[canadianhowl]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: canadianhowl + 523964
Last accepted form: link

Cat 1: Hollyheart
Permission: self owned
Last bred: link

Cat 2: Dragonfruit
Permission: self owned
Last bred: link

Appearance or genetics based?: artist choice
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: artist choice
Items using: n/a
sorry for edit but BOF (staff activity) if another litter with me in it is also accepted

Allow for random NR edits?: ye
Roll for chance at random myth edits?: yes
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: n/a

Link to writing here!
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[Hazelfang]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: Hazelfang + 941669
Last accepted form: 2/28


Cat 1: Stagstride
Permission: Mine ^^
Last bred: N/A

Cat 2: Hickorystump
Permission: Mine ^^
Last bred: N/A

Appearance or genetics based?: appearance based~
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: no thank you!
Items using: none!

Allow for random NR edits?: yes, please!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: definitely, please!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: N/A

I have such big plans for their kits! Hickorystump and Stagstride are a huge part of the current lore as they will soon be revealing that they are actually cats from a different faction/group. Currently, no one even knows the two of them are in a committed relationship. Hickorystump is particularly laid-back and can be flirtatious at times, so many cats of the Kin have even had their eyes on him. Little did any of them know he had absolutely no interest in anyone but Stagstride, they just needed to keep their relationship secret to prevent any chances of being exposed. I intend for this kit they have to actually be a kit no one in the Kin knows about. A kit that they had to leave behind before leaving on the mission they are a part of now. A mission that has forced them to forgo any identity they had previously in order to perfectly merge with the Kin. The intentions of the group who sent them are still "unknown", but many suspect it is to take over the Kin and convert them to the beliefs of the Blessed Lupus. I have other plans to make certain cats suspicious of them due to some dangerous attempts to take over leadership roles in the Kin including the death of the current Magister and the near-death of the Sybil Superior. However, I intend for these kit(s) of their's to ultimately be the downfall of their fathers. Currently don't plan for it to be in a vengeance kind of way, I do have one idea for a misfit kit of Hickorystump with another she-cat, but I intend for these kits to just have mistakenly revealed their fathers' secret.

The young cat races forward towards the reddish tom, his eyes glowing, "Father? Is that you?" The tom looks up, shocked and confused.

"How did y-?"

"It is you!" a second voice interrupts his thought, ripping his eyes away from the first young cat. This young she-cat begins purring, and rubbing against his chest, "I can't believe we finally found you." The tom feels his heart drop in his chest and his paws feel as cold as ice. Around him, he feels the intense gazes of his fellow Kinmates burning into his fur. No-one made a noise but he could practically hear them "what is going on?"

"Father, you have to come back! Something terrible has happened! The Blessed they-they" the small tom-cat's gaze turns to face the rest of the cats, confusion clouding his gaze. He is met with equal parts of confusion as the cats watch the scene unfold before them. "Who are they? Father, I thought you were on a mi-"

Hickorystump's eyes widen and he quickly sweeps his tail around the young cat, thinking fast about how to change the subject, "Oh my beloved kits, how I missed you so! Oh please, please we have so much to talk to about. I can't believe how big you have grown." He nudges the kit's with his large fluffy tail in the opposite direction of the watching cats. "Come now, we have so much to talk about. Please, continue the hunt without me." He turns to his Kin that return suspciious but awkard looks. At least they realized this was an intimate moment they shouldn't be a part of.

One of the stalkers, Violetshade, nods and meows sternly to the other cat, "Let's return to camp and let Hickorystump reunite with his kits."

After this, Hickorystump will explain to his kit(s) what is going on and will ask about one of their missing siblings (this is assuming 2+ kits are had). The kit(s) will explain that they went looking for you as well, but got separated. What they wouldn't know is that the other cat is being escorted to the camp as they speak and will similarly expose Stagstride who has to come up with his own story. Essentially, the two can't lie their way out of it once they both are in the camp with all their kit(s).

Hickorystump let out a sigh of relief. He managed to de-escalate the situation. Behind him, his kit(s) marched forward, still not entirely understanding the severity of the situation they were now in. They didn't get to talk for long, but his kit(s) had shared some pretty shocking news. It had only a couple seasons... How could everything end so badly? According to his kit(s), the Blessed ones had to scatter after a frighteningly organized group of dogs took over their camp. The Matriarch had send her cats far apart in order to help them survive, but his kits hadn't been able to find anyone else after everything calmed down. They believe that they are still out there. Still alive. They had to find them and make things right. If only they could finish their mission even faster...?

As he was lost in thought, he slowly walked into camp only to stop right in his tracks. His ears pinned back against his tail, his large fluffy tail beginning to wish. In front of him was Stagstride and their other missing kit in the middle of the camp. His mate looked flustered, the fur along his spine slowly rising and his claws passively sheathing. This was not the Stagstride he knew. The composed and cool tom who seemed to glide through life like a leaf in a breeze. As he stared in dismay, his mate seemed to notice his presence and for a moment, the first time since their arrival, their eyes met. His eyes were pleading, frenzied, desperate and defeated all at once. The reddish tom's heart sank further down his chest. Things were going to get worse.

This, however, will be how I bridge in my second clan which will be the Blessed Lupus. So these kits will be essentially part of the beginning of my second clan's story! The kits will join their parents on a mission to find and save the rest of the Blessed Cats, later leading to them taking on important roles within the Blessed to honor their loyalty and dedication. I have plenty more planned between but I am excited to introduce these kits as they will create lots of drama within the Kin! I also have this prophecy for them:

When deer flee and trees sway
These kits will surely find their way
Without a mother, without a light
These kittens will soon learn to fight
And fight they will, fight they must
To fight their way and gain their trust
Yet time is cruel and awaits no soul
They soon will find her take its toll
So hurry on, dear little lost ones
You must gather fathers and sons
Bring them to the land of home
And I promise... all will be known.

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[insidious.wizard]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID:
Last accepted form: Feb 5th

Cat 1: Dream of a Distant Star
Permission: owned by me
Last bred: n/a

Cat 2: Cry that Pierces the Night
Permission: owned by me
Last bred: n/a

Appearance or genetics based?: Appearance
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: artist choice, it doesnt matter to me much!
Items using: N/A

Allow for random NR edits?: yes
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: yes
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: n/a

Writing: okay so, Dream and Cry were like on again off again married to each other until Cry gets murdered (rip Cry. Mercury is the one that did it but he lies and uses it to radicalize and raise one of the kits to be the face of the "Moon" Cats) was trying to start his own religious faction of the cats before he died, and Dream ends up making her own entirely different cult/faction. Their kids are very important to this whole schism and Dream's subsequent dive off the deep end. I have a cat already made named Dust that Settles on the Moon who would be canonically related/from the same litter lore wise who takes over for Cry when he dies, and at least one of his siblings will be what sort of starts the "Star" Cats breaking away from the Sun and Moon Cats officially. One of the kits, for some reason or other, (who will be named Vision of the Truth), Dream takes them as confirmation that the Stars are “talking” to her and raises them up as a sort of chosen prophet child. They don’t really like it very much unfortunately. Any other babies will be be caught in the crossfire and either be miserable and wish it never happened or be almost zealots like their parents (for either faction, maybe they go with Dust, maybe they go with Vision, maybe they could leave and stay with the Sun Cats? I need to see their vibes first. It'll all be very dramatic and tragic for sure though <3 )

[0Zero0]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: 0Zero0 780482
Last accepted form: Feb 20 2024

Other username + ID: Goatmom 1001907
Other user's last accepted form: Aug 1 2022

Cat 1: Kinan
Permission: mine
Last bred: Feb 8 2024

Cat 2: GoatHeart
Permission:
Last bred: april 18 2022

Appearance or genetics based?: Artists Choice
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Artists Choice
Items using: SG SS (artists choice)

Allow for random NR edits?: yes
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: always
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: No

Kinan stared blankly at the cauldron. It was missing something. What was it? it was bubbling and boiling in it's usual manner, swirling of many different colors, and giving off a strange aroma. To be honest the young feline didn't really remember what he was doing at the cauldron, but felt that whatever it was it had to be important. With that thought in mind, the shimmering orange coat found itself digging amongst itself for herbs stuck between. From random thyme to the dangerous lily. Yes a dangerous plant like a lily would be a good addition to any component.

Soon enough, as he dropped the plant into the mixture it popped and burbled. It was a sight to seen with the colors and fumes abrupting. Possibly unsafe, but this didn't seem to stop him from peering over the edge. He then heard a familiar call.

"Dinner!"

It was his girl. GoatHeart had always been there for him. Keeping him from to much trouble, and even assisting him in many matters. More helpful then that dasterdly bird that wouldn't leave him alone to do his work. Luckily he had kept the Owl attended with Goat's friend, a baby goat. With the call at his heels he hurried a holed lid over the top of the mixture and rushed away, unsure what would happen to the concoction, but it didn't matter because he would probably forget about it either way. What did it taste like?

Before he could find himself drinking the extremely bad idea, a beautiful molly came to him with freshly caught fish. Wow does she know how to please him. She was drenched from the river, and smelled of it heavily so. It was romantic to him. She caught him without him even realizing it, and they would spend the rest of the afternoon enjoying each-other's company.

[Whovian5EVA]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: Whovian5eva
Last accepted form: February 2024

Cat 1: Midnight
Permission: Owned by me!
Last bred: Never bred!

Cat 2: Goldenhour
Permission: NPC <3
Last bred: N/A

Appearance or genetics based?: Up to you!!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Up to you!!
Items using:Stars Blessing (But only if you feel up for doing 3 kits)

Allow for random NR edits?: Up to you!!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: Yes Please!!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?:Just me in this one!!

I'd be SO thrilled if these guys could be real!! 👀

The spirit world shimmered in its holographic glory, the very matter that this world was made from ebbed and flowed like a thousand tiny rivers. Twisting and winding together like time itself. At the centre of the whirlpool of fate, three tiny bodies curled together. The air seeming to boil and burst at their very existence growing hostile to their non spiritual bodies.
The NPCs had a special relationship with the spirit worlds, being born in the regular world, but learning to walk between worlds, they could bring prophecies and magic to the regular world. Each and every one of them had found a different path to joining the spirit’s messengers but Goldenhour had a different bond with spirit worlds, something unusual. She had fallen in love…
Midnight was one of the deities of the Desert, and they couldn’t believe the warmth of soul that Goldenhour embodied. They had fallen hard for each other and they were a perfect fit. For many moons their hearts and feelings danced around eachother eventually entwinign to become a common goal… To build a family here in the spirit world.
Yet, their dreams were met with contradiction. Goldenhour’s regular physical heritage, barred their path to their perfect future. Her regular heritage passed too strongly to the kits, and the spirit world seemed to reject them. The air looked as though it boiled around their tiny furred bodies.
One thing was certain, they couldn’t remain here, not in the spirit world.Goldenhour knew what she had to do, trusting in the starguides of the desert, each kit could be watched over by a different clan’s Starguide.
It was ironic that the children born from the deity, of growth-from-hardship, were born into a world of hardship.
Only time would tell how much growth they could gain from it.

After a heart-wrenching goodbye, Goldenhour took each kit to their new homes with their new family, they were in good hands now. Little did she realise that each of them were glowing ever so slightly, magic surrounding their tiny little noses with each breath.

Goldenhour said what she thought was their final goodbyes, but little did she know, those kits would be back, and both her and Midnight would reunite with them again…

[kyeza]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr <3

Username + ID: galaxyy. + 803669
Last accepted form: here

Cat 1: kaafir
Permission: n/a
Last bred: n/a

Cat 2: al-haja
Permission: n/a
Last bred: n/a

Appearance or genetics based?: surprise me :)
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: up to you!
Items using: my love and affection for both u and tatsu

Allow for random NR edits?: yes
Roll for chance at random myth edits?: yes!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: n/a

sandy dusty farlands babies real!! they won't be ic to this pair specifically buttttt they would def be thrown into the mythological chaos somehow 👀 kaafir (as you know) is the farlands god of chaos who is the forbidden/scorned lover of ar-raiyu,,, they are in love ur honor (but the universe tries to kill them for it) (slay) (literally) while al-haja is the god of water! they leaky. i have a little bit of extra lore for them here >:)

[crexmii]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: crexmii + 1056107
Last accepted form: feb 29 2024

Cat 1: sirius
Permission: mine !!
Last bred: here !!

Cat 2: silas
Permission: MINE
Last bred: never bred!!

Appearance or genetics based?: geneticks
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: artist choice
Items using: x1 stars gift

Allow for random NR edits?: yes!!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: YE
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: no B)



a rustle in the bushes, no louder than a whisper.
the tortoiseshell whirled around, black and yellow gaze fixed on the shrub behind her.
if someone was going to try and hurt her, they should think again.

after all, it's impossible to kill the goddess of death...right?
well...except for the fact that she was going to turn into a voidlurker in two centuries.
don't think about that now.

the bushes moved again, this time the rustling much louder and much closer.
sirius unsheathed her claws, poised and ready to strike.

something ran out of the bushes and charged right at her. sirius's head snapped up and she was moments away from slashing at a...kit. it was a light purple, for some reason, and it blinked its periwinkle eyes up at her.
in fact, it looked awfully familiar.

"lu-lunette?" she gasped, stumbling backwards. no, no, no. the last thing she needed was the gods finding her.
that meant she'd stop them...even if it ripped a hole in the delicate tapestry of fate. surely the corruption of the moon goddess wouldn't be that bad...right?

however, the kit said nothing. it stared at her intensely. sirius didn't like it. it felt like they were staring right through her, into the darkest depths of her soul and into the void that corrupted her.

crouching to meet the kit's eyes, she asked, "who are you? are you...lost?"
now that she looked closer, they didn't have the ethereal, the otherworldly aura of a god that she would sense.
this kitten seemed...extremely normal. ordinary. mortal.

sirius took a step back. what was she doing, trying to make friends with the next mortal she saw?
her first friend had already died at her paws. she did not need to lose another and make the pain worse.
"hello. my name is laika." the lavender tabby mewed, putting out a paw for sirius to shake.

"h...hello, laika." sirius stuttered, uncertainty reflected in her mismatched eyes. "a...are you lost?" she asked, regaining control of herself. the last thing she needed was to act like a stuttering, nervous goddess.
laika shook her head. "no. i wanted to find you."

sirius couldn't get rid of the pain growing inside her heart. she can't mean...
she felt a lump in her throat as she choked those last words out.
"but...you're so young, little one. it'd be too soon for you to leave this world."
and, frankly, your hourglass hasn't run out of sand yet.

to her astonishment, laika burst into giggles. "no, silly! i didn't mean that. i meant i wanted to find you because i heard of your arrival."
sirius calmed down. perhaps it would be alright. perhaps...she could be a mentor to this young soul.

"well. then...how about i be your mentor, if you were so eager to find me?" sirius said softly and patiently (or, she hoped it sounded like that.)
laika nodded and her eyes shone. "really? you would?"

sirius nodded and couldn't resist cracking a rare smile.
she hadn't felt this warm feeling...happiness? in so long.

this would be the beginning of a new adventure. perhaps sirius would finally be able to spend her final centuries in peace.

———

HI OH MY GOD I HAVE SO MUCH LORE IN MY HEAD FOR LAIKA....sirius's (adopted) daughter!!!
i've been thinking of making her a real stars cat at some point even before these slots...major lore figure alert

basically she's an orphaned kit from the beyond (outer space omg) and she's mistaken for mortal by sirius. she gets taken in by the goddess of death and she also is mistaken to be a mortal by her. oh yeah she gets blessed with powers too!

once she's older, now she starts to get involved in the problems of the gods.

aphelion, god of comets, meteors, asteroids etc, is being manipulated by aerin, the new winged god of death, and is about to destroy the whole world by attempting to send a storm of comets and meteors to exterminate the voidwalkers. laika finds out and hears this from mania, god of chaos discussing this with the god of fate, moira himself. so she goes to stop aphelion and convinces him that aerin is not doing the right thing (tm).

aerin gets very annoyed and mad ofc, so then she's gonna have an epic duel with aerin! she'll kill him but then she'll turn into the creature she was avoiding to turn into her whole life; a voidlurker. she becomes the last one EVER, lifting the curse but still wild, mindless and dangerous.

so then sirius herself has to kill her own daughter. its sadddddddddddd and i might reincarnate her sometime later since i hate killing off cats in lore but oh well. we'll see. *rubs hands together evilly*

oh boy if this gets picked im going to pray to tatsu and back that unnatural colour gets picked :sob: i need a purple kit.

ANYWAY HI RAZR IF YOU'RE HERE THANK YOU SM FOR READING !!
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[faelyn]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: faelyn #967122
Last accepted form: here

Cat 1: eloise
Permission: self
Last bred: never bred

Cat 2: alastair
Permission: self
Last bred: never bred

Appearance or genetics based?: genetics
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: artist choice
Items using: star's blessing
Allow for random NR edits?: yes
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: yes
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: n/a

the flowery amber-resin smell of rosewood seemed to blossom amongst the frothed grain of the mantel. odd concoctions and elixirs the color of spiced mahogany lined the shelves, with preserved hydrangeas eclipsing each rosewood edge, still unmarred by the wilting kiss of decay. whorls of magic pulsed from within the wooden grain of the mantel. a mosaic of crystalline pomegranate and cerulean which was nourished by a kaleidoscope made up of multidimesnsions and aeons yet to come. such transcendent things encapsulated within strokes of watercolor made of pigmented hues and shadow, tentatively shaped to resemble a singular butterfly wing. it was made up of disembodied gossamer, each silken strand floating mid-air and stretched wide into an endless chasm of madness.

a portal.

jewelled, liquid auburn gurgled at the stretch of emptiness, barely skimming the mantle as it shuddered beneath the weight of the universe--- its oddities and decanters delicately clinking and screaming into silence.

and in the midst of it all, a trio of silhouettes still eclipsed by the inkdrop dark waited. there was something otherworldly about them. for they were fabricated from the essence of flora and seafoam, wrought from a power that belonged solely to the universe itself… a stolen power that now belonged to them. their songs were a euphonious cacophony, their voices so perfectly balanced it was almost uncanny. together they were the sun, moon and the indigo space in between. they were the planets and their ellipitcal orbits, holding the milky way together bya single, utterly enthralling, invisible thread.

the portal hummed, its barely tangible voice stretching out into the paradises and the galaxies beyond. at the rumble of its voice, it warped stars into supernovas and moons into asteroids. entire worlds could be altered at its voice and realities shifted into metaverses. its hum was a lilting lullaby, awakened and utterly ravenous at the presence of the trio. it was almost as if it knew of their origins... the chaos they could wreck.

for once they stepped into the portal, they would conquer each dimension one by one. from venus to saturn to beyond the milky way and back. they would be the doom of us all.

[Aresthehomo]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: Aresthehomo 1051684
Last accepted form: Link

Others Username + ID: KittyandCat 945930
Other users last accepted form: Link

Cat 1: Sparrowsong
Permission:
Last bred: Never bred

Cat 2: Rottie
Permission: Owned by me
Last bred: Here

Appearance or genetics based?: Artists choice!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Artist choiceee
Items using: None 🤞

Allow for random NR edits?: Yup!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: Absolutely!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: Nope

They go kiss kiss and fall in love just to dramatically fall apart
(Kids will be children of divorce aka Kids of parents who had a little fling but dw it'll shape their future *wink wink*)

[feverrr]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: feverrr + 412872
Last accepted form: link

Other username + ID: Thani + 509675
Other user's last accepted form: link

Cat 1: aurelia
Permission: owned by me
Last bred: link

Cat 2: harvey
Permission: link
Last bred: link

Appearance or genetics based?: up to you!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: no ty
Items using: behold my wares
- star's blessing
- 4x shooting stars (2 for max fur and 2 for unnatural colouring tehe)
- if thelabradorr's litter i'm involved in is accepted, bof for me (otherwise not needed <3)

Allow for random NR edits?: yes!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: yes!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: nope >:3

the morning aoife was found had been nothing short of picturesque.

the desert camp, dotted with tufts of sagebrush and yucca, was bathed in a soft, amber hue by the lazily rising sun. as the celestial body woke and crested the horizon, the clan came to life alongside it. priests and priestesses emerged from their dens, chatting in hushed tones about their duties for the day. the first hunting patrol returned from their pre-dawn escapade, their languid paces and maws full of prey indicative of their success. the dawn sky was brushed with feathery, ivory clouds, reflected in the dew drops that delicately embellished each blade of grass. a warm breeze swept through the valley, swaying the bowing branches of the nearby pines that enclosed the valley camp.

it was a truly gorgeous morning.

as the morning birds sang their crooning tune, a slim molly waltzed into the camp. a toothy grin graced her mottled golden face, betraying her excitement. trailing behind her, clambering inelegantly to maintain a speed that matched the she-cat’s, was a kit.

as the molly’s clanmates approached, staggered whispers and muffled gasps made their way through the crowd. how on earth had she found a kit - let alone one this healthy? sure, every once in a while a wanderer was found and indoctrinated into the clan... typically, though, these nomadic felines were adults; dehydrated and desperate, clambering at the opportunity to be taken in by the flourishing group. in stark contrast, this kit appeared untouched by the harsh desert, save for the dusting of red sand that coated her rosy pelt.

this was a miracle; a gift, sent by their patron deity aurelia. heavens, the tiny creature even bore an unsettling resemblance to the god.

⋅ ─ ✶ ─ ⋅

hi razr! talking ooc now. <3 i have so many ideas for kits from these two!! in my lore, aurelia is the patron deity and beloved mother god who governs the pantheon; an all-powerful, benevolent force of nature. basically a personification of the big bang. the term "mother god" comes from the fact that each other god or goddess in my lore is her child. before becoming a god, though, each of her kits is sent to the mortal realm to live a life amongst normal cats. this allows them to to gain perspective on the world they will one day rule over; a method of preventing gods from being too detached from mortals.

"godlings" live out their mortal lives unaware of their divine fate, and are watched over by a guardian angel, estella, during this time. kits essentially poof into existence, with their brief memory of meeting their mother, aurelia, fading rapidly. aoife, a kit from this hypothetical litter, is one such godling! she'll one day grow up to become the goddess of luck, fertility, and fate - a radiant, loving force who advocates for mortals and helps them to find happiness during their lives. whether that be through fating them to meet their soulmate, bestowing kits upon them, or simply guiding them where they're meant to be. she's as nurturing, kind, and fair as they come, albeit a bit naive and reckless at times.

the other potential kits from this litter also have lore plans!! the idea for aoife just jumped out at me and i felt compelled to write it. <3 the other kits in this litter will be the non-godling kits aoife is raised alongside in her newfound home; seraphim's cult in the barrens. a found family of sorts, but unfortunately one destined to be torn apart as aoife outlives her siblings by eons (couldn't make this too happy sorry razr :sob:).

thank you for reading all of this!! pink baby time :3

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