[Centipedes]

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[Pumpkinheart]

Username: Pumpkinheart
Cat Name: Tigerjuice (I dare you to say no >:3)
Gender: tom
Rank: Strongclaw
Clan: Pebbleclan
Age: 39 moons
Prompt: Tigerjuice slowly walked through the forest, laying down on a large flat rock and peacefully watched the butterflies. He dozed away most of the afternoon before trotting through the forest back to his camp. Once he got there he played with the kits before staying up on guard duty. The full moon rose over the dark horizon, putting a film of moonlight over the whole camp, Tigerjuice loved being on guard duty and protecting the clan he was so loyal to. The End.
(He shall be le opposite of Tigerstar OwO)

[Swishy & Broken]

Username: swishy & broken
Cat Name: fallowfawn
Gender: female
Rank: queen's guard
Clan: [duskclan]
Age: 60 moons





fallowfawn is an attentive warrior, she does all the things asked of her with not a peep of disagreement and prays to starclan almost every night. she enjoys stories from other's travels but doesn't try to add her own into the mix. she's defensive of cedarfang and is always the first to speak up for her if the clan disagrees with a decision. she very much so enjoys watching kittens play in the nursery, something that lead her to her current position in the clan-- though she's never had her own, to most of the clan's knowledge, shes very good at speaking with them and tries to find things to give them as gifts whenever possible. she's a big fan of the warrior code that minnowmask tried to teach everyone about around when she'd joined the clan. for whatever reason she spends an unrealistic amount of time practicing her fighting skills in the forest, something that really differentiates her from the rest of the clan.

strengths; very good tactical fighter, good with younger cats (a great mentor), strong believer in starclan, decisive and brave
weaknesses; isolates herself from most of the clan, sometimes too quick to jump to cedarfang's defense, refuses to hunt on farm land

favorite prey; mice
favorite spot to nap; near the lake, where the river bends into the large water mass
favorite thing about herself; her strength and dependability
least favorite thing about herself; her inability to communicate when she's upset






fallow cast a weary gaze over her persons' farm land- the same land she'd grown up in and the same land that trapped her deepest secrets. she hadn't had an easy life, by farm cat standards at least. her person, the youngest man on the farm, had bottle fed her from a young age- something about an accident involving her mother. the older furless seemed to hate cats, always shooing her family off and scattering any guests that visited the farm. after a while they stopped allowing her to visit the house and stuck her in the yards, which would have been fine-- only if she knew how to hunt for herself. the first few years of her life involved a lot of learning. she figured out that her person had left for some reason or another and the old furless had continued to live on the land. she learned to keep away from the loud metal beasts, even when they where asleep. she learned to only beg for food when the oldest furless was gone, and she learned-

a soft mrrow of excitement trailed from the nest behind the she-cat, knocking her out of whatever she'd been thinking about. with a curious glance she spotted one of her kittens, the eldest, peering over from the makeshift nest she'd built just a few days before giving birth. "hello fawn, i'm glad you're awake little one",she purred to the kitten. the little spotted rascal let out a yawn before answering,"momma, whatcha doin?" fallow hurried over to answer her, pushing her nose into the kitten's fur,"just thinking- would you and lark like to come on a walk with me?" the second kitten, a little white and brown spotted she-kit perked right up,"yes!" fawn followed suited very quickly, skittering toward the barn floor with a thud. fallow carried lark down, teasing fawn about falling before heading off. today they would check the east fence, maybe one of those funny duskclan cats would be waiting again.

the day was wet, water sprinkling down from the sky in little spurts before stopped, then starting again randomly. the kittens splashed in every puddle they passed, making quite the mess over their pelts. at one point fawn had fallen into a rather deep puddle and her pelt was coated with mud all the way up to her chin-- but that certainly didn't stop her. "mama- when are we gonna get there?", one of the kittens asked about 8 minutes into their jog, fallow only responding with a gesture toward a small group of cats sitting near a blueberry bush. "behave you two, these are our friends"

cedarfang, the leader of what she called duskclan, nodded a welcome to the group, curiously eyeing the kittens that fallow had brought. "are these the little ones who have been keeping you away from our meetings?", she teased, something weird about the way she spoke- perhaps an accent that the kittens had never heard. fallow chuckled and nodded,"yeah, i guess so. meet fawn and lark, the latter named after your kitten larkwing." cedarfang let out a surprised purr, a smile spreading across her muzzle,"oh what a true delight, im glad i've made such an impression on you." fawn sniffed at the stranger's pelt, making a face before whispering something to lark, prompting the kittens to walk away to another part of the fence line. fallow and cedarfang continued to talk privately while the two tussled over a mossball they'd formed together.

some time passed before fallow noticed their disappearance, immediately halting the conversation and glancing around. a rotten feeling started to bubble up inside of her,"cedarfang where are my kits?"

[SilentMelody]

Username: SilentMelody
Cat Name: Brownshadow
Gender: male
Rank: caregiver
Clan: Shoreclan
Age: 18 moons

Brownshadow has never feeling suited for warrior life. Despite how gruff he looks with his constant frown and long claws, he's not a good fighter. He flinches when cats attack. Luckily for him, he's never had to resort to violence with any cat other than practice with Shoreclan members.

He's always loved kits, so he decided to be a caregiver. For the first few moons after joining, Brownshadow struggled to learn the ways of a warrior and asked if he could take a different position. Not many were open other than the caregiver, and he was hesitant. Would a tom be allowed to look over and care for kits? But Shellstar explained that was the whole point of the title "caregiver" - it doesn't matter what gender the cat is as long as they have the care to give. Brownshadow would just be the first tom to fully take that rank, and he would be a role model to other cats who would join.

Brownshadow looks very grumpy because he has a smushed face, but he's sweet and loving. He would never hurt a fly and had a hard time hunting for himself. When he was a rogue, he was a big mama's boy and always sticking to her side to scare others while they went off together. Now that he's in Shoreclan, Brownshadow can let his guard down and smile around everyone because they understand him.

[tula!]

tula! ★ the tribe of the red trees ★ level one ★ 10 cats

— cat name: tbd
— gender: non-binary (afab)
— age: fifty-five (55) moons old (4 years & 5 months)
— rank: warchief (the equivalent of a clan's deputy)

work in progress

[hypersomnia.]

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[angel furby]

your paws sink into the gross sludge taking over the ground; how could such beauty result in a treacherous thing taking over the earth? rainfall, one of your favorite things. foggy mornings, muffled birdsong. thick droplets of water fall around you as you gather your thoughts fresh from sleep. the grey clouds bring you peace, a break from the desolate blue sky- though it causes the ground to become a gross mix of water and earth, mud. the harsh liquid sticks to your fur; it drags you down- something you want to avoid at any cost.

you lay in a field of many flowers, soft rays of sun soaking into your pelt. the dawn sky was an array of different colors as the sun rose behind the pale, hazy clouds. one of earth's most brilliant creations, sweet and fragrant- flowers. each and every one is unique, from the shape of the petals to the scent it gives off. they come in more colors than you could imagine, or would ever think to exist. each one so different, yet every one so perfect. blooming annually, they get a fresh start every year; sometimes you wish you could get a fresh start.

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your fresh start.
[ USER angel furby ] [ NAME mudflower ] [ GENDER male ]
[ RANK warrior ] [ CLAN orchidclan ] [ AGE fifty-three moons ]

─── history.
before coming to orchidclan, mudflower and his sister, apricot, were left to a rogue group by their mother. it was a small group living in the city that took part in cruel practices. he was known as simply mud then. they were led by one cat, known as beetle, who controlled their every move. he viewed himself as superior. he ate first; he bathed first; he slept first; his life was simply worth more than the others'. if a cat broke the rules, they were killed or exiled with no exceptions. beetle would generally never consider taking in weak cats such as two abandoned kits, but he saw potential in mudflower; he wanted to see who the kitten would grow up to be.
within this group, mudflower was a harsh and cruel cat. he was one of those who enforced the rules upon others and protected beetle. he was not afraid to use tooth and claw to punish other cats. he served beetle with loyalty.
apricot was small and kind. she was looked down upon, taking an interest in healing and teaching, rather than hunting and fighting. the only reason she was allowed to stay was because of mudflower. if he wasn't so respected by beetle, or feared by the others, she would've been exiled many moons ago.
eventually, along with a few others, apricot decided she had enough. in the middle of the night, she stood atop the leader's fence and yowled for every cat to gather. she announced that she wasn't going to take it anymore; that her and her group of cats would rise up against beetle and do things right. a laughing matter to the others. no one spoke up, no one listened or agreed. their leader lept up beside her and struck her down, deciding she had finally broken the last straw.
as her punishment, mudflower was ordered to kill her. and he did.
he couldn't live with himself after; all he could think about was her lie, that he ended. they were so young, and she had so much more to do with her life. she always dreamed of getting out of the rogue group, running away. she wanted nothing more but to help others.
moons after the incident, mudflower decided he would do just that in her honor. he ran away from the group to live as a loner. he wanted to help every cat he came across. he could never take back the horrible crime he committed of taking away apricot's life, but what he could do was live for her.

─── personality.
mudflower has learned to become a gentle and kindhearted cat despite his harsh past and cruel ways. though he tries his best to be easygoing, he is somewhat quick to anger as a result of his previous cruel ways of life. he doesn't handle his anger well, and can often lash out if he is upset. most of orchidclan is unaware of his background aside from cherrystar, sweetwhisker, and canarywish; mudflower doesn't want it to define him or change the way others see him.
despite this, he isn't the most popular cat in the clan. because of his temper, it can be a bit difficult to like him.
he is an advocate for those in orchidclan who come from different backgrounds. he wants to give every cat a chance, despite bast wrongdoings. he knows that if the cats he first met on his journey treated him as nothing but his mistakes he might not be alive today.
mudflower is a bit closed off, and he isn't the most social cat. he prefers to spend his time alone or with those he's close to. he struggles to tear those walls from his past down; he wants to seem strong to others and being genuine with cats he doesn't know well can be difficult.
he has a huge soft spot for kits and apprentices, often finding himself spending time in the nursery telling them stories or helping out with apprentice training. he dreams of someday having a large family with cherrystar, and already has names chosen for all his future kits!

─── mudflower & cherrystar.
mudflower and cherrystar sat side by side, fur brushing against each other as they watched the sunset. "it's beautiful," mudflower broke the silence, turning away from the setting sun's view to look towards his mate. birds flew overhead, their dark silhouettes standing out against the rosy sky and fluffy clouds.
"yes, it is." cherrystar replied, her voice soft so as not to disturb their surroundings. "like you," she added, touching her tail tip to his nose, "looking grumpy as ever." she laughed, watching his face scrunch up. "you know i'm teasing, honey. i love your grumpy face." cherrystar reassured him.
"i know you do." the sky bathed their fur in shades of blue and purple, the sun disappearing beyond the forest. "i'm glad this is our home, that we made it our home together." the large tom-cat said. "i don't know what i'd do without orchidclan, or you." he wrapped his tail around cherrystar, who was... basically the same size as his tail.
"i feel the same way, dear. orchidclan is truly doing amazing. we're lucky to be able to call it home." she smiled, leaning against her mate. another group of birds flew by, "do you think that those birds live in groups like us?" mudflower asked, causing cherrystar to let out an amused purr.
"who knows? they could," she imagined herself and mudflower as sparrows, organizing patrols among a group of birds. "maybe they send out hunting patrols to catch worms." their conversation died out as the sun sunk behind the distant slopes and trees, the lavender sky going dark.

should have known better · he wishes he grew up with a real family, not just apricot.
elephant · he had a false ego, being put in a place of power so young. he just wanted to be liked by everyone- but was feared instead.
cigarette daydreams · his sister is disgusted by his actions and cruel ways, she doesn't want to stay with him.
lavender blood · he wants to change, but he doesn't know how to.
trouble · he is happy in orchidclan, but isn't happy with himself. he feels he must prove himself, or his past will ruin his happiness.

─── mud & apricot
wind howled outside the broken down twoleg building they stood in, buffeting the walls and streaming through the broken windows. mud's claws dug into the wood him and his sister stood on, anger bubbling inside him. "apricot, you need to learn strength," he hissed, "i know you don't like it here. we all know, you make it very obvious. but this is your home, and you need to understand that."
despite the obvious size difference, apricot stood tall. her unwavering glare was locked on her brother, her ears flattened against her head. "i can't... be like these cats, mud- like you! when did you become like this?" her shrill meows rose above the violent wind; she knew her brother wouldn't hurt her, it didn't matter how far she went. he put up this front, as if he was fierce and strong. but he was weak.
mud felt horror as he saw the genuine disgust in her eyes; did she really feel that way about him? he shook it off, ignoring her remark. "you have to be. this is our home," he growled. lowering his voice, "you won't make it out there alone, neither of us will. you're safe here. i know you aren't like these cats, but i need you to fit in, please." the argument quickly turned to him pleading.
"i'm not going to pretend i'm the same as these pathetic cats!" she spat, fire burning in her eyes. "what is wrong with you? you're not the mud i used to know. has beetle really changed you that much?"
mud closed his eyes, knowing exactly where she was going with this. "listen, i know you have... some sort of weird crush on him, but are you really so in love with him you're going to act like it's okay to murder innocent cats?" he flinched at those words. was he?
"apricot, i- please," he racked his mind for what to say, how to convince her. "they weren't innocent! they stole from us, stole food that could've fed us." he argued, changing the subject. he was in love with beetle, he let himself be manipulated by him.
apricot's fiery gaze fell, turning to disappointment. "i can't believe you," she mumbled, letting her eyes linger on him for a few moments before walking away to exit the twoleg building.
how did it get this bad...?

[chuuya nakahara]

Username: astrafrack
Cat Name: brambletuft
Gender: female
Rank: beta
Clan: skylight walkers
Age: 3 years (36 moons)
Prompt:
"BRAMBLETUFT!" Rainflower screeched at her. She winced and turned to face her mate, a mixture of tears and raindrops trickling down her face. Rainflower's silky, blue fur was drenched and stuck to her flanks.
"Where do you think you're going?" she hissed. Her mew was almost lost in the screaming of battling cats.
"Somewhere not here! We caused this battle, Rainflower!" her mew was almost pleading.
"YOU caused this battle!"
At the sound of her shrill cry, every cat in the clearing turned to stare at the two arguing she-cats.
"What does she mean by this, Brambletuft?" her leader, Flowerstar, asked. Bushstar, Brambletuft's leader, walked up to the two she-cats.
"I.. I.."
"She demanded that-" Rainflower cut herself off.
"Demanded what?" Bushstar asked, a threatening tone in his voice.
"We're.. together," Brambletuft admitted.
"We WERE together," Rainflower corrected, unsheathing her claws.
Flowerstar growled. "That is against the warrior code."
"We know, but.."
"So that's why my clan has been smelling Lilyclan warriors," Bushstar realised.
"And that explains the large amounts of Turtleclan scent," Flowerstar agreed.
Rainflower nodded. "Yes. Now, if you'll excuse me-"
And she pounced on Brambletuft, shredding her cheek. Brambletuft hissed in pain and slashed Rainflower's face in turn.
On and on they went, and some say it felt like weeks until Brambletuft pinned her ex-mate down.
With a small shred of regret, she sliced her beloved's throat open.

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She shivered, thunder echoing above her. She had been alone for over six moons now, yearning for someone to talk to. She had wandered to a large moor, where cover was scarce. All prey had fled to their burrows to hide from the wind and rain, like she should've done over an hour ago, when the large, dark clouds were on the horizon. Her fur billowed around her, and she shivered.
When the sun was waking, the storm lessened, and she could finally see the forest she had been wanting to see for so many moons; the forest where her new home lay.

[QueenOfWyrms]

Username: QueenOfWyrms
Cat Name: Badgerprint, previously Hänsel
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4335991&p=130410964#p130410964 Groveclan
Age: 12 moons
Prompt:
Hänsel, or Badgerprint as he would come to be known, coughed as the male of his housefolk kicked him in the side again. It’d been like this ever since the female didn’t come back home. The male would pick him up by his paws or scruff and shake him around violently, or would kick him with those hard foot-coverings. He’d made the collar too tight and started chaining him up in the yard at night, even when it rained; Badgerprint hadn’t been fed more than scraps since that day either. Another kick, and Badgerprint gasped as he felt something crack and pain exploded in his side, increasing each time he breathed.

Eventually, the male housefolk left, getting something out of the wall-boxes that clinked and poured liquid out. Badgerprint took the opportunity to limp to the little opening flap in the exit-wall and get outside, where the male never bothered to follow him. He saw one of the neighbor cats hop onto her fence—he expected her to call out in greeting but she walked away as if in a trance, the stars glinting off her eyes while he could still see them. He watched her until she hopped off the line of fences, in the direction of the woods. Days passed, and since he was hiding in the yard with nothing else to do he watched for her. And he waited, waited so long his side no longer hurt, living off of the spiders and the occasional sneaking rat or fallen bird. Finally, he hopped onto the fence, tore off his collar with a piece of broken metal, and followed after her.

Honey Cream’s scent was long gone, so he set out into the woods blindly. He started at every sound, loudly bumbling his way further in. Finally he collapsed, the creatures here were much harder to catch than the ones in the yard, and he’d not been very well fed even before he left, nor well-exercised. A cat with a stern but concerned face Approached him, demanding to know what he was doing there. His tired mind could only barely recognize Honey Cream, and he told her how he’d followed her, followed her away from the pain and betrayal of his Housefolk. She took him in, telling him of the new clan she was creating, how cats within the very stars had reached out and brought her a new life as Honeycloud, then Honeystar. She offered him that new life too, to leave himself behind as Hänsel, and take on the new identity of Badgerprint, free of his past and free to seek his future. He accepted, and became a warrior of Groveclan.

[AwkwardAnxiety]

Username: AwkwardAnxiety
Cat Name: Chocolate (Bark That Falls Off Trees)
Gender: Male
Rank: River-Seeker (Deputy)
Clan: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4336065&p=130409935#p130409935
Age: 23 moons
Prompt:
Chocolate woke up slowly at first and then abruptly as he felt a harsh, ragged surface beneath him rather than the soft, fluffy bed he usually awoke in. He opened his eyes and was shocked to find himself on the dark grey ground that his Housefolk usually kept him away from. He looked around and didn't find anything in his surroundings familiar except a white object stuck to the wall behind him similar to something his housefolk didn't like him scratching up. He noticed an unfamiliar feeling around his neck and discoverd that his collar, a lovely studded collar with a shiny bell, was gone.

The air felt cold around him and he looked for somewhere to take shelter. He saw a box with an assortment of soft-looking things in the bottom and he went over to lay down in it. As he made to do so, a mangy-looking cat leapt down from above and hissed at him. "This is my box, go find your own, thief!" It spat at him. Chocolate fled quickly from the scary cat and found himself at some sort of garden, only the weren't in boxes and were much, much bigger and spread out much, much farther. Another cat walked out of the large garden and approached him.

"Hello, I'm Tiger That Leads To Safety and the stars have called me to start a tribe of my own. Will you join me?" The strange she-cat asked. Chocolate nodded in acceptance. At least this she-cat wasn't scary and maybe she could show him where he could find food and shelter until his housefolk came to save him from this strange place.