[Adamented]

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Where did this kitty find their friend?
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Name: Delphi
Gender: female
Rank: citizen
Clan: Salted Stone
Description: blue-silver chinchilla with mid-high white
Age: 3 years
Edits:

[nr] expression, accessories, animal companion (chinchilla)
[c] eyelashes, min. fur, ear tufts, whiskers

Owner: Knickknacks

[Thani]

Username:Thani
Cat Name: Cardamom
Gender:Female
Rank: Magic teacher
Clan: Feyclan
Age: 4 years
Prompt:
When Cardamom first met Pygmy she was at her lowest.

The convergence was beaming with magical light, more than any feyfolk or cat had seen in years and Elowyn, the first to enter the fey realm knew that she had to act fast to preserve the magical effects. She gathered as many nearby clans as she could and helped distribute the magical effects to each newly born in hopes that when they came of age to become hunters or teachers their magical nature would reveal itself. Cardamom was amongst those chosen to bear the magic gift, and her story simply began there.

Cardamom was a quiet natured cat, she enjoyed the simplicity in life and delighted on walks alone through the Fey'Lynn forests.
One particular evening, during a visit from the great Elowyn herself, cardamom had snuck off against her guardians wishes again. Elowyn was there to check on the nearby clan of course, but also to check on those whom she gave the gift of magic to a year ago. It was around the time most's magic would come to light and it was no different for the other kits in the area cardamom was from.
Light magic and fire magic aplenty, even a few who showed signs of a stronger resolve and magical tankiness.

Cardamom knew deep down that her magic wasn't going to show itself. She felt no spark of light, no warmth of fire brewing deep within...not even a stronger sense of purpose or resolve. No what she felt was the same thing she had always felt all her life, a love for nature and quiet walks amongst the forest. Cardamom wasn't upset by this self revelation but she knew her parents and guardians would be disappointed that she could not move up and find sanctuary in the inner tree, where the warriors and teachers lived.

When she arrived back home, after a long day of just walking and enjoying nature, she was met with a very serious looking face.

"Where have you been? The great one has been waiting for over an hour, she insisted on seeing you before she left"
Cardamom sunk a bit down, embarrassed firstly but also a little nervous to be seen by Elowyn the great, knowing she had waited for nothing.

"I'm sorry, it was just such a nice day and-"

"Come on, just get inside, she has waited long enough."
Cardamom was ushered inside, and promptly placed in front of Elowyn to be examined and tested.

Cardamom sat there in silence as Elowyn circled her with a silent, almost judging eye. At least that was how it felt to her, maybe it wasn't as bad as she was feeling, all considering.
It was only a moment, but it felt like an eternity before Elowyn stopped, placed a paw on her own and closed her eyes.
Her parents sat by and watched, hopeful. Hopeful that their only child would have some sort of talent, something to help them move up and into the inner tree.

Elowyn simply stopped, a puzzled look on her face before stepping back to grab her things.

"Well, does she have a gift? Has it awoken yet?"
Her mother piped up, hopeful that the silence didn't mean anything bad.

"She has no gift." Elowyn simply said, "I suppose even I make mistakes sometimes. I am sorry to have wasted your time"
And with that she left, swiftly out the door, and onto the next village to check on the other kits.

Cardamom felt a sense of sadness wash over her, she had known full well that the magic had not taken to her like it should have. She knew and yet she felt like she had disappointed everyone that she cared about. She heard her mother call out to her as she ran out of their home, and towards the thicker, denser forest. She needed to be alone for a while.

After running for what felt like an hour, cardamom stopped and sat beneath one of the many tall,pink trees in the territory.
She sighed a big sigh and collapsed up against it, just looking up to the sky.
"Why me?....This has happened maybe two times ever...so why me?"
She continued to talk to herself, questioning why this had to happen to her.

"Maybe it's because you aren't good enough, sugar?" An unfamiliar voice piped up, somewhere to the left of where she sat.

Cardamom was quick to jolt up, looking in the direction of the mysterious voice but seeing no one there.
"Look up a bit." The voice piped up again and cardamom did her best to angle her head into the trees to look for what she assumed was another cat.

However what she saw up in the trees was not another cat, but instead some incredibly small furry chinchilla. Something the clan would usually hunt and eat was sitting up in the tree across from her...talking to her. She had to be dreaming right now.
The small chinchilla cocked its head a bit, curiously looking down at Cardamom.
"I...I must be dreaming.." She voiced her concern, lifting a paw to rub at her eyes as she stared in the direction of the creature.

"Oh believe me, sugar, this is all real......Strange isn't it? Being able to understand each others words..." Cardamom watched as the small furry creature climbed down and onto another branch, perching up to stare directly at her. "Imagine me just on my daily walk through the forest, coming upon a big one and understanding the words that come from its toothy mouth."
Cardamom went to stand and all that she could think of was she needed to get back to the village, she needed to find her parents and tell them what had just occurred.
She all but sprinted out of the forest, towards home as a startled chinchilla debated following or not.

"Hey wait!! Where are you going?" The furry thing called out, not quite fast enough to keep up...Maybe it would have to just sit and hope that the big toothy one would come back around....

And she did come back, day after day the same spot. Cardamom had tried to explain to her parents what had happened but they were hesitant to believe her. Talking to another creature and understanding it? It had never been heard of, but maybe this was her gift..maybe just maybe this was something new that had been discovered. Maybe Elowyn was wrong about her not having any magical ability.
Cardamom and the small chinchilla had been cautious to get too close to one another. The would speak about their very different lives. Argue about things, learn new things, work on not calling eachother a "big toothy one" or "a tasty snack".
Growing a friendship that would be difficult to explain to the others back home. Finding that no one quite understood her love for the forest the way that she did.

"What do they call you?" Cardamom would ask one day, upon realizing that her newest friend had not given her anything to call her by.

"Pigerelli usually, but I am not too fond of that name. If I had to chose I would love to be called Rosalind or maybe even Cardamom!" she would fall into a fit of small chirpy noises, which cardamom could only guess was a laugh.

"You cannot have my name you little sna-..." She would huff, stopping herself.

"I am sorry sugar, but it is so beautiful!" Cardamom would roll her eyes, a smile adoring her face.

"I see nothing wrong with the name Pigerelli. but if you do not wish to be called that...how about..Pygmy?" Cardamom would suggest, seeing as how this chinchilla especially was smaller than any of those that she had seen in this forest before.

"Pygmy..." The chinchilla would scratch its chin in silent though. A moment would pass before she would jump off her branch for the first time and onto even ground in front of Cardamom.
"I think I like that name, friend."

[néktar]

Username: néktar
Cat Name: silverwinds
Gender: molly
Rank: wanderer
Clan: shallowclan
Age: 31 moons
Prompt:

[eldritch hound]

marking ^^

[GrimmRatt]

Username: GrimmRatt
Cat Name: Silversplash
Gender: male afab
Rank: warrior
Clan: Rushingclan
Age: 20 moons
Prompt: mark,,

[Skiteralz]

Username: dino nuggie
Cat Name: Moonshine
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4806315&p=140253621#p140253621
Age: 19 moons
Prompt: Moonshine huffed. she had been digging a tunnel for what seemed like moons, though it was only a few hours. Her paws were sore and dirty with mud. But she was ready to dig for moons and moons after that, to prove her loyalty. She was a former kittypet. The tunnel needed to be complete within a span of a few sunrises, her clan needed the tunnel to allow easy access to some hunting ground. The forest there was lush with greenery, even in the harsh leaf-bare plants and animals were thriving. Her clan Needed that that hunting ground. And she was going to make sure of it. She was finally going to prove that she would do anything to help them, ever since Eveningstar had taken her in, the clan questioned her loyalty, every time she went to the fresh kill pile she would hear gossiping. "Why is she even eating? she hasn't helped the clan once, i don't even know why eveningstar brought her here, a kittypet." They would spit out the word kittypet as if it were crow-food. Eveningstar chose her because moonshine was unlike the rest of sunclan, she had a small body, not used to the undergrowth, and she had more knowledge about the tunnels then anyone else. Thinking of the fresh kill pile made her even hungrier. She began to make her way out of the tunnel until a small shriek jerked her from her thoughts. Her pelt bristled, then she forced her fur to lie flat again. it didn't sound like a huge threat. She made her way down again, barely noticing how dark it was. She saw a small little creature nibbling on a couple of the roots that grew there. She looked at it curiously, she had never seen this animal before.... "Hello" She whispered. She tried to look the least threatening. The animal looked at her startled, but then it started to realize that she wasn't much of a threat. It approached her cautiously, then nuzzled up to her as if she were its mother. She strangely felt a surge of affection for this little creature. she grabbed its scruff and began to carry it to her clan, not to eat, but to keep it and care for it. "come on! lets go and get you something to eat, As would a Queen and her kit. She was trotting excitedly, she already thought of a name for it, dawn, that was the name of her littermate who died moons after birth, now she would always remember her through the little creature she was holding in her jaws.

[Pathetic]

Username: ZIigglly
Cat Name: Suko
Gender: Fem
Rank: Devi's ( Loners/Helpers ? )
Clan:Moonlit Valley
Age: 19 moon's
Prompt:
Suko is a very..hard to describe cat , well when VIper was out on a patrol with a few of the other crystalline..they saw suko well..trying to catch a Dark Squirrel , which is a trying task for even a group of Cat's but to see how foolish she muste felt when seeing a group of cat's observing her attempt's to Catch was , to say the least Embarrassing for Suko , Viper held back with the crystalline once Sukon noticed they were spotted They quickly made their way into a Open Tree stump clambering under it with quick haste...viper held back not knowing if this Cat was hostile or not..but he was intrigued , He told the other's to hold back and continue their patrol While he met with this cat...he hadn't noticed their ' Companion ' they had with them since when they were spotted they quickly got out of eyesight..Once the rest of the crystalline had made their way to the opposite side of the valley Viper took his time sniffing out where that mysterious cat had gone..they didnt seem to go to far...Viper heard a slight shuffling sound near a dead tree...a stump that had a hidey-hole made under it , like someone had dug it out purposefully , Viper stood near the entrance of this Hidey-Hole , he had a hunch that perhaps that had gone under their..But he didnt want to be so Aggressive and demanding..he wasnt the most demanding person even as a Third-Eye ..Viper crouched down to look into the hole to see 2 pair's pf eye's which wasnt what he expected but..it wasnt unusual for creature's to hide together..if that was what he was seeing , Viper spoke softly trying not to startle what the cat and whatever else was in their ? - ' Excuse me ?..Are you the cat from earlier ? '...No answer , well he could tell clearly there was someone in their but they were being stubborn or atleast wanting to seem like they aren't...Viper spoke again trying to seem a little bit more demanding - ' Im only trying to investigate ..And figure out why your Hiding ? ' ...A nervous sounding voice responded ' I-..Leave me alone ! ' ..Viper stood back a bit , at-least he was right about someone being in their..now just to get them out ? ' Im Viper , Id love to meet you..and..whatever is in their with you ? ' - It seem to perk up the Suko's eye's seemingly Became bright with gleam . Suko pawed the outside of the hidey-hole a bit before they squeezed out of it , their fur dusted with dirt and twig's , It was only Suko...But then a small Unknown creature to VIper hopped out of the Hidey-Hole quickly making it's way up Suko's leg and onto her back , Viper gave a Friendly smile..trying his best not to be afraid of this strange creature ,,suko seemed to change their demener to a happy and friendly after Viper mentioning their ' Companion '..Suko nodded happily as they began to explain their friend - ' This is Silk , my friend...Well i kinda found them but now we are friend's ^^ ' - Viper gave a blank expression..Friend ? ..right..he didnt want to seem not liking of the..thing they had but he just wanted to know more about it.. - ' Uh..what is your friend ? ' - Suko hopped a bit overly excited about the topic - ' Oh Silk is a chin...chinchi-..A chinchilla , Yea ! ' - Viper tilted their head..A chinchilla ? he had never heard of such a thing..but he couldn't deny that they were quite fluffy..Viper Offered to talk more if they were to , speak and maybe come back to Moonlit Valley..Suko Agreed happily ...Uh the end

[changeling.]

Username: K1NGCL3M3NT1N3
Cat Name: reflecting’pool cali
Gender: female [she/her]
Rank: member
Clan: lily meadow alliance
Age: 20 moons
Prompt:
reflecting’pool remembers that freezing night that led her to isfrid more than she thinks she’ll remember any other in her life.

“please, i promise i won’t- i won’t be a bother anymore!” she begged, crouching and cowering away from the two larger cats in front of her. the leader’s mouth curled back in a snarl, exposing her sharp teeth glinting as she snapped, “kid, you’ve done nothing but scare off any potential food since you were dropped off here. you haven’t pulled your weight, and frankly you’re far more trouble than you’re worth. go while it’s still light out and you can find some place to hide from the cold tonight.”

the young molly whimpered, tried a final time, “please, you can’t do this to me- we’re sisters-“

“i don’t care, cali. go.”

cali turned light on her paws and skittered away. she could hear the loud sounds of the group of cats behind her laughing, some starting to run on the hard concrete of the city as well. spirits know where they were running to but- well. cali could only pray it wasn’t after her and speed up her pace.

it could have been minutes or hours or days later, she wasn’t sure, but finally she skidded to a stop. the cold bite of the air didn’t assist her wheezing for breath, and she curled up under a bush nearby. something small but… surprisingly warm touched her head, and though she didn’t look up, she leaned into the touch.

cali struggled to get her breathing even and normal again, but finally she was able to look up, remove her paws from where she had pulled them up to cover her eyes. staring at her, it’s nose still half-touching her head, was a tiny little white creature with gray spots.

“hey, buddy,” cali murmured at it, a small, worn smile growing on her exhausted face. she nuzzled it gently, and the thing squeaks at her. “you’re one of those chinchilla things, right? my ma once said that’s what i am.”

she patted the chinchilla on its small head and it seemed to take that as a sign to climb up onto her back and bury itself into her neck fluff. she giggled and curled closer into herself. “i don’t blame you… cold, huh?”

she sighed, and her breath fogged up in a small cloud in front of her. she stared blankly at it for a moment. the reality of her situation felt like it was setting in; she was stuck here under a bush, with no family to turn to and no group to protect her. the chinchilla touched its nose to her cheek. cali turned and nuzzled it, saying, “guess it’s just you and me for tonight. how about i call you… isfrid?”

ever since that night, she can’t get isfrid off her- not that she’s really tried hard. it’s stuck around with her even when she finally found a home in the alliance. reflecting’pool isn’t sure if the thing’s a spirit guide or just a little guy in need of a warm, fuzzy shelter but- well, she wouldn’t trade it for the world either way.

[almondkitty]

Username: AlmondKitty
Cat Name: Whisper of Falling Snow (Misha)
Gender: female
Rank: ranger
Clan: rosemary meadows
Age: 5 years
Prompt:
When she was a young kit, Misha's clan was ravaged by a sickness. She watched as her clanmates withered and died while the medicine cat and her apprentices tried and failed to save them. As the disease quickly began to wipe out the clan, her mother made the hard decision to take her four kits and make for the mountain clans where she had heard they might be allowed to stay. The journey was hard and soon Misha's siblings grew weaker. Fever took one, whilst another wandered too far from their mother and was snatched by a hawk.

It took them two moons to make their way to the mountain clans and prey was scarce. The harsh weather weather of leaf-bare was starting and Misha's mother grew weak. With only her mother and one brother left, Misha swore she would see them safely to their new home. But life had other plans and when she finally arrived, Misha was all alone. The mountain clans welcomed her and she was nursed back to health, though she never felt truly at home there. She was given a new name when she was adopted and was then on known as Whisper of Falling Snow. In her heart, she was still Misha, as her mother named her.

She stayed among the mountain clans for many moons, and through her time in there she learned of a celebration they held every leaf-bare called Christmas. Every season on the night of the last full moon of leaf-bare, a jolly cat riding an eagle would fly to every clan and deliver presents to good kits. When she was still recovering from her trip up the mountains she often heard stories of Christmas and happily awaited the day. It grew to be her favorite time of the year, despite the sad memories surrounding leaf-bare.

One particular night, around Christmas time, she snuck away from the clan to watch the night sky for traces of that magical Christmas cat. She knew it was only a tale told to kits, yet she couldn't help but check every year. Standing in the snow, peering up at the sky, Misha suddenly heard a scuffling sound coming from a pine tree nearby. Not easily frightened and often curious, she snuck over to the pine to investigate. As soon as she lifted her paw to move the branches covering the snowy ground, a fluffy grey & white ball came barreling out at her, smacking her right in the chest.

They both landed in the snow, Misha quickly scrambling to her feet and readying herself for a fight, only to see a tiny chinchilla curled up in a ball beside her, whimpering. Relaxing her stance, she slowly approached the miniscule creature.

“Are you all alone? Where's your family?”

The little chinchilla peered up at her, eyes wide. “I.. I don't know...”

She sighed, glancing around. Her nose detected no other signs of life, which meant that the little chinchilla was indeed alone. “Why don't you come with me? It's cold out here, even for someone as fluffy as you!”

The chinchilla quickly unfurled, scurrying back under the pine tree. Misha could still see the fluffy creatures face behind the green needles, looking at her apprehensively.

“I won't hurt you, I promise. And if anyone dares try to lay a claw on you, they'll have to get through me first.” She puffed her chest out proudly. Despite still being a young cat, she was confident in her fighting abilities due to the harsh conditions she had to live in as a kit.

The chinchilla tenderly snuck out from underneath the pine and made her way over to Misha. “You mean it? You'll take care of me?”

She looked down as the small animal grasped her paw gently. “Of course I will.” She said gently. “Do you have a name?”

The little creature looked away shyly. “No, my mama never named me..” She suddenly perked up, patting Misha's leg with her tiny paws. “But you could name me!”

Misha bent down, tilting her head from side to side as she examined the fluffy grey & white chinchilla. “Hmm.. well, I think you look like a lilac feather! What do you think of that? We'll call you Feather, if you like it!”

Feather squeaked in excitement. “You're right! I do look like a feather! I love it!” She scurried up Misha's leg and onto her back, nuzzling into the fur on her neck.

Misha laughed, looking back up at the stars. She recalled the promise she made to her brother and mother way back when, that she would get them to their new home safely. She glanced back at the mountain clan she had called home for so long in the distance and realized she had been longing to leave ever since she arrived. With her new companion and a newfound resolve, she made her way back toward the clan to say her goodbyes.

“What do you think about going on an adventure to find a place to call home?” She asked Feather, crunching through the snow.

“I've always wanted to go on an adventure!” She squealed, clambering onto Misha's head. “Onwards!”

From then on, the two companions traveled together always.

[Knickknacks]

Username: knickknacks
Cat Name: Delphi
Gender: female
Rank: citizen
Clan: salted stone
Age: 3 years
Prompt: [1025 words]

The wood of the docks was smooth and warm under Delphi's paws as she trotted along, eager to see what ships had anchored. The city of Salted Stone, due to its prime location, experienced a near-constant flow of visiting ships with various cargos, but it was less common for so many to arrive at once.

As a kitten, Delphi had been one to sprint down to the docks with every arrival, clutching whatever small allowance her parents had given her and hoping to purchase a unique fruit, or a small keepsake. Now grown and with a job of her own, she could not be so easily diverted from her work- but the amount of colorful sails and unfamiliar cats thronging the docks had been too strong a temptation to resist. Delphi felt a kittenlike excitement bubbling up in her at all of the sights and smells pressing in on all sides. The pouch of money dangling from her belt felt heavy, and she knew there was a good chance it would all be spent by the time she departed. That was okay, though. She'd scraped together enough income recently that she could afford to splurge a little.

Some of the sailors were hawking fruits and crops- those not available to the cats of Salted Stone due to their climate, and limited farming area. Some brandished tapestries and weavings that were breahtakingly beautiful, made by skilled paws- and, therefore, highly expensive and far out of her budget.

The one place Delphi did not usually care to stop, though was the crates of animals. She had had her tail bitten by a sailor's parrot as a kitten, and was not typically keen on exposing herself to such misbehavior again.

Today, though, as she trotted along, a bundle of fur a similar shade to her own caught her eye, huddled in a small wooden crate. Delphi did not recognize the shape of the creature, and her curiosity brought her paws to a stop. She had to bend her head to be able to peer into the crate, and was met with a pair of dark eyes and a quivering nose.

"Oh," she said softly, in spite of herself. "Hello there." The animal looked almost similar to a rabbit or a squirrel- but, upon looking closer, she saw that its fur was damp and matted, that its ears were laid back in discomfort- that it was clearly not suited to sea travel. She felt a spark of pity for the creature, followed by anger at whatever sailors had not been paying close enough attention to its wellbeing.

"You interested in that little fellow?" Delphi glanced up with a start to see a scruffy sailor grinning at her. A brightly colored parrot perched on his shoulder, eyeing her beadily. Delphi gave a small frown to the pair of them, squaring her shoulders.

"Yes, I am," she said, without thinking about it. "Yes." Stronger, more resolved this time. "What's your asking price?"


- - -

Gull was no stranger to odd questions.

It just about came with the territory, she presumed, being one of the only working farms in the area. Goodness knew the soil surrounding the cliffside city wasn't the best, but she managed to make do- and as such, was regarded almost as something of a plant wizard by the other residents of the city. She'd been hounded by many neighbors who struggled to start backyard gardens, or keep something so small as a houseplant alive.

She did not usually get visitors asking about animals.

That was what was happening now, though- Delphi had burst into her home, carrying a small crate with an animal that Gull had only ever seen in the pages of books before.

"Goodness me, Delph!" She crowed, laughing a little at her friend. "Where on earth did you get a chinchilla?"

"Oh, good," Delphi said, visibly relaxing as she put down the crate, bending her head to make sure the little animal inside was alright. "I was hoping you'd know what it was."

"Why does everyone keep assuming that I know things?" Gull said with an exaggerated eyeroll. "I'm just a simple farmer, really."

"You do know things," Delphi insisted. "You're about the smartest cat anyone knows."

"You flatter me," Gull scoffed, bending to peer at the animal herself. "What seems to be the problem here?"

"I got him at the market," Delphi said. "He didn't look- happy. I couldn't just leave him there. But then I realized I didn't know anything about caring for this creature, or even what type of animal it was- and you were the best cat I could think of to ask."

"Again with the assumptions," Gull grumbled, already striding over to her bookshelf. "You're in luck, though- I happen to have a book on the care and keeping of unusual critters. Many years ago I dreamed of having a kind of menagerie alongside my farm, before I realized that plants are not capable of biting and insubordination."

Delphi gave a meaningful side glance to the venus flytrap on Gull's windowsill.

"Do you want the book or not?" Gull huffed.

"Of course I do," Delphi said. "Thank you." She hesitated, then reached to unlatch the crate. "Is it okay if I-?" she asked, tilting her head at Gull. "He's been cooped up for so long."

"If you take responsibility for any damage he causes," Gull deadpanned. "Of course you may."

The little animal emerged slowly, blinking up at the pair of them. He sat still on Gull's countertop for a moment, considering, and then with a little hop had raced to perch on Delphi's shoulder.

"Ah," Gull laughed, "he's recognized you as a friend already. That's a good start."

Delphi craned her neck, trying to squash a grin and looking absolutely baffled at the presence of the little animal clinging to her fur.

"How about you start reading," Gull suggested, "and I'll try to scrape together some food for the little fellow."

Delphi nodded, looking down at the dark eyes of her new companion.

"I'll do my very best to take care of you from here on out," she murmured. "I promise."