[allynabean]

[prompt suggested by doggface]

who is this cat's greatest enemy?
max of 300 words

Ends on June 19th!

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[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Age:[/b] (1 year or above)
[b]Prompt:[/b]


never gonna give you up
Name: Thrush that Quivers in the Wind
Gender: female
Rank: huntsman
Clan: tribe of fallen songs
Description: cream silver spotted tabby
Age: 22 moons
Edits: [nr] accessory; [c] min fur edit, ear tufts, eye edits, whisker edit
Owner: Mythz

[KittyandCat]

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[clowns]

Username: clowns
Cat Name: pepper (clan name yet to be assigned)
Gender: male
Rank: kitty pet (rank yet to be assigned)
Clan: bonk
Age: 2 1/2
Prompt:

This cats greatest enemy is their Metabolic bone disease (MBD). They had had it being maintained when they were living with there owners, but soon after they died (of old age) he had run away into the woods. He realized this was dumb because where was he gonna go? He was weak and needed to get out of the cold of the night. He had found another cat from the clan who took him in and helped him. His bones are usually broken or just damaged, so he can't help with hunting or most fights, which lead to a lot of self hatred due to him feeling like he wasn't good enough to help. So far, another cat had stayed behind with him and they both had become good friends, but he still feels unworthy sometimes.

[nio]

mark!

[iStarz & Everly]

Username: iStarz & Everly
Cat Name: Flicker -> Flicker Of Hummingbird Wings
Gender: she-cat
Rank: protector
Clan: Tribe Of Rippling Water
Age: 32 moons
Prompt:

'She had finally escaped that crazy twoleg kit. She was free!! Well as free as you child be wearing a dumb harness. She couldn't complain much though, at least she wasn't constantly being held and squeezed and kissed anymore. She hated living as a kittypet. Now she was on to adventure in the wilderness!!'
Flicker often thought of that memory, of her escaping her kittypet life, she was only 7 or 8 moons at the time and has found the chance to leave while her twoleg was sleeping. They hadn't closed all the windows on their moving house and she had squeezed though a whole in the screen. Soon after, the clan had found her wandering on the edges of their territory. A beautiful she-cat named Sun Falling From Clouds and her mate had found her and taken her in as her own. Now she even had siblings!!
Flicker is greatful she found them, she's happy now, but her worst enemy will forever be that twoleg kit.

[Sleepytally]

Username: Sleepytally
Cat Name: Sake (salmon) --- SilentFlame
Gender: Tom
Rank: Hunter
Clan: MushroomMeadows
Age: 22 moons
Prompt:

Ever since Sake was just a kit his greatest enemy was his stuttering he never knew how to control it. He tried talking slower, saying the same words multiple times till it sounded right, but eventually, the constant bullying from other cats got to him so he stopped talking… he learned to speak through his eyes and body language but it never felt right. Everyone thought he was mute and he felt as if he would have to live like that forever and it broke him.

One day when Sake and his owner went on a trip he got lost in the woods until a she-cat found him and asked for his name and how he got there he was silent he knew he couldn't talk she was a bit annoyed and was about to leave and in the moment of fear and desperation. “my-my-my name-name is-..” the she-cat turned to Sake and saw the tears in his eyes as he tried to speak. “Sa-Sa-Sake.” The she-cat walked up to him and wiped his tears away. “You can say one word if it helps, but my name is OwlFang” Sake looked at OwlFang in shock... She didn’t laugh, bully, or mimic him as every other cat did. “L-lo-lost” OwlFang offered to take her back to her clan to which Sake approved.

As moons passed he became a Hunter alongside OwlFang and was given the name SilentFlame he didn't talk much when he joined the clan but every night since he joined the clan OwlFang helped SilentFlame with his stuttering and has more control of it but he is still a bit self-conscious about it and is still a bit of weight on his mind when he thinks about it too much.

this is OwlFang
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[ivyy.]

Username: bunnoblizzard
Cat Name: Sharprose
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ≋O≋c≋e≋a≋n≋ ≋C≋l≋a≋n
Age: 4 years + 3 moons
Prompt: Sharprose's enemy? Coldstrike, or, at the time, Coldpaw.

Sharppaw was trotting through the forest an average sunny morning with her mentor when a dark tabby shadow loomed over them, it was a cat's shadow. Sharppaw's mentor was oblivious to this new companion that joined them on their patrol. Sharppaw growled leaped at the source of the shadow and pinning a very handsome tabby tom beneath her. Sharppaw's growl halted as she locked eyes with his.

It had been a year now since they became best friends. Sharprose had begun becoming much more isolated from her clan. Sharprose was happy. Unlike Coldstrike. Coldstrike had begun to reveal his secret hatred for Sharprose's previous clan. Sharprose had brushed it off thinking he was allowed to have the freedom to have opinions on other cats and clans but she let it get too dangerous.

Coldstrike, one night had offered to have her join him to conquer Stone Clan, Sharprose's clan previous clan. Despite her have left them, she had a mother and little brother still happily existing there. Coldstrike had found a twoleg fireplace and took a burning stick. Coldstrike told her the plan as she stared at her once sane mate with a horrified gaze, scared for her past clanmates'. He planned to drop the stick near Stone Clan camp, drag it through, causing a ring of fire around the camp with no way out. Sharprose stood breathless.

Before she could deny him the chance to kill her ex-clanmates Coldstrike saw her fear and spoke something that broke her, "Maybe I should test it on you first." Sharprose was surrounded by flames and barely squeezing by a gap and only leaving with burn scars on her paw pads. Sharprose stood over a ledge overlooking her past home. She was too late.

[Mythz]

Username: Mythz
Cat Name: Thrush that Quivers in the Wind
Gender: Female
Rank: Huntsman
Clan: xx
Age: 22 Moons
Prompt:


Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
The racing heartbeat thumped in time to the cat’s racing footsteps.
Dark, foreboding trees grew straight up on either side, their dark canopies painting an interlocking hemisphere above where no stars twinkled through.
“You can’t run. And you can’t hide.”
The sinister remark behind her sent her scattering into the underbrush, breathing ragged as she scoured the forest around her for a place to hide.
Two large trees stood on either side of her, with a large bush to her back where she had just emerged and an empty clearing in front of her. Glancing up, both trees were tall with their lowest branches being at least ten metres above her head. There was no chance of hiding there.
The pawsteps of her enemy dragged closer until she could hear their breathing.
“Thought you could hide from me?”
The shadowed cat lunged from the bushes, grabbing her fur in it’s claws. She screamed as the cat tore into her.

She jolted awake, heart sputtering erratically.

Once again, her nightmares had gotten the best of her. Sleep was her adversary.

[mal du pays]

Username: Takura.
Cat Name: Aeon
Gender: Trans female
Rank: Permanent caretaker
Clan: The Veil
Age: 52 moons
Prompt:

A large, white & cream tabby, with vibrant blue & red eyes.
That is what she constantly saw in her dreams, a phantom lurking just out of her peripheral. Did he even have a name? She never really could tell, whenever he spoke in her dreams it came out as white noise, and he always had a smug, knowing expression on his face. The dreams always ended the same way - this massive tabby tom unfurling a set of wings as large as he was, and the whole around her shattering and giving way, and she plummeted to the ground and awoke with a start.
As far as she knew, however, he wasn’t real. A figment of her imagination drummed up by her dreams to give her nightmares.

Her dreams soon gave way to becoming all the more tangible, however, and soon she came face to face with the figure haunting her dreams.
She saw him. She SAW him.
Prowling just outside of their territory was a large white & cream tabby. And he saw her, too.
His blue & red eyes met with hers, and she KNEW. He gave her that knowing smile before he trotted off, the sound of bells following behind him, and she watched him leave. Her gaze did not leave his direction until he had vanished past the horizon, and she dug her claws into the ground.
She didn’t know where that tom had come from, or who he even was, but she knew one thing - he had made her life miserable, and she was hellbent on making sure that he knew she didn’t like him.
(Although to him it didn’t matter - what was one more person despising him?)

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[/nyx.]

Username: bmkmb
Cat Name: Almendrodaze
Gender: male
Rank: Aracari [specialized hunter]
Clan: CaladiumClan
Age: 24 moons
Prompt: [his own picazuro of a leader]

“Almendrodaze,” a sharp voice commanded, “Take it off.”

The spotted tabby glanced down at his vest, then responded firmly, “No.” He’d earned the vest in question fair and square; the tanagers who put it on him bore no ill-intentions. Unlike collars, his vest wasn’t restrictive.

Condorstar glared at him. “Almendrodaze,” the repeated, his voice taking on a dangerous growl. “Take it off now. Raptors never wear tanager costumes. I don’t allow our resident Cardinals to wear their items; you rank lower than them, and you certainly do not hold that privilege.”

“Who does hold that privilege, huh, Condorstar?” Almendrodaze challenged. He usually abided by his leaders commands, but he wouldn’t allow his freedoms to be restricted. “If tanagers hurt you in any way, then that’s your problem. Not mine or the Caladium’s, sire.”

Silence descended upon them, and Almendrodaze ignored the swift padding of paws; his clanmates certainly weren’t keen on getting involved.

Finally, the leader replied, “If I could tear that hideous thing off your frame, then know, Almendrodaze, that I would. Unfortunately, the material is too thick for me to shred it without harming you.” With that, Condorstar stalked away.

“Til next time,” Almendrodaze muttered softly. “And you should know that this is a fight you won’t ever win.”