Stars V.2 • Catvent

[unohdettu.lupaus]

↬ catvent day: seven
↬ username & id:Unohdettu.Lupaus 946652
↬ clan archive:Shattered eclipse


↬ word count: 121 words
↬ prompt:
As Miel inspected all around the trinkets , he couldn't help but be torn between two choices he wanted to give as a gift to his boyfriend sunlion.. the first choice was a Yellow crystal carved to resemble a sun and the other one was an plushie of a Lion, it was pretty small but he couldn't choose one or the other, he kept going back and forth as of which one to choose but then he saw a small wooden figure cat with yellow eyes which were the same color as the sun like crystal. That figure was the one he chose to take home to wait to give it to sunlion the next time the two would meet

[feverish]

↬ catvent day: seven

↬ username & id: satosugu + 762494
↬ clan archive: strife corrino

↬ word count: 56 words
↬ prompt: though sundown isn’t exactly the type of cat to really appreciate trinkets, when the corvid displayed those wares they thought it to be quite the unusual opportunity. perhaps the items were blessed, or worth something mighty? after carefully examining the trinkets, sundown decided on a little silver ring. it was just his size. how unusual indeed..

[feverdream]

↬ catvent day: seven

↬ username & id: feverrr & 412872
↬ clan archive: cedarclan

↬ word count: 42 words
↬ prompt: mothwing, though initially sceptical, would decide to take a small shell that seemed to almost... glow? she was familiar with plenty of shells that she seen on the coastline near cedarclan's camp before, but she'd never seen any that resembled this one.

[Moonlight heavens]

↬ catvent day: seven

↬ username & id:Moonlight Heavens 985452
↬ clan archive:Tribe Of Hissing Waters

↬ word count: 218
↬ prompt:

BasiliskStar, with a regal flick of her marbled tabby tail, approaches the magpie's offerings. Her bright amber eyes scan the glistening trinkets, and after a moment of contemplation, she selects a small, intricately carved amulet adorned with a coiled serpent. The serpent's eyes seem to gleam with an otherworldly luminescence.

The choice of the serpent amulet holds significance in the Tribe of Hissing Waters. It symbolizes the ancient bond between the clan and the elusive creature known as the Basilisk, a guardian spirit believed to inhabit the heart of the swamp. BasiliskStar, as the tribe's leader, sees the amulet as a token of their connection with the swamp's mystical forces and a reminder of their formidable presence in the murky depths.

She carefully threads the amulet through a portion of her marbled tabby fur, allowing it to dangle like a sacred charm. The glint of the serpent's eyes mirrors the bright amber hue of BasiliskStar's own gaze, creating an almost ethereal effect. As she turns away from the magpie, the amulet catches the moonlight, and Silvertongue, her snake companion, hisses softly in approval.

With the serpent amulet around her neck, BasiliskStar resumes her patrol through the swamp, feeling the weight of the trinket as a connection to the ancient forces that dwell within the shadows of her territory.

[Adamented]

↬ catvent day: seven

↬ username & id: adamented + 670829
↬ clan archive: [[url=https://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4739078]x[url]]

↬ word count: 390 words
↬ prompt:

Suo considers carefully the incredible collection of the magpie, whose beedy eyes watch cleverly from the top of the pile. It ruffles feathers and preens, dragging it's beak along the length of its flight feathers and discarding the excess loose fluff to be caught by the wind. This is how Suo was able to find them, "And since you've found my hoard, you may as well take a gift to remind you and your people of my kindness! Lest I become their dinner..." it mumbled that last part, though it didn't seem to be worried about offending a feline of Suo's size. Still, they puff up their giant main of fluff.

There are many things to choose from, and with the solstice quickly approaching the young tortie knows this is a perfect opportunity to select a gift, not once do they think to take something pretty for themselves. Every piece is unique, from a dented penny to a jeweled halo, but the thing that catches their eye is a red line that curls and twists, 'Like the Weave, Mauste once described to me!' Their thoughts errupt, and they step forward with confidence to nip the edge of the thread and draw it from the pile. It's tangled, and as it's pulled taught the string twists in place, showing off a single silvery fiber that runs the entire length of the thread, woven in. It's perfect.

A tiny, hard, perfectly wrapped ball of fine red yarn pops from the pile and sends Suo sprawling, chocolate and cream fur puffing out this time in indignance as they tumble onto their back and roll to their side as quickly as they can, their face growing warm under the disguising fur. They couldn't be happier, the thread end still gripped between fangs and rolling to a slow stop at their paws, the yarn ball. Laced with silver. They give the magpie as many thanks as they can before it shoos them off to avoid commotion drawing attention, and wonder about Mauste. 'I'll hold onto it for now, but one day... One day I hope I'll see you again to give it to you.' A bittersweet feeling of memory settles in their heart as they plod on, yarn ball held carefully by fangs and a small red glittery trail following behind them.

[I Like Bees]

↬ catvent day: seven

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

↬ word count: 15 words
↬ prompt: Ghost chose a small, smooth pebble because they liked how it felt on their paws!

[coffee.berry]

↬ catvent day: seven

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

↬ word count: n/a
↬ prompt:
three completed prompts for the dec 18 special release:
#1, #2, #3

[143 words]

mosslily looks at the kind magpie's trinkets, carefully inspecting each one.
there was a snowman - their jolly face smiling up at her, their little scarf
tucked closely around them.

another trinket was a reindeer antler, beautiful and glossy. the magpie
said that they'd spent hours fixing it, and that it's owner's name would be
engraved on it as they bought it.

but what really caught mosslily's eye was a sweet smelling orange, sitting
all alone in the corner. "what's.. that?"

"dearie me, i'd almost forgotten this existed!" the magpie chuckled. "that.
that's my future telling orange."

mosslily looked closely at it, suddenly realising that the orange was
gleaming with magic. "could i.. have it?"

"of course, my lovely! anything for such a sweet young she-cat." the magpie
smiled kindly, throwing the orange to mosslily.

the cat nodded in gratitude, and continued to patrol.

[jpano96]

↬ catvent day: seven

↬ username & id: jpano96 + 250999
↬ clan archive: Cloud Clan

↬ word count: 151
↬ prompt:

Twisted Whisker eyes the magpie carefully from the ground. "What luck to catch you in such a mood traveler." His voice carries to the bird perched above him. This is the first time Twisted Whisker was able to see the magpie in its temporary nest. Having only heard stories and seen the trinkets other cats obtained, Twisted Whisker was practically tingling with delight at this coincidence.

After surveying the lot placed before him, Twisted Whisker picks up a tiny iron cage. When he inspects it closer, there's a tiny fluttering butterfly in it. It's wings are mesmerizing, a deep violet and speckled with gold. They still when Twisted Whisker lifts it up to his face, and he swears he can hear someone whispering to him. The magpie flutters it's wings and spooks him, "You've chosen well, now off with you!" Twisted Whisker is puzzled but doesn't argue, taking his new trinket with him.

[insidious.wizard]

↬ catvent day: seven

↬ username & id: Marz-Barz + 890614
↬ clan archive: CotDG

↬ word count: 253 words
↬ prompt:


Buzz eyes the bird warily, he did not like birds. They eat his small bug friends and cry something awful. Mean and noisy. Though this one has brought a rather large collection of odds and ends and is offering one to him, so maybe it id slightly less mean than the ones who eat his friends.

The collection of trinkets is tempting enough, though. He splits his focus between carefully combing through the items and glaring at the bird.

Over time, he separates the items into two groups of ‘possibly take’ and ‘definitely not’. Any thing that rattles or makes noise is quickly rejected, but small stones and polished woods are a ‘maybe’.

He studies his choices carefully, long enough that the magpie seems to be getting impatient. He’s making a second pass through the shinier stones when a detail catches his eye.

Inside a smooth, translucent orange stone seems to be a bug, frozen in time. It has long legs and small wings, and Buzz is in love with it. He stares at it long and hard before turning back to the bird.

“I would like this bug-stone,” He carefully holds it out with a paw, “It is a nice color, and full of a bug, and smooth and quiet.” Staring at the magpie head on, he gently takes it between his teeth and backs away from it. Once he’s far enough away, he turns and bolts back through the grass towards camp, eager to show his clan mates his new prize.

[Thani]

↬ catvent day: seven

↬ username & id: Thani 509675
↬ clan archive: Central Realms

↬ word count: 140 words
↬ prompt:
Maggie looked over the various trinkets that the magpie had in store.
There were so many little interesting baubles and shiny eye-catching items.
However in the corner buried underneath a few items there was a small cracked mirror.
"What a lovely mirror, could i take a look at it?"
The magpie nods their head, watching over Maggie carefully as she plucks the mirror from underneath the rest of the trinkets.
"A little tender love and care and you'd be brand new." She said to herself, holding it up to look into it.
There, insead of her own reflection, she saw her mother looking back at her, smiling.
"What is this?" Maggie looks away in bewilderment, towards the magpie for answers but the magpie is already gone.
And when she looks back the items are gone, and only the mirror remained.