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What is this cat's favorite memory related to night time?
Ends rollover from the 26th -> 27th

Cat Info
Username: mahogany
Name: Lointaine "Taine" (pronounced "ten")
Gender: Taine's gender has been described as the distant, feminine, mystical songs of the entertainers that practice in the snowy mountains, faded softly through bouncing and flowing echoes, almost like a sparkling river of sound cutting through the sky (although entirely disconnected from the aurora borealis). uses any pronouns, but prefers ones related to spirits (other/worldly), distance (here/far), music (note/melo(dy)), the atmosphere (clear/chill, like the weather or temperature), or femininity (she/shy. DOES NOT use shi/hir, Taine isn't intersex)
Rank: Bookbinder (Dreamer, wants to be an Entertainer) -> Fairgoer - Entertainer
Storage Link: Morphos
Description: Cyan, blue and purple northern lights with star freckles and black trees.
Edits: nr: Fur edits, ear tufts

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[BingoDingo03]

Username: BingoDingo03
Name: Boreal
Gender: unknown (genderless probably)
Rank: ???
Storage Link: something lurks
Prompt:
wip

[mahogany]

Username: mahogany
Name: Lointaine "Taine" (pronounced "ten")
Gender: Taine's gender has been described as the distant, feminine, mystical songs of the entertainers that practice in the snowy mountains, faded softly through bouncing and flowing echoes, almost like a sparkling river of sound cutting through the sky (although entirely disconnected from the aurora borealis). uses any pronouns, but prefers ones related to spirits (other/worldly), distance (here/far), music (note/melo(dy)), the atmosphere (clear/chill, like the weather or temperature), or femininity (she/shy. DOES NOT use shi/hir, Taine isn't intersex)
Rank: Bookbinder (Dreamer, wants to be an Entertainer) -> Fairgoer - Entertainer
Storage Link: Morphos
Prompt: Presentation is everything to Lointaine. Small, intricate details, cautiously scratched into rock and fiber, indigo water filling the crevices, a soft yellow tint made with love and time -- everything to make the craft worth it. The face of an angel, a constellation you pray to -

There■■■■■■■■■■is a
■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■new arrival■■h■■■e■■■■■■■calls Himself■■vi
■■■■b■■■■■■rant,■■■■■■■introduced Himself with
the gentle press of a k■■■■is■■■■s to a■■■■■temple
■bold■■■■■■■■■■welcome!■■■■■■■■His
■■blood■■■■is blue
and■■■■■Your world is■■■■■■■■dying as you■■■■■run
■■■■east,

He is■■■■■■■■■■■■■dead now,■■■■■under you■■r■■■own■■■■p
aws■■■■■■, h■■■■■■es■■■■■g one■■■to■■so■■■■i l
■■■■■■■■■■■■■■and
bones■■■■■■■to■■■o■■■■■far away
■■■■■■■■He is■■■■■■beneath
the■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■dirt
Lointaine cares about presentation-
Lointaine doesn't care about presentation. Making books full of words worldly doesn't believe isn't something that matters when-
Lointaine doesn't care about presentation. Making books full of words wordly believes-
Lointaine doesn't care about presentation. Making-
Lointaine doesn't care. Making books is just a job. Just a job that used to bring dist so much pride, joy-
Lointaine doesn't care. Lointaine doesn't care at all-
Lointaine-
Lointaine was renamed by-
Lointaine named frontself with assurance from-
Lointaine doesn't care about presentation-
Lointaine doesn't care-
Lointaine cares-
Lointaine is a charmer-
Lointaine makes blackout poetry from the texts mel used to copy down with ink, blue ink, navy blue ink, and bindings, red bindings, crimson red bindings. Lointaine presses a watercolor brush to paper edges and watches it bleed.
Taine knew a boy named VIBRANT. His name was written in capitals. He came from the capital.
Taine is a-
Taine-
Taine is-
Taine and VIBRANT were one another. Taine and VIBRANT were something more. Taine watched VIBRANT fade. Taine said nothing. What was there to say?

"-taine? Lointaine?"

"This is- that's me."

"Wonderful. Now, dear, you take care in there."

"I- yeah, yeah, sure."

"...Thank you again. This means a lot to me."

"Honey, I understand. All kinds of girls come around here to say a final goodbye."

"...You don't owe him anything."

"I know I don't know you. I know we've never met."

"But I know a hundred girls like you."

"Left behind in a world you can finally live in, right?"

"Right... That's exactly, I mean- You're... right."

"Once you leave the city, if that's even where you come from,"

"Never come back. Girlie, I never want to see your face again."

"You know what I'm saying?"

"I do. I do, I do, I do. Thank you. Thank you, ma'am."

"You're welcome, love."

"And, Lointaine?"

"Leave two boys in that grave."

Lointaine was visiting VIBRANT's grave in the dead of night. The wind was still. The soil was cold. His cinnamon-dusk-nightfall-light-eyecatching-memorable-sweet-tabby-soft-VIBRANT coat with twin sets of twin tails-
VIBRANT was deep under the same soil Taine stood on. VIBRANT was not coming home tonight. VIBRANT was not coming home the night after. Or the night after. Or the night after.
Taine...
was happy.

The bitter tang of cobalt blood made everything feel okay again. Taine sat on that grave and cried until she couldn't breathe.

Tears of joy. Tears of relief. Tears of freedom. She could bleed red again. She could get up from the ground. The chill of lowercase letters fell over him.

Presentation is everything to Lointaine. Bold, brave performances, swirled over rock and fiber, mulberry water streaking through the crevices, a soft teal tint made with healing and impulse -- everything to make the craft worth it. The face of a devil, one everybody believed, was settled on a stone she carved herself, miles away from the Fairgrounds. Morphos felt like home. She had a support system again. The world, ironically, felt vibrant again. Taine sat down on the ridge, tucked chills tail over her paws, and watched the constellations blink into the existing dusk. This far north, something magical happened.
Taine watched temps own fur wind itself through the sky, green and blue and purple speckled with stars, constellations... The stars felt like Taine again. Not like him. The stars felt like her again.
Taine felt like her again, sitting and watching that aurora in the still, quiet night. Taine didn't feel like the blue-blood boy's shadow of a boyfriend. Taine didn't feel like a boy. Taine didn't feel like the world would fall down around melody if mel spoke wrong, moved wrong, let anyone know shy didn't feel like being called their son-boy-husband-boyfriend-man-dude-bro. Under that aurora, with two boys together in a grave far away, Lointaine felt like her again.

(little bonus doodle of her reaching for the stars)

[SkyWishes21]

marking, will be back ehehe

[DevinWyldeheart]

Username: DevinWyldeheart
Name: AuroraWeaver
Gender: Genderfluid (He/They/She)
Rank: Kit-watcher
Storage Link: Comet Clan
Prompt:
It was a calm night, quiet enough that AuroraWeaver was sure they could hear the breathing of other cats in their dens clear across the camp. The stars shone bright through gaps in the branches above, their glimmering light just faraway specks beyond the clouds. AuroraWeaver loved nights like this. A sigh escaped their muzzle, they still couldn't sleep. Frustrated, AuroraWeaver nudged one of their closer clanmates in the den and hissed in a whisper, “Wake up, NightSky.” NightSky stirred briefly, but didn't seem to wake. So, AuroraWeaver decided they would have to find their own way to get to sleep. With a stretch, they stepped quietly from their soft nest, headed out of the den, and made their way silently out of the camp. No cat stopped them, so AuroraWeaver climbed a path up the rocks near the edge of the mountains, doing some late night exploring.

The rocks were cold and smooth against their paws, and they shivered a little at the sensation. Looking up, they could see an outcropping of stone which jutted out from the mountainside a bit higher up. It seemed as if it would be a good place to sit and watch the stars above. Jumping up, their claws scrabbled on the rock briefly as AuroraWeaver landed, sending loose small stones tumbling down. They regained their footing though, and curled up, tail around their paws, to observe the night above.

It was much easier to see the shimmering stars here, and the beautiful view elicited an awed gasp from AuroraWeaver. They'd seen stars before of course, but it was never this bright and clear from within the camp. A shooting star traveled quickly across the dark expanse of the sky then, followed by several others, and AuroraWeaver's eyes shone with excitement at the glittering celestial sight. They spent the night watching the sky until they eventually fell asleep. It was a night they would treasure. The spot on the rocks they'd found became AuroraWeaver's special star-watching spot from that point, but they still held the memory of that first night closest.

[DragonSnake]

Username: mahogany
Name: Lointaine "Taine" (pronounced "ten")
Gender: Taine's gender has been described as the distant, feminine, mystical songs of the entertainers that practice in the snowy mountains, faded softly through bouncing and flowing echoes, almost like a sparkling river of sound cutting through the sky (although entirely disconnected from the aurora borealis). uses any pronouns, but prefers ones related to spirits (other/worldly), distance (here/far), music (note/melo(dy)), the atmosphere (clear/chill, like the weather or temperature), or femininity (she/shy. DOES NOT use shi/hir, Taine isn't intersex)
Rank: Bookbinder (Dreamer, wants to be an Entertainer) -> Fairgoer - Entertainer
Storage Link: Morphos
Prompt: -snip-

Thank you so much for your entry! I decided for this cat to go to you, because I was impressed by your use of blackout poetry and I liked how you described Lointaine's reinvention of herself underneath the stars. The juxtaposition of the best moment of their life with someone else's death.

I'm also going to award 10 seeds as an honorable mention to DevnWyldeHeart!

[mahogany]

YIPPEE thank you so much sneek <3 I'm so glad that final message came through clearly, and I'm so chuffed that you liked my kitty :3 Congrats to DevinWyldeheart for the seeds!!!

[DevinWyldeheart]

Ah! Thank you for the seeds! Also, congrats on Lointaine, Maho!