Clan: Link to Craterclan
Accessory info: Genderfluid and Demisexual Flags
(maybe it would be fun if they had an accessory that functioned like a mood ring but for their gender? or maybe different coloured accessories that they switch out depending on what gender they're feeling at the time? like a bracelet or something? Maybe they also like to paint their nails the colour of the demi flag too? Do whatever you feel looks best!)
edit: I've loved seeing all the kitties that have pride themed piercings and if you'd like to incorporate something like that I'd love it!
[ You can find the Stars edits list here! ]
- NR edit suggestions: Rough looking catto fam has had a rough time
1 common edit choice: Tongue
2 common edit suggestions: Fangs or min fur if the uncommon roll fails?
1 uncommon edit roll: Medium fur
Are there any nr/common edits you would not like added?: Sleek tail, Sclera colour that's like orange or red, claws
Heterochromia prompt - When has this cat felt like they were truly acting like / expressing themself? Describe that memory or instance(s).
Unnatural eye color prompt - Describe a time that this cat overcame some sort of adversity. This can be any type of challenge (physical, social, emotional, etc.) that has impacted this cat.
This is just a lil content warning of sorts, (mother yells at her son big time and he is devastated by this ) so if that might make you sad maybe skip this one?
The young cat snuck his way past his mother and out of the den, what little food they had he was carrying with him. His mother had quite the temper so he didn’t dare wake her. He darted around trees and bushes, with the world coursing by him. His walk faded to a run, and finally he reached her. A small sickly white kit hidden under a bush, she looked so frail he almost wasn’t sure if she was alive. He was a caring soul and wanted to help any creature he came across. “Fern?” his voice shuddered as he spoke.
A soft whisper called back “I’m here.”
He wriggled his way into the bush with her, she was probably only 3 moons old but she looked not much bigger than a 1 moon old. “Here, I brought you this.” He nudged the small meal towards her with his nose. She began to eat with an energy he hadn’t seen from her in a long time. For about a moon he had been sneaking food out to her, and this was the first time she was noticeably stronger. He smiled a he noticed her dusty nose, she must've rubbed it with her paw he thought to himself. He purred with excitement. She’s recovering! I need to run back now but I’ll be back soon with more, he smiled as he left and headed back to the den. He didn’t feel the need to run back this time as he knew she was okay.
He walked around the tree just near his home, but then he saw her. His mother. He could feel her glare from where he stood, her fury burned into his pelt. As he got closer she finally spoke. “So, where have you been?” She narrowed her eyes.
“I- uh…”
“Come on then. Spit it out!”
“I just thought-”
“Stealing food from your own family!? How could you-”
“I’m sorry! There’s this kitten and she’s sickly thin! How could I not help!”
She fell silent for a moment, but it wasn’t concern. He thought she couldn’t be more furious, yet he was wrong.
He looked up at his mother with eyes wide and heart pounding as she spoke to him. “You’re just like your father! You’re too soft! You need to protect yourself because if you don't, no one else will!”
Those words seared into his chest. His father was killed by another cat and his mother had never quite been the same. But to blame him for his own death! He was frozen in shock. His heart broke, when he realised what his mother was truly saying… She wouldn’t save him even if his life depended on it. Fire burned in her eyes as she hissed “get. out. Of my. territory. now.”
Tears began to well in his eyes as the only cat he’d ever known washed her hands of him. He began to beg “please-”
“Get! Out!” She yowled back as she lunged at him.
He could do nothing but run. She was close on his tail but he had to keep running. Once He reached the border of her territory she stopped chasing. But still she stood watching, truly making sure he was gone.
His heart raced in his chest as he continued to run, tears now streaming across his face. The only cat he’d… known. Gone…
His chest ached, she was right too… No one would protect him at all… It was fight or die… He swallowed his tears and began to tread across the dirt, towards where the sun would rise. Tired legs carrying a hollow chest. For moons he carried on wandering his heart slowly turning to cold stone as it all sunk in, he couldn’t stop remembering the hurt he felt as he was discarded and exiled. Even his pelt grew ragged and unkempt, as he sunk further into this mindset, as a part of him died. He shook the thought from his mind. It’s for the best I’m not like him anymore. Clouds passed over the moon and the world was plunged into darkness. He curled up at the base of a tree and fell asleep for the night.
For even more moons he fought every cat he came across, hissing and spitting, clawing and yowling. His hope had been shattered that day, and he turned that fear to anger. He would be happy to watch the world burn if not set it alight himself. Of course all that he attacked returned the favour, any cat would. Just like any other day he set out wandering with no real purpose. The evening sun scorching down on his back, he dropped to a crouch as he spotted him. Today’s opponent. He readies himself to run at the stranger. His opponent’s long fur make the black marks of his coat almost dance in the breeze. [url]Snow[/url]
He launches himself forwards, claws scraping the Earth as he drives himself towards his target. Snow’s head flicked toward the sound of scraping claws. THUD Paws slam into Snow’s side, he lets out a great surprised yowl. Claws out, hissing and spitting, Snow landed a blow right on The scruffy cat’s eye. The scruffy cat let out a horrible and angry yowl, he lunged at Snow with more fury in his eyes than before. Snow tumbled and the scruffy cat pinned him paws digging into his side. The nameless scruffy cat smiled in triumph, he was the victor yet again. In his brief lapse of concentration, Snow managed to knock him off his balance and turn the tables in his favor. The scruffy cat stumbled off Snow, and Snow took his chance, pinning the stranger on his back. Snow glared down at his attacker. “Do your worst!” The scruffy cat snarled at Snow. He knew that no cat would protect him, much less spare him from a fight so brutal. Snow stared down at the broken cat in front of him. “How dare you! Attack a strange without any reason!” He finally responded his fur bristling with anger. “I said do your worst!” The scruffy cat clearly hadn’t gotten the message.
Snow raised his paw right up in the air ready to bring it down upon his foe, the scruffy cat braced himself for the final blow, the moment he knew would come one day, a cat had finally beaten him…
But the blow never came…
Snow winced as he saw the damage he’d already done to his assailant’s eye. He took a breath before speaking again. “I won’t do you in, I refuse to.”
The scruffy stranger’s heart sank and he just blinked in surprise. “W-Why..? I thought…”
“As angry as I am, your fate is not mine to decide. I can see you’re hurting, and I can see that there’s more to you than this. I will spare you, but only one chance. If you try this again, you won’t be so lucky.”
The scruffy cat was shaken to his core by this, it was so far outside what he believed to be true, his hard shell had been shattered but this time, it wasn’t fear that he felt.
Snow and this new cat made their way back to Craterclan’s camp. Dawnfeather was waiting outside the burrow’s entrance, her eyes widened as she spotted the new cat following behind Snow.
“I could feel that something was up, but I didn’t expect another to be with you!" As the two came closer, she noticed the wound on his the stranger’s face, "Oh no! His eye! What happened?”
"I'll explain later… could you send Blossomheart out to help him out? He probably shouldn't be in the burrow alone either… Maybe get Pinesnap too?"
Dawnfeather looked puzzled as she left to find the two and send them out. The stranger crouched by a leaf and began to lazily swat at it, but he missed. He frowned as he sat up, tried again, and missed for a second time. Snow's heart broke as this unfolded in front of him. Snow sat next to the stranger and bowed his head as he said "I'm so sorry…" The stranger looked puzzled, as he replied "Why? Of course you don't want to leave me alone with your friends? I'm not offended if that's what you think." Snow sighed, not ready to break it to him. Blossomheart and Pinesnap saved him from the silence his apology had caused. Snow hurried away to find Dawnfeather and tell her what had happened.
Blossomheart hurried over to treat the stranger's injuries, to wrap it up to lessen the scars that would be left behind, but it was a pretty severe injury, perhaps scars weren't his only worry. The tenderness with which Blossomheart tended his wounds, was a feeling had forgotten, to be cared for… In that moment he felt like a kit, helpless but protected.
Blossomheart said "I'm sorry I know it hurts, but could you do your best to not let your eyes water, it'll heal faster for you if you do." He blinked away the tears that had been unknowingly spilling from his eyes. How was it that for seasons he had been taking every cat to be his enemy, yet there was a community of cats, all protecting each other right here…
Not a single cat here seemed to want to hurt him for any reason other than he'd hurt them first.
The fight with his mother came flooding back into his mind, he felt his blood run cold. He crouched down and began to growl, Blossomheart and Pinesnap jumped back. His eyes didn't follow then, he stared into the distance growling at a cat that wasn't there… Blossomheart squinted as she studied him, "It's not us… There's more injuries than we thought," she whispered under her breath.
"You're safe and we're here," she soothed. "We will protect you, you are safe. Please take a deep breath, can you focus on my scent?" she guided. "Please keep focussing on my scent, I'll protect you." She wasn't sure if this was what he needed, but it looked like it was helping him, after some time, her guiding helped him settle down and relax.
Blossomheart decided to stay outside the burrow with him to make sure that he would be okay and so she could help if he struggled with his memories again.
After some time with the clan, Dawnfeather took a trip to the Salt lake to ask Starclan if he was safe to have in the clan, they said yes. He had finally proved himself and was allowed inside the burrow! Blossomheart was giving him a tour about the burrow and then they arrived at the nursery, immediately he noticed the pure white kit…
"Fern!"
He'd forgotten all about the kit he had been feeding before everything happened… Blossomheart looked puzzled, "That's Birchkit?"
"Oh... yeah... just looked like someone I knew…" he realised that Fern would have been almost fully grown by now… He sighed.
Blossomheart continued to introduce the rest of the kits "... and this is Littlekit, she's probably not gonna be a kit much longer"
Littlekit shyly smiled, excited by her near future.
Birchkit bounded over to the stranger, and purred as he immediately lovingly headbutt the stranger’s ankles. His heart warmed by Birchkit's unquestioning love. He crouched down with the kit and licked his head as he purred, "You're very sweet Birchkit, thank you." He felt some of the parts of his soul that had died that day, beginning to grow back. He breathed, he didn't have to fight to live here, he had friends here. He'd found people that loved him, he finally felt at home.
"Hey Blossomheart, would it be okay if I spend more time in the nursery? I used to help this orphan kit, until…"
"It's okay, you don't need to explain yourself," she assured take your time, she smiled as she left him with the kits.
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TLDR: Cat gets yelled at by mum, shuts everyone out and takes it out on the world and then a Craterclan cat knocks sense into them, the warmth Craterclan gives helps him learn to start to open up again.
