[Kazin]

What is this cat's biggest fear?

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[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
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Name: hickory
Gender: male
Rank: wanderer
Clan: the solivaganté
Description: black rosetted tabby with low white spotting
Age: 50 moons
Edits: [nr] claws, expression
[c] min. fur, whiskers, eye shape
Owner: crexmii

[Thani]

mareking! fesdkhgjdfa

[Mercuré]

Username: Mercuré
Cat Name: Kiadi
Gender: male
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Spirits of the Mayombé
Age: 22 moons
Prompt:
Kiadi worried. A lot. To be fair it was hard not to worry in Buala with the whispering of spirits around every corner... And that was the problem wasn't it? The spirits. Ever since he was a kubutuma he had heard stories of the great power the spirits held and the great balance they had living besides them. For some this was a comforting notion, rarely a cat would dare venture into haunted jungle territory so they were protected without needing warriors necessarily to guard. But Kiadi knew the great power these spirits held and felt fear. Slowly Kiadi has learned to conquer this fear through engaging with the practices and ceremonies of the clan. But every now and then late at night when the wind blows…. He swear he can hear faint voices

[recherché.]

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[crexmii]

Username: crexmii
Cat Name: hickory
Gender: male
Rank: wanderer
Clan: the solivaganté
Age: 50 moons
Prompt: “what are you so afraid of that you don’t want to come to caelestis mountain with us?” belladonna asked, kindly but firmly. hickory instantly read the black tortie’s gaze. confusion, irritation and a little bit of…was that pity? showed in her mismatched blue and red eyes. the rosetted tom snapped back to the present and sighed, “it’s…it’s…never mind.” he looked away, avoiding the gazes of his fellow wanderers.

another pair of lime-green eyes stared at him intently. “if you’re that scared, you can stay at camp if you want.” another voice sassed, rolling her eyes. “weasel..” belladonna mewed warningly, raising her tail. the phoenix on her stretched its wings out, head tilted and gazing at the chocolate-furred molly and squawked.

“I said it’s nothing!” the tom lashed out, glaring daggers at weasel. “leave him be, he doesn’t need to tell us if he doesn’t want to. but weasel’s got a point, hickory. we’ll let you stay at camp, unless you want to join us.”
“fine.” hickory muttered. he squinted at the two mollies one last time before stalking away to a small corner of the cave they were taking shelter in, picking at his claws.

“see you!” weasel called one last time mockingly before the distant sound of pawsteps walking away could no longer be heard.

that was when hickory curled up into a small ball and shivered, trying very hard not to remember.
it was a dragonlike creature, made of the void and with a singular cat skull attached — or was it floating — as its head.
it was huge. not as huge as the mountain, but huge enough.
and it blocked the way to the etherblooms.

it was watching him silently all along. its gaze stared into the deepest depths of his soul. and it lunged at him and bared its fangs, ready to bite hi—
no. no. no.

hickory was climbing up the mountain. trying to get those etherblooms for his family.
BUT THAT THING RUINED IT. IT RUINED IT ALL. EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED IS ALL ITS FAULT.

those skeletal eyes…blue flames burning around it whilst floating.
a wave of cold air and running, hiding and fighting.
bones shattering. teeth snapping at him.
and as quickly as it happened it was gone.

hickory doesn’t know what it is, but he has the feeling it appeared specifically for him.
he was not going back there to risk it. he knows it’s going to kill him eventually.

but wait…his companions…what if—
hickory shook off the guilt and tried to sleep. but sleep merely sends him into dreams. of it.
it’s lurking. it’s watching.
it’s going to get him.

soon.
he knows it.
hickory’s time is running out.
so he’ll hide from it for as long as he can.

[ArithMedic]

Username: ArithMedic
Cat Name: Dark Night
Gender: Tom
Rank: Housekeeper (boatkeeper?)
Clan: The Bronze Fleet
Age: 39 moons
Prompt: Dark's biggest fear is being alone. Not alone in the sense of physical separation, but alone in that sense of deep loneliness that is unabated even in a crowd; when being around others makes you feel lonelier. He is desperately terrified of having no one he can talk to or trust and of drifting away from everyone he is close to. He holds tightly to his friends because of this, but his fear also leads him to have unhealthy relationships because he'll do anything to make sure they don't leave him.

[Kazin]

Username: crexmii
Cat Name: hickory
Gender: male
Rank: wanderer
Clan: the solivaganté
Age: 50 moons
Prompt: -snip-

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