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Username: bmkmb
Cat Name: Micornakit
Gender: male
Rank: warbler [kitten]
Clan: CaladiumClan
Age: 3 moons
Prompt: chickens: names, friends, guardians, mothers

“Mamaaaa!” the kit hollered, tumbling after her, and Araucanaflight winced at the high-pitched noise.

She whipped around at the young feline and glowered, “Look, tocotũ: I’m not your mother. Now go find your real parents.”

The seriema strangled an irritated snarl when the kitten whimpered, rolling her eyes so hard that they could’ve popped out of her sockets. All it had taken was one trip, one excursion to the barn—her birthplace—and now she had a little baby following her around for who-knew-what-reason. This was why she’d left and never returned. Too many strange things happened around the barn.

“Araucana!” the kit cried.

Araucanaflight froze, daring another glance at the kit. “What?” she hissed. How in seven skies had it known her name? What, the thing was a mind reader now?

“Araucana!” the kit repeated gleefully. “Hens!” He scrambled towards the fence, sneaking under the open space and purred.

Despite herself, Araucanaflight chased after him, leaping over the gate. She was greeted by… chickens. A lot of chickens, wandering around aimlessly and occasionally pecking at the ground.

The kit noticed her lurking and grinned at her. “Araucana,” he said.

“The… chickens,” Araucanaflight began. “They’re called araucana?”

“Mm,” the kit hummed, which the resident seriema assumed was an affirmative. She let out a startled laugh. She was named after chickens… who knew? Her parents had never told, and the clan cats… well, they wouldn’t know about this.

“Alright. My prefix isn’t some random, made-up word. I’m named after chickens.” The raptor pursed her lips. “Though chickens… it’s like naming a kitten after a mouse,” Araucanaflight sighed. It made it seem like she was a coward—a chicken.

“Hey, kit,” Araucanaflight called. “Who do you live with?”

“Araucana!” he replied cheerfully.

“You live with the hens?” At the nod, the seriema exclaimed, “Who feeds you?”

“Uh…”

“Can you hunt?”

The kit shook his head reluctantly.

“Do you have a name?”

The kit looked away.

“Do you want a name?”

The kitten opened his maw, then dashed away. A flash of annoyance sparked through Araucanaflight. Oh, no, after that conversation, she wasn’t letting the stray out of her sight. They raced around the barn, and the kitten ducked under another fence, grinning at… more chickens, curse the stars; what was up with him and chickens?

“Look mama,” the kit said. “Micorna,” he stated, motioning towards the black-feather rooster. “Call me Micorna.”

Araucanaflight nearly objected to the usage of ‘mama’ again, then thought better of it. It... wasn’t that bad, really. Almost nice, even if it was probably because she was the first she-cat the kit had seen in a while. But if she was going to be the kit’s surrogate mother, they need to make arrangements.

“Micornakit,” she called him. “You really like chickens, don’t you?”

He nodded vigorously.

“Okay. We’re going to take a trip into the forest. I’ll teach you to hunt, and you tell me everything about chickens that you know. Does that sound fair to you?”

The tomkit continued nodding. “Yeah!” he agreed, and he began speaking immediately, rambling on and on about corn and feathers and all the varieties of chicken out there (who knew there were so many).

Araucanaflight fought the smile trying to slip onto her maw. She was going to bring Micorna home. She was going to teach him to hunt, teach him about clan life and that fun stuff. After all, they’d both been named after chickens, both been left at the same barn… for all she knew, they might’ve been distantly related. Birds of the same feather flocked together, and Micorna might’ve been part of her flock… whether that turned out to be true or not, he was Araucanaflight’s responsibility now.

(The smile won.)

(He’d called her ‘mama.’)

[Lex.]

Mark!
This will be closing 12AM EST, so forms after that wont be counted!
I' wont be up at this time (lol) so I'll give a grace period to get your forms done while I'm doing classes <3

edit!
closed for judging B-)

[Lex.]

username: faelyn
cat name: callum (dove)
gender: male
rank: kit -> oracle
clan: the shore of dreams
age: five moons
prompt: just a little
kitten who has a crush
on nessa, a chicken. <3

a little closer… a little closer..
“i got you, nessa!”

a startled song adorned those familiar, rhythmic chirps, stretching out into what felt like an eternity. nessa was always like this.. it
wasn’t too big of a deal, though.. they could still have tons of fun..

“nessa.. it was just a game.. you don’t have to be so scared all the time.”
eyes of bronze were wide as ivory feathers glinted in the soft light.. was she still frightened? maybe he had gone a little too
far.. but, she would get over it.. wouldn’t she? head a little tilted as he danced into the field of daffodils ahead, his eyes fluttered
to the shivering soul behind him.

“you coming? i see a bunch of flowers i’m sure you’d like!”
a soft churr came in response.. was that a yes? no? whatever.. he would find out soon, enough.. parting the seas of auburns and
gold, his toes touched those gentle meadows.. the same dales that he had first met her on.

she had been a little strange, at first.
when he first met her, she was always running away.. at the first sight of him, she took to her heels, feather of ivory wild as she
streaked through the soft greens of the meadow. she was kind-of funny, then, and that was what he liked most about her. she would
always do things that surprised him.. once.. she even pecked him in the eye.. which hurt.. but it was okay. because.. she said she
was sorry.. or he thought she was sorry.

after that, he even tried to hug her to show there were no hard feelings..but it turned out that nessa didn’t like hugs.
in fact.. she hated hugs.


in his opinion, nessa was very pretty.
with silver feathers and bronze eyes, she had a heart of gold, and even comforted him when he was sick.. well.. it kind-of sounded
like laughing.. but he liked to think that she was only keeping him company.

and because of that.. his mother called him insane. .
he could still hear her.. muttering something about how nessa was a chicken and how he shouldn’t be spending time with her.. he
didn’t understand! what’s wrong with that?

“he spends time with her morning til night! who knows? maybe one day he’ll fall in love with her.. which is absolutely ridiculous!”
well.. that hurt. because.. he kind-of liked her.. a little bit.. not too much. no.. actually, maybe that was a lie. he liked h
er a lot, but was that a problem? he didn’t really know.

“hey, nessa?”
voice hushed into a whisper, a quiet falsetto trailed soon after as bronze eyes glistened with curiosity or…. at least he thought
it was. gently patting a spot next to him, his eyes wandered to the sky… there, the sun was falling from the plumy clouds above..
falling into what seemed like the ground.. but he knew, it would rise again.. he was sure of it. he was certain. like a dainty flower
tickled by the breeze, ivory feathers brushed against the curls of auburn against his back, and those same, bronze eyes stared back
at him. waiting.

“ i have a question for you…. can you fly?”

Congrats faelyn, I really liked your entry! This chicken cat is yours. I'll have their next growth done asap c:

I'd like to give an HM to charlieputh, that's a fantastic name xD

[strangetales]

congrats and thank you for the HM!! cx

[faelyn]

omg,, i wasn't expecting this!!! thank you, lex! c: i love him,,, such a sweetheart! can't wait to see him grow!
congrats charlie for the hm! <3

[I Like Bees]

This cat has been traded to rainbow!