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anyway, tell me about a time this cat got lost! 100 words min, no max!

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[b]Username:[/b]
[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]

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Name: Abyssal
Gender: male
Rank: rogue of the ruins
Clan: ElmClan
Description: black self smoke (ghost classic)
with mitted white and purple eyes
Age:
Edits:

[NR] claws
[C] sleek tail, dark sclera
[UC] unnatural eye color

Owner: ethium

[néktar]

Username: nektar
Cat Name: shadows falling across dark water, shadow
Gender: tom
Rank: night stalker
Clan: the groves
Age: 20 moons
Prompt: the tribe's territory isn't the most forgiving. when shadow was just a seed he decided to wander off in the heat of green-leaf to find the hallow in which the saplings train. he took this mission on by himself, after leaving the safety of mother tree's roots he found himself walking in circles. unable to get a barring under the tall trees, not even a scent of any of the saplings. ended up crying under a bush for what felt like hours. a search party had been sent out, luckily a guard heard his cries and found him unscathed.

[alphias]

Username: Alpha Snowdust
Cat Name: Aershadow
Gender: agender (any pronouns but it/its)
Rank: Clawkeeper
Clan: Clan of the Whispering Light
Age: 6 years, 2 moons
Prompt:
Aershadow tends to get lost in their own thoughts. They can tend to dawdle off in their own imagination, daydreaming of flying like a bird or *finally* catching that squirrel in the tree by the brook. However, one day…

“Ivyglow? Ivyglow? I-Ivyglow!” Aershadow panicked, spinning around in circles, looking for their sister. Where did you go?

“I’m over here! Aer!” His sister’s voice called him, but it was faint… so far away…

“Ivyglow!”

Aershadow frowned, biting their lip. They turned towards where their sister’s voice was calling them from, but the mist was closing in fast.

What is this place?

They cautiously padded along the mist-lined trees, barely able to see their paws in front of them. Ivyglow…

A chilling wind whistled, causing Aershadow’s fur to stand on end. The noise grew, eventually howling as loud as a pack of wolves.

This is ridiculous. They had been play fighting with Ivyglow when they had slipped and tumbled down the hill, into the river. The river carried them to the edge of the forest, to a place unknown to them. Aershadow had spotted a rock in the distance and had decided to climb it to get a better view of where they were.

But instead, for some odd reason, had ended up here.

“Ivyglow!” They wailed.

They felt a nudge on their back, causing them to turn around with a start. It was a tiny glowing mist cat. It hopped around in circles, before dashing off. Aershadow’s ears perked up. Bright blue cat? Must follow!

They raced after the cat, ending up at the border of the Clan.

Aershadow turned to the glow cat. “Thank you bright glowing blue misty cat!”

“Mochi-mew-mew.” The misty cat said, then vanished.

“Aershadow! Where have you been?” Ivyglow dashed up to them, landing a playful swat on his head.

“Uh… Misty blue cat?”

“What?”

“Misty blue cat!”

(312 words)

[bug]

Username: ४ Loki Laufeyson ४
Cat Name: Zorza (Polish for the name: Dawn)
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Clan: White Raven Clan
Age: 16.7 Moons
Prompt: Mark

[Griff]

Username: Griff
Cat Name: Lostlight
Gender: Male
Rank: tbd
Clan: https://toyhou.se/griffhighwind/charact ... er:2507939
Age: 14 moons
Prompt:

Their clan had always given out warnings: stay close when hunting. The beach, after all, was miles upon miles of terrain that started to look very similar after a time. But mistakes were easy to make, far too easy. He had found such a big fish, but what a fight to bring it in! They had danced for what seemed hours he and the fish, until finally with a chomp it was his! Only... he realized he could not see the others. The salt in the air masked their smell, the sands indeed looked the same. Were they to the right? The left? Which way was which even? And he could not yell for them, it would attract the Two-Legs! Think... think!

...The stars. Follow the stars. Inhaling deeply, they found their guiding star and began to walk in that direction. Afraid, hopeful, but also wary. Some time later... finally they saw the entrance to camp and collapsed there with a sigh of relief. "Fresh fish... come and get your fresh fish..." They joked, but in reality their heart was still racing. But, at least, they had made it back home.

[Archaeopteryx.]

Username: Archaeopteryx.
Cat Name: Coldsnap
Gender: Male (he/it)
Rank: Medic
Clan: Clan of Eternal Sun
Age: 1 year
Prompt:

Nothing was familiar.

This desert was not at all like his own, deep russet sand dunes replaced with pale rocky hills. Unfamiliar shrubs swayed in the faint wind, bringing along a scent that was not unpleasant. Mountains guarded this stretch of desert, stretching along as far as the eye could see.

He dug his claws into the sand, trying to gather his thoughts. He would have thought that strange, in-between place was a dream, if it hadn't spit him out here. Where was his clowder? His home? His family? Were they only a few days journey away from where he stood, hidden by the curtain of mountains? Or were they so far away that Snap couldn't even dream of seeing them again, blocked by the hazy memory of gray skies and iridescent sand and things lying in wait In Between?

The stars were the same, overhead, but Not.

...They'd never be the same again, would they?

[Vinson]

Username: Vinson
Cat Name: Dust
Gender: male
Rank: carver
Clan: the summit
Age: 12 moons
Prompt:

"Scree?" he called out, wary, shuffling a paw out in front of him to try and find the wall of the tunnel. It was dark - very dark - down in this tunnel they were working on, and Scree had been distracted all day. The earth down here had glimmered with fool's gold and hidden gems, and his brother seemingly hadn't been able to take his eyes off the shiny trinkets all day. Dust huffed as his paw finally bumped into the tunnel wall with a light thud. His claws were caked with dirt, and he shook them out, listened to the little chunks of earth rain on the floor. "Scree!" he called louder. But his voice only echoed. Dust pinned his ears, annoyed. "Don't tell me you got lost again," he muttered, padding lightly back in the direction they had come from. Even if he couldn't find Scree, he could at least make his way back to the branch and find their mentors. It was hard to tell in the dark, but he thought he glimpsed a flash of Scree's silver coat, and Dust darted towards it.

Only he didn't bump into his brother's solid shoulder. Instead, he found himself face to face with one of the tunnel ghosts.

Dust's eyes widened, even though he knew that nothing could help him see better down here. He shrank into himself as the ghost padded forward, almost in a curious manner, but he was terrified. These ghosts had been down here, haunting and hunting, for moons on end - and they were only becoming more prevalent. Beetle always told them about the day he encountered one of the ghosts - and that was beginning to turn into a nursery story, for Stars sake! But Dust had never seen one with his own eyes before. And he didn't much like the threatening low growl that was beginning to sound around him.

"Please, I'm sorry, I'll just- I'll just go, I thought you were someone else," he stuttered frantically as the apparition's glowing eyes centered on him. It didn't seem to like that suggestion, Dust thought, shrinking even lower down into the tunnel floor. His nose was almost pressed into the dirt, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from the ghost...

"Dust! Look what I found!" Scree's voice rang out into the tunnel, and the ghost disappeared with a flash, back into whatever realm it had come from. Dust was still shaking. He couldn't stop thinking - what would that ghost have done, given just a few more heartbeats?

[nindroidzane]

Username: nindroidzane
Cat Name: Nightfall I can't believe I almost put "bat-" for the bat animorph
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Clan: FluxClan
Age: 7 moons
Prompt:
Nightpaw hesitated at the entrance to camp. The guard was gone - or, more likely, had transformed and was now watching more stealthily from the shadows. And if that was the case, there was no way he was getting out without being caught.

He stood there at the entrance for another few heartbeats, hesitant. The other apprentices had dared him to sneak out of camp; if he went back now, he'd never live it down.

Shifting from paw to paw just inside the entrance for a moment, he sucked in a breath. There was… one way he could probably get out of camp unnoticed.

Apprentices technically weren't supposed to transform without supervision, but… surely the first cats never needed anyone's permission.

And Nightpaw carried that thought into the sky, where he flapped awkwardly and almost fell several times. But he was doing it! He'd snuck out of camp, and he'd transformed without any of the stupid warriors allowing him to.

It felt amazing. It felt so amazing that he completely forgot he was flying away from camp very quickly.

And when he finally realized and tried to look back, he remembered that bats have very poor vision.

Panicking, he tried to use that… what was it called? He really should've paid more attention to his mentor.

But it didn't matter, anyway, because all his bat-shrieking earned him was more confusion and a headache and where even was he??

Nightpaw woke up tangled in the branches of an old tree the next day. The sun was already high in the sky - everybody would know he'd snuck out by now.

It took him until at least the next morning to even find his way home - and that was only because he'd happened to run into a border patrol (that seemed to have been looking for him, anyway).

Everyone was very angry, after being relieved he wasn't dead. He neglected to tell them how he'd gotten out unseen, but it seemed clear on their faces that they already had a pretty good idea.

He was conditionally confined to the camp for the next moon.

…

At least he'd won the dare.

[ethium]

Username: ethium
Cat Name: abyssal

also known in legend as -- the shadow walker, servant of the night and the eclipsal seer
Gender: male
Rank: rogue of the ruins
Clan: elmclan
Age: 60 moons
Prompt:

There had once been a time, when abyssal would never dare walk among the shadow, traversing the darkness between life and death, moving amongst the night like a wraith. a gift that might have been considered a blessing, if it weren't have come from The Wicked One himself. he was intended to be a servant, and when he refused out of devotion to the light gods, The Wicked One exposed him to elmclan, revealing his propensity for the darkness and subsequently getting himself cast out of elmclan. The Wicked One appealed to him, promising power and glory if he simply chose to serve him, and use his intended blessing for the only god who "truly cared" for him. Ignoring these temptations, abyssal chose to join the rogues of the ruins. The rogues care not what your background is, and the rogues were a sanctuary where abyssal could only find darkness. It was then that he finally decided to begin using his abilities. Not for The Wicked One, but for the rogues and their needs. He could use the shadows to move fluidly, to rescue those that needed it, and to secure rations and herbs. He would do his part while using his divine blessing for good.

It was a late autumn evening, and Abyssal sat at the edge of the rogue's ruins, watching the sun as it set on the horizon. Casting it's the orange glow and then subsequently leaving his beloved shadow in its wake. He inhaled, nerves spiking as he approached the darkness. Opening his mind, Abyssal found himself sinking into the darkness, feeling it wrap around him and coat him in its slick, almost scale-like presence. It reminded him of a snake, slithering across the earth, the coldness of it.. he never got used to it. If darkness was a feeling, it would be cold, almost icy. He traveled forward through the darkness for a while, meandering this way and that, searching for his objective tonight which was food for the rogues. However, he found that the further he traveled the more confused and disoriented he became, the more disoriented he became, the more terror seemed to grip at his heart and the shadows began to constrict around him. The darkness responds to fear, and he struggled to push it back, to control it. He spotted his objective and ran towards it, eager to remove himself from the night, only to be plunged into the shadows as his emotions took control. He was spiraling, falling, out of control, and terrified. The darkness had him, and The Wicked One would soon if he didn't reel himself back from the brink -- Abyssal forced down his yowl of horror and focused on grounding himself. He was not lost, he was in the shadow, he was the shadow. Abyssal suddenly stopped falling, cautiously opening his eyes he gazed at the waterfront before him. The shadows had released him. He was not lost, but something felt different with the darkness. In facing his fear of it, he suddenly felt more connected, stronger..

Abyssal would later realize by gaining control over the darkness, he had just unlocked the ability to traverse the shadows freely as their master, not as their servant. He ruled them, they had no power over him. And although getting lost within the shadow realm had been terrifying, he knew it had shaped his future relationship with his abilities and had helped him find food for the rogues.

[579 words]

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