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What IS a Fancy Cat?

A Fancy Cat is a regular cat, but they are all Fancy in some way.
Even though they all are Fancy, their personalities can differ.

My first cat on the new thread as a guest artist c:

Form:

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Username:
Name:
Gender:
Art of a lavender flower by you (can be poem, story, drawing, etc.):
One extra (optional):


Ends April third.
This cat now belongs to Nuky 101

[Vermilion Ink]

reserved for form

[bsktofbooks]

Username:Beast Girl
Name: Lillan
Gender:Female
Art of a lavender flower by you (can be poem, story, drawing, etc.):WIPP <3
One extra (optional):WIPPY <3

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Up!

[Nuky 101]

Username:
Nuky 101.

Name:
Aromadula. (But goes by Aroma.)

Gender:
Female.

Art of a lavender flower by you (can be poem, story, drawing, etc.):
Short story time!

Night had fallen. The dark blanket once again covered the sky, bright lights peeking through the seams. The moon was a glowing globe, full and ripe, spreading light across the land.

The tiny wooden house stood alone. Its old planks were crooked; nailed oddly to each other. The sloped roof's shingles were falling off, some surrounding the sides of the house. The light purple paint was peeling off the sides, revealing a rotted gray color underneath.

The child sat in a rocking chair in front of the house. Out, in the middle of nowhere, she was just sitting there. Watching the moon throw light in different directions. Her hair was in the braid she wore to bed at night. Her old, lace nightgown wrapped around her petite frame. Large, rounded eyes stared up at the sky.

She lowered her gaze to the garden surrounding her. Most of it had died. The roses were no longer red. The dandelions were frail, shaking in the light wind. The violets had plummeted to the ground. The grass had been overthrown by weeds. Yet, one flower remained.

The young child stood, dirt squishing beneath her bare feet. She carefully padded over to the remaining flower, trying not to step on any rocks or twigs. Once she reached it, she crouched, and gently stroked the delicate petals.

And as she felt the small flower's scent engulf her, she felt a sleepy haze settle into her mind. She managed a drowsy smile.

Yes, she was glad it was the lavender that had survived.

One extra (optional): No thanks. ^.^

[Fantasy Inc.]

Today's the last day to enter, please finish all forms! I'll judge tomorrow 2 pm dutch time.

[Fantasy Inc.]

Congrats Nuky 101, you won this cat! I loved your story :)
Do you want me to PM you the BBCodes?

[Nuky 101]

Congrats Nuky 101, you won this cat! I loved your story
Do you want me to PM you the BBCodes?

Thank you so much! And that'd be great - thanks! : )