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This is Scorpio! The current sign right now!
Tell me about a time this cat was scared.

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Description: black ticked tabby
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Edits: [NR] expression, accessories, weight, claws
[C] whiskers, fangs, sclera, ear placement, min fur
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[néktar]

Username: néktar
Cat Name: carneliandune
Gender: tom
Rank: wanderer
Clan: shallowclan
Age: 61 moons
Prompt:


𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑

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[riverotter]

holay molay
marks...

[crexmii]

Username: crexmii
Cat Name: parlo
Gender: male
Rank: wanderer
Clan: the solivagante
Age: tbd
Prompt:

[GhostxX]

Username: GhostDove
Cat Name: TBN (asking my friend name )
Gender: male
Rank: asking my friend to pick the role
Clan: NightClan
Age: 3
Prompt:

____ looked around wildly before running into a bush. What was that sound... Why did it sound like Stars Above Were falling on the down.. No not falling. Crashing. It sounded as though it was a really bad storm.. Except there was no rain... No thunder.. No lighting. Nothing but a loud wirring sound.

Weeeeerrrrrrrrowwwwwwwwww.... Weeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww......... Weeeeeeeeeeeeeererrrrrrrrrrrrrrowwwwwwwwwwwwww......
Weeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrowwwwwwwwww...
Weeeeeeeerrrrrrrrowwwww...
Weeerrrrowwwwww.

Terrifying siren like sounds mixed with the wirrring sound and then... He saw it.

Terrifying long clouds reaching from the stars to the ground moving swiftly and destructively, destroying anything in its path. It picked up the water around the island, splashing near him, almost like it was taunting him.

Come out... Come face me. Coward.. I am better than any of you, better then the earth itself. Hah. I'm the best. You coward

_____ could picture this... Thing saying this if it could speak. Then.. It came on land. It tore up trees like it was grass. The twolegs homes were nothing but twigs for this thing. The boulders near the mountains far away were nothing but toys for this thing. It was.... Indestructible. And then... It came for him. By now, a storm had come to bring chaos and terror and began to work with the thing. Causing an avalanche of ice pellates and raindrops as large as his head to fall down. Now in the shelter of his bush ____'s adrenalin finally kicked in. He started digging a deep hole in the ground, as deep as the wet grass let him.

You can't escape. Nothing escapes. Not even you. I will get you. A measly hole cannot save you. You will not survive

The thing taunted him as it sped towards him

Wirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
WIRRrrrrrrrrrrrr
WIRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

And then ____ jumped in the hole. Laying flat on his stomach, paws over his head. starclan save me he thought as the sound of the thing came closer.. And closer and closer. ___ could feel the wind rushing past him. At one point a ball of rocks, ice, branches, and twoleg stuff Slammed into a tree that was next to his tail and some of the sharp rocks and two leg stuff scratched up his tail. The thing got faster and faster and more infuriated throwing more and more things his way, rocks scratched up his face, and cut his paws. The storm, realizing the thing was mad, unleashed millions of ice balls the size of his head to hit him.

_____ had never been more thankful that he had his paws over his head then he was now. His paws were bleeding and on felt numb while th other stung like it was being dragged through hot coles, his head though was almost completely unscathed, other then the headaches, cuts and his head was throbbing. ___ didn't know how long he had been outside for, or what way it was to get back home.. Since everything was torn up. The thing, now farther away, ___ tried to get up. But as he got up, his paws almost immediately failed out on him. His best chance of getting somewhere safe was.. Even though he'd hate to admit it, was the twolegs place. As he crawled closer to the twolegs place he saw that there were lots of twolegs crawling out of holes in the ground, and helping others get out too. ___ remember seeing these red and white monsters that eat humans when they were hurt.. And there were so many here.. With healthy people helping to hurt get eaten. It was very chaotic.. Eventually a twoleg found him and took him to another twoleg, who helped heal him. After many.. Many.. Many failed escape attempted of trying to escape, __ finally escaped with the help of a cat named Maves (who told him that thing was called a tornado) and ran into the forest.


It felt so good to be in a forest. The trees that were trying to survive from the tornado were whispering with the wind, rabbits were looking for food to eat and... There were many.. Many.. Many NightClan cats just looking around. Filled with such happiness, __ ran over to one, Driftfeather was the cat, can gave them a hug, and to his surprise, she wasn't grumpy or mad she was... Crying.... "___ YOUR BACKGHHPHS" she sobbed her words slowly but surly getting more and unintelligible. "hey it's ok, don't worry I'm back.. No need to cry" he said comforting her. "We were lookingforyouhgvhb" she sobbed even though she calmed down a little. " yeah, I was stuck in the terrible storm, dont worry I'm ok." He said " here lets go home."


After that everyone was happy to see him, he explained what happened what what hail, tornadoes and anything else they asked about were. And now, as part of the apprentice training, everyone is qualified to know what to do if there was a tornado while they were inside camp, or outside.

[~Arokai*Rokujo~]

mark!!! my scorpio twin

[.sins.]

Username: .sins.
Cat Name: Beetle Claw
Gender: male
Rank: Guardian
Clan: Glacierclan
Age: 15 moons.
Prompt:

"Go on!" The taunts of his siblings and kit-hood friends came from below him. The wind roared in his ears as he looked down. There was no way, none, that he was gonna be able to get down. "One paw in front of the other and jump!" His vision tunneled. All he saw was the vague shapes of cats beneath him. A wobble of his legs brought him back to reality.

"Sand Cloud..." he trailed off, his lunch wanting to make a return visit to the outside world.

"Look at me," the light brown tom mewed. "You are too big for me to get you down. I've seen you run up a wall taller than this tree to land an attack on the best guardian in the clan. This tree, hey look, this tree is only five tail lengths." Beetle sat still, his breathing becoming slower, deeper, calmer. "If you get out of this tree, you can have first pick of the prey pile. don't worry about Eagle Stone, I'll deal with him."

With a shallow nod, Beetle closed his eyes, and let his paws guide him down the tree. He wasn't meant for the heights, but the clan required they all try for each position to find the best fit, and this wasn't it.



Moons had passed since then. He was now a newly appointed member of the guardians of the clan. A fighter, a defender, the first and last line of saving for the clan. His training was hard, he lost some loved ones along the way that he wasn't able to save. Some say it's part of the job, this leading to his reserved demeanor he now carried with him. He would do it all over again though, he wouldn't want anything to change what has happened. Starclan gave him a lesson for a reason.

[Wretched.Felidae]

Username: Wretched.Felidae
Cat Name: tbn
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Clan: unsure if they will go in Saguaro or Zenith <33
Age: 10 Years
Prompt: ..To fear yourself. [wip]

[Mercuré]

Username: Mercuré
Cat Name: Kitianga
Gender: male
Rank: Ntomi-Warrior
Clan: Spirits of the Mayombé
Age: ???? (50 moons)
Prompt:
Kitianga stood at the edge of the territory and looked down at his paws. Even only under the faint light of the moonlight he could see them trembling. Behind him, wilderness, a life left behind (thank god), cats that would be on his tail quickly if he didn’t start moving but in front of him… In front of him, a rushing river that swirled and churned in the dark night, but also a future. Kitianga looked down into the water lapping at the tips of his paws. Behind him he could hear the voices of cats, they’d be there soon.

He remembered being happy in that clan as a kit, genuinely, fully happy. But as he grew older he also remembeed slowly becoming disillusioned with it all. His leader (old leader now?) was cruel and unforgiving and he had made the decision that he didn’t want to be a part of it all anymore.

But that wasn’t an option.

To put it simply, runaways were not allowed, especially for a cat of his status. It was possible he could share information with whatever new clan he joined. That’s why he snuck away in the dark. Or, tried to at least. The cats would be near him soon… there was only one option

Without knowing what was ahead of him (perhaps something worse?) he jumped into the rich black river.

[ArithMedic]

Username: ArithMedic
Cat Name: Poison's Vast Sting
Gender: Tom
Rank: Constellation
Clan: Celestials
Age: As old as the known world
Prompt:
Poison was the eighth to be born, amidst the shifting between formless and form. He came into existence far from the rest and was the weakest that had yet been born as powers were claimed in birth order and he was the newest at that time. None of them were born with power innately, but their earliest decision would call the untamed powers of the budding universe to them.

Being powerless and alone, the tumultuousness around him was terrifying. Stars, waters, planets, and creatures came into an out of existence as his brethren guided the vagueness into being. He dodged the appearing things around him a few times before he gave up on that approach, lashing out at anything that came close.

He spent a long time in that way, the amount unknown because time had not yet been divided into hours, days, or years. His fearful conflict began to draw him in a certain direction. This direction led him to his brethren and they have give him a shape like theirs, a form that the First called "feline". The powers drawn by his actions joined him during the process, developing a poison-carrying tip on his tail, poison named after himself of course, which would react defensively in the form of offense.

Now that he had power, Poison created a creature in his own image, which he called a scorpion, to be his companion. He then worked with his brothers and sisters to finish giving a static form to the universe.