
With everything that she's gone through- all the challenges of moving on from the life she lost in her youth, Bluebird is most thankful for the cats who are staying by her side. Her guild has grown relatively large since she founded it, and she couldn't thank her guild mates for sticking by her side when she needs them the most. She's also very thankful for the support she gets from other guilds, those who have allied with her own, and the constant encouragement and motivation she receives from the leaders of other guilds. Despite having regretted many things in the beginning, Bluebird is slowly becoming a little bit more accustomed to her life now.
Like his best friend, Magnus is thankful for the cats who constantly stick by his side and support him. He knows he can be a little overconfident and completely arrogant at times, and yet, there are those who acknowledge his flaws and yet still choose not to abandon him. He's especially thankful for Bluebird, his closest and dearest friend within the guild. Because despite a huge quarrel they had over his pride in the past, she refused to give up on him the way he didn't stop believing in her, even though she couldn't quite believe in herself.
Junco is thankful for the life she is still living to this day, the air which she still breathes, and the ground she is able to walk on. Having been in a plethora of life-threatening situations in her life, she is thankful that the angels of death have not taken her soul to roam amongst the descended souls in the Garth of the Undergrowth ( where she believes the souls of the deceased- or " descended " as she calls it -dwell ).
Barely escaping her troubled past, Branwen had to find a way to cope with the emotional distress she'd experienced. When she started her business as a hireable assassin, it was because she needed to find a living, and it had been a profession she could apply her skills and talents towards. It was a successful business, and many cats feared her for it. Now, she is most thankful for the kind cats within her guild who treat her as an actual individual and do not fear her for what she makes a living from. They treat her with the respect she deserves, and even with affection she has longed for since she left her life at the surface behind. She is most grateful to also have a loving partner who cares for her and sees her as an equal rather than a service to pay for.
Rufus is most grateful for his family's gift to him before he set out for the world; the enchanted telescope. It gives him a sense of connection to his family, and allows him to observe his passion- the stars. Because of it, he has become an avid star watcher, often sitting by Mikel or even on the larger cat's back as he observes the celestial bodies traverse through the open sky from the crack in the cave ceiling.
Mikel is thankful to the omniscient beings who granted him a new life and a new family. Only being with his grandmother when he'd been living on the surface, and yet having lost her made him think he wasn't destined to have a family he could call his own. And yet, fate had other plans for him, leading him to find the guild and the cats he is able to cherish, protect, and live amongst in the present.





“ My favorite dish is one that my father used to make for me back when I was still a kitten. He taught me to make it when I was around three revolutions old. ” Bluebird says merrily, taking out a ceramic bowl filled with what seems to be full-cream milk from over a low fire. “ It only takes a bit of cream, and some fresh berries. My favorite berries have to be the Nightblood and Moonbean berries. And I was lucky enough to spot them at the market earlier ! ” She says cheerfully, taking a pawful of little fruits- one of the kinds of berries was dark with a light purple sheen, coming in different rounded shapes; and the other kind of berries seemed to be little translucent grey spheres, with some sort of prismatic blue and yellow liquid in the centers. She smiled merrily and dropped them into the bowl of cream she levitated by her side. “ The warm cream and the mix of these sour and sweet flavors are just lovely ! They've been a great comfort to me during the cold seasons ever since I was a little kitten. ”
“ Hm ? You're asking about the food I eat to keep warm ? ” Magnus huffs and puts a paw to his chin. “ I've never really been bothered by the cold, so I don't usually need anything to ' warm me up. ' But I do have a dish I find especially delectable during the cold season. ” He flashes his fangs in a smile, and wanders into his personal quarters- coming out a moment later with what appears to be a minuscule limp reptile in his claws. “ This is a Firescud. Don't you worry about the species being endangered ! They're like ants in regards to their population- some are even considered as pests, since they like to feast on wood as their life fuel. These little guys pack a punch, and aren't really eaten by most cats, since their flame pouches hold a lot of fire for being so small, and can cause serious internal burns. But I've never had that as a problem. ” Magnus shrugs and pops the tiny Firescud into his mouth, a visible burst of flame seeping from his jaw when he chewed. It really did not bother him, and he chuckles as he confesses that they're more of an all-year-round snack than a winter-comfort food.
Junco turns her head towards the merchant's stall, raising an eyebrow at their goods' prices. “ You're telling me that these little bunches of basil are worth a hundred coins ? ” She says calmly, but the shopkeeper can sense the hiss building in her throat. “ Y-Yes, ma'am. They are. ” Junco rolls her eyes and sighs. “ I suppose that your harvest has not been going very well because of the cold season then ? ” She asks, clutching a bunch of oregano stalks bound together. “ Well then get a proper mage and enchant your crops, ” Junco says bluntly and smiles at the young she-cat running the stall. “ It will be worth it, I promise you. ” She leaves without purchasing anything and heads towards her guild. “ Herbs in the marketplace are so highly-priced nowadays, and some cats still don't think to enchant their gardens to prosper all throughout the year, or they're simply hiding them. ” She purrs. “ It's a good thing Bluebird and young Rufus were willing to enchant my personal bed of herbs, so I can make my favorite roasted sparrows throughout the cold season. They're savory and smell wonderful thanks to the herbs. And Rufus certainly loves them as well. ” She says with a smile and places a number of the skewered treats over a fire she started by the side of the cave.
“ Just a simple hot mint tea is enough to get me warmed-up. ” Branwen says quietly, bringing a little cup of of the said drink to her lips and taking a sip of its steaming contents. “ But if we're talking about solid food, I say that glutinous rice balls in taro-based soup served hot is the way to go. ” She gives a small smile and turns to her mint tea, once again taking a sip.
Rufus chuckles and exclaims with a big smile: “ Junco's roasted sparrows are the best ! ” He purrs happily and giddily bounces towards the older she-cat, plopping down on his haunches to watch as she slowly takes one of the skewers from over the small fire and offers it to him. “ Thank you, Junco ! These look delicious as always ! I'm especially happy that you make them during this time of cold. ” He says giddily, and before Junco can warn him to be careful of the heat from the freshly cooked treat, he sinks his fangs into the meat and immediately burns his mouth, yelping in pain as Junco sighs and rushes to get him some cooling salve for his burnt tongue.
“ My favorite dish is- well, was a classic prepared by my grandmother. ” The large tom purrs, reminiscing of his peaceful past when he still lived with her on the surface. “ It's a simple home-cooked blend of mashed vegetables- they would vary based on how well our crops grew that season -and some cattle meat slow-roasted with a special secret sauce she used to make. She only shared that recipe with me. ” He puffed out his chest with a bit of pride at his claim. “ Sometimes, she'd even ask me to pick my favorite edible flowers to top it off ! Of course, there wouldn't be a lot growing in the cold season, but I'd manage to snag some Iceeye flowers and some wild Pansies, since they'd be growing even in the chilly weather. Yiayia would be so proud of me when I'd come back with her favorite Iceeyes ! They're quite cold to the tongue and have a bit of a lingering cooling effect like when you chew mint up and swallow. But they weren't minty at all ! She loved those, and they went wonderfully with the warm, hearty flavors of the roasted meat.” It seemed that this usually quiet cat definitely doesn't hesitate to talk when it comes to the life he'd led with his grandmother. “ I'm thankful that Bluebird takes the time to come with me to the market to buy the ingredients I need to complete it. ” He says with a smile and turns back to the slow-roasting meat he had been tending to.





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