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[SurgeFire]

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[SilentMelody]

Username: SilentMelody
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[Sunlitsecrets]

Username: Sunlitsecrets
Link to Thread: The Wanderlust
Cat Name: Arezu
Prompt: Arezu looks up to a stern cat named Nyx. There's something he deeply appreciates about the frightening sailor - perhaps all the trouble he's come across in his past have made him admire someone who takes no nonsense and stands tall against the dangers of the world.

The other members of this crew are nice, and kind, and he likes that, but he also worries what they'll do the next time they all come across a fight. Talking out of situations doesn't always work. So he follows Nyx around, and asks for fighting lessons nearly every day. Arezu is a persistent fellow, and though Nyx isn't all too fond of teaching, she's telling him what she knows just to try and get him off her tail.

[Vivika]

username: Vivika
cat name: Atlas
link to thread: The Valens
prompt:

"Regent!"

Atlas turned to face the messenger. Blinking the exhaustion from his eyes, he mustered a smile. "Yes?"

"Your honor. The hunters have mutinied again, and His Excellency requests that you deal with the situation."

He withheld a sigh. "I'll do that. I need a moment, please." Turning aside, he drew a breath in, then continued walking, headed for the closest ledge.

First the warriors, now the hunters. Would this ever stop? The civil unrest was driving him over the mountains and back. He had to deal with the hunters, then the rebels and... He just wanted to go to sleep. But no.

He glanced towards the night sky. If only his father were here. He'd know what to do. He always did. Always the voice of reason, talking down the rebellion with a cool, calm demeanour. Nothing ever fazed him, be it floodwaters or hell fires, he’d always been a grounding force -- the type to use dark humor to lighten the mood.

Atlas longed for those words of wisdom. To hear them again. Maybe he’d pay better attention this time. Yes, he was trained and raised for this role, but some days… he’d rather be a lowly concierge, cleaning out dens. It was as if the whole world, the whole clan, was watching him. Waiting for him to have all the answers. To slip up. It was exhausting. His father was the one he looked up to, but now?

His gaze clung to the stars -- a hobby of his father's. Now he was the one every cat looked up to. The stars were his guide now. Follow the stars. A saying from his father that had never rung more true.

The sound of pawsteps closing-in jerked him back into reality. Now… time to deal with those hunters.

[hawkfire102]

username: Vivika
cat name: Atlas
link to thread: The Valens
prompt:

"Regent!"

Atlas turned to face the messenger. Blinking the exhaustion from his eyes, he mustered a smile. "Yes?"

"Your honor. The hunters have mutinied again, and His Excellency requests that you deal with the situation."

He withheld a sigh. "I'll do that. I need a moment, please." Turning aside, he drew a breath in, then continued walking, headed for the closest ledge.

First the warriors, now the hunters. Would this ever stop? The civil unrest was driving him over the mountains and back. He had to deal with the hunters, then the rebels and... He just wanted to go to sleep. But no.

He glanced towards the night sky. If only his father were here. He'd know what to do. He always did. Always the voice of reason, talking down the rebellion with a cool, calm demeanour. Nothing ever fazed him, be it floodwaters or hell fires, he’d always been a grounding force -- the type to use dark humor to lighten the mood.

Atlas longed for those words of wisdom. To hear them again. Maybe he’d pay better attention this time. Yes, he was trained and raised for this role, but some days… he’d rather be a lowly concierge, cleaning out dens. It was as if the whole world, the whole clan, was watching him. Waiting for him to have all the answers. To slip up. It was exhausting. His father was the one he looked up to, but now?

His gaze clung to the stars -- a hobby of his father's. Now he was the one every cat looked up to. The stars were his guide now. Follow the stars. A saying from his father that had never rung more true.

The sound of pawsteps closing-in jerked him back into reality. Now… time to deal with those hunters.

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[Vivika]

Thank you so much, ahh! <33 I'm excited to welcome this
permanently exhausted boi into the Valenian ranks. Maybe
he'll get some sleep one day, haha.