[I Like Bees]

Max fur was suggested

This cat has a history with one of the nursery NPCs.
Tell me about them! Are they friends, enemies, acquaintances, etc.?
How did they meet, and how do they continue to interact today, if at all?

Ends May 29th 30th, 11:59 PM CDT

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Name: Fisheyes
Gender: Nonbinary (she/they)
Rank: Swimmer
Clan: FrostClan
Description: Cinnamon barred ticked torbie with low
white and purple-blue heterochromia
Age: 63 moons
Edits: [C] Pointy ears, pupil, whiskers; [UC] unnatural
eye color, heterochromia; [R] max fur
Owner: nindroidzane

[jay.]

mark,,, pretty kitty

[SilentMelody]

dropping out! good luck to everyone

[Goatmom]

Username: Goatmom
Cat Name: Robinblaze
Gender: Trans female
Rank: Den Guard ( messenger specialization)
Clan: Grove Clan
Age: 28 moons
Prompt:

Robinblaze has spoken to and is generally friendly to all the nursery cats. However she does have a favorite.

She was a fresh warrior the first time Cliff brought a message of peace from the ex kittypet and rougue group he grew up in. She had found him at the edge of Grove clan territory on her first patrol as a warrior. While the rest of the patrol was skeptical something about him made her trust the fluffy fawn tom.

She convinced the patrol to escort him to camp to deliver the message to Owlstar. Once Owlstar decided to trust the group the leader made her the clans go between Cliff and his group. This ment she was sent with messages from the clan to them if need be.

Because of this she and Cliff formed a close friendship. Hanging out in each other's camp and seeing each other on the paths between.

When he told her he was leaving his group to be a full time messager, she offered him a place in Grove Clan any time he needs a place to rest or even to just visit.

They are still friends and will spend hour talking any time they cross paths while delivering messages.

[canadianhowl]

Username: dascanadiansparkle
Cat Name: Snapperdawn
Gender: female
Rank: warrior
Clan: galactic skies
Age: 39m
Prompt: “Dawn? Hey Dawn? Psst come on ya silly cat wake up haha! I got exciting news to tell you!”

Slowly the she cat’s eyes opened up to Hana right in her face. The tortie yawned before grumbling and smirked.

“Yeah? Give me a few minutes Hana let me wake up from my nap first! Five more minutes pleaaaaase? Cant it wait?”

Dawn kept grumbling. It was nice and warm outside she was having such a great nap. The grass was soft and the birds were chirping. She didn’t want to ever wake up.

“Nope! It cannot it is very very very special news about me! So y’know how my owner has been worried about me the past few days right? So we went to the vet and guess what?!” Hana continued as she jumped around all excitedly.

Slowly Dawn woke more and more and laughed a bit.

“What? Tell me Hana. That you’re just all chubby due to how much you’re eating?”

“That’s apart of it! I’m actually expecting kittens!!! Isn’t that exciting?! I’m having kittens!”

Dawn stopped her jokes and stood up as fast as she could. Kittens?! Kittens with who?! She hadn’t seen a tom around here in months. Well now that she thought about it, she did smell a new scent on her sometimes.

“Kittens?! That… that’s great! Wow kittens huh? But, who’s the dad?”

She wasn’t expecting Hana to get all giddy and giggly upon the question. So there really was a tom in the picture and she didn’t know? Dawn did feel a little hurt but she let her friend talk.

“Weeeeeell, he’s very handsome and funny. He’s also so strong and soooo charming! He’s the dream man Dawn! Oh I should of let you meet him when me and him hung out. Maybe he’ll visit soon!”

And on cue, a new cat leapt up from behind the fence and looked down. Hana grinned and raced over to the ruddy tom. He jumped down and greeted her with a few licks and purrs. Oh… oh he was pretty handsome but nah, not her type. Dawn just sighed before slowly approaching the lovey couple.

“Dawn! This is Firestrike! He’s apart of the clans! Those stories of the cats who live all the way by the mountains? He’s one of them. Yep he comes over to visit from all the way there and he loves my mouse and dangly toys too!” Hana exclaimed before backing off to let her friend and mate speak.

“This is your friend ya talk about huh? Haha nice to meet ya Hana talks about you all the time actually. Seems like you two have a great bond!” The tom spoke up before giving a nuzzle as a greeting.

Dawn was rather stunned by how outgoing this guy was. He talked to her like they’d been childhood buddies and yet she only met him today. She only HEARD about him today. “Uh nice to meet you too!”

“Oooo okay okay I’ll be right back I’m gonna go get some toys so we can all play and hang out. You two better get along!” The lynx point cat chuckled before bounding off leaving the two to become acquainted.

“… sooo Firestrike. Did ya know Hana is having your kits?”

“… what?”

——————

It had been a moon since the two meet. Dawn was still skeptical of the tom but he was frequent and on time with his visits. He truly did love Hana huh? Now that Hana was due today, she noticed that that tom was being more protective. Maybe, just maybe she could let him in. She sighed to herself as she stayed outside and peeled over her fence into Hana’s home. She hadn’t even realized Firestrike too was peeking over.

“Gah does it always take this long?! Like come on the kittens gotta start growing I gotta start teachin em how to be a true cat!” Firestrike complained with a whine. He hopped down from the fence and began to pace around the around.

“Calm down buster. It’s not the end of the world. Just some babies being born. What do you two plan on doing with the kittens?”

“… well… Hana actually wanted me to take them. She knows her owners can’t afford the kittens so she’s hoping they’d do well as wild cats. A shame I wanted them to be raised here but it’s alright.”

Dawn nodded her head before taking a deep breath in and hissed, “I’m going with you then. I’m her best friend and if anything, I wanna make sure her kittens are doing well and before you talk back mister, I’m a lot more tough then you think I am. Hah I could thrive well out there. You cant tell me no here the decision has been made…”

[Swishy & Broken]

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[BigFrog4231]

Username: BigFrog4231
Cat Name: sunshine
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Hunter
Clan: TSS | The Grove
Age: 54 moons
Prompt:

The first time Sunshine met Furzetuft, they were both merely apprentices. Sunpaw walked the border of the Grove when she noticed dark brown and orange fur creeping through the folliage. She was about to dismiss it, but the scent was a tell-tale sign that this cat was up to no good.

``Come out you prey stealer!``, Sunpaw cried out. The head of this myster cat popped out of the bush, a clump of herbs in her mouth. Her big yellow eyes were not filled with fear, but instead curiosity and confusion. Sunpaw steeled herself and walked forward, her pelt bristling with anger and anxiety. ``Do you have feathers in your ears? I said cone out!``, Sunpaw shouts again.

The intruder slowly walks out of the bush, not taking her eyes off Sunpaw. Her body language was hard to read, making Sunpaw even more frustrated. ``Now drop what you have stolen and get outta here!``, Sunpaw orders, holding her tail up in an authoritative manner. The intruder does not drop the herbs, holding her gaze with Sunpaw.

``I did't steal.``, the intruder states. She sounded calm and assured. This was her truth. She takes a step forward, as if asking Sunpaw to challenge her. Sunpaw was furious at this point. ``How dare a rogue come into my territory and steal my clan's herbs?``, Sunpaw spat. She takes a step forward, accepting this intruder's challenge. In an instant Sunpaw is pinned down by the intruder, her quiet demenor hiding her strength. Sunpaw struggles and tries to kick of the cat, but its no use. The intruder slashes Sunpaw's cheek, leaving a thin mark. It was a highly intentional mark. Not to harm, but make her remember.

``My name is Furzepaw.``, she hissed, and bolted into the folliage yet again. Sunpaw wanted to chase after her- to make her pay- but she just watched in silent shock as the mottled she-cat's tail dissapeared into the bushes.





The second time Sunshine met Furzetuft was after her warrior naming ceremony. 6 moons had passed and there was no sign of this intruder. Sunshine ran through the forest, reveling her first hunt as a warrior. She paused to take a drink of water from a stream when she spotted it- the wide yellow gaze she knew too well. She touched her paw to her cheek, remembering the sting of Furzepaw's claws.

``I heard you're a warrior now.``, Furzepaw says matter-of-factly. Sunshine glares at the intruder, who was now sitting on the other side of the stream. ``I don't need congratulations from an herb stealer.``, Sunshine hisses. Her pelt bristled, that anger bubbling up yet again. Furzepaw's expression does not change. ``I wasn't congratulating you.``

The two sit in awkward silence. Sunshine shifts her paws in the silty loam while Furzepaw's gaze boors into her. ``Why are you here?``, Sunshine asks. There is no anger in her voice this time. Furzepaw considers this question as if it will have great impact on her. Sunshine waits impatiently.

``My name is Furzetuft.``, she says. She gets up and walks away, and Sunshine watches her mottled tail disapear once more. She opens her mouth to call out to her, but nothing comes out. She walks back to camp angry at herself.





The last time Sunshine met Furzetuft was at night after a gathering. While her clanmates socialized with the other colonies, Sunshine stayed behind to hunt and clear her head. She was stalking a rather plump looking mouse when suddenly a twig snapped, scaring both Sunshine and the mouse.

``Who's there! Show yourself!``, She hissed. That familiar dark mottle tail dissapeared into the bushes, and Sunshine followed, her heart skipping a beat. She follow the familiar scent of Furzetuft until she brust out of the folliage into a clearing filled with flowers. Furzetuft sat in the middle, her expression unreadable as always.

``Furzetuft...``, Sunshine whispered. She sat down infront of the dark mottled she-cat, catching her breath. Furzetuft started at Sunshine with those large, yellow eyes, and tilted her head ever so slightly. The two look at eachother in silence, the full moon shining down on them.

``I'm glad I got to see you.`` Furzetuft finally says, breaking the silence. Sunshine's heart skips a beat. She wasn't sure why Furzetuft made her feel this way. ``I'm, uh, glad to see you too.``, Sunshine admits sheepishly. Furzetuft smiles slightly.

The two sit in the meadow for the rest of the night, occasionally breaking the silence with short words or quiet purring. Sunshine wished to never leave the meadow, and to always have the company of this strange, lovely cat.

[Rain Ghost]

Username: Rain Ghost
Cat Name: Rainpelt
Gender: female
Rank: TBD
Clan: link in signature :)
Age: 47 moons
Prompt:
Rainpelt tried not to think about Hana too much. She probably shouldn't of thought about her so much in the beginning. When Rainpelt had first met Hana she had fallen Instantly in love. Well, that's not how most people would describe it. When they first met Hana had been slinking around and chatting with the cats in Rainpelt's clan. Whenever she moved onto the next cat, the cat she had been talking to before always had an annoyed expression on their face. This had amused Rainpelt, especially because a lot of the cats Hana had been talking too where pompous buffoons who needed to be put in their place. Rainpelt had been sitting in a small clearing and watching when Hana wondered over to Rainpelt. Rainpelt froze and then relaxed, keeping her cool demeanor. "Hello, kittypet." "Hello, feral beast," Hana shot back and smiled cheekily. Cheeky was a good word to describe everything she did or said. "Who are you?" "A feral beast," Rainpelt replied innocently. "Well, feral beast, I'm Hana." "The kittypet," Rainpelt provided. Hana shrugged carelessly. "I look forward to seeing you around, your feral beastlyness," Hana said and walked away. Rainpelt almost let her get beyond her reach of sight before she called out spontaneously, "It's Rainpelt. My name is Rainpelt!" Hana looked over her shoulder and smiled. She said something, but the wind whipped it away. Rainpelt stood in the clearing for a minute or maybe an hour (who could tell), before turning and walking home. She shouldn't have sought her out again. And again. And again. Because now her heart was broken.

[Knickknacks]

Username: Knickknacks
Cat Name: Coral [formerly: Flower that clings to rock]
Gender: female
Rank: citizen
Clan: salted stone
Age: 3 years
Prompt: [1,013 words]

"Hurry up, Flower! Don't want to freeze your tail off, do you?"

The tortoiseshell molly glanced up from where she'd been sniffing at the ground, trying to catch wind of any kind of scent trail on the icy rock. Her friend was bouncing along ahead, seemingly heedless of the steep drop or narrowness of the path.

"I think you might do well to slow down, Snow," she laughed. "You don't want the tribe's future leader slipping down the mountain, do you? That would be tough to explain to everyone."

Despite her friend being far away, Flower could tell Snow was rolling her eyes from the way she shrugged her shoulders and tilted her head, evidently exasperated. But the grey tabby stopped to wait for her nonetheless, and was smiling when Flower caught up.

"You have a point there, I suppose," Snow said, adopting a mock-haughty tone of voice. "Whatever would you all do without my magnanimous-ness to guide you?" Flower huffed a laugh, nudging her friend's shoulder gently as the two continued on their trek back to camp.

"I'm just disappointed we couldn't catch anything," Flower frowned, scuffing a paw on the ground as they walked. "I don't want everyone to go hungry- and was hoping to maybe pick something up before going back."

"Hey, there are other hunting parties out there- I'm sure at least one of them was more successful than we were," Snow encouraged. "And- hey, if nobody was, I'll go back out with you to hunt again, and we'll try again."

"I just don't like feeling as though we've failed," Flower responded, a faintly sulky expression still clouding her features.

"A bad hunt is not 'failure,'" Snow insisted, flicking her tail. "We can go back, take a quick breather, and then get back at it."

"There's the future leader we all know and love," Flower teased. "So responsible and reliable."

"Yeah, well." Snow's gaze slid sideways, a somewhat nervous laugh escaping her. She did this, sometimes, when her future responsibilities were brought up too frequently, as though the prospect was both exciting and nerve-wracking to her. "You're a pretty reliable cat, too, even with that stubbornness of yours."

"I am not!" Flower gasped in mock outrage.

"Sure you are," Snow said, blinking at her. "It's even there in your name. Almost like your parents knew what kind of cat you'd grow into."

"'Flower that clings to rock?'" she scoffed. "It makes me sound like I'm pretty, but barely holding on."

"You are pretty," Snow teased, nudging her. "But you're also determined. You keep holding on and working, even when it's tough, or when you feel out of place. That's why the tribe is lucky to have a cat like you."

Flower paused for a moment, feeling a burning sensation of embarrassment beneath her fur at the compliment.

"You can't just say things like that," she protested, flicking her ears.

"It is my privilege as your best friend to shower you with compliments," Snow declared primly. "Deal with it."

"Just you wait," Flower laughed. "I'll get you back. I'll compliment you so hard, you won't be able to think of a response."

"Oh, no!" Snow gasped, amidst her ensuing giggles. "I'm so scared! Whatever will I do?"

The gray tabby broke into a run, streaking down the remaining path toward their camp, and Flower gave chase, laughing gleefully as she sprinted after her friend.


- - - - -

"We worry sometimes about the corals, you know- the larger storms can break and damage them somewhat, or steer ships right into them. But they're hardy things, and have been clinging to these rocks since the city was first settled. It's quite beautiful, actually, though- hey! Are you still there?"

"What- oh," the tortoiseshell said, shaking herself quickly. "Sorry, just got... lost in thought for a moment there. Continue."

"I was just talkin' about the waters around here a bit," the other cat responded. Her guide, a curly-furred tomcat called Octopus, had been enthusiastically pointing out all sorts of things on their tour around the city premises. "All kinds of creatures and things in here that can be a bit shocking to newcomers. Like the octopus- the one I'm named after- that one can give cats a real scare if they come across one. Come to think of it," the other cat mused, turning to peer at Flower with curious eyes. "What's your name? I don't recall you giving one before."

Her old name was on the tip of her tongue, ready to spill out, before Flower paused.

She had left her tribe behind- she was farther home than she'd ever been, now. Tribe names didn't seem to be common around here, in this strange city full of cats with a way of life different than she'd ever seen. If she was going to settle here, she wanted to pick a name that would fit in a bit better. Still, though she didn't want to go by Flower, it didn't feel quite right to abandon her birth name.

Unbidden, the thought of Snow's words from long ago flitted into her head. You keep holding on and working, even when it's tough, or when you feel out of place.

She had never felt so out of place- separated from her tribe during a blizzard, being picked up and revived by a group of traveling cats who had taken her far from home, traveling all the way to this strange city on the coast. And yet... though she missed her friends, and her old way of life, she didn't feel ready to go back. She wanted to stay, and see what this place had to offer.

"What did you say those... branching things in the water were called again?" she asked Octopus.

"Coral reefs!" He said, tilting his head in faint puzzlement. "Why?"

"Coral," she interjected, testing out the feel of the name on her tongue. "You can call me Coral."

She would miss her tribe for sure- she would miss Snow- but this way, even with a new name, she would have something to remember them by.

[OmbreCoyote]

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