✦ Stars Catvent 2022

[DiamondDogg]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: cloudeddiamond 841284
↬ clan archive: sparrowclan

↬ word count: n/a, for day six!
↬ prompt: snownose enjoys teasing her brother, brackenpatch, with her own spin-off of jingle bells!
"jingle bells, bracken smells
i want to hit him
my brother is tiring
maybe ill throw him out today, hey!"

[I Like Bees]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: I Like Bees 904964
↬ clan archive: The Travelers

↬ word count: n/a, for day six!
↬ prompt:

Grape Jelly and Cheeto have plenty of experience with writing musicals, so when they overheard someone wishing there was some Christmas music to listen to, they jumped at the opportunity to once again show off their.. unique song-writing skills.

(Song is once again written by AI Dungeon so if there's exp for this please don't give me any tyy)


Twelve Days of Terror!
Santa's in danger!
No time to call the cops!
We must save him!
Hurry! Help!
Whew!
We're in the clear!
Now let's go home!

Twelve Days of Terror!
Whew!
We saved Santa!
I'll be darned!
Twelve Days of Terror!
Yeah, we kicked some butt!
Ho ho ho!

Twelve Days of Terror!
I wonder if we'll be in jail!
I know I'll be hungry!
But first, we feast!
And then, we rest!
After that, who knows?

We might just go to sleep!
And dream of sugar mice,
Chewy and Chompy!
And home!
And kitty cats!
And maybe some fish!
And a few hot dogs!
And hot chocolate!
And the Easter Bunny!
And a pet Rock Lobster!
And a flying pony!
And a purple tricycle!
And a baby unicorn!
And a pet turtle!
And a flying pig!
And a pet goldfish bowl!

The lyrics continue like that for awhile, much to the annoyance of everyone in camp.

(Bonus, AI Dungeon's description of the song)

[Archaeopteryx.]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: Archaeopteryx. || 334452
↬ clan archive: Enurian

↬ word count: n/a, for day six!
↬ prompt:

A fragment from the beginning portion of one of the cat's winter folksongs;

When the final rays of dying light
Bleed past the distant storm,
When the wind is chill
and silence still
and the crows have all gone home.

We'll set our watchfires blazing,
and take comfort in our kin.
Sing songs of tales from long ago,
and find safety in their din.

[Griff]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: Griff 254592
↬ clan archive: Clan Ember

↬ word count: n/a, for day six!
↬ prompt: Crowcall had apparently listened to one too many bad versions of carols and decided to share his own version. This can only end well for him.

"Jingle Bells, Emberstar smells,
Crowtail laid an egg!
Cloud Runner lost a bet,
And the tiny prey mouse got awaaaay!"

He isn't even trying to match the original either, he just thinks its funny. The rest of the clan? Now so much. Well save Blossomcrown who cannot help but to smile at his antics.

[Sleepy-Rat]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: Sleepy-Rat 723170
↬ clan archive:Rowanclan

↬ word count: n/a, for day six!
↬ prompt:

This is a rather awkward translation of a Finnish Christmas carol Sparrow on Christmas Morning. Originally a poem written in swedish by Zachris Topelius after his son died at the age of one, it was translated to Finnish and has become a popular Christmas song.

The reason I picked this song is because the lyrics fit the world quite well without editing, and I'd like to think the cats of Rowanclan would see this as a song to remember their passed loved ones around Christmas time ❤️

Snow has already covered flowers of the valley, lake's wave frozen in the winter cold.
A small sparrow, eaten his summer wares,
lake's wave frozen in the winter cold.

On the steps of a small hut sat a darling girl:
– Come sparrow, with glee, take a seed from me!
It's Christmas, my homeless sparrow sorrowful, come here with glee, take a seed from me!

To the girl now gleefully flew the darling sparrow:
– Greatfully I will take the seed from you.
God will wish to thank you.
Greatfully I will take the seed from you!

– My child, I am not a bird from this land,
I'm your small brother, I came from heaven.
The seed which you gave to a poor, got your small brother from the land of angels

Including a couple different versions of the song ❤️
Cover by Suvi Teräsniska
Cover by Vesa-Matti Loiri

[mrs]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: mrs + 1026844
↬ clan archive: Whispering Winds

↬ word count: n/a, for day six!
↬ prompt:

"When the weather outside is frightful
But prey, are oh so plump and delightful
And with only one place to be
Below, in our dens we go to sleep~"

With signs of incoming storm clouds, it's a clear sign winter is coming. And with winter, Christmas follows! Although not the most work ethical, the cats of Whispering Winds sing about how much they would rather be within their dens, sleeping through the storms whilst eating prey.

[eldritch hound]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: angel bugs + 810901
↬ clan archive: mothlcan + pleasance

↬ word count: n/a, for day six!
↬ prompt:

"before the ice falls in the forest-
before the prey goes

or any patrol by nightfall
is tarnished by the cold-

before the water freezes,
before the bitingfrost,

the wonder upon wonder,
want it all for me"

a very bad mothlcan relevant rendition of "before the ice is in the pools" by emily dickinson

[slythecho]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: echo into void + 947184
↬ clan archive: snowclan

↬ word count: n/a, for day six!
↬ prompt:

you were friendly
you were cheerful
monarch of snowclan
when the leader finished playing
they howled out for more
the crowd was swaying
all the cats, they were singing
you asked me to share tongues
and then we told stories

[Hush]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: Hush 256165
↬ clan archive: X

↬ word count: n/a words
↬ prompt: The kits and apprentices like to sing the grinch song but about Fishswat stealing their crunchy kittypet treats.

[coffee.berry]

↬ catvent day: six

↬ username & id: coffee.berry, #1008279
↬ clan archive: Peaceclan

↬ word count: n/a, for day six!
↬ prompt:


The cats have decided to make a special Christmas song to sing every evening (a different version of Chestnuts Roasting
on an Open Fire). The kits love it, too, and have begun begging their parents to sing it to them twenty four seven. Each
cat is proud of itself, because they’ve all heard the original song and they’ve all changed at least one word in the song.
They adore their new Christmas carol and can’t wait to start singing it everywhere:

Fresh prey roasting on an open fire
The cold nipping at your snout
This song being sung by clan cats
And cats dressed up like Santa Claus

Everybody knows a squirrel and some blueberries
Help to make Leafbare bright
Little kits with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to snooze tonight
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and foodies on his sleigh
And every kit-mother’s kit is gonna spy
To see how reindeers figure out how to fly

And so I'm calling out this little phrase
To kits from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said a few times times, many ways
Happy Christmas to you!!