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[aergia]

Username: aergia
Cat Name: Larchtuft
Gender: male
Rank: hunter
Clan: the cats of mistletoe grove
Age: 22 moons
Prompt: Larchtuft is forever known around camp as the apprentice who failed his final hunt three times in a row and barely scraped past the mark on his fourth attempt. Even at 22 moons, he's only had his full name "Larchtuft" for a single season. Other than his dreadful hunting skills, Larchtuft is probably the most well liked cat in the clan. His clanmates would describe him as having "more space for jokes in his brain than any hunting or fighting skill" while the elders simply consider him "a nuisance, a funny nuisance, but a nuisance all the same". His poor former mentor had him as her first apprentice and was not expecting for him to be Larchpaw for an entire year, constantly making jokes and scaring off prey. Truthfully, Larchtuft knows he relies too heavily on jokes, but he can't help himself.

[.Lyrebird]

Username: .Lyrebird
Cat Name: Lionheart
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Fallsclan
Age: Thirty moons
Prompt:
Doestar cocked her head in thought, then shrugged. "He is a hard worker, and has a good heart. There is not much interesting about him, but I suppose that is what makes him a good warrior. He stays out of trouble, and is always willing to help me with whatever I need."
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Immediately, Starlingfell's tail began to lash and his ears pinned flat as he looked aside. "He is an idiot, following her around and ignoring those who are actually there for him." Seemingly unwilling to share more, the tom stood and stalked away.
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"Seeing the drama he drudges up with the other cats is amusing," was Wildfire's response when asked. "He pines for Doestar, who ignores him, but he ignores Starlingfell, who pines for him. And it is obvious to all of the clan except for those three. But further than some entertainment, he's not really notable."
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"Doestar seems deaf to the poor tom's pining, I feel bad for him more than anything." Nightshade chuckled as he sat and curled his tail in close to his paws, crimson eyes flickering to the cat in question before shaking his head. "He loves her so much he's willing to dedicate himself to unrequited feelings so long as he's able to make her happy. Sad, but romantic." He paused to think, then, "Otherwise I suppose he's not unlike you or I. He snores so loudly the rest of us hardly get any sleep, he is one of the worst fishers I've ever met, and he tells the worst jokes. But he is also the first to offer anyone help, and is always doing something, like he can't seem to keep his paws still."

[kennymcnenny]

Username: kennymcnenny
Cat Name: Birchwhisper
Gender: Tom
Rank: Elder
Clan: Glacialclan
Age: 7 years/84 moons
Prompt:
"... bit of an odd one isn't he..?"
"Why does he keep coming back here?"
"He should leave already-"
"Can't he see he's unwelcome here?"
"The kits are scared.."
"He's so unsettling, just look at his eyes."
"I don't think he's okay."
"He looks s-..."
"... blank.."
"empty.."

Moosestar couldn't help but stare as the new tom walked past them, the cat didn't react to the fact that he was next to his leader. Birchwhisper just.. walked. Unseeing. Uncaring. Unfocused. The old cat suddenly jerked his head around to stare right into Moosestar's eyes, making the younger cat shiver and look away, their fur rising along their spine. Those eyes were empty of emotions, and that scared Moosestar more than anything else could. They were seriously starting to regret letting Beachwhisper into the clan. But he was old, and obviously needed a home! Moosestar couldn't have just refused the weak, leaf-thin elder in their meadow.
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Mousepaw stared right along with their leader and parent, but for different reasons. She was worried about the elder, she needed to be able to sit him down and try to see what was wrong. If any cat actually cared enough to take a look at Birchwhisper, they would see that he was sick. The medicine cat apprentice had seen Birchwhisper leaving the camp, one uncertain paw step in front of the other. She had rushed after him, calling out his name once they were close to the meadow, they could talk in peace. But the old tom just.. kept walking. She had to step in front of him to stop him.

"Birchwhisper! Are you okay?" She asked in a rush, squeaking as the tom barely noticed her in time to stop from crashing into her, taking a few hurried steps back.

"Birchwhisper..? That's an awfully pretty name," The elder spoke softly, wistfully. Like he wasn't really in that moment. Mousepaw was confused, ears pinned to her head.

"That.. That's your name, is it not? That's the name you gave us. Are you sure you're alright?" Mousepaw asked again, gently touching her nose to Birchwhisper's cheek.

"Oh.. yes, that's right.. that's me... Sorry, dear. Must be a bad day," Birchwhisper spoke once more in that odd lilting tone of his before brushing past her, heading for a sun-lit rock on the edge of the meadow.

A bad day? What could he mean by that? Mousepaw stared after the elderly tom, but decided to leave him alone. He finally seemed peaceful as he rested on that rock of his.
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Scorchnose sneered as he saw Birchwhisper walk across the cave's clearing, the elderly tom faltered before he ducked into the elder's den, seeming unsure for a moment. Riverdapple ushered their kits back over to him, they were so energetic but tired out so fast at this point, and he was happy to let them curl up against his belly.

"Stop throwing a fit, darling," Riverdapple murmured, gently nosing a kit closer to him so they could eat, "you'll give the kits bad manners. And Birchwhisper is part of the clan just like us, you know."

"I was not throwing a fit! I just think that he shouldn't be here, he scares not only our kits but the cats around him too! Moosestar was foolish to let him in," Scorchnose hissed, which earned him a loving, but firm cuff to his ear from his mate. Riverdapple stepped into their nest, curling up behind her mate and licking his cheek to soothe his temper.

"Hush. He's troubled. Any cat can see that. You should especially see that since you're a medicine cat. And you shouldn't question Moosestar like that," Riverdapple mewed, keeping it soft as she noticed the kits starting to doze, "Mousepaw will figure it out, I just know it. Birchwhisper will be welcomed into the clan with open paws." Scorchnose just huffed, rolling his eyes as he settled down for the night, curled between the three most important things in his world.
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Mousepaw had followed Birchwhisper out to the meadow again, he went there every day. She stayed crouched in the flowers, watching, waiting. She wanted to know what he would do.

He.. talked. That was all. Talked to a cat that wasn't there, Mousepaw was never able to catch a name from the tom, just idle conversation... conversation that made no sense to her. Cats she had never heard of, a camp that wasn't similar to theirs in the slightest. Another clan.. another lifetime. She eventually padded up to the rock, leaping up to sit next to Birchwhisper, who didn't seem surprised to see her.

"Finally stopped hiding, eh?" Birchwhisper's whiskers twitched in amusement as Mousepaw looked at him in surprise. "Just because I'm old doesn't mean I've lost my senses. Yet." He shuffled his paws a bit, leaning into the beam of sunlight filtering upon them. "You've got me on a good day. Thoughts aren't nearly as fuzzy as usual. So ask."

Mousepaw could only stare for a moment, until Birchwhisper cocked his head in her direction, waiting for her to speak. "O-oh, yes, uh-um. What's wrong with you," She flinched at how harsh that had come out, not quite what she wanted to say, but it got her question across. But the elder only laughed in response, turning those blue eyes upon the apprentice, truly seeing her for the first time.

"I'm unsure myself, dear. As I've gotten on in moons, things grow fuzzier. Don't remember the old times anymore. Some days it's easier to remember. Some days.. I don't even remember how to get out of the camp. Today... Today is a very good day. I can remember my old clan. You would have liked them. I can remember my lover too. He was beautiful, you know.." And just like that, Mousepaw was told everything that Birchwhisper could remember about when he was young and full of life, when his paws were sure and his eyes were clearer.

The strange, unsettling tom wasn't what the rest of the clan thought. He was a kind soul, he truly was just sick, sick in a way that not even Starclan could help. But he was still happy, Mousepaw could see that now. And whenever she needed to, she would be there to help Birchwhisper remember the old times. There was a light behind those blank eyes, it just took some patience to see it.

[faelyn]

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username: faelyn
cat name: aleksei (alek)
gender: male
rank: elf
clan: libellule pardis!!
age: forty one moons
prompt: check out the
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[Vivika]

Username: Vivika
Cat Name: Dez (also known as Kodi or the Kingfisher)
Gender: Male
Rank: Assassin → Healer
Clan: Falls of Eden
Age: Twenty three moons
Prompt:
The Kingfisher (click!) <3
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[allynabean]

extended a few days to june 8th due to request!! <3

[allynabean]

Congrats to Vivika! your entry was so wonderfully written and such a good concept, I enjoyed reading it so much!!

I'd like to offer a RU to kennymcnenny!! your entry was so bittersweet and a wonderful read aaa!

I'd also like to give HMs to faelyn, .Lyrebird, bunnoblizzard, and quirky; as well!

[Vivika]

asghfsdi thank you so much, ally! i'm so excited to develop dez + ali's relationship! <33

congrats to kennymcnenny for the ru + all the hm winners!

[ToraOkami303]

Congrats to everyone!