[StormSerpent]

Username: StormSerpent
Name: SeaStrike (was striker)
Gender: male
Age: 57 moons
Rank: warrior
Clan: LotusClan

Prompt:

Striker lived on a nice shore. He had a nice life with cold fresh sea air, and quite a few fine she-cats. He’d watch the upwalkers go fishing and always through he should give it a try, get a nice tasty snack that was fresh and not stolen, maybe impress the ladies. He simply dove into the water. He, of course, knew how to swim; he lived by the sea. It started out alright, the fish darted around him, but the wind was fierce that day. He was bashed against a large rock and a searing pain opened in his shoulder enhanced by the salty water. He grimaced and darted after a large fish, determined. Suddenly, he saw one of the upwalker silver hunting hooks up close and it scraped across his eye, then caught in his ear. He was wrenched out of the sea and his ear tore sending him flying onto a rock. He lay there all day until the sun set. It was chilly and he shivered, but at least it numbed the pain. Soon he fell asleep and when he awoke he was in a sheltered shed, his wounds had been cleaned and wrapped with tatters from an old ship’s sail. Though one of his eyes was swollen shut, he could see the cat who had saved him. He got up and stumbled over, “Oh! Lay down!” the healer exclaimed. He smiled, “Okay, okay.” He sat and looked into those sapphire blue eyes, he started to flirt. And she just scowled and walked off. He spent the next few days continuously flirting. She spend the next few days scoffing and gagging at him until she gave up and kicked him out. As he left he called out, “Catch ya later babe” and she looked like she wanted reopen those wounds.


"hey hot stuff"

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Username: classy n flashy
Name: Ferris
Gender: Tom
Age: 36 moons
Rank: Deputy
Clan: PeachClan

Prompt: wip

[dimi.]

I'm granting a 30 minute extension because I need to do something + 2 people asked
Over at 8:30 CST

[dimi.]

Closed! judging now

[dimi.]

Username: Shadowflight13
Name: Minkblaze
Gender: She-cat
Age: 18 moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Cometclan

Prompt: "Back off," Minkpaw hissed, bushing up her fur to make herself look bigger. Around her the camp was in chaos, battles fought on every side as the rogues overran their defenses. The rogue facing her smirked.

"Give us the kittens back, love, and I will," he meowed smoothly, unsheathing his claws. Minkpaw glanced behind her, where two terrified kitten huddled under a fallen tree.

"No," Minkpaw meowed defiantly. "I won't move."



"Then I suppose I'll have to make you," the rogue sighed, and pounced. They tussled, and Minkpaw felt the rogue's claws slice through her shoulder. She dropped to the ground as the leg crumpled underneath her. The rogue smirked again, standing a few pawsteps away. "Learned your lesson yet?" he asked. Minkpaw gritted her teeth and pushed herself back to her paws, claws curled into the ground to hold herself steady.

"I'm a slow learner," Minkpaw yowled as she charged the rogue head on. He brought one paw lazily up and swiped. Blinded by the pain over her eyes, she kept charging forward anyway, sinking her claws into the tom's exposed chest. Her momentum barreled him over and they fought once more. Minkpaw's back paws found his exposed belly and kicked with claws out. She felt the rogue bite at her ear, nicking the tissue, but she kept on clawing.

By the time they broke apart again, it wasn't just Minkpaw who looked worse for wear. The rogue was panting hard, and she knew the wounds she'd left on his pelt were stinging.

"Give it up, kid," the rogue growled, sounding annoyed now. "I won't be soft on you next time. Give me the kits!"

"No!" Minkpaw meowed, defiant once more. "I would never allow kits back into the paws of an abuser like you." Behind her, the kits watched with wide eyes as the apprentice once again charged at the rogue, claws outstretched. He dodged her first strike, but before he could retaliate a cry went out from the other side of the camp.

"Retreat!" one of the rogues yowled, already running. Others followed his example, their battered pelts streaking out of camp with warriors hard on their tails. Minkpaw glowered at the rogue in front of her, daring him to attack again while his companions fled around him. In the end he spat on the ground in front of her and ran with the others.

Minkpaw kept her fur bushed for as long as he was in sight, then lay down with a thud next to the two kits. "You're safe now," she told them, her leg throbbing. "If he comes back I'll shred him."

Two moons later, she was given the warrior name Minkblaze in honor of her bravery and ferocity, and with the scars to prove it.

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This form really stood out to me and another guess judge; I loved the protective nature of Mink and it really showed her character, which I adore in writing. Congrats on Minkblaze!

I will be awarding HMs to Wileyfangs and Lady Raincloud, as the two of you both had forms that made it really difficult to judge [and the reason I had to bring in a guest judge, haha!] Congrats you two <3

[clouds-move-on]

ACK I have a enough for a hm custom now. owo
Thank you for the hm! Congrats to Shadow and Wiley as well.

[Hawky<3]

congrats guys!! all your art was amazing <33

[Shadowflight13]

Thank you Dimi!! Ahh I promise I'm taking good care of her!!

[Meoauniaea]

congrats!