. She preferred to take things much more seriously, especially the warrior training. She always trained extremely hard, striving to be the most well-prepared and best warrior she could be. If you push her buttons, she can get rather snippy and even nip and spar if you make her mad enough.

[nindroidzane]

#1623
Username: nindroidzane
Cat Name: Cupcake
Gender: Nonbinary (she/they)
Rank: Cub
Clan: FrostClan
Age: 8 moons
Prompt:
Cupcake thinks they know Brownie - but it's a vague feeling, at best. It's almost the same way one feels when they see a figure walking down the other side of the street, one that may look familiar... or maybe it's just all in their head. You might risk a wave - but it would be all too awkward to find out that it really was just some stranger, so nine times out of ten, you just keep walking, that feeling of familiarity only lingering for a few moments as your steps widen the distance between you and the stranger.

Only, Cupcake isn't just walking down the street. She has to spend most days with Brownie, whether it be because they were assigned to the same patrol (for "team-building or whatever - though, they never seem to feel any closer to him afterwards), or just because their nests were placed so close together. But no matter how much time she spends with him, and no matter how slowly their constant time together seems to inch them into more and more of a friendship, she can't shake the feeling that they used to know him better - that they used to be something more.

#1624
Username: nindroidzane
Cat Name: Brownie
Gender: Male
Rank: Cub
Clan: FrostClan
Age: 8 moons
Prompt:
Brownie knows Cupcake well. Or, at least, he used to know her well. He can tell they don't remember him anymore. He could tell since that first day, when they'd both woken dazed and confused, and... different. Her pelt was different, her eyes were different - and when he'd caught a glimpse of his reflection in a nearby puddle, Brownie had realized he was different, too. But those differences, the physical ones, didn't seem very important at all once he'd realized Cupcake hadn't... she didn't even realize anything had changed. She didn't even recognize him - not from his pelt, obviously, but they didn't recognize his voice either. And he was fairly sure both of their voices had stayed the same... for the most part, anyway. But it hadn't mattered. Cupcake hadn't recognized him in any sense, not even when he tried to tell them of their friendship together, of their past lives - which, frighteningly, he realized he found a little foggy as well.

She'd listened to him politely, and she hadn't left - he didn't even know what he would've done with himself if she'd left - but he could tell they didn't really believe it, at least not most of it. But they'd managed to stay together, and for now, that was all he could really ask for... even if she never remembered him again.