[canadianhowl]

does this cat have a favorite memory from when they were a kit?

ends 3/11 at 11:59pm MST

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[olivionary]

Username: olivionary
Cat Name: Cream
Gender: Female
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Ivy Hollow
Age: 2 years old
Explanation:
Cream lived in a shelter before being adopted by a young family alongside another unrelated kitten, Peaches. During their time with the family they were a dynamic duo, rambunctious and loud as they sped around house and tore up the curtains. While their time with the family didn't end well, they were thrown out in the woods behind the house by the parents of the doting children, some of Cream's favourite memories with Peaches took place during this time.
The Mouse Invasion ranks as Cream's favourite memory of being a kit with Peaches. It's nothing particularly special, but the children were excited and all four of them had fun together. The kids had gathered up a box full of plush mice and catnip toys. While the kittens played with a toy on a string, the kids prepared for the big moment!
"PEACHES AND CREAM VERSUS THE MOUSE INVASION!" The kids would shout before dumping out the small soft toys over the kittens. Cream remembers how confused she was and how she didn't know which of the toys she should play with first. Peaches and Cream rolled in the toys, kicking and clawing at them as they rocked back and forth. Cream remembers looking at Peaches and both having big, dopey grins on their faces: they were happy and they felt loved. Cream remembers the kids trying to making 'mouse angels', but they didn't quite have enough mice to pull it off.
She doesn't blame the children for what happened in the end and still feels a lot of love for them. Cream wonders whether she'll ever feel as loved as she did by those children again.

[Macabre.]

Username: Macabre.
Cat Name: MouseLeap
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Clan: BirchClan
Age:4 years
Explanation:

Under the slowly dimming sky of a late, humid summer night. MouseKit and his siblings were chasing fireflies in the darkening twilight. Laughter echoed in the air as they darted through the tall grass of the meadow at BirchClans entrance, tiny bugs flickering, illuminating the air. The soft hum of the crickets filled the air. Their tiny paws trampled the damp grass as they pounced and leaped, paws outstretched trying to grasp the tiny light up bugs. MouseKit and his siblings roaring with laughter whenever they managed to catch one. MouseKit was filled with joy spending this special moment of fun with his siblings. Even now as warriors, MouseLeap and his littermates will still spend a late evening chasing fireflies in the meadow.

[Pinky*]

Username: Pinky*
Cat Name: Hawkfeather
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: CoalClan
Age: 22 moons
Explanation: The scent of pond algae always makes Hawlfeather remember his dad showing him how to pounce frogs. "Stay out of the mud," his father warned, "or they'll hear your paws all the way 'cross the pond." So, side by side they stalked along the grassy bank of a slimy green pond until the biggest bullfrog either of them had ever seen leaped onto the bank not 10 yards away. They both slunk down instinctively, and Hawkfeather took a bold step- "Son!" His dad yelled in a whisper, but too late. His clumsy paw squelched in the slimy mud and the frog leaped away with a hefty splash back into the pond.

"Now-" His father started, sputtering in an attempt to master his frustration in front of his son. He bit his tongue and made to kick at the mud, but slipped instead and went with comical flailing into the murky emerald water. Rising slowly out of the muck like a frog himself, his father let loose: "STARS ABOVE, HAWKIE! Watch whatcher DOIN'!" Hawkfeather had watched the scene with a straight face that cracked with nervous chuckles until he shattered into uproarious laughter, to which his father eventually softened and joined.

Now that he's grown, Hawkfeather thinks fondly on that event, the way his father apologized afterward, and the way he smiled good-naturedly every time he retold the story to anyone who would listen.

[crowful]

Username: crowful
Cat Name: Parsleywhisker
Gender: male; he/they
Rank: warrior
Clan: remnants of the valley clans
Age: 4 years
Explanation:

While playing near the cliff face that marked the camp's northern border, Parsleykit and his brother Sagekit had discovered a place where the cracks in the stone walls grew large enough to allow them to slip their heads inside comfortably. Being barely two moons old, the siblings could not resist their curiosity and investigated every crevice, not knowing what they were hoping to find, but searching for it nonetheless.
Sagekit yelped loudly, beckoning his brother to come over. The spotted kit turned towards the sound, but couldn’t see his sibling – until his head emerged from the rock right in front of Parsleykit’s nose. Sagekit slipped out completely so he could show his brother what he had discovered: A tunnel in the stone, just big enough for a tiny kit like them to crawl through. After a few mouse lengths, it opened up into a cave – no more than a small hole, really. It would be a snug fit for an apprentice but was spacious enough for the brothers. With a shared glance, they could tell they had thought of the same thing and excitedly started making plans after vocalizing their idea.
They intended to build themselves a sanctuary inside the cave, hidden from the rest of the clan, a place just for the two of them to share. With great enthusiasm they began their work: Sagekit, the stronger and more energetic one, procured all the needed materials, searching every corner of the camp tirelessly. Meanwhile, Parsleykit took over the task that required the patience and careful touch his brother lacked. His tiny paws worked eagerly, weaving sticks, mosses, leaves and ferns together until the walls of their little hideaway were tightly insulated and the floor was cushioned with soft bedding.
Sometimes they felt the gaze of their mother on them, watching their antics amusedly, as well as the occasional curious glance from a fellow clan member. Whenever they noticed, Parsleykit would slink back into the darkness of the cavern while Sagekit quickly hid behind the nearest rock or fern; both of them were convinced they were being discreet enough to have their plans go unnoticed.
As the sun dipped low in the sky, casting a golden glow upon the camp, the brothers reveled in the completion of their hard work. They curled up inside their secret haven, completely satisfied. Nestled within the warm embrace of the sanctuary walls, Parsleykit and Sagekit began drifting off into slumber, the exhaustion of the day settling in. And as sleep claimed him, Parsleykit felt content knowing that this secret corner of the world belonged just to them.

[Ember the Wolf]

Username: Ember The Wolf
Cat Name:Sparrowheart
Gender:Female
Rank:Warrior
Clan: Willowclan
Age: 4 years
Explanation:

Sparrowheart sighed as she watched her brothers, They had both grown so much, Hawkmoth had achieved his dream of becoming the deputy, and Vulturewing was expecting his first litter of kits any day now. She almost felt left behind in a way. Seeing Vulturewing fawn over Frostleaf made her wish she had a mate of her own. Sighing heavily she curled up in the shade and thought back fondly to when they were younger

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Sparrowkit huffed and stamped her paw "I said I wanted to go first!" she squeaked and her brothers both flattened their ears. Hawkkit turned around and scowled at her "And I said you're too small to go first, I have to make sure that you won't fall and get hurt" he said seriously. Sparrowhit huffed and rolled her eyes before following her brother, struggling to climb the small ledge. She squeaked softly when she felt Vulturekit push her up wordlessly and looked back at him fondly before chasing after Hawkkit who had taken the lead. They tromped along the ledge circling the camp for a bit and hopped down to investigate a small dip in the rock where water had collected. They spent the whole day like this, wandering around and investigating the riverbed together, Both of her brothers checking on her and making sure she could keep up. When they went to bed that night, Sparrowkit snuggled safely between the two of then she purred happily hopeful that she was always this close with her brothers.

[canadianhowl]

Username: Pinky*
Cat Name: Hawkfeather
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: CoalClan
Age: 22 moons
Explanation: -snip-

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