[Swishy & Broken]

collab adopt w fev ! <3
who does this warrior look up to?
what qualities does this warrior admire about their role model?

Ends Nov. 13th at 8pm cdt

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[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
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Name:
Gender:
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Description: black mink mackerel tabby w/ blue eyes
Age:
Edits:
[nr] expression
[c] min fur, ear tufts, eye shape, eyelashes, tongue, whiskers
Owner:

[DachasaurusZen]

Username: DachasaurusZen
Cat Name: Bush Providing Shade
Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Claw
Clan: Boop
Age: 1 year
Prompt: Shade looks up to Cackle! Shade has always been, well, quite the pessimist. Cackle's spontaneous and energetic attitude inspires Shade to be more optimistic and happy.

[jupiter,]

Username: jupiter,
Cat Name: ash
Gender: female
Rank: wanderer
Clan: flora clan
Age: 1.5 years
Prompt: ash has always looked up to sage. ever since ash was a little kit, sage whisked her under his wing and taught her everything he knows. as ash's parents were not around when she was young, sage became a surrogate father to her, protecting her and maintaining not only that strong parental image, but also being a stern authority figure. to ash, sage is strong, kind, clan orientated and would do anything for his families, traits and characteristics that she has adopted, much like sage adopted her.

[dimi.]

Username: dimi.
Cat Name: Mist
Gender: Female
Rank: Rogue
Clan: Heart of Decay
Age: 3 years
Prompt:

Ironically, the cat that Mist looks up to the most is one that looks younger than her. She looks up to no other than Moon.

While many cats ponder if Moon's role in the clan is actually necessary, Mist admires it. She has an entire role dedicated to her unique circumstances, and rather than dwelling on the past or cursing the Gods for her punishment, Moon uses her punishment to her advantage, not only for herself but for her clan's gain as well. Of course, to clarify, Mist doesn't look up to Moon's current or past actions directly, but rather, her recovery from such a tremendous disadvantage.

Stuck at an apprentice size and having her strength be capped as such a low caliber, Moon has still managed to make herself a formidable opponent on the field, both through sharp mind and vicious tongue. Mist hopes that one day, if she were to ever be faced with such a disadvantage, that she too would learn how to make it an advantage.

[paopu]

Username: paopu
Cat Name: Lynxleap
Gender: tom
Rank: Warrior
Clan: NectarClan
Age: 78 moons
Prompt:

More than anything, Lynxleap looks up to cats with adaptability. Being able to adjust to different scenarios both in the short term and long term are important skills and something that he personally struggles with. This is why he personally admires Briarlight who seems so at home no matter what situation she finds herself in.

[Swishy & Broken]

Per request, this competition has been extended to the 13th @ 8pm !

[Macabre.]

Username: Macabre.
Cat Name: FawnPaw (FawnDapple)
Gender: female
Rank: apprentice
Clan: BirchClan
Age: 1 year
Prompt: MoonShadow

"It's all right FawnPaw." MoonShadow murmured, "You'll feel better soon."

Why am I in the medicine den? FawnPaw thought, blurry memories of falling into the water vaguely resurfacing. oh yeah....

Well at least MoonShadows here was her last thought before falling back to sleep

[I Like Bees]

Username: I Like Bees
Cat Name: Featherfoot
Gender: Female (she/her)
Rank: The Travelers
Clan: The Edge
Age: 76 moons
Prompt:

For as long as she can remember, Featherfoot has looked up to Friend Shrimp. Shrimp was a kittypet while Featherfoot was wild. Ironically, though, Featherfoot has always admired their freedom. Despite Featherfoot being the one freed from physical walls, Shrimp was the one the most free from internal walls - something Featherfoot longed for, but could never quite muster the courage to reach.

Friend Shrimp was independent - willing to do whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted. They weren't bound by anyone else - human or cat. Featherfoot was bound to her Clan, her family, the leadership and structure she owed her safety to. She longed to separate herself from them, explore her own life free of responsibility to others, even if just for a short while, but always held back out of obligation to them. Shrimp didn't.

Featherfoot looks up to Shrimp's confidence in being open with others as well. They're willing to be open and vulnerable, and they're willing to accept help when they know they need it. Meanwhile, Featherfoot was taught to be strong and hide signs of weakness. Their opposition dispositions put them at odds at first, but eventually, Featherfoot learned and grew from Friend Shrimp's company, and the two have become best friends.

[kyeza]

Username: kyeza
Cat Name: "delphi"
Gender: female
Rank: acrobat
Clan: circus :)
Age: not a baby!
Prompt:


the fascination lies in wait around every corner, in every act and every performer. it's in the very essence of the circus—and that's what draws you in.

the scent of over-buttered popcorn wafts by on a seaside breeze, the retreating sun beating down from above in rhythmic rays of near-faded flame, painting the horizon in an extravagant display of color. but nobody seems to notice. no one was looking at the cliffside or what lie beyond. in fact, no one was looking beyond the frayed rope of the makeshift fence around the visiting circus, but rather at what lie inside.

the majority of the commotion came from the largest of the red and white striped tents in the center of the circus proper. inside, the lights were dimming, music hushed yet electrifying, audience on the edge of their seats. and there she sat, too, tucked between her parents in the tiered stands, utterly enraptured.

"ladies and gentlemen," a striking voice cuts through the air, echoing off the staggered support beams and ringing loud and clear through the audience. a chill trickles down her spine.

"let the show begin."

the lights flash dramatically in shades of rose and amber before honing in on a small figure far overhead. her heart thumps in exhilaration. there was a cat up there, in the air, dangling from silken strands who knows how high above them all. a cat!

the tension in the crowd mounts as the music picks back up, tempo twirling through the air.

and then they fall.

she watches in horror as their lithe body plummets—holding her breath—dropping closer and closer to the stage floor below... and then they stop. the iridescent fabric they cling to knots around their leg as they twist themself into a playful upside-down curtsy, before entwining back into the silks and ascending once again.

they dance and spin amongst the glimmering, translucent fabric, hovering far overhead with ease, gradually lowering their act to the stage itself. she watches intently, spellbound. finally, they leap down from the billowing silks and onto the floor with unparalleled grace, swooping into a low bow. the crowd goes wild at this opening act, and so does she.

and then the lights flicker out and the darkness swallows them whole.


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outside the main tent, the night sky bleeds inky blackness from pinprick stars, the crowd below buzzing with the lingering thrill of the show.

"mama, papa!" the little she-cat pleads. she's stopped off to the side of the stream of departing visitors, her parents fiddling with their belongings. "i want to join the circus!" they exchange an apprehensive look. "dear, that's not—"

"did i hear somebody'd like to join us?" a silvery feline appears—seemingly out of thin air—next to the family, gossamer-fine silks in shades of aquamarine and amethyst adorning their delicate frame. a curious accent flows between their words, foreign and lilting. "pardon the intrusion, loves, but i couldn't help but overhear. it just so happens we're actually looking for new recruits right now! isn't that a lovely little coincidence?" their gaze flits down to meet the eager little circus-lover for an instant, a wink gracing their features for naught but a split second before their charming smile evens out once more.

"what do you say i bring you behind the scenes to meet the team?" they offer, grasping the sparkly-eyed little one by the wrist before her bewildered parents can protest and whisking her off. "come now," they beckon, leading the family back towards the circus tent they'd just left. "it'll just be a moment!" the night still young, her parents relent, trailing a short distance behind.

twinkling eyes rake over the silk-spun form gliding along next to her. thrilled, she parts her lips in an awestruck question. "you really live here?"

a soft chuckle. "well, here is relative, love. i travel with the circus, yes," they say, dipping their head and letting out the smallest, most enchanting laugh she'd ever heard. she can do nothing but stare, exhilarated, soaking in this moment and every detail in it. "silly me, where are my manners? my name is calliope, but you can call me cal."

before she can respond, they duck into one of many back entrances to the tent. the backstage space they emerge into is bustling with action, lighting significantly softer in here than on the stage. it paints the scene in a warm glow. cats weave through crates and cardboard boxes, half-dressed in ornate outfits, shuffling about props and other assorted items. at first, no one pays them any mind, absorbed in their various tasks.

"gather 'round, loves, we've got a visitor!"

several cats nearby pause their work and wander over in curiosity. "who've you brought us now, cal?" an older tabby pipes up, striking gold jewelry embellishing his sharp features. he's the first of many to introduce himself, each cat ever-so-charming, but despite her wide-eyed enthusiasm, her mind never leaves the elegant acrobat that brought her here. the one that had danced through the air on diaphanous silks, defying even the mere thought of gravity. the one that she would follow to the ends of the earth just for them to look her way one more time.

it was then that she knew she could never leave, surrounded by doting performers and dazzling costumes, her parents pushed to the side, warm lights and soft sounding show tunes drowning her in honey-glazed allure.

she'd found where she belonged and there was no way she'd let it pass her by.

[Swishy & Broken]

Hello warriors! I've spoken with fev & believe we have a winner--
congratulations kyeza!
You wrote a beautiful story for this cat and I can't wait to see how Delphi fits into your lore c:

since there were so many heartwarming & beautiful entries
I'd also like to award one HM-- that being for I Like Bees!
It was honestly so hard to decide a winner here and your entry had so much personality.

Thank you for entering everyone !! ^.^