[I Like Bees]

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Name: Filarion
Gender: Nonbinary
Rank: Village cat, elder
Clan: Cattiopeia
Description: Fawn barred ticked [spotted breakthrough]
tabby with mid white and blue eyes
Age: 8 years
Edits: [NR] Blind; [C] ear placement, whiskers, min. fur
Owner: fruitbat

[coffee.berry]

Ooh, mark :D

[Owl-Paints]

mark!!!

[néktar]

Username: nektar
Cat Name: creekleap
Gender: tom
Rank: elder
Clan: pondclan
Age: 80 moons
Prompt: creekleap has told lots of stories in his day, fun stories, sad stories, stories that weren't real and stories that were too real. though at this point in his life creekleap's favorite story was the one where he had first seen a stag in the glade, he was just an apprentice out on a hunting patrol. it was the middle of new leaf, the wind was still chilling to the fur but a refreshing chill. a chill that told him warmer weather would be coming soon. his mentor and him were enjoying a small break in the sunshine that was beginning to beam across the slowly melting snow that covered the ground allowing the soft glitter to catch the rays of light. this was when he could still see, his mentor nudged him and went into a crouch, hiding in the tall grasses. the young tom had followed suite as he followed his mentors gaze his ears perked up and his eyes went wide. standing against the sunlight was an extremely large stag, dark brown pelt still weighted with snow from where he had slept. he held his breath as though the creature could see him, though the animal kept it's ground looking about before walking over the snow covered hill with such power and grace that creekleap didn't move for another few minutes even after his mentor had relaxed.

[dino nuggie]

mork

[basils]

Username: basils
Cat Name: bunnywish
Gender: dfab tom [he/she]
Rank: warrior
Clan: delta gardens
Age: 22 moons | 1.9 years
Prompt: though young, bunnywish has taken a great liking to the fables of clans from before the great accident, and often recites them to kits and neophytes when he has the opportunity. her absolute favorite and go-to is a long story about a forbidden romance between an owl and a fox. the two are on opposite sides of a warring kingdom, and though the love between them is strong, they are not able to be together. the story originally ends with a tragic death and the lesson that loyalty is not always black and white, but bunnywish changes the end for kits- instead, he claims that they overcome the odds and run away together, still emphasizing that it's okay to follow your heart.

[TikoTheHuman]

Username: TikoTheHuman
Cat Name: Jello
Gender: Female
Rank: Guard
Clan: Willowclan
Age: 7 years
Prompt:

"Now come sit around all you guys, I have a story to tell you all.."

"It all started around 36 moons ago, it was a bright beutiful sunny day and everyone thought it would be a great day. But we were all so very wrong. I was doing my usual routes when I heard some kits mewing, I thought I was just hearing tings but I stopped and sure enough kitties were mewing. I followed the noise and found a bush where I thought the sound was coming from, I peeked in and saw a lifeless mother cat with three kittens laying on and around her, they looked to be 5 moons old. "help! help our mama!" one of them whined to me and I crinkled my nose in disgust, the smell was terrible. "I don't know if I'm allowed to do this but get up and follow me, I'll take you to my clan and we'll figure something out for you guys, now come along." I said motioning for the kits to follow. They seemed heisitent so I sighed and hoiseted one onto my back along with the second and picked up the last one up by the scruff. I brought them all the way back to camp and I went straight to the leader."

C1: "Wait you just took random kits you found back to camp?? We aren't supposed to do that I thought?"

"I had too, I couldn't leave them to die, would you have left them to die?"

C1: "No.. okay continue please"

Resume: "I set the kittens down in front of my leader and he scrieked. Where did you get kittens!?" he yelled. They were left next to their mother's rotting corpse, I couldn't leave them to I brought them here. i-If anything I'll take care of tem!" I told him. The kitties looked up at him with big eyes and he sighed. Fine, but clean them up, they are FILTHY. he said. I nodded and started walking. Come on guys! Let's go to my den and get you some food. I said and the kits ran after me. "

C2+C3+C4: "Then what? And who are they what are they're names-"

"Hold on hold on, I haven't got there yet, patience young kits."

Resume: "Once I got them all into my den I started asking what their names were. "Do you guys have names? I asked them. y-Yeah! I'm Reo, hes Oliver and she Trix! The largest of the bunch said. I nodded. "When was the last time you guys were fed?" I asked them another question. The small girl chimed in this time, a-a-a few days.. are y-y-you gonna feed us? she asked quietly. I nodded and told them to stay put. I went to the den where most prey was held, I asked for my portion for the day and was given it. I walked back to my den and found the kits waiting. I was surprised, usually, kits would run off or something but they were very well-behaved. "I got a big fat rat for you guys, want me to separate it?" They nodded and I-"

C2: "PLEH- can we skip over that?"

"Fine fine if you insist.."

Resume: "Once everyone finished eating"

WIP-

[fruitbat]

Username: fruitbat
Cat Name: Filarion
Gender: Nonbinary
Rank: Village cat, elder
Clan: Cattiopeia
Age: 8 years
Prompt: Filarion has an unofficial spot in Tareeds Inn, dedicated to wooing the interests of passing-by adventurers and local village cats alike. His stories are fascinating to say the least, always met with curious minds and eyes sparkling with awe. Today's story was no different. As you walk into the Inn intrigued by the large crowd, you watch as Filarion puts on a show for nearly the entirety of Cattiopeia.

A story of friendship, a story of determination, a story of protecting what we love. Listen carefully my friends- Cattiopeia will thank you.

Deep in the heart of the forest stands an ancient, gargantuan Oak. Its branches are themselves larger than many trees, and they cover an area that could easily house every single one of you here today. I'm sure you've seen it, eh? Filarion says as he points towards one of the adventurers seeking safety at the Inn. They quickly shook their head, both in embracement from being singled out and not knowing about this supposed large oak tree.
Ah, that's alright my friend. Let me tell you about it. It is Methuselah, and for thousands of years it has bathed its surroundings with a placid green glow. It gives Cattiopeia its life and its death. Methuselah both gives and takes, all for the benefit of us. For centuries, a wise adventurer named Arden would come to Methuselah and commune with it, placing his gnarled paw on its equally gnarled trunk, bowing his head with eyes closed, standing in silence for hours or even days. The tree has knowledge buried in its core which even the most wizened wizards are yet to grasp. Arden was trying to understand Methuselah- what were its motives, why was it both vicious and benevolent, how did it come to be the most powerful of trees?

But something changed. In his last visit, Arden sensed a deep sorrow emanating from Methuselah, from root to leaf. Strange vines, with which Arden was unfamiliar, looped around the massive trunk. The emerald shine of the tree was dimming, the leaves appearing withered with fading color. This was indeed an ill omen. He said a quiet prayer, hoping the tree would hear his plea and recover quickly. When the hopeful Arden returned to the tree the following day, he stood and frowned at the vines. Nothign had changed, but it was not going to change the fact Arden will still try to communicate with the tree. As he prepared to settle his mind into the trance-like dream state he used to speak with Methuselah, his ears flickered at a threatening rustling came from the bushed behind him. Arden spun around in defense, only to be met with the oh-so graceful forest protector Elmorina.

Elmorina was considered one of the most beautiful cats in Cattiopeia. A soft white pelt, gorgeous blue eyes and a voice softer than an angel. Filarion pointed towards a local shopkeeper, Lycra with a smile. You must be a descendant of the great Elmorina. Just look at that pelt of yours! Everyone turned towards her with a gasp, causing her to blush at the attention. Filarion spoke again, immediately gaining the attention back.

Elmorina wore a grave expression as she spoke to Arden. "Something is not right. There have been tracks found near the lake that don't match anything we know. We fear it is the deadliest of our threats. Can you spare a moment, wise one?" She said, prompting Arden to come with her to the lake. "Of course my dear, lead the way" Arden replied, his frown deepening as he set off in the direction of the lake. He moved slowly, leaning heavily on his cane. Elmorina slowed her gait to walk by his side. As they approached the lake, a stench hit the pair that was unmistakable. Plants were withering, and many didn't look like they would have any chance of recovery. A trail of charred, sooty earth ran through the growth. There was no doubt as to what had caused this. Suddenly, a thundering roar pealed through the trees. It wasn't a sound heard often, but one could never forget it after hearing it once. It was Ogi, a large main coon who had saved Arden multiple times. He did not sound happy- maybe Ogi was the one needing saving. Arden and Elmorina looked to the sound and back at each other. Arden gave a single quick jerk of his head, and Elmorina darted toward the commotion, paws quickly sprinting over stones and logs.

A hulking form towered over two enemies. Ogi was the largest cat known to Cattiopeia, and even these vicious demons seemed to be wearing their twisted, cruel expressions as a mask for the fear that froze them in place. In Ogi's left paw were three small chicks, peeping frantically, their nest and the branch which had held it laying broken on the ground. The evil cats, as they smoldered through the underbrush, had apparently snapped the limb off the tree. The cries of the distraught chicks had woken Ogi, who had happened to be dozing in a pile of leaves nearby. The fact the enemy was even in Methuselah vicinity was enough to know that evil has broken through the protection spell. This is why Methuselah was dying. Arden couldn't let Methuselah die.

Ogi snarled at the two demons. "BAD!"
He charged head-first toward them, which broke their fear paralysis. They turned heel and made off faster than Ogi could manage. There was no way he could catch them. They were headed straight to Methuselah! Without a second thought, Ogi called upon his super strength and hefted a nearby log towards the enemy. It rolled and destroyed everything in its path, including one of the invaders. A sickening crunch and a red mist signaled success. The other ran even faster, fearing the sudden weight of the log. It came just moments later, making the creature shriek before slumping to the earth in a blanket of red mist.

A young kit and his friends who had come to listen all mumped up with excitement. "The forest is saved!!" They all exclaimed happily, causing the rest of the crowd to smile. With his amazing story telling, Filarion has captured the hearts of everyone in the room, including yourself.

Ogi stood, panting, his rage quickly turning to despair as he watched the chicks, hurt and overstressed, cling desperately to life. Elmorina padded up slowly, entertaining a warm smile. "Hey don't worry, big guy." She placed her own paw over the chicks. Ogi felt a serene warmth flow up through his arm and watched as a deep green glow leaked from between Elmorina's delicate paw. When she pulled her paw away, the chicks were good as new, sleeping contentedly. A shuffling in the brush announced Arden's arrival. He saw the broken branch and nest and detected the residue of Elmorina's healing spell. Without having to ask, he tapped the tree with his cane in the place where the branch had been broken, and a new one began to sprout. It grew rapidly, and in one spot several twigs grew into circles, weaving themselves into a nest. He gestured, smiling, toward the replacement home. Ogi approached and with great care, softly placed the sleeping animals into their new home. He looked to Arden. In his emotional state, he was even less articulate than usual. He placed a massive paw on the old wizard's shoulder. "Thank."

Arden patted his paw. "Come Ogi, join us. Our home and all its inhabitants need to be protected. I think you could help us save this place." Ogi nodded fervently as Elmorina looked on, a small smile playing on her face. "Yes. Ogi help. Ogi Protect."
And with that, the three set off towards the great oak Methuselah, friends and defenders of the forest.

[I Like Bees]

Username: fruitbat
Cat Name: Filarion
Gender: Nonbinary
Rank: Village cat, elder
Clan: Cattiopeia
Age: 8 years
Prompt: -snip-

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