[SkyWishes21]

I want some kittens!
Artist: crexmii

Username + ID: SkyWishes21 + 603852
Last accepted form: N/A, first breeding!

Cat 1: Goldenhour, nursery NPC 11
Permission: N/A, NPC
Last bred: N/A

Cat 2: Lorelai, #4303
Permission: N/A, mine
Last bred: N/A

Appearance or genetics based?: genetics!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: nope <3
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: #3 - Hypothetical kittens (317 words)

Housecat kittens are always nice and warm. Soft beds, soft mamas, humans to tend their every need and teach them how to be a perfect housecat. It's safe in here; no predators, disease eradicated, and an abundance of food. Who would want to leave this place? Who would dare? Housecat kittens can and will stay inside; there's nothing for them out there.

So why does this one dream of outside? Why do train headlights illuminate her nightmares, forcing her to run through the forest? When she pounces, it's not on pretty pink feather toys or catnip rollers. It's on birds with violent starlight in their eyes, on things that wail with wild secrets that demand to be revealed.

Housecat kittens grow up and - oh. Even though they'd never want to leave, the humans want to separate them. See, there's new humans here now. These ones have strange voices, different clothes, different scents. They want to take the kittens away from each other. Mama says its fine, says they'll be happy in their new homes. Why, she's glad for a moment of peace and quiet!

So Mama doesn't want them and the humans want to take them away. What are housecat kittens to do but finally listen to the dreamer with stars in her eyes? She knows how to hunt, barely, how to survive, enough, but most importantly how to follow the stars to find the answers she seeks.

Tip toe, tip toe, sneak out the open window. Give Mama one last goodbye - she thinks its because of the humans, but what does she know? There's a great and scary world out there, waiting to pounce on housecat kittens. Not to worry - they'll have each other to lean on. Maybe they'll find a mentor, maybe they'll learn by hard knocks. They won't stop, though, not until the dreamer follows the train tracks and finds the answers she seeks.[/quote]

[dimi.]

I want some kittens!
Artist: crexmii

Username + ID: dimi. 908977
Last accepted form: April 21st, 2025

Other username + ID: beeqlass 892127
Other user's last accepted form: Feb 3rd, 2025

Cat 1: Lily
Permission: Mine!
Last bred: Never bred.

Cat 2: Cove
Permission: Here
Last bred: Here

Appearance or genetics based?: Genetics!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Up to artist! Not necessary.
Items using: BOF for Dimi

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?: Yup

Prompt:

Twinkling stars dappled the deep blue sky, their vibrant glow seemingly the only source of guidance on this otherwise dark evening. The wind struck long blades of grass, a soft whistle echoing off the surfaces of each blade. Soon, a silver figure made her way through the field, crouched to the ground. The fur of her chest tickled against the grass, her blue eyes locked forward. She was in search of something - but what? Her nose twitched for a moment, and with a deep inhale, she was off. She had moved into the night, weaving between each tree gracefully, as though she had a map of the entire clan's territory engraved into her head.

Then, her pupils enlarged. The aroma that struck her was mesmerizing - unfamiliar, and yet it screamed elegance, which piqued the magical molly's curiosity. With a sharp breath in, and a swing of her paw forward, a blue portal opened before her, and the silver molly flung herself for, emerging upon a tree branch. She landed before an unfamiliar molly, whose yellow eyes pierced through Lily's very soul. Lily watched as the cat stumbled backwards, her back pressing against the bark of the tree behind her.

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" The molly yipped. Lily stood in silence for a moment, looking the molly over. She had never scented her clan before, or any cat like her, yet she had made it this far into the clan's borders. After a moment of silence, Lily spoke, the tips of her ears heating up. The molly was beautiful - a feeling she had never felt before fluttered in her very being. "Uh.. sorry to scare you? I'm Lily. From the Heart of Decay."

"Cove.. What are you doing out here this late, I thought your clan scavenged during the day."

"I may.. or may not be adventuring." Lily grumbled, her voice laced with guilt. "Honestly, I caught your scent and it caught my interest. That sounds.. weirder out loud."

"It's fine. Just glad you're not hostile." Cove said with a smile.

A moment of silence was shared between them before Lily sat beside Cove on the branch. Their tails naturally touched one another, Lily's ears pinning back in surprise. But it was just one interaction. How could it hurt?

The two mollies danced in the moonlight, exchanging words with small smiles. That would be the first and last time Lily saw Cove.

[Aizaka]

I want some kittens!
Artist: crexmii

Username + ID: Aizaka
Last accepted form: Feb. 1

Cat 1: #4215A Ziggy
Permission: Mine
Last bred: Never bred.

Cat 2: #2506 Sunny
Permission: Mine
Last bred: Never bred.

Appearance or genetics based?: Let's try genetics : D
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: n/a
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: These two both have a good sense of humor and enjoy a good joke or prank. :3

[SushiFoxx]

I want some kittens!
Artist: Crexmii

Username + ID: SushiFoxx 1005758
Last accepted form: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=123&t=4566184&start=3020#p149166399

Other username + ID: Archaeopteryx. 334452
Other user's last accepted form: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=123&t=4566184&p=148485883&hilit=Archaeopteryx.#p148485883

Cat 1: Sheepwish (baby PLEASE)
Permission: mine
Last bred: Forum/viewtopic.php?p=148495732#p148495732

Cat 2: Guy (I don’t know his name)
Permission: Here
Last bred: Here

Appearance or genetics based?: artist choice !!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Artist choice
Items using: BOF for Sushi

Allow for random NR edits?: please 🥺
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: YES YES YES YEA
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: no 🙅‍♀️

Prompt:

It was a ticking clock. Each moment that passed.

Tick..

Tick..

Tick..

How much longer would they have to wait.

A weight that sat balanced on their shoulders. A weight that could not be shifted or moved, only passed forward once more. They would bear the weight once more, until the sky began to crack and the clouds began to rupture. They could not give into the world that lay beneath the surface.

The weight was near crushing, having to bear such a burden on such small shoulders. Working together, that was how it had to work. Even as the world tilted and fires lashed at their ankles like whips. The birds would sing their reassurances, the does would plant peace at their paws and the world seemed at ease for once.

Children of the divine. You must bear the weight of the sky. Bear the weight of all the wrongs. Children of the divine.

Younglings who had done no wrong. Bear the brunt of the evil in the world. Gaze upon where the world had slipped. It was the fate of the world, the fate of how the world was to come.

Innocence would drag the evil with it. Corrupt the innocent, purify the evil. The grey sat untouched.

Even as their fur was soaking, and their hearts were pounding, the world continued. The world would never stop spinning to assist those who had fallen.

Swirls overtook their vision, conquering the peace and hope that once sat in those small eyes. The peace a serenity that continued to draw those young paws forward had faltered. Had brought the world down once more.

A fight for the control, a fight for the dominance and strength to push on. Innocence had no place in the world of brute strength.

Hold the sky, my dear.

I believe in you.

[Amplify]

I want some kittens!
Artist: crexmii

Username + ID: amplify (#426059)
Last accepted form: February 2025

Cat 1: Wahoo
Permission: NPC
Last bred: N/A

Cat 2: Robin
Permission: Mine
Last bred: N/A

Appearance or genetics based?: Genetics please!
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Artist’s Choice
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: Prompt #1 - Adoptive Parents Dawn and Mottle (314)

Dawn is the type of cat to know what she wants and how to get it, with exactly the bright and kind personality her name implies. Mottle, on the other hand, has always been more of an oddball with his heart in the right place but his paws not always keeping pace. Somehow, from the moment they met, they just clicked. In an instant they went from never having heard of one another, to being known as the ‘where one was, the other was close to follow’ dynamic duo. And truly, they bring out the best in one another. Dawn inspires an uncanny cleverness in Mottle by keeping him on his toes, while Mottle sparks her creativity by encouraging her to think outside of the box. Their strengths have remained their strengths, but their weaknesses no longer feel quite as debilitating as they once did.

It goes to show the importance of having something or someone to keep you grounded in the present. As a kitten, Dawn was known for having her head in the clouds, much the same as Mottle was, but for the opposite reason. Where Dawn was always thinking about the future, Mottle couldn’t help but overthink the past, and that prevented them from making the most of the present let alone enjoying it. Nowadays, they’re naturally calmer than they were as kittens, with the confidence and skills that come from time and support. But they still have no interest in being apart, knowing that they’re better together. Admittedly, there was a period of time where they feared they were becoming co-dependent, and subsequently would be unable to function individually should the need arise. However, after taking some time apart, they realized that what drew them together wasn’t an inability to cope by themselves, but the love that they held for one another. And how could they willingly part after that?

[StormSerpent]

I want some kittens!
Artist: Crexmii

Username + ID: StormSerpent 812252
Last accepted form: 2022

Other username + ID: clouds-move-on 152882
Other user's last accepted form: february

Cat 1: Skyfish
Permission: here
Last bred: N/A

Cat 2: Believe in Steven
Permission: mine
Last bred: N/A

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?: we'll each get one

Prompt: OOC breeding

[MireyaDC]

I want some kittens!
Artist: crexmii

Username + ID: MireyaDC 1046878
Last accepted form: n/a


Cat 1: Tajogaite
Permission: n/a
Last bred: n/a

Cat 2: Angelquartz
Permission: n/a
Last bred: n/a

Appearance or genetics based?: Both are fine
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: Say not required

[DachasaurusZen]

I want some kittens!
Artist: crexmii

Username + ID: DachasaurusZen
Last accepted form: Here

Cat 1: Afternoon's Gentle Storm
Permission: Me 👍
Last bred: N/A

Cat 2: Hana
Permission: N/A
Last bred: N/A

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: This drawing was for Storm

[Anpu]

I want some kittens!
Artist: crexmii

Username + ID: Anpu + 996330
Last accepted form: Febuary

Cat 1: Doodlebug
Permission: N/A
Last bred: N/A

Cat 2: Noble Cub
Permission: N/A
Last bred: N/A

Appearance or genetics based?: Artist's Choice
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: Nope
Items using: Shooting Star Shard for Scelera Color

Allow for random NR edits?: Yepp!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: Yep!
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: N/A

Prompt: [340 Words, Prompt 3]

The Noble Cub had always wondered what his cubs would look like, if he ever had any. Which, since now he was expecting to be a father he was now greatly considering this question.. Would his kits be curious and artistic like their mother, covered in mud and paint at all times? Or would they be more aloof, a wanderer, a devotee like him to his great god of Change. Alas, this led to more complications the more he thought about his kits. Would they take on his blessing from the god? How did kittens of the blessed ones work.. He couldn't recall, they weren't quite common since blessed cats were normally much too busy for kits. His life would bring danger to their little paws. He couldn't help but feel heartbreak as he began to pace, looking out at the sun, pondering.

Should he abandon these kits? No, that wasn't noble, they would be so young.. and small. He couldn't help but feel attached to these unborn kits. Then, he remembered what his god would say, whenever he faced a hard decision such as this one.

"Go with your heart, don't be afraid of me, my powers, let you be the change. Let yourself feel it from within."

Those words, ones that were often sarcastic and jokey and that he never took that seriously. But now he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his chest. He'd be the change, the first blessed one to raise a litter of kittens. Now, instead of his stressed, spiraling thoughts, they came like fluffy clouds of musings on what sort of kits would appear at his den. He'd have to lay low for a while, he was quite sure Change wouldn't mind, after all, it was the god's advice which gave him the solace to take in these cubs. He hoped these cubs would be wanderers like him, but he'd change, adapt. Anything for his future, blessed cubs. No matter whether they were actually magic, they'd still be blessed in his eyes.