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Username: Lady raincloud
Cat Name: Stick
Clan: https://sta.sh/01e30dtzf9rl
Rank: Leader

Gender: Tom
Age: Adult
Description: A light amber tabby with a long shaded coat, they have slight odd eyes (the right eye is a more yellow tone than the left)

Other Features: None
Siblings: None Living

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[PeanutButterRum]

Readoption of this cat will be a slightly longer comp
This kitty seems to have an interest in plants, what plant or herb is their favorite. You must draw or write about this cat and the specific plant, you have complete freedom with your interpretation though.
You have a limit of 250 words and 1 piece of art, or 500 words, or 2 pieces of art. If you want to do a comic you have a limit of 6 panels and 1 sentence outside of the page, only to explain what the plant is.
ends on the 28th!

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Username: ☁Lady Raincloud☁
Cat's Name: Stick
Cat's gender: Male
Clan Thread: NocturneClan

Prompt:

"There are many things beautiful in this world, but among these is the grass." Says Stick. He speaks in a quiet, wistful tone, which his little nephews and nieces hang upon. They follow after him like attentive hound dogs following a scent.

"When I was a wee mite like you seven I hid among the grasses of my home. Yes I, among those tall greens, hid from many a danger! Your grandma would tell me 'Stick, lie down real flat, let the grasses weave about you but don't sneeze if they tickle, move in the direction they blow if somethin's chasing you, it'll confuse it'. And sure enough it did."

The kittens all mewed in unison and Stick purred as he waved them closer to him. He likes the grasses yes- but they could still get lost!

"Why once a big old pack of dogs came a hollering like the barn was up in flames and there I was! Stuck between a fence and them, it sure was scary. But I managed to duck under the fence- though my fur did tear a bit- and rushed right into the grasses! I kept what mother told me in mind and lost them... but"

He trailed off, pulling the smallest kit, Tommy, closer towards them again.

"I got lost for hours afterwards! Grass this tall can be both your friend or foe, heh, but at least there's plenty mice to feed you if you do get lost!"

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Username: Ajax
Cat's Name: StagLeap
Cat's gender: Tomcat
Clan Thread: Thistleclan

Prompt: Ivy
StagLeap was always fascinated with plants, they were so dynamic, could be as delicate as a blade of grass to as strong as a bramble bush. But really, he liked the delicacy most--specifically the beautiful simplicity of ivy, the very vines that grew along the entrance of the warriors den. They seemed to shield him from the sun, like mini protectors. And they felt so nice to rub up against! he almost always head butted the rocked in the morning to help wake himself up, and the ivy was always there for him too, as if a twoleg were petting him--not that he enjoyed twolegs of course! it was just he hadn't really be petted by a twoleg before and this was the closest he was willing to get. (129 words will do an art piece as well)

[mongrel]

username: Imaginary
name: Rosefall
gender: she-cat
age: 26 moons
clan: Hollowclan

prompt:
The sun began to rise over the mountains, and the rays hit her face in soft, welcoming warmth. Her hazel eyes slowly opened, and she stretched, the flowers moving and shifting underneath her to accommodate. A yawn escaped the young molly's mouth. Lazily spreading herself on the flowers, she laid on her back, enjoying the calm, peaceful morning sounds. Rose then realized her mother had said she'd be back at dawn - it was well past. She lay for a few moments longer, before she urged herself up onto her feet. She peered over the vast cliff their small camp was set up on, out to the field of alyssums that spread beyond.
"She's probably down there. Collecting flowers, I suppose," Rose quietly uttered to herself as she went.
She winded through the trees and pushed through small brush, making her way to the field she knew so well from her kithood of playing and learning in its protective flowers. It seemed to her that no corner of that field was unknown, at least by her. She essentially grew up in it, with her mother carefully supervising her and her sister.
Rose searched the flowers, convinced her mother was there. However, as she went, her hope dwindled sightly.
Until a drop of red on a petal caught her attention.
She continued on, and a flattened clearing in the flowers revealed a sight she could never unsee. Her mother lay in the flowers, her blood spattered across the flowers.
"Mama..."
The alyssums.
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username: iceypopCS
cat's name: bayfoot
cat's gender: tom
clan thread: fieldclan

prompt: "fever dreams"

bayfoot sat still on the fence, watching the golden grains of wheat as they swayed in the distance. the sun sat low on the horizon, bleeding its colors into the sky as its light began to drown, and the tabby's pale fur was ruffled in the wake. his eyes held an emptiness, a deep-rooted sorrow in their depths. there was a distance there, something impenetrable, unshakable.

minnowfeather kept her gaze locked on his face. loss had shocked all of them, the death of cricketleap an unexpected and heart-wrenching tragedy. the one who was damaged the most by it was bayfoot, after all--that much was clear on his features. the two had grown so close, had been so inseparable. any cat could have seen the love that had bloomed between them, the affection in their eyes, the way they laughed softly with one another late at night, the way the tips of their tails curled together as they walked side by side.

now, there was nothing.

she didn't have to ask if he was coming. she already knew that, without cricketleap, there was nothing for him to return to. his brother had been lost to the blackcough plague, his mother and father, those that he loved. he would never have gone back to the clan of the winds, but now he truly had nothing.

nothing but the fields of feverfew where he'd buried his love.

"...talk some sense into me." bayfoot whispered, his voice hoarse.

minnowfeather's face softened.

"...i can't, bayfoot. i can't make it hurt any less."

the pale tabby tipped his head back. his whiskers quivered, and he bared his teeth as he closed his eyes.

"where will you go, bayfoot?" the younger cat mewed, turning her head away.

"...somewhere where the meadows are wide open and green. where the trees don't obscure the sky, where the breeze can carry away the rains." he mewed, and his voice trembled with grief. "somewhere where the rabbits burrow and the crickets leap."

minnowfeather didn't look at him. she wanted to spare him that, at least. some dignity while he cried.

"...what shall i tell them, bayfoot?"

"tell them you buried us together in the feverfew." the former warrior got to his feet, and minnowfeather looked to the horizon behind them, where the pines met the sky. "side by side in the feverfew."

the she-cat nodded, and bayfoot dropped down into the grass on the other side of the fence. minnowfeather kept her back turned to him--she wouldn't watch him leave. she would tell his clan that he died with cricketleap, side by side, just as he'd ask. he'd be hailed as a hero, and the survivors of the expedition would keep this secret to themselves.

away into the sunset padded bayfoot, disappearing into the long, rolling grasses, the body of his love buried deep under the feverfew grove behind him.

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[weegeestar5]

Username: weegeestar5
Cat's Name: heatherflower
Cat's gender: male
Clan Thread: duskclan

Prompt:

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[Sunnyside]

Username: Sunnyside
Cat's Name: Honeydust
Cat's gender: she-cat
Clan Thread:

Prompt:
Honeydust has always had an affinity for anything that smelled good; flowers, herbs, anything really. Every morning, she would find a bright-smelling plant to roll in, getting it's scent all in her fur so she could bring it with her wherever she went. However, not all sweet-smelling things were equal in her mind. No, if Honeydust could find it, she much preferred the smell of lavender over anything else. That is, of course, until she met Ferretfur; then a new flower quickly claimed the top spot on her list.
She met Ferretfur one day on the border between their two clans. While she was hostile at first, the tom's charm quickly won her over. The next time she returned to the border where they'd met, there was a dead squirrel, with a primrose placed on top of it. Ferretfur's scent covered the area, so she knew it was him, leaving a gift for her. This gift-giving continued throughout their courtship, and became a symbol of their love. Needless to say, the primrose soon became her favourite flower

[PeanutButterRum]

Username: ☁Lady Raincloud☁
Cat's Name: Stick
Cat's gender: Male
Clan Thread: NocturneClan

Prompt:

"There are many things beautiful in this world, but among these is the grass." Says Stick. He speaks in a quiet, wistful tone, which his little nephews and nieces hang upon. They follow after him like attentive hound dogs following a scent.

"When I was a wee mite like you seven I hid among the grasses of my home. Yes I, among those tall greens, hid from many a danger! Your grandma would tell me 'Stick, lie down real flat, let the grasses weave about you but don't sneeze if they tickle, move in the direction they blow if somethin's chasing you, it'll confuse it'. And sure enough it did."

The kittens all mewed in unison and Stick purred as he waved them closer to him. He likes the grasses yes- but they could still get lost!

"Why once a big old pack of dogs came a hollering like the barn was up in flames and there I was! Stuck between a fence and them, it sure was scary. But I managed to duck under the fence- though my fur did tear a bit- and rushed right into the grasses! I kept what mother told me in mind and lost them... but"

He trailed off, pulling the smallest kit, Tommy, closer towards them again.

"I got lost for hours afterwards! Grass this tall can be both your friend or foe, heh, but at least there's plenty mice to feed you if you do get lost!"

This was adorable, normally I don't chose based on how cute it is but omg

Shout out to Imaginary for a pretty form as well

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YES Stick is now in rise! o: My boy. Thank you so much! Glad you thought it was cute. cx