[BigFrog4231]

Merry christmas to those of you who celebrate! And those who don't,
I hope you're all having a wonderful season and i wish you all
a happy upcoming new year!

Brr, it's freezing outside! Good thing this cat is all bundled up!
What does this cat do to warm up?

max 600 words, art and extras encouraged!

Ends January 9th at CS Rollover [8th to 9th]

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Name: northfever
Gender: dmab tom [he/him]
Rank: warrior
Clan: delta gardens
Description: charcoal lilac silver braided tabby sepia point with pink eyes
Age: 36 moons | 3 years
Edits: [nr] expression, accessories
[c] whiskers, eye shape, sclera color, ear placement, pointed ears, ear tufts
[uc] long tail, unnatural eye color, med fur edits, muzzle edits
Owner: basils

[néktar]

watching! good luck everyone <33

[SilentMelody]

Username: SilentMelody
Cat Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Clan: (Please link)
Age: (1 year or above)
Prompt: Mark!!

[Pathetic]

Username: ZIigglly
Cat Name: Cotus
Gender: She- Cat
Rank: OverSoul
Clan: Moonlit Valley
Age: 26 moon's
Prompt: Words: 431
| ....It's one of those cold and silent night's in the valley , the strong blizzard wing's making the valley whistle and swoon clashing with the exposed crystals as the wind rushed through the valley , Cotus was not a stranger too the cold , quiet the opposite , though in the younger day's..well..younger is a understatement Almost at birth they were born into a almost chaotic tornado like blizzard , So the cold wasnt a ' issue ' per-say , but it was still a issue when it come's to doing daily task and such...it was early in the morning though the outside seemed very dull and icy it was infact only a few hour's or so before sunrise...Cotus was..well to say the least not happy about this , they enjoyed the thought of the sun beaming down in the cold , the snow being lit by the sun..but today wasnt one of those day's....Cotus was in the Ascension Cove ..her journey was to go to the Deep Crackle of the forest to collect some moontis berry's and if possible a iced cone , Iced cron's arent ' rare ' but still a hard thing to come by...their just well..hard to chase , Iced cone's are somewhat magical , they are iced Diamond shaped object's that almost glide against the snow..they seem to have some type of conscious when spotted they almost gasp ? such as being surprised in a happy playful way , once caught they melt in the paw's of whoever caught them and once melted show a cluster of malleable sap that can be used to heal and sometime's eat for the sweet and tangy taste....Cotus was not the happiest do this laboring task but obeyed , since everyone has to pull their weight in one way or another ...cotus wasnt going to just leave the warmth of the Ascension cove to the freezing hell's of the valley..so..what could Cotus put on to warmth herself...something...atleast somewhat stylish ? yet no one would see her anyway's just for her own satisfaction...Cotus rummaged through herd's and other cloth's to cover herself with...nothing....AH ! a lovely brown hat and a a nice designed scarf with light brown and white designs with small little tree's knitted onto it...Cotus was more then happy to do her job if it meant should could wear this , Cotus put these warming item's on with a happy shuffle ...she made her way through the ascension cove almost hopping along as she did so , thought it wouldnt make her completely ' safe ' from the freezing temperatures...it was still better than nothing..and very stylish , she made her way into the cold freezing valley on her way to complete her work's.... |

[ArtMajor]

Username: ArtMajor
Cat Name: Frostblossom
Gender: Female
Rank: Cloverleaf (Curan Warrior)
Clan: The Elysian Fields
Age: 48y
Prompt: [487 words]

Frostblossom trudged through the snow, her herb pack tucked close to her throat with a scarf woven over it to protect it from the cold. "ohhhh it's too cold for the Empas" she grumbled "Let's just send the Curan then! Their cold hearts will keep their fur from feeling the snow" her claws flexed as she tread through the mostly empty streets.

The only other cats about were other Curan, their wrappings swapped out for scarves marking their faction. Frostblossom's whip-thin tail lashed, a display of anger she wouldn't have dared shown had any Valor been on the streets. At least she was on her way back to her den. Even though Curan may have been the least favored of the factions, they were still treated to the necessities such as a warm building to sleep in, and consistent food supply. And on a night like tonight, after a long day of tending to the Empas's farms and animals in the thick snow, there was nothing Frostblossom wanted more than to curl up in her nest and let the sounds of the city lull her to sleep.

Nodding to the factionless worker that stood guard at the door, Frostblossom made her way inside. As soon as the warmth hit her, Frostblossom let out a content sigh, stretching for a moment to relax her limbs. She continued through the building, climbing up the stairs quickly. As she reached third floor, she shook off her hat, draping it on her back as she wandered down the hall, until she arrived at her door. Frostblossom pressed her nose to the scanner at the door, and it swung open. Stepping inside, she continued to shake off her wrappings, laying them carefully on the shelf near the entrance. Just by being back home, her anger had soothed, and she was already feeling much better.

Leaping onto her bed, Frostblossom let herself curl into a circle, reminding herself that it could be worse. Although she was sent out into the snow to tend to other faction's plants because they were too lazy to work during the snowstorms, she could be like the Factionless, who would continue to work in the cold throughout the night, kept warm by collars developed by the Perceps. Frostblossom had used one once, and although she had been warm, it was uncomfortable. She could also be like the Jurat, so haughty that she thought herself too good to work in the snow. Frostblossom let out a soft snort. Even though Curan was the least-well off faction, there was still no other place she'd rather live.

Letting herself drift to sleep in the warmth of her den, Frostblossom couldn't help but smile. After all, here in the warmth of her den, she knew who she was, where she belonged, and who would have her back in the harsh weathers of life. How could the other factions lay claim to that?

[Beezhivez]

Username: Beezhivez
Cat Name: Theo
Gender: Tom
Rank: Scout
Clan: Wanderers of the Bay
Age: 5 years
Prompt:

Loneliness was something Theo wasn't unfamiliar with, coming from a nomadic family and all.

A sharp breeze cut through his fur, he shivered against the scarf he made himself. It was particularly cold today, moreso than he was used to feeling. The lake nearby had frozen over, and he had struggled to gather branches and brambles to fix his den.
- He nestles down with a friend
- He's also mute.

Marking! I'll continue when I have more brain juice </3

[feverish]

Username: basils
Cat Name: northfever
Gender: dmab tom [he/him]
Rank: warrior
Clan: delta gardens
Age: 36 moons | 3 years
Prompt: northfever warms up the best way he knows how- cuddling! he's a flirt, and an embarrassing one at that, but cuddling is a kind of intimacy that he takes rather seriously, especially when it's cold. when the warriors heap together, you can find him at the bottom, cozied up and purring.

[Vivika]

Username: vivika
Cat Name: silvio
Gender: male (he/him)
Rank: aristocat
Clan: azeryn
Age: thirteen moons
Prompt: 599 words <3

“i’m telling you━we’re out of sweetspice cider━”

“upping my offer. fifty peças.” with a wink, he slid the coins over, the woody whorls of the vendor’s stall calloused under his paws. “come on, léonardo. i bet you still have that secret stash…”

“silvio, silvio.” the weary lines of the vendor’s features deepened and he dragged out a long sigh. “you are indeed my best customer, but i am not joking. i am not. we are out━no emergency stash, nothing. nada. it’s the cold and the ciders are popular this winter.”

“but━”

“silvio, no more. otherwise these old ears will drop from my head.” a softer smile pulled, genuine, but equally exasperated. “the markets are still open. go wander, youngling. see if there’s anything else to ease your plight? might i suggest…”


━━━

his teeth chattered like an alchemist’s mallet upon steel.

but honestly? an alchemist’s lodge would be endlessly better than wandering around these stars-forsaken markets, a maze with no logic, nor reason. his paws slapped against frozen cobblestone, tongue slandering the cold, but his gaze didn’t falter.

in an alleyway, vibrant silks fluttered, a stream of prismatic light battling the shadows. azures and golds, emeralds and velvets, shimmering silvers and muted cashmeres glided as if winged warriors defending its wooden fortress. a fortress on the cusp of collapse.

shivering, he stepped to the caravan's shattered window.

“hi hi hi!” a head of rosy curls shot up, a grin adorning her jaws and coal dust smeared under her eyes. “my mami’s out, but i can help you if you want!”

a kit, seriously?

his paws pounded against the cold stone, toes flexing to fight the cold. “uh, i’m looking for something called━”

“are you cold?” her paws pitter-pattered, a dull echo amplifying to a roar as a door creaked open. “you should come in!”

and he wasn’t about to refuse.

the warmth cradled him, a beckoning kiss against his withered toes. a spell… he couldn’t escape. tentatively, he hopped in, wincing as the floorboards wavered beneath him.

“i made you tea!” she set the cracked mug down, the steam curling in gentle spirals. “honey tea! it should warm you right up! at least that’s what mami says.”

“thanks.” he took a sip. sweetness melted, resurrecting a warmth in him, but the cloying taste clung to his tongue and he hid a wince. nothing compared to sweetspice cider. "so… where’s your mother?”

“busy.” her nose wrinkled, smudging the coal stain beneath her eye. “she collects rocks to sell, i think. mami doesn’t like talking about it━are you warm, now?”

the tea turned sickeningly sacharrine on his tongue.

they didn’t have much. the dilapidated caravan, the less-than-central market location, the coal mining━stars, the tea was probably a luxury. something he was drinking out of politeness. “uh, very warm, thanks.”

“i’ve got something that’ll keep you warm, forever! hold on…”

with a flourish, fine cashmere hugged his frame, hanging like a garland from his back. cotton boots and mufflers adorned him, cocooning him within a bubble of warmth.

as she sat back, crescent eyes curved in a satisfied smile, a laugh of his own danced. “it’s grand, thank you. here…” from his leather pouch, coppers spilled out, a mountain glistening with the king’s seal. “keep the change.”

her eyes widened. “you sure?”

“certainly.” he winked. “and hey, thanks for the scarf. it’s warm.”

as he headed out, a different warmth cradled his chest. unrivalled by sweetspice, tea or the scarf.
a warmth that only came with giving, a kindness he’d… forgotten.

now, it was to put those coins to better use…

[Mooshyy]

Username: mooshyy
Cat Name: mousewind
Gender: male | he/him
Rank: hunter
Clan: hollowclan
Age: 21 moons
Prompt: mousewind is perpetually cold so he wears his scarf and hat all year round, but when winter comes around mousewind's boyfriend gives him his button up and makes blankets out of leftover feathers, fur, and dry moss

[BigFrog4231]

Username: basils
Cat Name: northfever
Gender: dmab tom [he/him]
Rank: warrior
Clan: delta gardens
Age: 36 moons | 3 years
Prompt: northfever warms up the best way he knows how- cuddling! he's a flirt, and an embarrassing one at that, but cuddling is a kind of intimacy that he takes rather seriously, especially when it's cold. when the warriors heap together, you can find him at the bottom, cozied up and purring.

congrats!! i really loved your entry, I thought it was so cute!
id like to give vivika an hm! i loved your writing and world building!