[tula!]

what keeps this cat up at night? suggested by I Like Bees. 600 words max.

ends on november 15 at midnight pacific daylight time

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[b]Clan:[/b] (please link)

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[b]Age:[/b] (one year or above)
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[Lex.]

Username: Lex.
Clan: thistleybois

Cat name: Sugarsnap
Gender: Female
Age: 21 moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:

Sugarsnap was abandoned as a kit.

Alone and scared, she wandered the pines, hoping to find a nice place to sleep. She had no knowledge of survival other than her instincts to hide, so she did just that. It seemed like days she sat in between the roots of a tree, waiting for someone to save her. Crackling from a few tail lengths away caught her attention. She laid, still with fear of what predator had finally decided to show up.

Out of a bush popped to toms, chattering like mice. Relieved that they were cats, she revealed herself to the two toms, catching them by surprise. One tom gasped, the other widened his eyes, feeling pity for the poor scrap. The larger tom slowly and gently walked up to her and sat. "My, my. What a poor sight. Dear, come here." The small kit shuddered and walked to curl up on top of the large toms paws, and the other tom bounced over to comfort the kit. Both toms groomed her, taking off the stale scent of twoleg and replacing that with their clan scent.

"What's your name little one?" the smaller white tom asked the kit. In a voice as light as a whisper, she responded with a quick "Sugar" before collapsing from exhaustion and an empty stomach. The large tom quickly grabbed her by the scruff and mumbled, "Quick, she needs food and herbs, now." Both toms raced back to their home.

Sugar awoke, curled beside a cats belly. She yawned, snuggling in closer.
"Well, look who's awake." Both of the toms she had encountered before were next to her, the large tom sitting next to her, and the white tom was curled around her. They were both smiling, happy that they could save her.

A grey tom walked in with a bundle of herbs. Both of the toms greeted him with a a flick of their tails, but the tom just rolled his eyes. He sat down his herbs and spoke. "You two can stop smiling like idiots now. She's fine, just make sure she's fed and stays warm. Keep her in the nursery, as long as someone is staying with her she'll be fine."
The large tom thanked him. "Also," the grey tom spoke again. "We may have to postpone the whole becoming an apprentice for a couple moons. She needs to build an immune system."
The toms meowed a goodbye. The white tom took her to the nursery and brought a mouse with them. The large tom followed them there, and said to them, "I've got to go patrol, but I'll see you two when I get back."

The white tom stayed with her, on and off for a few moons. Both toms were incredibly kind and patient with her, treating her like she was their own kit. The toms couldn't have kits on their own, and it was really a sign from starclan that they found her. She was coddled growing up, so much so that she requested a mentorship change. She appreciated her fathers trying to help her, but she didn't want them to go easy on her. She loves them, but she just wants to have her own life now. This really hurt Briarstripe and Snowrush, they just wanted to be supportive.

As a warrior, she can't help but think she could have been nicer, or worded it differently. She practically owned them her life, what a way to treat them.

[Swishy & Broken]

mark

[allynabean]

Username: allynabean
Clan: mmoonclan

Cat name:
Gender: female, she/her
Age: (one year or above)
Rank:

Prompt:

mark :eyes:

i forgot to finish this form rip

[beebun]

Username: Coraly
Clan: Clan of the Rising Fox

Cat name: Brairheart
Gender: female
Age: 45 moons
Rank: warrior

Prompt:

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She took a step. And then another. Into the darkness. It was a need, a wanting. A pull. A pull stronger than her willpower. The cat forced her paws to stay in place, but that didn’t work. She took a step against her will. In a dream things never worked the way you wanted. Wait. That statement was wrong. This was a nightmare.

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Brairheart is kept up at night by what she calls the darkness. It sucks everything in. No matter what. But she always finds herself walking into it, and then a cat greets her. But the cat is the darkness. Brairheart doesn’t tell anyone about these recurring nightmares, she doesn’t think it’ll help. What Brairheart doesn’t know, or doesn’t wish to remember, is that the ‘darkness’ is her mother. Her mother did something terrible, and it keeps her up. Brairheart barely gets any sleep.

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She walked in tentatively. The cat was scared. Maybe even.. angry..? Her face was that of mixed expression, it was hard to read. Another cat walked up to her. There was darkness all around them. It was consuming the territory, and then, the cats that lived there. She youled. “Noo!” But the other cat just chuckled. “It’s coming for you, my dear. You can’t stop it..”

Then she woke up.

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Brairheart is tormented by these nightmares. There are bags under her eyes, if cats can get eye bags. She does.

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Brairheart had been thrashing in her sleep. The usual. The other warriors were used to it by now. And they knew not to ask her. She shook her head. The cat could barely even remember the nightmare, but it scared her. It made her afraid. Why? The cat got up, and tip toed out of the den. Better not to wake them. They didn’t know what she was going through. They never would.

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The cat froze in her tracks. Was she still in the nightmare? The darkness was consuming everything. She was forced to take a step. The cat growled at nothing. She walked into the darkness unwillingly. But no one was there. The cat was gone.
“Show yourself!” Said she. And the other cat did.
“Yes?” The other cat asked, “you know, you could get rid of me.” The cat seemed as if it was stirring something. But cats couldn’t stir.
Briarheart growled, “why should I even trust you! You’re just a torment. A figment, of an imagination.” The other cat chuckled. It knew something Brairheart didn’t.
“Are you sure? All figments come from something real.” The cat let a grin pass. Everything was now being absorbed into the other cat, and Brairheart looked terrified.
“Tell them.” The cat growled to her, “tell them what you did to me.”

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Annnddd I’ll leave it at that! :’) suspenseee.

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[ 464 words. Though I really want to write more ahh ]

[angel furby]

Username: angel furby
Clan: orchidclan

Cat name: fir
Gender: male
Age: 32 moons
Rank: warrior

Prompt: 206 words

Memories of a rainy day flashed through Fir's mind as mist swirled around his paws. His fur felt thick and heavy as the fog consumed him. Though it was pitch black, he felt a sense of familiarity. He had been here before.

A pure white, illuminated silhouette appeared before him; he immediately recognized the deep blue eyes and pained expression.

“Azra…” he choked, the cat he once loved stood in front of him. Her jaws parted, baring sharp fangs. He had spent many nights here, though nothing could ever prepare him for the words she would utter each time.

“This is your fault.”

He remembered it so clearly; the trust in her innocent eyes melting away to horror and pain, watching in silence during their last moments together.

“You killed me.”

Her white fur stained red, what was once the cat he loved most lifeless at his feet. His own claws were stained with her blood. He took her life away so easily, as if she were nothing but a tiny piece of prey.

Fir's eyes shot open as he was pulled back to reality. He had been freed from the nightmare, but for how long? So many sleepless nights, haunted by his everlasting betrayal.

[ElizaChikatta]

Username: ElizaChikatta
Clan: OwlClan

Cat Name: Twilight Firefly
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 38 Moons | 3 Years Old
Rank: Warrior

Prompt: WIP Her dreams of lost clanmates and friends

[SilentMelody]

Username: SilentMelody
Clan: (please link)

Cat name:
Gender:
Age: (one year or above)
Rank:

Prompt: mark!!

[0Zero0]

Username: 0Zero0
Clan: Peak Clan

Cat name: MouseLeaf
Gender: Female
Age: 14 moons
Rank: Medicine Cat

Prompt:

A storm was coming. Deep waters would ravage the hillside, thunder would break the earth's crust, and there would be no safe place to call shelter. This image was sent to her by StarClan many moons ago, yet MouseLeaf ignored it. The she-cat had many chances to warn the leader of the clan, but chose not to.

She didn't want to worry them, as there was nothing that they could do about it. No preparation could save them from the mess that was about to unfold, and no warning could save the lives that would be lost that night. That storm was going to consume more then just lives, but MouseLeaf's heart.

Every night, to the night of the storm, MouseLeaf would arouse from slumber only moments after shutting her eyes to discover she couldn't sleep. The cat would stand up and stare up at the moon, watching the glow, and pondering her decisions. MouseLeaf would then find herself patroling the camp in the dead of night alone. Never really going back to bed.

On the night before the storm, MouseLeaf was bothered by the leader of the clan. He had an important word with her. He knew about the storm, as StarClan had warned him as well, and wanted to let her know it was okay, and that everything would be fine.

But it wasn't.

most of the clan was wiped out that fateful day, despite all of SunStar's preparations. MouseLeaf still has trouble to this day sleeping.

[tula!]

changing the max word count from 500 to 600