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Second Chance Shelter is a dog and cat rescue where you can come to find a new member of your family. We rescue and rehabilitate dogs and cats of all shapes and sizes so they may have the chance to be placed into a caring home. All of our animals are special and deserve a chance to be happy with an owner that will care for them. The question is: are you ready to love them?

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This feral cat was caught after various citizens noticed continuing deterioration of their health over a week and called the shelter to help. After being brought to the shelter and contained for about an hour or two in a containment kennel, they seemed to calm down a bit, only really having some nervous/angry tail movement when we poked and prodded at various areas. We've determined this cat is in their latter years of life but certainly doesn't seem to be in pain when moving around. After a few treatments for their illnesses, determining that they will never gain sight in their right eye again, they are ready to go to a new home.
PROMPT: This cat, after being taken home by their new owner, had been avoiding their owner for a while. However- a certain instance changed their grumpy avoidance to being open and willing to come up to people, along with being social with other pets. Question is- What is that event? [Word limit 50 min- 700 max] My Extra Policy
>You CANNOT have-
-this event directly based on the owner or the owner's actions. This may include other people the owner is associated with (friends, family, ect.)
-this based on food, treats or other comforts/luxuries (cool new bed/toys, collars, ect.)
-this based before they cannonly are in their new home (foster home before coming home is an exception)
-this 100% fantasy based. Partial realism in the writing is acceptable (animals talking to eachother, dreams, ect.), though i prefer as close to realistic scenarios as possible

Username: Nanorat
Name: Baron
Sex: Male
Collar: Simple brown
Prompt:
It was observing a family of mice than made Baron open up.
He was sitting on a window, distanced for all the family members, and observed as late in evening, a small family of mice crawled out of their hideout. Normally Baron would be after trying to catch them, but thick glass separated him from the prey this time, so he sat back observing. It was a momma mouse and her three kits. They scurried over to the edge of the yard, keeping close to the fence to not be seen, but although one eyed, Baron was still a keen cat and didnt loose them from sight. In the corner of the yard, near the flipped over flower pot where they felt safe, the mice stopped for a little family moment. Mother mouse gently groomed her kits, neating their fur and calming them down.
Observing this simple scene suddenly made Baron recall his own kittenhood, when his feral cat mom groomed him in their safe, comfortable den. He felt bitterly lonely and suddenly craving to re-live that feeling again, the company, the warmth, the love. He observed the mice, mesmerised by them and his own thoughts, untill they finally slipped in a crack under the flower pot into the street. After that, he stood up in silence and slowly walked over to the human that adopted him. A warm hand pat him on the head, and he, for the first time in many years, purred like a kitten.

Genes
#717 Domestic Longhair
'Black Mackerel Tabby with High White'
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*this pet's scars and right blind eye are not due to genetics and therefore cannot be bred into offspring!
*this pet is old in age and likely has poor eyesight/hearing and suffer multiple health issues!
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[saraphena]

Username:
saraphena

Name:
hurricane

Sex:
male

Collar:
tbd

Prompt:
- runs away from home after a fight with another cat due to jealousy
- comes face to face with danger
- get's dragged into an almost fatal instant
- owner and the other cat come and save him
- he learns humans aren't so bad after all
(big wip, will work on it more)

res/mark!

[SpartanAmethyst]

Username:
Name:
Sex:
Collar:
Prompt:

He discovered this glorious thing called PETTING.
Res with scared of human hands

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Slight change to the prompt! Please re-read it to make sure your idea still works!

[ℋoney]

Username: (ωнιѕρєя)
Name: Chianti
Sex: male
Collar: scratched leather with his name and vets # x (instead of mochachino it would have his name)
Prompt:

[Cutieduckpie]

They're so soft Rei I have no words <3
Good luck to everyone entering and if you need relationships PM me <3

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bump

[DiamondDogg]

Username: DiamondDogg
Name: Cocoa
Sex: Male
Collar: #0581e4

Prompt: - snip-

may drop~

[Nanorat]

Username: Nanorat
Name: Baron
Sex: Male
Collar: Simple brown
Prompt:
It was observing a family of mice than made Baron open up.
He was sitting on a window, distanced for all the family members, and observed as late in evening, a small family of mice crawled out of their hideout. Normally Baron would be after trying to catch them, but thick glass separated him from the prey this time, so he sat back observing. It was a momma mouse and her three kits. They scurried over to the edge of the yard, keeping close to the fence to not be seen, but although one eyed, Baron was still a keen cat and didnt loose them from sight. In the corner of the yard, near the flipped over flower pot where they felt safe, the mice stopped for a little family moment. Mother mouse gently groomed her kits, neating their fur and calming them down.
Observing this simple scene suddenly made Baron recall his own kittenhood, when his feral cat mom groomed him in their safe, comfortable den. He felt bitterly lonely and suddenly craving to re-live that feeling again, the company, the warmth, the love. He observed the mice, mesmerised by them and his own thoughts, untill they finally slipped in a crack under the flower pot into the street. After that, he stood up in silence and slowly walked over to the human that adopted him. A warm hand pat him on the head, and he, for the first time in many years, purred like a kitten.

[mongrel]

username: imaginary
name: frankie
sex: male
collar: x
prompt: he'd never been a nice cat. frankie. he'd been feral all his life. he'd never known the touch of someone who loved him or the affectionate tongue of his mother. his ears had never heard a purr - only the exchange of hisses and the sounds of pain. he'd learned the hard way not to trust others, especially not the humans. they brought only death.
until they brought him wisteria.
frankie, for a good few months, spent his time hiding under the bed and sneaking into cabinets whenever possible. he hissed whenever someone came too close, and lashed out at any who approached him on his blind side. it was the similarities wisteria shared with him that drew him to the cat. she reminded him of himself.

it somewhat surprised him that he'd only noticed the pawsteps until they were a few feet from his hiding spot under the human bed. his hearing must be going. great. another thing to have to accommodate for.
regardless, his focus was an the unwanted company he now had.
"hey grump."
frankie responded with a low growl. "wisteria."
"come out from under the bed. it's been days. at least show them you're not dead," she meowed, trying to appease the older cat. "i'll give you a tour. or something. all you've seen is the behinds of sodas and dark corners in pantries."
he hesitated for a few moments, before reluctantly climbing out from the quiet darkness.
"alright, kiddo, show me around. these people better be as great as you make em out to be."