[TheUnknown]

custom lined?? nahhh I'd never,,
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won by: Nemyaen
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Name of Shadow Cat:
Prompt chosen:
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[ TRAITS ]
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[ COMMON ]
Fur Length (Hair)
[ UNCOMMON ]
Basic gene splicing (Talons), Horns/Antlers, Bioluminescence (entire back, it faintly glows)
[ RARE ]
Elemental Extra (Butterflies in smoke, flowers on horns)
[ VERY RARE ]
Scales
[ LEGENDARY ]
Major Line Edits(seeing as this is completely custom lined... I think this works!)

[TheUnknown]

open ^^

[Shisou]

Username: Shisou
Name of Shadow Cat: Papillon
Prompt chosen: Writing
Prompt answer: A fairy/butterfly crown.

Papillon was strolling around in a small market/fair one day just browsing and looking at all the wares the vendors had to sell, until Papillon came across a vendor who was selling all kinds of jewelry from all over the world but one particular item caught Papillon's eye it was a beautiful crown of many colors and adorned with butterflies and dragonflies. Apon seeing the beautiful crown Papillon had to have it so they proceeded to ask the vendor how much they wanted for it, but the vendor then said that Papillon would want the crown due to the crown being apparently cursed. This revelation didn't deter Papillon what so ever and once again Papillon asked how much for the crown. Seeing that Papillon wasn't going to give up even with the warning the vendor gave in and told Papillon a price that Papillon gladly paid and then proceeded to stroll away from the vendors stall and the market/fair entirely now with they're new crown atop they're head and a lingering thought about whether the curse the vendor mentioned was real or not.

[jellybeansmud]

Username: Nemyaen
Name of Shadow Cat: Buckthorn
Prompt chosen: Writing
Prompt answer:
For the first time in long time, Buckthorn was hungry. Food wasn't scarce around these places, no, but none of this food interest it. It had a prey it wanted to get, and it was ready to hunt for it, no matter how long it will take. One of the spirits of this place was unlike any Buckthorn has seen before, and what was in the beginning just a curiosity then has grown into fear, and now, determination. The goal's clear: get this thing out of this place, and Buckthorn's ready to go till the end to do this.
This spirit was something not from this place: their scent wore the notes of cities and metal and newness, all things barely ever seen by anyone here. The air got heavy and tense as the spirit traveled further and further into the woods Buckthorn calls home, going from the places it never knew about, scaring and poisoning life on their way. Buckthorn didn't notice this alien until they were quarter of a day away from it's lair, and didn't start the hunt until it has felt fear of the woods in the air. Now, preparing for a jump, it feared being too weak. Something that can bring do much terror to the peaceful spirits -- what can a single cat do to this danger? But there weren't anyone else, and it could be too late if it went to find someone to share the prey with. No, now the only thing it could do is to fight.
And so it did. Leaping down from a tree in complete silence, Buckthorn aimed for the weakest point in the spirit's almost completely hidden in-between the worlds of the living and the dead body, hoping to not let them to attack back. Cat's paws went straight thought the mist around the spirit's core, while it's teeth crushed it. Spirit started to slowly vanish, returning to it's proper place, leaving only a small trinket they formed around behind. Buckthorn dropped it on the ground, chasing after the slowly thinning mist to feast on it before taking a look on whatever was left.
After there was nothing to eat left, it finally went back to it's newly acquired trophy. It was something quite fancy; a set of two brooches made of sparkling gems and little beads, hold together by a long silk ribbon. It depicted a bee, wings ready for flight, and a crown which proudly held some kind of a white gem in it's center. Little pattern on the ribbon seemed like clouds on the night sky, faint grays and blues across the black. Buckthorn gently lifted the ribbon with one paw and, not without a trouble and the ribbon getting stuck on it's horns, put it on it's neck. Today was a day to remember, and a trophy is something Buckthorn just has to keep.

[Griff]

Username: Griff
Name of Shadow Cat: Monarch
Prompt chosen: Written
Prompt answer: A simple thing, it appears to be a necklace of feathers and preserved flowers woven together. Each is very different and distinct, representing a person she has met on her travels. Every piece has a story to tell, and she welcomes the chance to tell them whenever someone wishes.

[TheUnknown]

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[TheUnknown]

Username: Nemyaen
Name of Shadow Cat: Buckthorn
Prompt chosen: Writing
Prompt answer:
For the first time in long time, Buckthorn was hungry. Food wasn't scarce around these places, no, but none of this food interest it. It had a prey it wanted to get, and it was ready to hunt for it, no matter how long it will take. One of the spirits of this place was unlike any Buckthorn has seen before, and what was in the beginning just a curiosity then has grown into fear, and now, determination. The goal's clear: get this thing out of this place, and Buckthorn's ready to go till the end to do this.
This spirit was something not from this place: their scent wore the notes of cities and metal and newness, all things barely ever seen by anyone here. The air got heavy and tense as the spirit traveled further and further into the woods Buckthorn calls home, going from the places it never knew about, scaring and poisoning life on their way. Buckthorn didn't notice this alien until they were quarter of a day away from it's lair, and didn't start the hunt until it has felt fear of the woods in the air. Now, preparing for a jump, it feared being too weak. Something that can bring do much terror to the peaceful spirits -- what can a single cat do to this danger? But there weren't anyone else, and it could be too late if it went to find someone to share the prey with. No, now the only thing it could do is to fight.
And so it did. Leaping down from a tree in complete silence, Buckthorn aimed for the weakest point in the spirit's almost completely hidden in-between the worlds of the living and the dead body, hoping to not let them to attack back. Cat's paws went straight thought the mist around the spirit's core, while it's teeth crushed it. Spirit started to slowly vanish, returning to it's proper place, leaving only a small trinket they formed around behind. Buckthorn dropped it on the ground, chasing after the slowly thinning mist to feast on it before taking a look on whatever was left.
After there was nothing to eat left, it finally went back to it's newly acquired trophy. It was something quite fancy; a set of two brooches made of sparkling gems and little beads, hold together by a long silk ribbon. It depicted a bee, wings ready for flight, and a crown which proudly held some kind of a white gem in it's center. Little pattern on the ribbon seemed like clouds on the night sky, faint grays and blues across the black. Buckthorn gently lifted the ribbon with one paw and, not without a trouble and the ribbon getting stuck on it's horns, put it on it's neck. Today was a day to remember, and a trophy is something Buckthorn just has to keep.

I am so sorry that it took so long to choose a winner! I had completely forgotten about this :(
congratulations to Nemyaen !! enjoy your lil kitty <3

[jellybeansmud]

Thank you!! I love this cat, it's so pretty!^^