[Centipedes]

Username: chimingcloud
Cat Name: Goatpaw
Gender: male
Rank: apprentice
Clan: Chamomile court
Age: 12 moons
Prompt:

[/nyx.]

Username: bmkmb
Cat Name: Currentcoal
Gender: female
Rank: Inverser → Aurore
Clan: CaladiumClan
Age: 25 moons
Prompt:

It rained for a week, and it was still raining.

”Any good mage can read the sky’s emotions,” his friend used to say.

With how the skies were trying to (literally) drown everyone in their sorrow, it was quite obvious that the sky was sad—more than sad, really. It was downtrodden, brokenhearted, weary.

Crestpaw curled into his nest—his fur wasn’t as thick as most others’—noting how ironic that was. For all the skies mourned him, his friend had always hated water.

[next morning]

“Hey.” A paw nudged into his side. “Hey, Crestpaw. Crestpaw!”

The initiate snapped to attention with a scowl. “What?” he asked, frowning when no irritation whatsoever made it into his voice.

“You are getting up, and we are going hunting.”

Crestpaw eyed the den entrance, ducking his head when he saw the ceaseless downpour. The weight of his mistake (for lack of a better term) suddenly pressed down on him. “No,” he refused. The stormy clouds painted the world in shades of grey; between that and washed out scents courtesy of the rain, they wouldn’t be able to catch anything anyway.

“Yes,” Currentcoal pressured. “Do you really think Blithepaw appreciates your attitude right now?”

That made it worse. Crestpaw’s maw twisted into a soundless snarl at the memory, quickly followed by wetness forming in his eyes.

“Hey.” A bright light shined into his face, forcing him to blink. “You know I didn’t mean it like that.”

‘You’re terrible at playing therapist,’ Crestpaw wanted to say. Instead, he murmured, almost reverently, “Auréole,” in reference to the ball of floating light compromising his sight. Of all the tricks mages learned, that one had always been Blithepaw’s favorite.

“I can teach you,” Currentcoal offered once Crestpaw blinked the tears away, and he recalled with a start that the other feline was — had been — Blithepaw’s inverser.

“Alright,” the initiate agreed.

Currentcoal smiled. “Good, good.” She glanced at the cave entrance, tching at the earth’s incessant gloomy demeanor. “Now listen up,” the molly commanded. “Hopefully, this ball of light will be enough to brighten everyone’s day.”

[EchoIre]

Username: EchoIre
Cat Name: Juno
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: LakeClan
Age: 27 Moons
Prompt:

It didn't surprise Juno that most cats found themselves feeling worse in the winter months, when LakeClan had to spend weeks on end in the dark tunnels of the winter den to avoid freezing in the taiga's chill.

wip!

[Vinson]

Username: Vinson
Cat Name: Bumblebrush
Gender: male
Rank: prowler
Clan: Clan of the Broken Night
Age: 52 moons
Prompt: who knew human trash could be a cat's treasure?

[faelyn]

username: faelyn
cat name: callisto
gender: male
rank: artist
clan: libellule pardis
age: twenty five moons
prompt: a lil dude w/
synthesia! a magical
kingdom takes away
his hearing when they
find out about his con
dition. but, when he f
inds a lost kitten, he te
lls her a story! <3 --->>>

he would never forget those lovely hues of color that would paint sounds like watercolors in his mind.
would never forget how music had been such a beautiful thing.

because once upon a lifetime, he would’ve seen the softest shades of periwinkle whenever a lark would sing. when loose ribbons
of wood clinked against sepia huts, he would’ve seen the blossoming vibrance of amber glistening in his thoughts.

and as stars rose and fell, the hues of a thousand sunsets grew brighter, lighting up his thoughts. every shade, color and shadow
adorning his mind like an abstract art piece painted ever-so delicately by his heart’s inner artist.

but ever since that day, those endless rainbows had been drained from those beautiful symphonies. his world of fantasies and
vibrant music had been turned into a monochrome reality.

he could remember all too well that dream. that dream of being an artist.. a musician, someone that could heal hearts with
their art.
but, instead.. his heart ended up as the one that needed to be healed. for the kings and queens who ruled the world, shattered
his world by pulling sounds out of his reach until his ears rang like wedding bells.

but.. for now, he would be alright.. alright for the first time in forever.
all because of an angel that had fallen asleep against his curls of gold.. his little leanne. she would always be his.. that beautiful
soul whose light would always radiate in the darkest of places.

ribbons of color glistened in the canvas of pale blues above.. ever-so beautiful, but nothing compared to the magnificent shades
he once saw blossoming in his mind. the world was still as silent as ever.. like reality had become nothing more than a picture.
a movie frozen in time.

tearing his eyes from the art piece above.. he wandered.. like he always would, letting the silence soothe the ache of his
shattered heart. he would dream dreams that would never come true.. dance when all he wanted to do was weep.

but, in the shadows that never seemed to fade.. there was a wisp of hope. he could saw her.. a little angel kit, whose fur were
like daffodils in a meadow. whose eyes captivated far too many tears. a thousand unspoken words adorned his lips.. like a
symphony that had been bottled up for far too long.
a song that spoke of ‘it’s going to be okays’, and finally a long-lost fairytale. a fairytale with a princess, a prince and their story
of how they fell in love.

so he named her leanne.. a name that meant 'little princess' after the fairytale that started everything. the fairytale, his
little princess never heard because she was just like him.. for she too lived in a silent world..
but one day, he would earn music back again.. for himself and for her.

[allynabean]

congrats to faelyn!! the way you described this cat's experiences was so good and moving <33

i'd like to give .Lyrebird, ElizaChikatta, chimingcloud, Vinson, and bmkmb HMs!! ty all for entering!