[DiamondDogg]

write me a funny story including this cat
max 200 words

Ends 10/22 at 11:59 pm est

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[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: solid chocolate with low white
Age:
Edits: [nr] scars, [c] sclera color, fangs
Owner:

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: Otter
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Adult
Clan: Wingspan
Age: 3 years
Prompt:

"What's over there?" Otter whispered to her hunting partner, Butterscotch, her tail twitching in both anticipation and nervousness. Butterscotch had just stopped the pair of them, alert to movement behind a bush. They were in an unexplored part of the territory the group had just arrived to, and were being cautious. At least, that was what Otter thought.

Butterscotch didn't say anything as he crept towards the rustling bushes, keeping himself in a low hunter's crouch. Otter, perplexed at the lack of communication on Butterscotch's part, moved along at a slower pace, her eyes locked on the bush. As Butterscotch reached it, she stopped, letting him investigate.

Without warning, Butterscotch let out a screech, leaping magnificently over the bush and scaring out the small chipmunk that had been feasting on a berry within. With a startled screech of her own, Otter watched, frozen, as the chipmunk, paws covered in blackberry juice, skittered over her face without even thinking, leaving berry stains on her fur, the juice vibrantly bright amongst her white face markings.

It was quite a story to describe to the others when they got back, Butterscotch unable to contain his giggles, much to Otter's slight annoyance (and amusement).

[LOSTINUNKNOWN]

Username: LOSTINUNKNOWN.
Cat Name: Hermes.
Gender: Male.
Rank: God of Boundaries, Roads, Travelers, Mischief, and Theft.
Clan: Astron.
Age: Immortal, existing roughly eight-thousand millennia.
Prompt: 200 words.
As a messenger-god bearing several titles, most notably as the god of mischief and theft, he harbors a plethora of stories deemed worthy of humor. However, a plot of which he had spurred upon Pallas Athena serves as one of his favorites, to the extent he inscribed it:

"Honeyed words, I implore, to what extent Muses of Zeus' halls recall when glorious Pallas Athena made visit to towering peaks of Mount Olympus in the turning to yearly festival of Panathenaia? Clad in bronze armor-plate and yet over it draped a handsome cape of crimson as she burst out, a spear tipped with bronze point akin shifting back and forth in her paw's grip, poised to break ranks of many man and god wide open: 'How shameful! Hermes, messenger of the gods, show yourself in plain - I tire of your games.'

Now, to what good reason would her mind churn in displeasure in regards to I, a messenger of gods - that you'll learn, it's only right, I'll hide nothing. What strove the fury of Athena was my thieving, for I had stolen many a brave script of her library, lacking phlegmatic visage of herself ironically as she broke out in outrage."

[DiamondDogg]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: Otter
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Adult
Clan: Wingspan
Age: 3 years
Prompt:

"What's over there?" Otter whispered to her hunting partner, Butterscotch, her tail twitching in both anticipation and nervousness. Butterscotch had just stopped the pair of them, alert to movement behind a bush. They were in an unexplored part of the territory the group had just arrived to, and were being cautious. At least, that was what Otter thought.

Butterscotch didn't say anything as he crept towards the rustling bushes, keeping himself in a low hunter's crouch. Otter, perplexed at the lack of communication on Butterscotch's part, moved along at a slower pace, her eyes locked on the bush. As Butterscotch reached it, she stopped, letting him investigate.

Without warning, Butterscotch let out a screech, leaping magnificently over the bush and scaring out the small chipmunk that had been feasting on a berry within. With a startled screech of her own, Otter watched, frozen, as the chipmunk, paws covered in blackberry juice, skittered over her face without even thinking, leaving berry stains on her fur, the juice vibrantly bright amongst her white face markings.

It was quite a story to describe to the others when they got back, Butterscotch unable to contain his giggles, much to Otter's slight annoyance (and amusement).

winner!