[I Like Bees]

Pigeon cat! Pigeons and doves are the same -- both terms refer to birds from the family Columbidae, which consists of over 300 different species. The pigeons you'll commonly see in cities and other areas are actually feral domestic pigeons, domesticated from rock doves. From left to right, starting with the top row, these birds are a mourning dove, Victoria crowned pigeon, blue-headed quail dove, Nicobar pigeon, and pheasant pigeon (those are also the reference images for each).

Tell me a story from this cat's kithood, but from the perspective of an inanimate object

Ends January 21st, 11:59 PM CST

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[b]Cat Name:[/b]
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[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
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Name: Arlo
Gender: Male (he/him)
Rank: Villager
Clan: Azeryn
Description: Blue silver barless ticked tabby with
high white and amber eyes
Age: Thirteen moons
Edits: [NR] Accessory, companions, expression;
[C] shorter tail, ear tufts, sclera color, eye shape,
teeth; [UC] mid fur, round ears, short ears, muzzle
Owner: Vivika

[feverish]

Username: basils
Cat Name: tbd
Gender: dmab tom (he/him)
Rank: warrior
Clan: delta gardens
Age: 3.4 years
Prompt: mark!

[Skiteralz]

mark

[Archaeopteryx.]

Username: Archaeopteryx.
Cat Name: Mourningsong
Gender: None <3
Rank: Pigeoneer
Clan: Enurian
Age: Young adult
Prompt:

"Ma!"

"Hush, child."

Draping. Knotted, gingerly, with deft paws, around a neck small and lined with kitten-down. Tousled, as the kitten squirmed. Biting slightly into flesh, tied just a tad bit too tight. Worrying shakes and shivers as the adult drew away, too minute to be noticed by anything living.

"I don't wanna wear it, ma."

"I know." The rasping sound of a tongue across the kitten's head. "Can you, though? For me?"

"Why?"

The adult hummed, and the cloth felt the restless vibrations of her tail against the earthen floor. "It's... good luck. You want to be a good pigeoneer, right?"

The cloth jerked up and down as the kitten nodded sharply.

"Well... this cloth will make it so the birds will like you more. They like shiny things."

It fluttered in the breeze as the kitten swayed back and forth, humming quietly to themself as they thought over the adult's words. "...Alright! I'm gonna be the bird's favorite. Can I go play now?"

The adult's gaze lingered on the bandana, eyes roaming over the intricate words embroidered into the shimmering fabric. "I think that's alright. Just be home before dark."

And as the lone kit bounded from the den, the mother's words carried on the breeze, for only the protective talisman to hear.

"And don't end up like your brother."

[I Like Bees]

Extending to January 28th, same time as before!

[razr]

Username: razr
Cat Name: lamb's ear
Gender: female
Rank: dweller
Clan: spiritclan
Age: 18 moons
Prompt:
"Lamb."
"Lamb!
"Lamb, listen to me!"

The other kit hushed White Lotus, tiny claws pricking into the redwood's bark.

"You can't climb up there!" Soft paws thumped on the tree as White Lotus tried to dissuade his sister. "Let's just go get papa, okay?"

Lamb's Ear stubbornly shook her head. "No! I'm gonna get your scarf back!"

A bird chattered a warning somewhere high in the branches, hopping back and forth as the stubborn kit kicked off the ground. Shards of bark came loose under her paws and fell to the ground, but all the tree felt was pinprick after pinprick as she scrambled up. Its branch sagged beneath her weight when she came to a stop.

"Lamb!!" The kit on the ground squealed, scared for his little sister (who was younger by only a few minutes.) "Get your paws back down here right now! It's not worth it!"

"You're such a scaredy-kit!" Lamb's Ear teased, leaving scratches in the poor tree's bark when she started climbing again.

The other kit whined and nosed at the tree's trunk, wondering if he could climb up after her. Finally the kit stopped moving, panting from atop an unsteady branch. Scratches were left on wood as she inched forward and picked up the glittery scarf in her mouth that a bird had been eyeing.

"Okay, now come back down! Right now!" White Lotus demanded, voice wavering.

"Okay, okay, I--"

... The tree was quite a tall one, wasn't it?

"... LOTUS I'M STUCK GO GET PAPA!!"

The redwood would later think 'Papa' was trying to tear it down while he climbed after his kit.

[literal.swag.]

Username: literal.swag.
Cat Name: Glenn
Gender: male
Rank: honorary bird expert
Clan: amaryllis group
Age: 1 year
Prompt: this is really rushed and not my best but i wanted to give an entry for this kitty so here you go 😭 <3 grammar is probably absolutely poopy
Surprisingly, Glenn hates birds, and yet, he is tortured by them every day. The window know this, flittering and transparent, seeing all and saying nothing. They just, they don't leave him alone. It's been like this since he was a kit! From its place steadfast ingrained in the wall of the home. Glenn was a twoleg's kittypet when he was a kit, loved and cherished with the freedom of being able to explore. The window watched over him everyday, observant and silent. When he was a handful of moons old, Glenn was padding about the garden, kicking at the grass and tackling flower stems. He was trotting atop the garden's edge made of stone, when a dove hatchling dropped atop the stone before him, downy feathers puffed and fluttering. The chick chirped at him, bouncing up and down with delight. It started to peck at his feet, inviting him to play. If the window could, it would've chuckled. It watched the two, watched as annoyance flooded the kitten so much it had nowhere else to go but his fur, puffing it into a sad semblance ferocity.

The chick did not budge though, it continued to peck and prod, hopping around the annoyed kitten with a joy only belonging to the youth. Glenn hissed, puffing and stamping his paws forward in an attempt to scare this nuisance off. It was amusing to watch as Glenn was always mild mannered and docile, rarely daring the even play with his toys within the house. The drastic change in personality was quite ironic to watch. He only acted this way with his bird toys, who had been quickly thrown out when the twolegs had seen the way he reacted so negatively towards them. The refractions of light against the window glinted as the chick took off, only to return a few minutes later with a random object it had found. As the sun began to sink lower into its spot on the horizon, the window glinted harshly.

Glenn's ears folded against his head as he sprinted towards his kitty door. The chick followed close behind, hopping quickly close behind, pecking at the puffiness of the kitten's tail. The kitty door was locked though, and Glenn was forced to deal with the annoying bird and it meeped and chirped, hopping around him with the intention to make friends.

The days came and went within the shades of the window, painting it pink and yellow and twilight. It knew the time for Glenn to wander about the garden was growing near, and it knew that the bird was already waiting for him. Glenn hopped upon the sill, pressing his face against it, fogging the glass with his moist breath. It watched as he hopped down and trotted through the kitty door, unaware of the pest awaiting him. Warmth painted through it and onto the sleeping kitten below it. It watched as the chick hopped closer before pouncing onto the kitten and pecking him softly. The window watched this dynamic grow and develop as the days sparked this glass alight and the night lulled it asleep. Soon, the window had born witness to the next step into this forced friendship, Glenn naming the bird. He named her Roxanne.

[Vivika]

Username: vivika
Cat Name: arlo
Gender: male (he/him)
Rank: villager
Clan: azeryn
Age: thirteen moons
Prompt: the day the bed complained - a lil picture book thing! <3
↳ art is by me + quote box thingy/font is from canva!
↳ semi-inspired off "the day the crayons quit" by drew daywalt

[I Like Bees]

Username: vivika
Cat Name: arlo
Gender: male (he/him)
Rank: villager
Clan: azeryn
Age: thirteen moons
Prompt: the day the bed complained - a lil picture book thing! <3
↳ art is by me + quote box thingy/font is from canva!
↳ semi-inspired off "the day the crayons quit" by drew daywalt

Congrats! This story was absolutely hilarious and adorable, and I love the twist at the end!

I'd also like to award an HM to Archaeopteryx. !

[Vivika]

aaaaa, thank you so much, bees! i had a lot of fun creating that entry <33
i'm holding this lil one and his bird friends oh so gently,,

and congrats on the hm, arc!! i did peak through your entry when you first posted + it was super intriguing 👀