[cujo.]

Username: cujo.
Cat Name: dawnwatcher
Gender: trans tom (dfab)
Rank: kit minder
Clan: agaric clan
Age: 49 moons
Prompt: there hasn't been a kit that dawnwatcher has met yet that doesn't love his thick, fluffy fur. it can be a pain to keep well groomed - gods know if it knotted it'd take hours to untangle, and so he does his best to keep that from happening, which can be a bit of task given that he's often used as a climbing frame, hide-and-seek spot, or a perfect bed - but dawn wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. it has kept both cold orphaned kits and sick kits on this side of the veil, and as such he feels it is a gift from starclan and the gods. from a young age, dawn enjoyed entertaining younger kits in the clowder he and his sibling moth were born into, and this love only became stronger as he got older, allowing them to tumble over his frame and beguile them with the stories that have been passed down from cat to cat for generations as their dams get some much needed rest and relaxation.

[Griff]

Username: Griff
Cat Name: Willowwisp
Gender: Female
Rank: TBD
Clan: https://toyhou.se/griffhighwind/charact ... er:2507939
Age: 17 Moons
Prompt:

Crowcall nestled into Willowwisp's fur, a deep purr coming up from his throat. "So soft... perfect bed..." He whispered, before drifting off. Emberstar watched this, amused.

"That is about as quiet as I have ever seen that kit," he remarks.

"I have a way with kittens," came the reply. "...It's a good thing I like them although admittedly tiny claws hurt sometimes! They can be aggravating but times like this?" She nodded towards the sleeping kit. "They make it all worth it. Got any other troublesome kits you need a break from? Plop them in!"

[/nyx.]

Username: /nyx.
Cat Name: Púapelt
Gender: female
Rank: Aracari [specialized hunter]
Clan: CaladiumClan
Age: 37 moons [unconfirmed]
Prompt:

The tears streamed down, rushing like a river off the edge of the Falls. “Where did he go?” the kitten blabbered into her thick coat of fur. “Where did he go? Why won’t they let me see him?”

Púapelt could only hold the warbler closer as he wept. “I’m sorry,” the torbie told the kitten, tears unshed in her own eyes. “Your rou is off on a long journey. You’ll see him still in your dreams.”

Around them, the world went on. Few mourned, too accustomed to the casualties of war.

But for now, all that mattered was a kit and his immovable anchor — a safety blanket made of comforting words and way too much fur.

—

Fadedkit sniffled as he sat against Micakit. “I miss Rou,” he admitted glumly. He sniffled again. “I ruined her fur.”

“Who? Rou’s?”

“No — Púapelt’s.”

Micakit made a face, then laughed. She patted Fadedkit’s paw soothingly. “Púapelt’s fur was made to be ruined! It’s the perfect blanket — like a lion’s mane of fluff. What do you think lions need their manes for?”

“To protect themselves from the sand?” Fadedkit supposed.

“No, silly. It’s to hide their cubs’ tears. Lions need to look strong, and—” Micakit’s cheerfulness faltered, “I guess they have it almost as hard as we do, fighting out there in the savannah.”

Thinking about those poor lions, Fadedkit felt his eyes grow wet. “You’re not helping, Mica,” he sighed.

“I am,” Micakit argued. “The point is that you shouldn’t feel bad about Púa’s mane. I bet it poofed back out already.”

Fadedkit smiled at the thought. “Did it?” he wondered.

And Micakit grinned. “I bet!”

She stood, bouncing on her paws impatiently. “Now, quit moping around and let’s find out!”

—

Rou = elder brother

[lovage]

Username: lovage
Cat Name: aspenleaf
Gender: tom
Rank: gatherer
Clan: hollowed guild
Age: fourty two moons
Prompt:
the mid-leafbare wind hurled through the clearing. the guild was used to it now but recent snow damage had caused a few more holes than expected in some dens. and, passing the nursery, kits in the den were calling for him. now, they didn’t have any worries for any the holes in their den as it didn’t affect them, but they still complained about it as the grown cats were so it must had been happening to them too.

he sat down and knew what was going to happen next. the kits began to curl up next to his fluffy fur and take up as much warmth as they could take for his fluffy coat. that is the only reason they knew his name and all due to his coat. they only care for what warmth it provides them, but for him, he doesn’t care much for kits. all he does is catch up on sleep when they want his fluff. it’s a fair trade for him, he gets sleep for a bit and they get to be warm, so it’s an honest fair trade off.

[CloudedDiamond]

Username: /nyx.
Cat Name: Púapelt
Gender: female
Rank: Aracari [specialized hunter]
Clan: CaladiumClan
Age: 37 moons [unconfirmed]
Prompt:

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winner!
hm's to kennymcnenny and Zephara!