[nio]

tell me about someone they hate, and why they hate them.
max 300 words.

Ends Jan 20th

Code: Select all

[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]

x
Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Clan:
Description: silver black charcoal rosette tabby with high white
Age:
Edits: [nr] expression, scars
[c] whiskers, teeth, ear tufts, sclera colour
[uc] med. fur edit
Owner:

[coffee.berry]

Hii! I just wanted to explain something that might be confusing at the start of this story! So, Moon and Sun used to be friends, but at the end you'll see that she hates him, but still misses him <3

Username: coffee.berry
Cat Name: Moon That Shines Above (Moon)
Gender: Female
Rank: Prey-hunter
Clan: The Tribe Of Golden Sunsets
Age: 25 moons
Prompt: [300/300 words]

Moon and Sun have been friends since Moon was a kit.

They used to play hide and go seek, I-spy and tag together. They were inseperable! They went through their to-be years together, where they got trained by the same cat. Summer. They had lots of fun even then, when they were supposed to think about training instead of friendships.

Then came the big day; the day when Moon and Sun would finally get their own role in the Tribe! Moon got her role as "prey-hunter", and Sun got his role as "cave-guard"! Moon had to hunt and catch the food that the Tribe would eat, and Summer told Moon that she got that role because she was the best at hunting. Sun had to defend the Tribe from predators and enemies. Summer told Sun that he got that role because he was very good at defending himself.

One day, Sun dissapeared out of the blue; he left, and only an old flower was found in his Sleeping Pile. Moon was outraged. How could he possibly have done that to her? Leaving without even saying goodbye. She wouldn't have told anyone. She thought that Sun trusted her. She really did.

One day, a few moons later, when Moon was out hunting, she heard a rustle behind the bushes. A face peeked out from under the bush. "Sun?!" Moon growled softly. "Moon..?" Sun wimpered. "You didn't say GOODBYE!" Moon cried, tears dropping from her face. "Moon, I'm sorry, I-" Sun started. "NO! I don't want to hear it! I HATE you, Sun. I really, really HATE YOU!" Moon sobbed, and ran as fast as she could back to the Tribe, crying. She was angry, but she still really missed Sun, more than she could ever know.

"I'm sorry I hate you."

[unohdettu.lupaus]

mark

[vympyre]

M A R K

[néktar]

Username: nektar
Cat Name: fang of wounded snow leopard, fang
Gender: tom
Rank: night stalker
Clan: the groves
Age: 48 moons
Prompt:
jealousy swells in his throat. he swallows and watches the entwining ceremony in silence, his tail lashing and fangs bared behind the cheering and gleeful cats. his heart thumped in his chest as he tracked the chocolate lynx pelted tom with viper like eyes, if his gaze could kill this would be a massacre.

she was suppose to be his. he did everything right, at least he thought he did. that tom didn't deserve her, the beautiful matriarch should be with a well balanced and strong willed tom like himself but instead the forever good natured pine needle laying on forest floor had stolen her heart, mind, and soul. like encaging a beautiful bird.. fang's claws dug deep into the soil under his paws. the reflection of echo's tail entwining with pine's sparked a new fire in his belly. it was as though smoke trailed from his curled maw. his fur stood on end and he was grateful he stuck to the back though he could feel that those around him sensed his seething hatred. he stepped back as to not trigger the rest of them and gazed onto the foot of mother tree where the shaman began to speak, so his surprise the pale white tomcat was staring straight at him, his gaze stern as he spoke the vows of the ceremony. fang bared his teeth at the shaman who stood firm, his red eye gleaming with words he would never speak to the night stalker.

fang lashed his tail swiftly turned away, not wishing to see the rest of this disgusting ceremony. the tom disappeared into the underbrush under the twisted trees. he had never hated a being so much and he will live with this burning feeling for the rest of his life. [ 296 ]

[ethium]

Username: ethium
Cat Name: wolfbane (wolf)
Gender: male, he/them
Rank: head guardian
Clan: elmclan
Age: 56 moons
Prompt:

wolfbane stared at the other tom's back, watching as he slunk languidly through the tall grass around them. he wished he could burn holes into the back of his skull. maybe that would shut him up, though wolf doubted it would last long. frustration lay across wolfbane's pelt prickling like hot coals or dozens of bee stings. wasn't hawkfern been killed by dozens of bee stings? wolfsbane wished this feeling would kill him, maybe then he'd get some relief from it. the tom continued to watch as eelteeth slunk away a smug look of victory adorning his maw. he loathed the other male, his sly ways and his manipulative grin. he could get anything he wanted, have anyone he wanted. he had practically been spoonfed his entire life, and wolfbane was tired of putting up with his attitude.

although the tom was ambitious, arrogant and a playboy, none of those reasons were why wolfbane hated him so much. no, the real reason wolfbane hated eelteeth was because wolf had fallen so head over heels he didn't know which way was up. and he hated it so much. he hated this feeling of crawling ants because it just simmered underneath his skin. the longing to be near him, the craving of affection, of attention (good or bad, wolf didn't care). eelteeth had sunk in his fangs deep, and wolfbane knew he wouldn't be able to escape. so he was mad, loathed and wrathful. all because he was in love with someone who would never love him back.

[Knickknacks]

Username: Knickknacks
Cat Name: Smokebite
Gender: male
Rank: warrior/campguard
Clan: Knollclan
Age: 3 years
Prompt: [300/300 words]

"Wow, your form is sloppy- no wonder I got chosen to lead the lesson instead of you."

Smokebite bristled, getting up from his perfectly serviceable hunting crouch and swinging his head around to glare at Robinblaze. The dappled cat looked far too pleased with herself, smugness dripping from every word of hers, tail curled in satisfaction. Sundance, her best friend and perpetual shadow, could be seen edging away from the pair, evidently deciding that he wanted nothing to do with this standoff.

This was, after all, their routine. Smokebite and Robinblaze had been clashing since they were apprentices, relentlessly trying to outdo each other, with a ferocity that far outstripped the friendlier rivalry Smokebite had with his other peers. No cat knew how to make him feel inferior more than she did- and she reacted to his taunts with equal fervor.

Some part of him couldn't help but revel in their mutual detestation. He could always count on Robinblaze when he was itching for a fight- in a twisted sort of way, they brought out the best and worst in each other.

"Oh yeah?" he sneered. "If you're so sure you're better than me, why don't you prove it?"

Robinblaze bared her teeth at him, standing so that they were nose to nose.

"You don't have the spine for it," she taunted. "You've never been able to beat me."

A truth, and one that stung more than he cared to admit. She'd always been the golden child, and he hated her for it.

"A spar," he growled out. "For the lesson. I'll show you how a real warrior fights." An empty boast, made in his fury. She always did know how to get a rise out of him.

The cat he hated smirked, looking delighted at the prospect.

"You're on."

[Griff]

Username: Griff
Cat Name: Wildfur
Gender: Female
Rank: tbd
Clan: https://toyhou.se/griffhighwind/charact ... er:2507939
Age: 17 moons
Prompt:

"I'm sorry, there is nothing I can do for you..." The words were spoken without hesitation, low and solemn. Wildfur stared a moment, in disbelief at Blossomcrown.

"You are a bloody MEDICINE cat. You're supposed to be able to fix anything! And you're telling me that you cannot fix this? That my perfection will be forever marred by that blasted GULL of all things!?!" She pointed drmatically at the healing scars as she spoke, rage flashing in her eyes.

"I am sorry..."

"Sorry doesnt fix this! Just... ARGH. I hate you! I hate you, I hate that gull, I hate this clan... I hate all of you!" Blossomcrown sighed as she watched the vain cat leave. Nothing could fix THAT hot mess.

[saltcow]

username: saltcow
cat name: wolfwhisper
gender: nonbinary [ he / him & they / them ]
rank: deputy
clan: desertclan
age: 38 moons
prompt: [ 299 / 300 words ]
"she left me for dead!" wolfwhisper snarled, "she left me to die out here and didn't even give it a second thought!" the hot desert sun raged almost as strongly as wolfwhisper's fury above him as he unsheathed his claws at the cats standing in before him. a stripped, tawny colored she-cat and an old, sandy colored cat blocked his way into the clan's entrance, but wolfwhisper did not care, his eyes were locked on that tawny she-cat. the hatred he felt for her radiated off his body, almost tangible from how heavy it made the air. "i- i didn't know you would..." the she-cat began, her voice coming out in a fearful whisper as she attempted to hide herself behind the sandy cat standing beside her. "you didn't what, hazelwing ? you didn't think i'd live to see the sunrise ? hm ? is that it ? you didn't think i'd survive your little trap ?!" wolfwhisper growled, bearing his bloodstained teeth at her. the slowly healing wounds on his muzzle reopened with each word he spat at hazelwing, and he wanted her to see. to see all she had done, to see her world begin to crumble. the she-cat did not continue her sentence and began to back away, not daring to break eye contact with wolfwhisper for fear he would lunge at her. she had left him for dead and told her clan wolfwhisper had died on patrol, so no one would go looking for him. she had led him off the usual patrol path into the paws of a rival band of rouges. she did this all to 'keep the peace' to 'appease them with an offering.' wolfwhisper had survived this unprovoked attack, fueled by nothing else but rage towards hazlewing and the fires of vengeance.

[aftonbuilt]

Username: Kris Dreemurr
Cat Name: Starboard
Gender: Male
Rank: Crew
Clan: The Grimwood Galleon
Age: 90 moons
Prompt:

"I think you misunderstand me." The voice cut through the air like a knife, and Starboard glared up at the taller figure before him. It certainly wasn't the first time he'd made contact with the ethereal figure, although it would most likely be his last - even if he didn't exactly know it yet.
"Do tell?" He responded, tail flicking behind him in an agitated manner. "If you would be so kind to explain yourself, then."
"I didn't keep up my end of the deal," Eyeris began, watching Starboard's expression shift with intrigue, "because you certainly didn't, either."
The tabby tom dug his claws into the dirt as he heard Eyeris explain, and he couldn't repress the snarl he made. "That's unfair! You and I had an arrangement! How dare you!"
"Do you think we did?" Eyeris sounded snide, and the winged tabby flicked his tail, the bell ringing through the clearing. "Unless you plan on paying up right now with one of those pretty little eyes of yours, we never had a 'deal'."
The god cat got to his feet, and Starboard prepared to lunge at him, although Eyeris shot him a glare that stopped him dead in his tracks. "Now unless you promise to pay up, deal with your own problems, and don't call on me again unless you're going to make good on your end of the deal. If you don't, there will be consequences."
And with that, Eyeris disappeared.
Starboard let out a loud growl, his tail fluffing up as he was unable to hide the rage he felt. That good for nothing cream tabby--! After all the work he put into his side, how dare he say he'd not paid up? Digging scores into the ground, Starboard got to his feet to leave - formulating a plan.