[Swishy & Broken]

how does this cat interact with your leader?
do they get along or is there some animosity? are they close enough to share prey together?

Ends 9/16 at 2am cdt

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[b]Username:[/b]
[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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Name:
Gender:
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Description: lilac-cream barless ticked tabby torbie w/ blue eyes
Age:
Edits:
[nr] scars, accessory, missing limb
[c] ear tufts, colored scelra
Owner:

[blshluhvy]

Username: Dixenbel
Cat Name: Angelhaze ("Angel", "Evangeline")
Gender: Molly
Rank: Gatherer (Gen 1)
Clan: xx
Age: 4 years
Prompt:

"Angel. Kid, the hunters are back. Come get some food."

...

"Kid?" Footsteps approached Angelhaze as she lay curled up on her side, fast asleep. The being smiled down at her sleeping form before nudging her awake. "Kiddo... Time to get up for dinner." They kept their voice quiet so as to not startle her up.

She, after a few more nudges, woke up, blinking blearily as she brought herself from her dream. It had been a good one. "Huh? Dinner...?" She carefully stood up, stretching her legs with a practiced ease.

“Most of it’s already been taken to the star readers and elders, but I saved you a piece, Kid. Knew you’d probably be asleep.” The other cat responded, exiting her nest, the leafy curtain trailing behind him before he came back a second later, a shredded strip of steak in his mouth. He dropped it down in front of her, kneading his paws tentatively in the dirt beneath them.

Angelhaze flashed a fanged smile at him before laying down in her nest. She took the meat between her paw and mouth, ripping it in half. She pushed the other half towards him. “You need food, too.”

He tossed her a smile before settling himself down in front of her, eating along with her. “Thanks, kiddo.”

“What kinda daughter would I be if I didn’t give my dad food?”

[Mercuré]

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[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: Daisyheart
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Seer
Clan: TreeClan
Age: 1 year
Prompt: Daisyheart is intimidated by Hemlockstar. Not there is really a cat that doesn't make her heartbeat soar - she is a very socially anxious cat - but Hemlockstar in particular scares her. Mostly it's because he's a figure of authority; the pair have never had a bad interaction. Hemlockstar has tried many times to gently gain her trust, but his efforts are often fruitless and Daisyheart ends up making any excuse she can to hide away from the social interaction.

[Hush]

Username: Hush
Cat Name: Brokenpetal
Gender: Molly
Rank: elder
Clan: Clan of the Forgotten Hollow
Age: 65 moons
Prompt:
Brokenpetal is one of few cats to survive to become an elder in the Clan of the Forgotten Hollow, a clan ruled by survival of the fittest where unless someone truly cares about them elders aren’t taken care of as well as in other clans. Luckily for her, the cat who made her into an elder at an early age was burdened by the guilt of his actions so much that he insures her comfort. You see in a clan influenced by the evils of its past, there is a ritual that takes place when an apprentice becomes a warrior. In most cases it is where a warrior receives their first major scar from battle, but in rare occurrence the victor is the less experienced cat and they best their mentor. A cat who knows all their weaknesses from training them in their image and whom is careful not to reveal any of their own, their mentor is in charge of their first humiliation and check to their ego.

For the future leader of the clan Wolfstar, this humiliation would not be tolerated. By now he had met his companion wolves who were still puppies, but clan law allows for all methods to be used to help insure victory. A particularly vile molly, Lilyheart even dipped her claws in poison before her battle. The wolf pups were a bit clumsy but their size alone was a threat to any cat. So as the battle began Brokenpetal was overwhelmed, ending the fight with one less leg and eye than before and with Wolfstar standing atop of her triumphantly, the shadow of Hollowstar’s wicked grin appearing to her behind him before she lost consciousness.

After this incident the then leader of the clan renamed her to Brokenpetal and made her an elder to reflect her failure as a warrior, not even managing to leave a scratch on Wolfstar due to his wolves interference. Once released from the medicine cats den Wolfstar apologized, telling her how he had felt himself become possessed by a bloodthirsty aura and couldn’t stop himself once the fight began. Being prideful as most cats in the clan were, Brokenpetal ignored him for the longest time, but he continued to attend to her. Wracked with guilt he brought her water while she couldn’t leave the den and whole prey as food, not just the scraps usually given to elders in the clan. Even now as her anger has softened, he makes sure to bring her good prey as well as vent to her about his struggles keeping Hollowstar’s influence at bay. Though not like it use to be, she looks fondly upon him as a leader and a cat she is proud to have mentored, not just because of his strength but due to his heart.

[SushiFoxx]

Username: SushiFoxx
Cat Name: Astrid
Gender: Female
Rank: Herbalist
Clan: Fallen Rose Kingdom
Age: 4 years
Prompt:

If you try hard enough, was I ever really there?


Perhaps the King and Queen were not as harsh of rulers as she had heard stories told about. Perhaps they could be kind and giving during the harsh seasons, allow cat’s prosperity and opportunity in the dark times. Although, she had also watched as they turned a blind eye to her injuries as a sentry, forcing her to retrain as a herbalist instead. Astrid had watched as they ignored her misfortune and step away during her struggles, simply redirecting her.

Sure, they had provided a little bit more food and resources during her uprooting, but they never as much as gave her their sorrows or wishes. Astrid despised pity with her soul heart, but watching as the royals turned blindly to her pain struck something with in her. Something that she was simply unable to turn away from. A rotten dispute caused her to lose a leg and also go blind in one eyes. Scars ripped at her one flawless pelt and she had to relearn everything.

Sure, Nyla and Eirian had helped her relearn how to walk, but it had been miserable to suddenly have almost everything she knew and loved stripped away within a mere instant. Everything was taken from her, without as much as a well wishes from the King and Queen. The thought caused her stomach to churn yet again, the memory of how she was barely more than a rock in their paw heavy on her heart. What would it have taken for them to wish her well? Would she have had to been rolling in her spirits to have a short glimpse of them? How far would she have needed to be from seeing the ancestors for them to have sat by her.

Perhaps it was a petty wish, one of self indulgence, but Astrid simply wished they had cared even a wink more for her wellbeing. There had been so little it almost hurt more than if they had simply done nothing. The princess had given her a brief visit, a few herbs to assist in her healing, and Astrid had clung to the authenticity for an embarrassing length of time. Seeing the genuine apology within the princesses eyes had distracted from the pain even if only for a mere moment.

Astrid couldn’t deny how much the pity did hurt, how incompetent she had felt, but she also knew that even the pity showed that the other cats had cared for her, even if only meekly. She had watched cats try to help her get better, to strengthen herself again. She had also seen cats do something as small as bringing her prey.

What Astrid didn’t know was the guilt that wracked the poor Queen. The thought that this poor sentry had gotten hurt so badly caused her to shiver in sobs long throughout those treacherous days where life seemed to cling by frayed threads. Astrid didn’t know that half of those cats were the Queens favoured servants who would report back to her on the young cat’s wellbeing.

Sure, the King may have been a big more apathetic to Astrid’s pain, but there was still that lingering concern that both rulers had for their people. If something was wrong within the Kingdom, if a cat was hurt, they knew and most likely cared in a silent way.

Maybe Astrid would never know the secret care that the two rulers had, but what she did know, is that sometimes it was better to even forget about it all in the first place. On the harshest of days, she refused to let the thought linger. Of course they cared, she would tell herself. It may have been fake confidence, but they did care.

Maybe, they were not as harsh as cats made them out to be.

[Swishy & Broken]

This contest has been extended by 24 hours !
Now ending 9/16 @ 2 am cdt

[beeqlass]

Username: beeqlass
Cat Name: fernveil
Gender: female
Rank: firebringer
Clan: https://toyhou.se/beeqlass/characters/folder:5980595
Age: (1 year or above)
Prompt:

they were an apprentice when it happened. the last apprentice in seasons, and they were taught under the current wildfire. they adored the wildfire - they were a sweetheart, but she wasnt overly one for tradition. she was a bit of a wildcard - and there had been rumours for some time that in recent seasons, she wasnt the same. and one incident in particular confirmed it for one cat in particular. fernpaw was a lively cat, still is - they were off on a patrol, once, just the two of them.

the wildfire gave fernpaw a wicked gaze, 'starclan says you a threat to our wellbeing.'

fernpaw was started, 'starclan? we only know a sunclan-'

the wildfires gaze was intense and cruel. 'starclan says youre a threat to the clan,' she declared, again.

fernpaws fur stood up, she felt shivers down her spine, 'we dont know starclan. sunclan are our ancestors, our guidance, our light, our breath-'

'its not sunclan,' the wildfire interrupted. 'they have deceived us. there is only starclan. they are our true ancestors. and theyre angry with us, that we have not turned to our correct ancestors. they have all turned against us.'

fernpaws heart began to race. the mentor they adored for so long was gone.

'sometimes, to protect what we love, we must make difficult choices and hard decisions,' wildfire spoke firmly.

before fernpaw could respond, the wildfires expression and stance shifted dramatically, and she lashed out at fernpaw, with forceful movements. the little apprentice was caught offguard, and struggled to defend herself.

their foreleg was a sharp pain that extended up and down. their remaining eye only saw blurred shapes, and she gave fearful, surprised cries.

the wildfire stopped to look at fernpaw, 'this is for the good of the clan. it had to be done.' guilt hinted in her voice.

and she turned and disappeared, leaving the apprentice injured and alone. fernpaw tried to rise, but their lost vision and pained leg made even standing impossible.

they had a flicker of hope, as they heard distant voices. a patrol came upon fernpaw, and fernpaw told a story of a wild animal attack, and how the wildfire left for help.

the patrol gathered around fernpaw, helping her as much as they could, before they hurried the apprentice back to the embers den, where their injured were treated..

this was a secret between fernpaw and the wildfire - fernpaw kept quiet about what really happened, about how the wildfire believed in a starclan - but, it tainted their relationship forever. fernpaw no longer adored the wildfire, and politely requested to instead be trained as a firebringer - and with that, she was declared fernveil, fern for her love of flora, veil as a protection against the future - a beloved firebringer.

[LittleMaple]

Username: LittleMaple
Cat Name: Petalglow
Gender: afab cis she/her
Rank: elder
Clan: Aetherclan
Age: 14 years
Prompt: Petalglow and Eveningstar have a very complicated relationship. Due to Eveningstar's messy family situation, Petalglow acted as a mother to her. Once the Great Frost happened though, everything changed. Aetherclan as Petalglow knew it was... gone. So few had survived the harsh leafbare and late newleaf, that the clan could barely survive. This led her and other Aetherclan cats to flee and create their own clan in hopes that the weather would be better further down the mountain. Losing what was essentially her mother affected Eveningstar greatly, as she knew she could not leave Aetherclan. Of course, this was before the prophecy was bestowed upon her. After her rise to power and the reconstruction of Aetherclan, some cats that had split off rejoined due to a variety of reasons. Petalglow was among them. Eveningstar was overjoyed to have what was essentially her mother back, but at the same time, she could not forget the betrayel she experienced. The two currently have a very strained relationship, with Eveningstar and Petalglow wanting to be close to the other, but Eveningstar's wounds still have not healed. It is unclear how they will end up, but one can hope they will reconnect before Petalglow's death.

[Swishy & Broken]

Hello Warriors, thank you all for entering! I loved reading your concepts & seeing so much lore from each of you.. but there can only be one winner.

Beeqlass, congrats!
I loved the details you added about your clan's starclan/sunclan and I would absolutely adore reading more sometime. Additionally, the complex and compelling arc you wrote in just a small blurb is thrilling. I know you'll give fernveil a great home <3