[Mythz]

what scares them the most?
up to interpretation!
minimum 200 words, max 500 + 2 art pieces

Ends November 6th at CS Rollover
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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Age:[/b] (1 year or above)
[b]Prompt:[/b]

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Description: Black-Based Non-Agouti [Rosetted] Amber Torbie
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Edits: [nr] bat companion, body paint/chalk, expression
[c] fang, pointed ears, ear tuts
[uc] Unnatural eye colour, heterochromia, mid fur edits
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[Mooshyy]

Username: mooshyy
Cat Name: boneclaw
Gender: male - he/him
Rank: warrior
Clan: hollowclan
Age: 64 moons
Prompt: Boneclaw is TERRIFIED of spiders, even the mention of one sends shivers down his spine. Other than his phobia of spiders, he's pretty brave. Spiders are practically his one weakness.

Once, on Halloween, Honeyhawk had found a convincing rubber mouse outside some twoleg's house when searching for some halloween decorations for camp, mostly because she loves decorating the camp.

She dug a hole out of the mouse and on her trip there, found a load decently sized spider which she lured into the mouse with candy.

Later that night, Boneclaw had poked at the mouse, realizing it wasnt real, which then the spider crawled out which scared him so bad, he cowered in his den for the rest of the night and didnt eat mice for a moon.

[SilentMelody]

Username: SilentMelody
Cat Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Clan: (Please link)
Age: (1 year or above)
Prompt: Mark!!

[.sins.]

Username: .sins.
Cat Name: Applesong
Gender: female
Rank: Deputy
Clan: Glacierclan
Age: 31 moons
Prompt: Applesong is scared of only one thing. The whistle of the wind late at night. Her mother always told her of creatures in the night, whose calls for the hunt were the whistles of the wind past the den entrance. figureless creatures that stalk the outside of the camp she called home. Waiting for small kits to leave the safety and take them away into the night. Invisible in the dark nights, like black cats on moonless nights, with only shining orbs to follow them by. With long teeth, and a calming sound that even the meanest warrior would follow into the dark night. They left no scent, and the only thing that kept them out of the camp was the nightly watch set up for the clan's protection.
Her mother called them the cat stealers, made up from a tale by humans of sirens for their water fairing vessels, but who says that there isn't something on the ground that could behave in the same way? A sound that would lure a cat away from safety, and they disappear forever.

She knows at this point it was a ruse by her mother to keep her from running away at night, but what if, just what if, it isn't?

[Sinful_Lies]

Username: Sinful_Lies
Cat Name: Deadgait
Gender: Male
Rank: Combat Warrior
Clan: Cedarclan
Age: 6 Years Old
Prompt:

Deadgait would never admit to being scared of anything. In fact, in most cases he is the bravest warrior out there. And though maybe he isn’t scared of a rowdy twoleg, or an aggressive grizzly bear deep down he’s terrified of what most are scared of, being forgotten. Deadgait does not want to be just another cat on the long list of those who have lived in Cedarclan. Deadgait wants to be remembered as the cat who saved Cedarclan from near extinction, but that title was stolen from him when Starclan made a Medicine Cat leader.

How could they just write him off, like he was just another clan cat, like he didn’t deserve that spot at the top of the clan. That betrayal soon turned into fear. Maybe he wasn’t good enough to be a warrior, maybe he didn’t deserve his warrior name. Deadgait drove himself crazy with worry, scared that his clanmates would notice his lack of power and slowly turn their backs on him, forget about him. And so he did the only thing he could think to do, he covered that fear with walls of anger. Never allowing himself or anyone else to touch those painful feelings he held deep within, because after all, if he didn’t notice them neither would anyone else.

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[ivyy.]

Username: bunnoblizzard
Cat Name: Batglare
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ≋O≋c≋e≋a≋n≋ ≋C≋l≋a≋n
Age: 8 years + 6 moons
Prompt: Batglare is scared of very few things. In fact, there is only one thing that scares her the most. Being pulled into the dark forest. That is why Batglare remains inside Ocean Clan now, waiting for the day she is finally pulled into the dark forest forever, with no escape and forever starving. You see- Batglare is dead, yes indeed, but the outline that shows so is often not easily visible and most cats who've seen it assume it was just their vision playing cruel tricks on them.

[Griff]

Username: Griff
Cat Name: Marblepelt
Gender: Female
Rank: Scout
Clan: https://toyhou.se/griffhighwind/charact ... er:2507939
Age: 23 Moons
Prompt:

She's alone, alone in an unfamiliar place, and nothing looks or seems familiar. She tries to call for help, but that crackle that she knows all too well is what comes out. Since birth she had been unable to speak, but her clan had always managed to help her out. Somehow even without words they always knew what she wanted to say, or what she needed. But right now, they were not here. Right now, she was alone. Her nerves were on edge, every small sound making her jump, every shadow making her cringe.

There was a deep loneliness, creeping into her soul. Nobody could hear her, nobody could understand her pain. And here... nobody could even see her but the insects and she knew they could care less about her. Panic was seizing her entire body, her heart racing faster and faster until all she could hear was the thudding of blood in her ears. Please wake up. Please be back home. Please, please be anywhere but here. Please show up back at home, back with her clan. This was too much, this was far too much.

She had not meant to stray like this. The two-legs had startled her, trapped her, and released her here. She did not know why, she did not know where she even was. She felt different somehow, wrong. She had heard stories like this, but had always thought they were made up to scare small kits into behaving. But she had always behaved, she was a good girl! What had she done to deserve this? Please someone... anyone? But their smells were not here, nor their voices. She was alone, and she had never been more terrified in her whole life.

[coffee.berry]

Username: coffee.berry
Cat Name: Skeletonface
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter
Clan: PeaceClan
Age: 1 year
Prompt: [203 words]

Skeletonface is afraid of one very thing, it's almost silly:

Squirrels.

He tries to overcome his fear by having his two bat friends, Tilly (up) and Billy (down). Whenever they hear a squirrel, Tilly covers Skeletonface's eyes, so he has no idea that there's a squirrel in front of him, and Billy flies over to the squirrel, kills it, and then Tilly lets go of Skeletonface's face, and then Skeletonface lets out a mighty scream.

But, once he's calm, he picks up the squirrel awkwardly, and wanders back to the clan, having everyone, not a single cat who doesn't ask how the Twinklepaws he got it if he's so afraid of it.

And, his answers include the below:

"There's nothing to it, a kit could do it!
"Tilly and Billy closed my eyes. Yeah! I killed it with my eyes closed!"
"It jumped into the river and died because it was scared of me!"

Tilly and Billy just nod. They don't mind Skeletonface telling lies; he feeds them, cares for them, and they help him. He always pays them back!

But, if sometimes Tilly and Billy forget to cover and catch, Skeletonface's fear is enormous.

Well, gotta go!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"

What was that, Skeletonface?

[craig?]

Username: craig?
Cat Name: Erminetooth
Gender: Female
Rank: ???
Clan: ??? (https://toyhou.se/Almondclans/characters/folder:2415695)
Age: 35 moons
Prompt:
"There's a world out there, you know." Her voice was hollow. Empty.

"I know," the living one repeated. "I know."

Her claws curled in anger. No, no they didn't know. It was clear from the pity that dripped from their voice, no one believed her. They never did.

She continued regardless. "There's trees. So many trees, you would think that they stretched on forever." But they didn't. And she had learned that the hard way.

"There's trees in the park, there's trees along the streets,"

"It's not the same," she snarled, "the twolegs planted those there. The trees in my home are ancient, they've been there since before my mother's mother was born."

"So have the ones in the park."

"You know what I meant. It's just an expression."

The living cat stares at her sadly. They don't understand. How could they possibly understand? "I don't think I've ever seen you leave the rails. You should come with me to the park."

The fur along her spine rose, her entire body rejecting the notion and she spat furiously. "I don't want to leave. Your world is not my home. I'd rather rot here forever then settle for a false reality."

"Then let me bring you flowers, leaves, grass. It's too dark in here for plants to grow. I want you to know that it's safe out there."

"I don't care."

"I can catch you a mouse."

"I'd rather die."

The living one frowned. "Then let me spend the night with you here. It's cold down here, a life alone is not a life for any cat."

'It's a good thing I'm dead, then.' She thought to herself, tail lashing as she allowed them to come close to her.

She couldn't find it within herself to tell them to leave.

But by Starclan, she would never leave this place herself.