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Who loves this cat the most, and why? (art or writing!)

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Cat Name:[/b]
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[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Age:[/b] (1 year or above)
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Name: dawnbreak (/ break of dawn)
Gender: male
Rank: field medic
Clan: renatulus
Description: red-black tortie (carrying mackerel) w/ mid white
Age: ~23 years
Edits:
[nr] expression
[c] pointed ears, whiskers, min fur, eye shape, eyelashes, pupil
Owner: razr

[razr]

Username: razr
Cat Name: dawnbreak (/ break of dawn)
Gender: male
Rank: field medic
Clan: renatulus
Age: ~23 years
Prompt:


who loves dawnbreak the most?

well, that's an awfully personal question, isn't it? and there are so many types of love, i think it depends what kind of answer you're looking for.

do you want tales of gratitude from the men he's saved? affection from small wounded animals he's nursed back to health? rumors and whispers of how the trees seem to bend for him, provide him the medicines he needs?

or do you want a love story?

i can do that.

everyone knows dawnbreak has something going on, but no one can agree who it's with. after all, he never uses the same name twice.

sterling. golddrop. elias. flight of landing bird. beau.

or, to dawnbreak, sunray.

that rowdy, flirtatious gunslinger who loves to get himself in trouble. the one who's sweet talked everyone in the kingdom to get what he wants. the one who rides at strike of sand's side, easing her temper and providing a strong hand.

you know the one. everyone does.

the one who scrapes his paws just so he can have the pretty medic's attention. the one who never retires to his own sleeping arrangements, but always somehow ends up purring away with dawnbreak. the one who retreats to grottos and herb-filled dens after long days under the hot sun, the one who flirts and cuddles after dawnbreak patches him up.

dawnbreak's very own ray of sun.

[Aizaka]

Username: Aizaka
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Clan: [url]Galaxy Stables[/url]
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Prompt: wip/ mark

[JaxyTheGhost]

Username: JaxyTheGhost
Cat Name: Stel
Gender: female
Rank: Member
Clan: Cats of the Valley
Age: ~2
Prompt: Tinker and Stel are best friends. They grew up together, they hunt together, they sleep next to each other. They love each other dearly and even if this love is platonic it runs deep and nothing will ever be able to seperate them

[beeqlass]

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

mark

[HarpyHarpy]

Mark!!

[Macabre.]

Username: Macabre.
Cat Name: Phoenix
Gender: Female
Rank: Commoner // Nymph
Clan: FairCountry
Age: 550
Prompt:

Grim would move heaven and earth to be back with his mate. she's always stood besides him supporting him. Many thought they were the ideal mates, the perfect couple, and they were </3

[néktar]

Username: néktar
Cat Name: june-bug
Gender: molly
Rank: barn-cat
Clan: pondclan
Age: 90 moons
Prompt: her dearly beloved, bone-saw. they didn’t always get along but that was many many moons ago, when they were young and less wise, their journey had barely begun. now there was no doubt between them, they were meant for each other.

when they were young bone-saw and june-bug hated each other. they fought in the morning, the afternoon, and night. bickering back and forth,

“you stepped on my tail!” — “you ate my mouse!” — “you got sap in my fur!” — “you did that on purpose!” — “you bit me too hard!”

their parents did their best to keep them separated but it never lasted long. some of the other cats of their clowder found their quarreling cute, young love they would call it. while the young cats both gagged at that thought, dispersing quickly after the phrase was uttered. as they grew their bond was still rocky, butting heads over making decisions. though one faithful night changed both of their views of one another.

a storm had brought with it high winds and loud crackling thunder, flashes in the sky made the fur on their backs stand up. the kittens squealed and squirmed against their mothers bellies, trying to sleep with all the noise. then a flash and a loud bang, lightening has struck the largest tree next to their barn. sparks began and soon a fire exploded out from the tree, causing the leaves to curl and fizzle away. june-bug was first to awake to the noise, caterwauling to wake the rest of the clowder. the tree creaked, the thick trunk cracking and bending towards the barn. heat and smoke seeping through the wooden planks, the embers flying about and catching on everything in their path.

the fire was spreading fast, many cats were trying to make sure their loved ones were evacuated. smoke bellowed into the barn, cats coughed and hacked at the smell while trailing out. both bone-saw and june-bug were calling out to other cats from inside the barn, their meows over lapping each other in perfect harmony.

“goose get red out from the hay loft! you’ll have to jump!” — “mallow and cricket are heading out, minor burns!” — “mint is stuck! help me lift this off of him.” — “lily and her kits are all out!” — “olive is having trouble, her leg is broken!”

back and forth until they were the last two cats in the now fully engulfed barn. bone-saw being the bigger of the two shielded june-bug as they rushed the flaming doorway. bursting through the raging fire and tumbling out into the dirt field, both covered in ash and burns. huffing and coughing they looked at each other and smiled, for the first time in their lives they understood these feelings that they didn’t understand. admiration instead of distain, passion instead of annoyance, love had replaced hate.

[LOSTINUNKNOWN]

Username: LOSTINUNKNOWN.
Cat Name: "Vulture" (Formerly), Flutter Of A Robin (Currently).
Gender: Female.
Rank: Emporoi.
Clan: Astron.
Age: Eighty-four moons.
Prompt: 253 words.
Flutter Of A Robin was conceived without a proper moniker, as one of the few surviving kittens within Owl In Thick Forest's litter. She, however, bore a different father as the result of superfecundation; subsequently denoted as the "bastard" and "unholy offspring" per their inital colony's culture, whilst Owl was viewed as pure and was told to never associate with who they harshly named "Vulture", lest she ruin his purity. Despite this, Owl couldn't quite bring himself to loathe his sister in the same manner their inital colony had, instead opting to dote her with the same unconditional love and teasing he had cast upon their other siblings prior to their respective deaths. They grew to be quite close in consequence of Owl's doting, often defending and supporting each other in the face of the colony's mistreatmeant amidst their youth - much to the dismay of Owl's father and their shared mother - with "Vulture" serving as the first cat to actively aid Owl's movement for a better colony once they both met the age of seven moons.

Although Robin often argues with Owl regarding the various unjust actions he has enacted within his position of power when she isn't travelling in search of trade, she understands the underlying reasons as to why he acts the way he does, as well as his strive for the rectification of their mistreatment and prosperity to the clan at the cost of certain ethics, and thus chooses to stand by her brother's leadership with a ceaselessly close bond.

[SushiFoxx]

Username: SushiFoxx
Cat Name: Weylin
Gender: Male
Rank: Servant
Clan: Fallen Rose Kingdom
Age: 6 years
Prompt:

Sure, it wasn’t the same romantic love that any other cat received, but Weylin had Elysia. The she-cat had taken a remarkable liking to him and seemed to simply stick to his side. Although, he was never complaining about the companionship it brought along. Elysia had stood by his side through patches he barely stuck through himself.

Despite being seen as “ditzy” Elysia had a pure and confident heart, helping him push through his doubts. They managed to counter each other just enough to succeed without clashing. Maybe it wasn’t the most tear filling story, but Weylin would stand by Elysia even if they were tripping into black pools.

“Weylin..! You’re zoning off again,” Elysia noted warmly as she tilted her head at him kindly. Quickly he snapped back to reality and dipped his head. Elysia just gave him a gentle smile and Weylin relaxed. With the toughest of days she would always just sit and listen to him complain. Never once did she ignore him, it was a quiet love, but it was present in her actions nonetheless.

Perhaps love didn’t need to be romantic to be just as strong and fulfilling.