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the time has come
For this cat you have two tasks

a) draw their tail! The tail can be a long tail [uncommon] but should not be so long i cant fit it on the cs image + it cant be a rare tail + you cant change the pelt color on the tail. feel free to just sketch the tail over the image, doesnt have to be fancy!

b) how did this cat meet their best friend? it can be anything from another animal [*note i will not be drawing the companion on this one srrry but i will add you after <3], to another cat in your clan, to a cat from a friend's clan ! Keep it to 1-2 paragraphs pls.

Ends cs rollover to the 24th --> 25th.

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Prompt:[/b]

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Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Clan:
Description: gray classic tabby
Age:
Edits: [nr] expression, weight [c] whiskers,
eye shape, teef, ear placement
[un] heterochromia, muzzle edit, unnatural eyes,
mid fur, [possible long tail if the user wants it], round ears, short ears
Owner:

[BingoDingo03]

Username: BingoDingo03
Cat Name: Gremlin 'Tiptoe'
Gender: afab (she/he/vi/xe)
Rank: Cook/Builder (glow-fae resident)
Clan: The Forgotten Farmyard
Prompt:
[a]

[b] Gremlin met xis friend during his time as a young cat. It all started when Gremlin was looking for a safe place to snooze. Out of the blue, she picked up the sound of a baby rat squeaking in a haystack. It was all alone, hungry and weak with no family in sight. Gremlin couldn't just it there and decided to care for it like vir own kitten. The pup was affectionately named Little One, or Little for short. The two has a parent-child relationship, finding complete comfort in their company and playfully bantering each other since!

[Hazelfang]

Username: Hazelfang
Cat Name: Turnip
Gender: Female
Rank: Rebel
Clan: The Blessed Lupus
Prompt:

The grey she-cat crouched low to the ground, her light-colored belly fur grazing the pine-dusted forest floor. Colorful eyes peered through the shrubbery as she watched the small form of mouse timidly pick at the dirt. She held her breath as she creeped closer, the fur along her spine twitching in anticipation. Closer and closer... until she leaped into the air with out-stretched claws. However, while the grey she-cat soared through the air, her eyes widened in shock to see she was not alone. Also flying in the sky just in front of her was another she-cat and the two crashed into one another. A tangle of fawn-cream and grey fur as the two mollies tumbled on the dirt floor, the now terrified mouse scurrying away into the roots of a nearby tree.

A frustrated hiss escaped the mysterious she-cat, "My prey!" Her green eyes blazed with fury as she glared at Turnip, tail lashing behind her. The grey cat stepped backwards, taken aback by the stranger's biting tone. Yet, something about this furious cat caught her attention. Was it simply the shock of upsetting this mysterious stranger? Or perhaps curiosity of what this cat was doing within the rebel's territory? Or perhaps, just maybe, she was caught off-guard by this eerie sense of radiance emanating from the fawn-cream cat? She wasn't quite certain what it was... all she knew was that she had to know more.

[Rathalos]

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[solstice roses!]

Username: solstice roses!
Cat Name: Snippet
Gender: amab boy, he/him
Rank: (Tentatively) Deputy of Fox's Den
Clan: Alpine Roots
Prompt: a) b) Snippet met Laura in the ruins of a grand stone castle, destroyed by the Twoleg siege. The brown tom had already been searching for shelter after he took a nasty fall out on the foothills when it began to rain, so bolting into the woods while injured was clearly the next logical step! The ever-so-bright Snippet took the closest shelter he could find -- a ruined mess of brick and stone, the roof caved in -- despite his colony's warnings of a fast, tall dog with the wings of a gray kite on the very premises he stood on.
...You'll never guess what animal was right behind Snippet as he backed in to a crack in the roof, also sheltering herself from the rain.

[Amplify]

Username: Amplify
Cat Name: Otter
Gender: Female
Rank: Medicine cat
Clan: Here
Prompt:
#1 - Tail


#2 - Meeting Specter

Otter, despite her name, has never been much of a fan of the water. It’s not that she hated it; honestly she didn’t mind occasionally having to get her paws wet. But the fact of the matter was she hated swimming. Her mother had tried to teach her, and she learned the motions, but without fail she sunk. Every. Single. Time. Understandably, she developed a distain for the practice, vowing to never go into the water again. As luck would have it though, one day she heard a startled cry followed by a splash. Running to check out the scene, she saw a cat struggling to stay afloat going down a calm but large river. Without even thinking she ran ahead and jumped in, rescuing who she would later learn was named Specter. The rest was history for the two best friends.

[elliott.]

username elliott.
name ivy
gender female, she/her
rank loner
clan the hawthorns
prompt
one
meant to be a short tail. pls make it cuter than i drew it, i am not an artist for a reason /silly
two how did they meet their best friend?
life didn't start out easy for ivy, although she was aware that that was the case for many a-cat. orphaned at a young age and abandoned by anyone that could be deemed similar to a parental figure, she was left to wander on her own, to learn from mistakes and mistakes only. it seemed like no one would take pity on the tiny feline, no matter how chilled to the bone she seemed or the pitiful sniffles that left her.

for a while, she wondered if there was such thing as happiness for her. if there was such thing as home and love and safety. but then she met briarbite and lamb, the lovely couple on the farm she had just stumbled across, and she realized that all hardships always led to a light at the end of the tunnel. they were both so lovely, almost too lovely, to her, offering her a place to sleep and a bed made of soft fabrics instead of a moss [so that was why her nose kept running...] and more love than she felt she could ever return. but they were her people, the only friends she had ever made, and she would forever owe those two her life.

[opti-mism]

Username: opti-mism
Cat Name: Birchsnarl
Gender: Tom
Rank: senior warrior
Clan: sparkclan
Prompt:


B. Birchsnarl has surprisingly befriended Tutter, the loner who passes through Sparkclan territory from time to time. Running across each other when they were young, Birchsnarl was told endless stories about the land across the water, the two leg settlements, and even other clans. Once a season, they meet at the base of the thunder path, where they share a meal, stories, and news. Though they don’t see each other often, the absence just strengthens their bond and friendship.Theyve grown up together, gone through milestones and though they have very different lives, little could get between them.

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: Sadie
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Gardener
Clan: TreeClan - Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4216911
Prompt:
my hands weren't working to make this a bit better tonight lol, but a rough sketch idea <3 meant to be regular length!

Sadie's best friend is the granddaughter of her human companion. The granddaughter's laughter makes Sadie purr louder than she's ever purred before, and she loves how gentle the small kid is with her. They met when the granddaughter was a baby, and Sadie was her protector ever since.

[Zentropy]

Username: Zentropy
Cat Name: Ryeskip
Gender: AMAB
Rank: Warrior | Monk
Clan: SableClan
Prompt:


The scent of blood and mud filled the air, its stench forever to be etched into Ryeskip's mind. He remembers little else from that day, having fainted from the lightning pain striking up and down his side and was now left with empty holes where memory should be. Ryeskip remembers being in camp that morning, and seeing the medicine cat for an update on his face wound. Thankfully the enemy's claws avoided his eyes or he would be fully blind, but the scar remains a permanent reminder of why you don't go face first into a badger den. A lesson Ryeskip will carry well and drive deep into his future apprentices, lest they follow the same risk. Fading in and out of consciousness, fear grips Ryeskip's very soul. Will I die here, alone? Is anycat out there to help me, anything? It's getting so cold. The thought of his future acts as a tiny star against an endless darkness. Any familiar scent has been erased by the turmoil around him. Sounds of battle. Yowling and cries.

Scent triggers a memory to suddenly surface, of a patrol tracking a strange creature. A lone predator, something incredibly skilled at stalking and yet oddly familiar? But Ryeskip feels himself recede back into the darkness. Moments or hours pass, Ryeskip isn't able to tell. The sounds of battle have stopped, and a cold drizzle is all that he can sense from the world around him. Something large and brown moves nearby, but his eyes refuse to focus on it. He can feel it's hot breath on his fur as it investigates. If you are going to eat me, get on with it! Instead, he feels the creature gently roll him onto a branch, which allows for it to drag him without irritating his wounds more than necessary. The movement does rouse Ryeskip a bit, and he sees a long brown snout, two yellow eyes that meet his unflinchingly, and the unmistakable scent of wolf. Oh Starclan, this isn't what I had in mind when I asked for help.