[razr]

partner adopt with #3613
this cat is part of a style swap with feverrr - their accessories are based on the achillean flag <3

hmm.. seems like there’s been a bit of a mix up and these cats aren't where they're supposed to be!!
tell us about another time these two have been involved in a mix up!

ends at rollover from august 15 > 16

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Description: blue silver rosette tabby with low white and blue-green eyes
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[nr] expression, accessories
[c] eye shape, eyelashes, whiskers, ear tufts
[uc] med fur, heterochromia, long tail
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[kyeza]

marking bc i CANT DECIDE. literallt stop

[Hazelfang]

Oops marked the wrong one! 💖

[néktar]

Username: néktar | Partner's Username: thelabradorr
Cat Name: amor | Gender: tom | Rank: celestial | Clan: marbleclan | Age: unknown and long forgotten

body — ✧ — soul

In the liminal space between the mortal and spirit worlds, two feline guardians uphold the sacred balance of existence. This ethereal domain, a blend of delicate hues and shifting shadows, serves as the crossroads for souls journeying between life and death. Here, bioluminescent flora casts a soft, otherworldly glow, illuminating paths that meander through misty forests and over crystalline streams.

Tarot, the Guardian of Passage, thrives in this transient realm. With fur as fiery as a comet and eyes that sparkle like stardust, she exudes an aura of vitality and urgency. Tarot's duty is to guide souls to their mortal forms, a task requiring swift decisions and unwavering confidence. Her presence is electric, energizing the spirits she encounters and propelling them towards their new beginnings with decisive grace.

Contrasting her vibrancy is Amor, the Sentinel of Rest. His fur, a tranquil silver that catches the light like moonbeams on water, reflects his calm and composed nature. Amor's role is to shepherd souls to their eternal slumber, ensuring they find peace in the afterlife. With meticulous attention to detail and an infinite well of patience, he soothes weary spirits, gently guiding them to their final resting place. His realm is a sanctuary of stillness, where every leaf and petal whispers of eternal peace.

Despite their differing duties, Tarot and Amor share a deep, unspoken bond. They understand that their roles, though opposite, are intertwined; both are essential to maintaining the equilibrium of the realms. They often cross paths in the twilight, exchanging nods of mutual respect and silent acknowledgment of their shared purpose.

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the night air carried with it an unusual sense of unease as the lunar eclipse began it cast an otherworldly hue over the eternal twilight of their realm. The sky, usually a canvas of twinkling stars and the ever-soft glow of dusk became a tapestry of deep indigo and silver — the moon slowly being consumed by the gaping shadow of the earth. the anticipation rose as the bioluminescent flora glowed with a heightened intensity, as if in reverence to the celestial event unfolding in the heavens above.

in a field of luminescent white and violet flowers was amor, sitting serenely, his silvery fur shimmering under the moon's ethereal glow. his tranquility and meticulous attention were focused on the spirits that wandered about him, ensuring they found peace in the presence of this rare spectacle. nearby, at the edge of the crystal-clear stream, stood the vigilant tarot, with her fiery pelt and amber eyes reflecting the lunar light. she watched the eclipse with what seemed to be awe though her posture and slightly raised hackles suggested otherwise.

they pair watched at the eclipse reached its zenith, just as the darkness swallowed the last sliver of moonlight a blinding light erupted from the moon, bathing the realm in a radiant, pulsating glow. swallowed with this light were amor and tarot — their forms merging in the brilliance and imbued with celestial energy. as the blinding luminescence subsided, the one became two and they found themselves laying in the field, disoriented and weak.

amor's breath was heavy and shallow, his eyes hurt really bad and felt... off. the tom awoke with a start, his usually quiet and still mind was now filled with sea of vigor and newfound intensity. he felt an uncharacteristic surge of strength coursing through his entire body. stumbling to his paws, he found, to his horror, tarot's glowing amber eyes reflected back at him in the crystal stream. with this discovery the realization his him like a bolt of lightning — they had swapped bodies.

confusion and dread clawed at their souls. amor, now in tarot's body, felt the weight of her impulsive energy and strength. he struggled to control the powerful ebb and flow of emotions, the urge to act swiftly and without thought tugged at his very core. amor's diligent poise he once took pride in was buried under and torrent of fiery impulses. their duties, which were once clear and well-defined, now seemed daunting. amor, looking to the restless souls that needed swift passage to earth, he doubted his ability to harness the necessary strength and quick decision-making of tarot's role.

under the surreal light of the eclipse, their distressed gazes met. in that moment of shared disorientation, they understood the gravity of their predicament. this rare lunar eclipse had not only swapped their physical forms but also their destinies. in order to restore the balance and fulfill their sacredly given duties, they would need to embody their new roles and learn the virtues they had previously turned a blind eye to.

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the glade, the same as it had ever been, but now these two well-known cats moved with uncharacteristic hesitation. their paws quaking from these unfamiliar emotions.

amor, in tarot's vibrant and robust body, faced a new challenge aside from just his insides melting with impatience. he stood at the brink of the mortal realm, a spirit, a radiant orb of boundless energy, swirled around him. The unborn kitten soul, going by the name of quillon — as amor discovered from his incessant mewling, exuded a palpable eagerness. a soul that was truly ready to leap into the world of the living.

amor's heart ached with responsibility as he gazed at the kitten soul, zipping about the glowing flora, playing and giggling as he watched the pollen shake onto the grass and leaves. amor needed to harness the strength and decisiveness that tarot wielded so effortlessly, he had watched her work for eons, yet he cannot fathom how she does a single thing. he gazed at the precipice before him, each time he tried to shake off this unease and "go with the flow" he found doubt and hesitation clouding his judgement. the physicality of tarot's body, it's strength and agility, felt foreign and overwhelming.

quillon had since tired of the flowers and came to float beside amor's head, his spirit flickering with impatience, sensing amor's inner turmoil. "we must hurry! i am ready to be born, my body is waiting for me!" his voice, though young and lively, carried with it an urgency that rang throughout the realm. amor felt his fur flush with embarrassment underneath tarot's fur.

amor clenched his jaw tight, summoning every ounce of courage he could muster. he attempted to leap forward, to bridge the gap between realms with the swiftness of required of the task. his movements, although powerful, lacked the confidence and precision necessary. he stumbled and the energy around him wavered, sending him back to the ethereal plain. he huffed in a pile of muscle and amber fur, his spine tingled as he regained his footing, staring once more at the aperture before him.

The scene, painted in an eerie twighlight, was one of contrasting struggles. tarot working hard to strive for precision and calm, and amor, battling to gain mastery of strength and decisiveness. The frustration in the air was thick enough to swim in, the near-misses and surreal fear of failure, creating and symphony of emotions that resonated deeply within them.

In this moment of shared vulnerability, tarot and amor glimpsed the enormity of their tasks. they understood that to succeed, they needed more than just their own skills; they needed to truly embody the qualities of the other.

[blkberry]

marking

[Wretched.Felidae]

Username: Wretched.Felidae
Partner's Username: Hazelfang
Cat Name: Moon’Lichen
Gender: Male
Rank: Loner
Clan: Zenith
Age:
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[literal.swag.]

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[Mimu]

mark !

[Ember the Wolf]

-Dropping bc i was unable to find a partner ;-; -

[dimi.]

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Username: dimi.
Partner's Username: Sushifoxx
Cat Name: Lily
Gender: Female
Rank: Rogue
Clan: Heart of Decay
Age: 2 years
Prompt: Click the image to be taken
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