[razr]

opening one (1) fcfs litter slot

max 2 kits and no edits above uc will be rolled or passed with an autopass. sad!

[dimi.]

I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: dimi. 908977
Last accepted form: October 25th, 2024

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

Cat 2: Gala
Permission: Owned by me!
Last bred: Never bred

Appearance or genetics based?: Artist's preference!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: No thank you!
Items using: Star's Gift [2 kit guarantee] //

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?: all mine. no touchie.

Prompt:

The flow of time is one that often goes unchallenged. And yet, some have more influence, more power, over the currents it wields. A ginger paw grazes the sky, each individual star in it's path tickling the paw, each individual strand of fur raising. Then, a gentle whisper.

"Off you go." A blue wisp entangled the cats paw, before slowly returning the current, moving forward. At the end of the current lay a silhouette of a cliffside; it was the center of the Heart of Decay. The beautiful cliffside overlooking the river.

"Leading another lost soul?" Another voice began. This voice was more somber, not as confident or gentle as the previous.

"Yes. This one seemed particularly hurt." The molly rose her head, soft green eyes meeting the one before her. A much darker soul, with unique purple horns donned above her head. "Any trials today, my Gala?"

"No. The clan seems to finally be settling." Gala looked towards the silhouette of the camp, raising to her paws and moving forward, her paw drifting over it. A purple aura emerged, followed by speckles of red - negativity. "There are still doubts in each corner, though. With the leaders gone, I don't see that shaking anytime soon." Gala sighed. "Many choices to be made. It's... a lot, Nona." The black molly's once somber tone had wavered slightly.

"Perhaps I should stop leading more cats here, in it's own time of turmoil?" Nona inquired, to which Gala shook her head, her purple eyes lifting to meet Nona's concerned gaze.

"I wouldn't ask my lover to falter. You are why many cats are healed - in a way, you are why I was manifested. Don't stop doing your duty, and don't stop being yourself." Gala's ear flicked. Nona and Gala were mates, but not in the sense of overly loving or snuggly - they were perfect for one another in a business sense. Each of their actions fed the hungry Heart of Decay, and being involved with each other so much, their souls were bound.

But each was grateful for each other's companionship. And in due time, would learn the ins and outs of love; as well as the trials.

[art by sixbane. added cause it's cute and i love these girls /silly]

[razr]

[list][list][size=90]I want some kittens!
Artist: razr

Username + ID: dimi. 908977
Last accepted form: October 25th, 2024

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

Cat 2: Gala
Permission: Owned by me!
Last bred: Never bred

Appearance or genetics based?: Artist's preference!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: No thank you!
Items using: Star's Gift [2 kit guarantee] //

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?: all mine. no touchie.

Prompt: --[/center]

accepted !!

[I Like Bees]

Opening 3 prompt-required slots!
These will close in an hour or so, or after 3 correct never-had-a-litter-before forms

I will be picking the forms from the users who have NOT had a litter accepted for the longest period of time. If you've never had a litter before and your form is all correct, you're auto accepted <3

If you're splitting a litter, the user who more recently had a litter accepted will be the one considered.
If there's a tie I'll pick whoever has had less litters. If it still ties I'll just roll a die

Reminders:
- Our event NPCs are available!
- Make sure your cats are not on cooldown.
- Link your cat's Oekaki page or off-Oekaki approval post. If you link an archive,
image, Toyhouse, or your own off-Oekaki post, your form won't count.

[espen.]

I want some kittens!
Artist: I Like Bees

Username + ID: espen. + 944435
Last accepted form: here

Cat 1: milk
Permission: mine
Last bred: never bred

Cat 2: BM
Permission: mine
Last bred: never bred

Appearance or genetics based?: appearance
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: up to the artist
Items using: none

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?: no

Prompt: Bananaximus Supreme always spent his time in his lab, which was nestled safely in the god's own pocket dimension. One day, the deity was met by a pure while being, named Milk. Milk was the god of chaos and had discovered BM's pocket dimension. They were quite curious as to how they'd never seen this dimension before, and what the other god was doing here. Bananaximus Supreme explained his life's mission: to name, categorize, and organize every known substance for the advancement of mortal science! Milk was very impressed with this mission and spent many hours in the lab, observing the work and concoctions BM created. The two gods grew close, enjoying the other's company immensely. BM loved having an ear for his work, and Milk loved...well Milk loved spending time with this predicament of a feline. Although they had previously felt unsafe around organization and order, Milk was drawn to this feline and all he had to show them.

Bananaximus Supreme noticed Milk spending more and more time with him in the lab, and started to question his relationship with them. Were they friends? Were they merely acquaintances? Or perhaps, they were more than that. He had barely known a life outside of his lab dimension, so BM felt out of his depth when it came to love. He was quite different from the other gods. For one, he had no magic. He also had his own lab in his own little pocket dimension, which he didn't think the other gods had. The way Milk's pure white eyes gleamed when it learned about chemical compounds was so endearing and adorable to BM, though. They listened so intently to every word he spoke and asked such insightful questions! Eventually, he mustered up the courage to inquire about the other feline's feelings on this subject. Neither had ever had any sort of relationship of the romantic kind before, so they decided to take it slow. Time was spent more and more outside of the lab as they grew closer and got to know each other better. To date, Milk and Bananaximus Supreme have been together for 20 moons and truly could not be happier, despite their many differences.

[Tilluels-Paradise]

I want some kittens!
Artist: Hazelfang

Username + ID: Tilluels-Paradise
Last accepted form: N/A

Cat 1: Eira
Permission: My cat
Last bred: Never bred

Cat 2: Aetna
Permission: My cat
Last bred: Never bred

Appearance or genetics based?: genetics based
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: yes
Items using: N/A

Allow for random NR edits?: yes
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: yes

Prompt:

[TaffyYellow]

I want some kittens!
Artist:

Username + ID: TaffyYellow + 1098156
Last accepted form: n/a!

Cat 1: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=124&t=5003053
Permission: owned by self
Last bred: n/a

Cat 2: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=124&t=4986828
Permission: owned by self
Last bred: n/a

Appearance or genetics based?: genetics
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?:
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

Prompt:
Eaglestar tried desperately to calm Kintsugi down. She paced endlessly, round and round, in the leader's den. But the deputy wouldn't/couldn't listen to his words. Eventually, she laid down on the moss bed, hiding her face in her paws.

"Kintsugi? What's wr-"

"Everything! Everything is wrong!" Kintsugi exclaimed before Eaglestar could even finish his words. "What's everyone going to think when they find out the leader and deputy are having kits? They're going to think that I'm a terrible cat, unfit for such a high rank, and that it was only favoritism that brought me here! Or what if they think that, since we'll be so occupied with the kits, we're not going to be able to actually lead the clan? And then, what if something goes wrong? What if one of us realizes that we're not fit to be parents, and then we abandon the other? What if-"

Eaglestar had to step in. He laid himself in front of Kintsugi, placing his paws over hers. "Kintsugi. Breathe, breathe for me, please."

A few moments passed, neither cat talking until the only noise was their steady breathing. Once Eaglestar felt his deputy had calmed down enough, he started to reassure her.

"Kintsugi. No one will be thinking that. Everyone here knows you're an amazing deputy. The cats here know how strong, brave, and powerful you are. Avalanche has so much respect for you, Ripplesuit, ah, he's a little scared of you, but that's because they really want to impress you! And Clayfur, wow, you're his best friend, I'm pretty sure. The rogues love you, Kintsugi, as much as they love me. And I know they're gonna love the kits." Eaglestar smiled encouragingly at Kintsugi, "It's the first litter ever here, and I'm pretty sure everyone will be fawning over our kittens."

Kintsugi, after only a moments hesitation, smiled back at Eaglestar. Everything would be okay.

[craig?]

I want some kittens!
Artist: i like bees

Username + ID: craig? 629149
Last accepted form: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=123&t=4566184&p=147395755&hilit=craig#p147395755 november 18th


Cat 1: Forum/viewtopic.php?p=140614849
Permission: that me
Last bred: nuh uh

Cat 2: Forum/viewtopic.php?p=144805702
Permission: that me again
Last bred: nuh uh again

Appearance or genetics based?: genetics
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: yes unless you dont want to :eatsyou:
Items using: nah

Allow for random NR edits?: yay :3 yes
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: ofc
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: just me baby

Prompt:

"Why does everyone keep thinking I'm Cheetopuff," Greenegg sighed eggishly, only to hear the same words at the same time come from the mouth of another cat.

"Oh wow..." Cloverwish said, his voice trailing off... "We're one in the same... This fills me with so much hope..."

Then they merged into one being and walked around commiting identity fraud under the name "cs user craig? otherwise known as almond, formerly spottedpuppi". It wasn't very fun for me because they kept doing spinjitsu and talking about hope. Idiots don't realize the REAL craig is too disabled to do spinjitsu and also loves to talk about despair.

When time came for them to finally unfuse, they found that they'd eaten so much food to fill the extra belly space that the extra weight they gained, instead of splitting between them, turning into one to four kits. Wow! The miracle of life.

"This is kinda weird" said Greenegg.

"But doesn't it fill you with so much hope... they'll be the future of the clans..." Said Cloverwish, imitating that one Nagito sprite where he's sweating and hugging himself because hes so full of hope.

"Hey can you guys like stop pretending to be me" Cheetopuff said, adjusting their craiggender cape that is NOT the italian flag please please please-

"We weren't prtending to be you we were pretending to be cs user craig? otherwise known as almond, formerly spottedpuppi, common misunderstanding." Said Greeneggs.

"No you dont understand. Thats my legal name."

"Your legal name is cs user craig? otherwise known as almond, formerly spottedpuppi?"

"Yes"

"Why"

"I don't know."

"What kind of mom names her kit cs user craig? otherwise known as almond, formerly spottedpuppi?"

"No you don't understand I chose that name myself."

"Oh. Cringe."

"Where did those infants come from btw."

"Idk. Do you want one,"

"Um sure I guess?"

"Okay here."

And then they made Cheetopuff, also known as cs user craig? otherwise known as almond, formerly spottedpuppi, adopt the entire litter.

[ivyy.]

I want some kittens!
Artist: i like bees

Username + ID: ivyy. 998449
Last accepted form: oct 2024

Cat 1: burningsky
Permission: owned by self
Last bred: here

Cat 2: rook
Permission: owned by self
Last bred: never bred <3

Appearance or genetics based?: genetics !!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: nope!
Items using: boon of fertility !!

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

Prompt: A small wave of scarlet blotted his vision. Forcefully blinking out the warm blood, Rook stared at the cat he had been so foolish as to fall in love with. The graceful evil embodied in her scared him now although it was the same factor hat had attracted the older tom before. "Why are you doing this, Burningsky? What happened to you? To us?" Voice trembling wretchedly, a sob escaped his throat from the depths of his hollow belly. Blood dribbled down the scratch across his cheek, a dark tear mixing with his fur. The lilac she-cat continued staring at him, her cold, unforgiving gaze giving nothing away but disdain and toxicity. Her glittering ivory claws held the same touches of scarlet that burned along his jaw, the gash now starting to sting even more than it had when she had first struck him.

Looming nearby, her companion, a massive mountain lion cub she had adopted of the fire that had killed Burningsky's first litter. The cub, no longer as small as it had been that fateful day, loomed nearby, waiting. Hunting. Prowling. Clearly expecting a lethal command from the vicious killer of a she-cat. Finally, after long moments of silence, Burningsky spoke, her voice steady and level as she delivered her final, sharpened words to the heartbroken and betrayed tom. "I don't care for you anymore, Rook. You are the reason I live in this wretched place." Her unsheathed claws glinted in the fading sunlight, so lethal yet temporarily stationary against the rough stone of the mountainside. Crouching, he wrapped his tail tightly around his crow-colored hind quarters, blind eyes searching for some sort of moment of reckoning- one with a much more positive outcome.

Yet nothing changed.

The cat he knew was no more, she was now an assassin for Anala.

He was her first quest.

[osamu]

I want some kittens!
Artist: i like bees

Username + ID: osamu 661008
Last accepted form: x

Cat 1: bluejay
Permission: n/a
Last bred: never bred

Cat 2: goldenhour
Permission: npc
Last bred: never bred

Appearance or genetics based?: genetics
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: no
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

Prompt:

bluejay stared down at his kits, a mix of apprehension and fatherly love swirling around in his eyes. it was bittersweet, really. he swore to himself he'd never fall in love or have kits of his own, considering his curse of immortality; he knew he couldn't watch someone he loved die whilst knowing he could never follow them into the beyond. but... sue him, he wanted to experience fatherhood at least once in his horribly lonely life.
he cant wait to watch them grow. he can imagine it now: little paws running beneath everyone's feet, eventually catching their first prey and growing up to be true cats. he's proud of them already. plus... they'll be the first generation in the tribe to be curse-free. well, as far as they know, the curse can't be passed on to others. they won't have to bear the same suffering he and so many others have. even though they'll be nothing but a speck in his lifetime, he's sure they'll change other cats' lives for the better. well, as long as he raises them right.
...really, though, he hopes the curse doesn't pass on. even if it'd be great for him in the long run, he doesn't want anyone else to be stuck with the same lonesome curse he has. he's not about to test it anytime soon, though. the tribe's been pretty lonely recently, considering how spread out everyone is at the moment... he really, really can't wait for his kits to grow. oh, shoot, he has to name them, doesn't he.... uhhh...
bluejay sweats nervously. he completely forgot about names. how on earth could he forget to name his own kits??? he quickly looks around, trying to find something that catches his eye.
"uhhh, you'll- you'll be named, uh... oh, shoot, i'm a failure already."