[Centipedes]

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[Swishy & Broken]

But when I entered the world of the Dark Forest, I was met by another cat. Their pelt was dark, wearing a spiked collar. I froze, terrified, before spotting my friend in the distance. They looked sad, before turning away. “They know too much. Take care of them.” My friend spoke, before fading into the distance. Before I could even speak, the dark cat wore a deadly smirk, before attacking me. The pain was real, their teeth and claws bearing into me. I fought back, using the moves my friend taught me. But it was no use. My life slipped from my paws as easily as the butterfly did.
The dark cat chuckled, shaking their pelt free, but as they turned, they came face to face with another cat. The long toothed deputy, who had entered the dream state in an attempt to save the young warrior. They glared at the dark cat, “I should’ve known you were up to this.” They hissed, while the dark cat only shook their head, amused. “It wasn’t me, no. I just did the dirty work for the real mastermind. But you’re too late, your little warrior is already gone.” The deputy then snarled, “Just wait until the others find out the Dark Forest was up to this, we’ll-“ But the dark cat smirked, “You won’t be doing anything, actually. This secret dies with you.” They said, watching as the purple eyed cat came up behind the deputy and attacked. The dark cat joined in, the duo taking out the deputy for good. The two Dark Forest cats looked at each other, knowing well this could spark war. But as long as the cats of the earthly world didn’t decide to join in, it would be just fine. For StarClan was soft and weak in comparison. The dark cat filled the cold forest with laughter, “Soon, he Dark Forest will rule eternally. And no mortal cats will be able to stop us.” Though the purple eyed cat couldn’t help but feel the faintest bit of guilt. For they had begun to care for their good-hearted little friend. If only they hadn’t spilled the secret.
Writing by xem.

Write about a cat's dark past.
400 Words max please, as much art as your heart desires.

Ends 2/25 @ 7pm cst !

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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]

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Description: blue mackerel tabby
Age:
Edits:
[nr] claws, accesories, expression
[c] whiskers, eye shape, eyelashes, fang, ear tufts
[uc] unnatural eye color, med fur
Owner:

[Skarrred]

Username: Skarrred
Cat Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Clan: (Please link)
Age: (1 year or above)
Prompt: lil' mark

[Arrikanez]

Username: Arrikanez
Cat Name: The Night Cries Fire
Gender: Male
Rank: Knight
Clan: The Dark Carnival
Age: 4
Prompt:

Viperstar was in the throes of a dream that bordered upon a nightmare, reliving his past.

"You remind me of your mother." his father had said, slinging his stethoscope around his neck. Something about the way he said the words made Ian shiver. "She was moronic too. Stay here, don't even breathe if you think it will bring trouble down on me."

As Ian grew, his demeanor soured into something approaching cruel. Without the negative influence of his father, he made plans that put himself first, and others last. But it never brought happiness or fulfillment.

His outlook only improved when his plans started to include others. Valisk, Trek, Laur, and Sendis. It wasn't love necessarily. Something akin to family. Somewhat above the kind of lackluster life that he'd been leading up until he met them. They had their share of setbacks. Things that they faced together. By the time Sendis died - poisoned by rivals - Ian would say that he probably felt... regret for his death. But never love.

At least that's what he told himself. Something - love, despair, regret, anger, or all of these - drove Ian to madness. He blamed everything on his father, who still worked for the company StarTel as a researcher. Ian decided to do something drastic to deal with his grief, and his loneliness. He decided to blow it up.

Thus, his two-year plan began. Placing explosives. Learning schedules and rotations. Making absolute sure that his father would be there when he set things off. Lacing the entire building with wires and powders, and taking classes to make sure he knew what to destroy when, to eliminate his father's floor, squash it between two others before the building fell.

The building fell easily. He wanted them all to suffer. He wanted them all to die. Eagerly, he browsed for his father's name among the dead, finding it. Then - and only then, he ceased to resist they came to arrest him. He had done what he set out to do... so why didn't he feel sated?

He never did, after that. But his death - that had been a lie his addled brain made up. That family hadn't killed him - a massive explosion following an earthquake had brought the building down on him. Just as he had done to his father.

It was with that realization that the leader popped awake, eyes frantically scanning the surrounding faces. His group- all staring at him, with similar concern. His ears dipped. "I'm.... I'm fine." he stammered. "It was just a dream. Just... a dream..."

[424 words, with permission from Swishy!]

[Swishy & Broken]

Username: Arrikanez
Cat Name: The Night Cries Fire
Gender: Male
Rank: Knight
Clan: The Dark Carnival
Age: 4
Prompt:

Viperstar was in the throes of a dream that bordered upon a nightmare, reliving his past.

"You remind me of your mother." his father had said, slinging his stethoscope around his neck. Something about the way he said the words made Ian shiver. "She was moronic too. Stay here, don't even breathe if you think it will bring trouble down on me."

As Ian grew, his demeanor soured into something approaching cruel. Without the negative influence of his father, he made plans that put himself first, and others last. But it never brought happiness or fulfillment.

His outlook only improved when his plans started to include others. Valisk, Trek, Laur, and Sendis. It wasn't love necessarily. Something akin to family. Somewhat above the kind of lackluster life that he'd been leading up until he met them. They had their share of setbacks. Things that they faced together. By the time Sendis died - poisoned by rivals - Ian would say that he probably felt... regret for his death. But never love.

At least that's what he told himself. Something - love, despair, regret, anger, or all of these - drove Ian to madness. He blamed everything on his father, who still worked for the company StarTel as a researcher. Ian decided to do something drastic to deal with his grief, and his loneliness. He decided to blow it up.

Thus, his two-year plan began. Placing explosives. Learning schedules and rotations. Making absolute sure that his father would be there when he set things off. Lacing the entire building with wires and powders, and taking classes to make sure he knew what to destroy when, to eliminate his father's floor, squash it between two others before the building fell.

The building fell easily. He wanted them all to suffer. He wanted them all to die. Eagerly, he browsed for his father's name among the dead, finding it. Then - and only then, he ceased to resist they came to arrest him. He had done what he set out to do... so why didn't he feel sated?

He never did, after that. But his death - that had been a lie his addled brain made up. That family hadn't killed him - a massive explosion following an earthquake had brought the building down on him. Just as he had done to his father.

It was with that realization that the leader popped awake, eyes frantically scanning the surrounding faces. His group- all staring at him, with similar concern. His ears dipped. "I'm.... I'm fine." he stammered. "It was just a dream. Just... a dream..."

[424 words, with permission from Swishy!]

Oh my goodness, how did I forget about this feline friend?!
All yours Arri <3