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hmmm.. this cat seems a little shy… :/
how does another member of your clan encourage them to come out of their shell?

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[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
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Description: black spotted tabby with high white
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[nr] expression
[c] ear tufts, ear placement, eye shape, short tail
[uc] med fur, unnatural eye colour
Owner:

[LittleWolf666]

marking

[Hazelfang]

Username: Hazelfang
Cat Name: Wren
Gender: Female
Rank: Collector
Clan: The Blessed Lupus
Age: 9 seasons
Prompt: mark!

Two black ears popped out from the shelter of a hollow tree trunk, hardly visible against the contrast of the damp wood. A she-cat spoke from within the hollow, "is it clear?" Her voice was but a quiet, nervous hiss- so quiet, her companion hadn't heard her question at first. "Psst! Turtle? Did-did you leave me?" she asked, terror edging her voice. The she-cat tore at the wood beneath her paws anxiously, causing an audible crunching and tearing sound. She even began trembling so hard the log began to quiver. "Turtleeee" she half-whimpered, half-cried out.

Another voice spoke from outside the hollow, sounding exasperated, "Calm down, Wren. For Lupus' sake, I was checking to make sure it'd be okay to come out" From a hole on the side of the hollow tree, the she-cat saw two white paws. The voice continued, "Come on out, there's no one else here."

Tentatively, Wren began to poke her head outside of the shelter, her purple eyes scanning the surroundings. Her ears folded back as she spoke nervously, "You are certain?"

The tom sighed and gently swatted her ears with his paws, "Absolutely certain. When have I ever lied to you?"

Summoning all the courage she could muster, she slowly dragged herself out of the log. Pieces of bark and debris stuck from her fur, causing the tom to snicker at her. She huffed indignantly, averting her gaze so as to hide the sheepish expression she had on her face, "What's so funny?"

"You look like a porcupine," the tom stated through a mrrow of laughter, his temper seeming to have changed.

The she-cat folded her ears, her tail lashing behind her, "You're so mean." She began to lick the fur on her shoulder in an embarrassed effort to clean herself off. Heat flushed her cheeks as the tom stopped his laughing and came closer to her. He began picking the pieces of splintered tree out of her fur and tossed it into a pile beside them.

"There, you're starting to look like Wren again," he commented while stepping back to examine his work. A soft smile was drawn across his face, yet after watching her for a few moments longer, it slowly began to fade. His voice turned somber as he spoke, "You truly can't keep up like this, Wren. I am worried for you. You can't hide from every problem."

She turned her gaze towards her paws, her claws sinking into the soft dirt below her. "I know..." she responded under her breath, refusing to look up at him. Ever since she lost her mother in a battle against a rival group of rogues, she had refused to speak to any cat. Wren would keep herself isolated day in and day out, simply complying with her tasks as a Collector. No more, no less. However, Turtle had managed to get her to speak to him after a few moons of spending time with her. He'd spend each and every day bringing her food, asking about her day, and simply listening to her. Even on days where she spoke very little, he would listen to her. Never making her feel like she was being too emotional or like her words didn't matter. With him, she felt safe.

The tom flicked his tail atop her paws before rubbing his head against the lower side of her jaw, "It's okay, I know you'll break out of your shell soon. I just worry so much for you..." he let out a warm purr, hoping to comfort his friend. "I'll be with you until that day comes, every day by your side. Trust me, Wren. You'll never be alone again."


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[spiritbox]

Username: spiritbox
Cat Name: TBD
Gender: TBD
Rank: TBD
Clan: seashore strays
Age: 3yrs
Prompt: koi, having a kind heart, would reassure them and verbally support them the best he can. he understands how hard it is to be shy, so he will gladly tell them that it's okay to be themselves when they get nervous. being able to shape and influence others like this was one of the reasons koi was thankful to be a leader. with other cats, he'd encourage them through the conversation to make them feel heard. this cat's sparkle would slowly grow as they finally found a place they felt safe, gaining a protective clan and a very close friend.

[Hush]

Username: Hush
Cat Name: tbd
Gender: tbd
Rank: warrior
Clan: Clan of Roaring Silence
Age: 20 moons
Prompt:
Apple finds them and crouches down, thinking back to her kittypet days. “Here kitty kitty kitty~ pspsspspspspspsps…” in a singsong voice.

[Embergleam]

Username: Embergleam
Cat Name: TBD
Gender: TBD
Rank: TBD
Clan: In The Wake Of Giants
Age: TBD
Prompt:
Fogwatch knows all too well what it's like to be completely and totally overwhelmed by others. He was there up until... not that long ago, actually! The noise and movement of the Wake's central camp still gets to him now and again, but he's learned how to cope enough to offer a few snippets of advice. To our poor shy kitter up there, he says this:

"It's alright, you know. To not really know how to interact with others. Or even to not want to interact with others. They're loud and annoying and they scare off all the prey. So don't feel like you've gotta jump right in with all four paws. Stick to the outskirts if that's what feels safest. Take your time. Learn how to tune Nighteyes' chatter out. (They're the little white cat over there, see 'em? Yeah, the one- ...the one walking up the side of a tree. They do that sometimes.) See if anything Ivystar says rings true to you. If it does? Well, you're welcome here, whatever that might look like. There's freshkill for you, and someplace dry to sleep, and a healer to patch you up next time you meet something meaner than you.

"A clan doesn't have to mean chaos and confusion. It can mean safety- someplace you can let your guard down, let someone else look out for you for awhile.

"I'm... not too good at the whole people thing either, but if you want some help learning, I can try."

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: tbd
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Gardener
Clan: TreeClan
Age: 1 year
Prompt: Princess sees the fear and reflects that it's the same fear she felt the first time she ventured away from her home. She lives next door, and decides to approach the she-cat, who seems to be... sitting halfway in and halfway out of a window, and not because she's stuck. Princess starts to pick her favorite herbs from TreeClan's garden that she's been helping prepare, the prettiest flowers, the nicest smelling leaves, and convinces this cat to come out and see the rest of the flora and pretty sights the forest has to offer!

[Ember the Wolf]

Username: Ember the Wolf
Cat Name: TBD
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Willowclan
Age: 4 years
Prompt:

Turtlepond has always been the jokester, Making others laugh often at his own expense. He's also the best at getting others to relax.
He helps take the pressure off them to talk or be engaged by becoming the center of attention. With Newcomers to the clan he always lets them know that he's happy to hang out and eat together as he "Sometimes gets distracted and eats his own paws" and needs someone to help him out.

[blshluhvy]

Username: Timid-Decidueye
Cat Name: tbd
Gender: Non-Binary
Rank: Tribal Cat!
Clan: x/x
Age: 4 years
Prompt:
mark!!

[Mercuré]

Username: Mercuré
Cat Name: Mambuyu
Gender: female
Rank: warrior
Clan: Spirits of the Mayombé
Age: 22 moons
Prompt:
Fufu was not known for his social skills, after all he had been raised by the Mupaganu (humans). Despite this they loved socializing especially with the shy Mambuyu. It is why when Mambuyu shyly hid to the side during a ceremony he ran forward.

“Mabuyu! What are you doing, hiding there!”

Mambuyu looked up in shock and quickly embarrassment at being caught lurking, “...Nothing”

Fufu once more didn’t have the knowledge to know that Mambuyu didn’t literally mean ‘nothing’ but rather ‘let’s please end this conversation.’

Fufu continued. “Mambuyu you can’t be doing ‘nothing’ silly!”

Mambuyu’s ears drooped in further embarrassment and finally Fufu understood. He didn’t understand what he did but he knew he had done something. Quickly he stammered, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to– wait a second I’ll be right back!”

Fufu ran through the Buala to the hut he shared with several cats and dug through his belongings before running back to Mambuyu. She was attempting to slink off undetected when he caught up to her.

“Mambuyu! Wait!” Mambuyu turned around, slightly in fear.

Fufu quickly dropped the items at her feet. A uniquely colored pebble, a dried purple flower, a piece of rainbow yarn, and a toy he had from his time with the Mupaganu. Out of breath from the sprint he just nudged the items forward with his paw, “here!”

Mambuyu looked up in confusion until Fufu gestured and explained, “For you!”

“For me?” Mambuyu said, a new confusion spreading.

“Of course! For being one of my favorite cats!” Fufu nodded now for emphasis.

“I’m one of your favorite cats?” Mambuyu asked in shock, “But you’re so social! And I hide all the time!”

Fufu explained as if it was obvious (it was to them at least) “You don’t hide, you observe. I love whenever we talk, all the little things you share. You also have such a good way with words. You should talk with us all more!”

Mambuyu was taken aback and then flattered, “Really?”

“Of course! Now let's join the festivities!” Fufu explained, nudging Mambuyu forward who, for the first time in a while, felt more joy than fear at the thought of talking and dancing with others.