[razr]

tell me about an adventure this cat went on ! (500 word or 1 art piece limit)
this may add nr edits (expression change, accessories, scars) to their adult ref

ends march 31 at rollover !! (31 -> 4/1)

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[BingoDingo03]

Username: BingoDingo03
Cat Name: Tarragon Gingerstep
Gender: amab (he/xi/it)
Rank: Novice Raider (tumbleweed band --> cactus-flower band resident)
Clan: The Forgotten Farmyard
Age: 7 mos
Prompt:


It was a good while since Tarragon seen xer sister, Scorpion. The last time she was here, another argument broke out between her and their mother. They had a new band of cats roaming their area and apparently, Scorpion wanted in. They seemed like a new group though, they care for each other deeply and seldom causes any problems. Just a while ago, Tarragon meet a friend molly its age, only to be chased off by his mother. Xi never seen his, patient, generally stoic parent be so...furious.

Tarragon guessed it was the fact that the leader was a former member of the Tumbleweeds. He was know for killing of the former leader, which happened to be his mother's old friend. The group split into twos, clearly having a lasting gripe with each other. Since then, the Tumbleweeds and the Cactus-Flowers been on bad terms since. His mother made it clear that she wanted not a single on of her kits to follow them. Scorpion refused to listen. Instead, she wanted to join the band! Today, she revealed that she's living the high life there, especially with her mate and soon-to-be kits! Tarragon was blissfully unaware of xer mother's dimming features as it cheered for its close sister. He was going to be an uncle! He turned to celebrate with its mothers, but realized that she was no longer in the vicinity as them.

That night, he and Scorpion curled up together, her paw resting on her little sibling's. Tarragon was still wide awake. Tarragon wanted to explore this new group. From a distance, they truly seemed like a delightful group. Maybe that cat actually improved? His mothers did tend to over exaggerate the main issues. That settled it, he will go check out the Cactus band. It was tried of being tied to the same old was of the Tumbleweeds. Things were going to change. He only drifted off for a bit until xi felt a tail brushing his nose. It woke up with a sneeze. Looking up, Scorpion was pacing around.

"Well?" Scorpion mewed. "Are you coming or what?" Tarragon sat on his paws. What is she talking about?

"Er, do you mean we're going to the Cactus-Flowers? Right now?"

"Yep, get ready, they'll be movin' soon." Scorpion whisked her tail to the entrance. "C'mon, kit, these kits are just screaming for me to go back to sleep."

"What about mother and the others? Won't they miss us?"

Scorpion's whiskers drooped sadly. "They'll be fine, once we curious cats are out og their fur anyways..."

Tarragon looked back for a moment. Will I miss home? Guess I have to see and find out. Shaking the thoughts away, he bounded up to Scorpion. "Okay, let's go." The two went on their way, not turning back to their old home.

I hope mother and the others doesn't freak out. It's only a fun adventure, what's the harm? And hey, maybe that cool Botanist can teach me something...

[Rathalos]

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[wildfur2202]

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[ravenix]

Username: ravenix
Cat Name: Burningpaw
Gender: Nonbinary Angelself
Rank: Warrior Apprentice
Clan: Fangclan
Age: 9 moons
Prompt:
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[lacke]

Username: lacke
Cat Name: marigold
Gender: molly
Rank: sproutseeker
Clan: blossomclan
Age: 1 year
Prompt:

the sun hung high in the sky, casting dappled light through the forest canopy. marigold padded along a narrow, winding path, her golden fur glowing in the warm rays. her tail flicked excitedly behind her - she wasnt supposed to be this far f rom camp, but the promise of an adventure had tugged at her paws all morning. a rumor had spread among the younger cats about an ancient oak deep in the woods, its roots so large they created a hidden den beneath him. some whispered it was home to an old, mysterious cat who spoke in riddles, while others claimed it sheltered rare herbs no one had ever seen. marigold just wanted to see it for herself.

the air grew cooler the deeper she went, the earthy scent of moss and bark wrapping around her like a cloak. she leapt over fallen b ranches and tiptoed around a shallow stream, ears perked for any sound - a birds call, the rustle of a mouse - but all she heard was the whisper of the wind through the trees.

finally, the ancient oak came into view. its trunk was massive, gnarled and scarred with age, and its roots twisted and curled into an arch that did indeed form a den beneath it. marigolds heart thudded in her chest.

as she crept closer, a sudden voice rasped, "and what brings a bright petal like you to an old trees shadow?"

marigold spun around, her fur bristling. an elderly tom stepped out from behind the roots, his dark fur flecked with grey. his eyes were a soft green, like leaves in early spring. "i... i heard stories," marigold stammered, trying to steady her voice. "about this tree, and maybe about... you."

the old tom chuckled softly, his tail flicking. "stories have a way of growing bigger than the truth. i am just an old cat, and this is just an old tree."

marigold narrowed her eyes, a spark of curiosity lighting them. "then... why do you live here?"

the toms gaze softened. "because even the oldest roots have a purpose. just like the brightest flowers."

marigold tilted her head, feeling the weight of his words. she didnt fully understand, but something about them made her chest feel warm.

before she left, the tom showed her a patch of golden herbs growing at the trees base - marigold flowers, just like her name. "a healers plant," he said, "for wounds seen and unseen."

when marigold finally returned to camp, she carried one of the flowers back with her, tucking it in her fur. it reminded her of the old towms words - and of the roots and petals that made up her own growing story.

[WinglessSeraph]

Username: WinglessSeraph
Cat Name: Dandelion
Gender: Female
Rank: Nomad
Clan: After the War
Age: 16 moons
Prompt:
The harsh sun bared its rays upon the land as Dandelion limped through the forest. Her chest heaved with every breath, struggling to keep going through the pain. Her back leg dragged behind her, catching onto rocks and roots as she moved, sending fresh waves of pain through her body. The she-cat had journeyed past her home and into the woods, looking for her friend and finding fox traps instead.

Tears pricked in her eyes, and finally, her legs gave out. Dandelion lay on the forest floor as she heard faint steps in the foliage. Through blurry vision, she saw the blurry silhouette of another cat before succumbing to the pain.

"You're quite far from home."

Dandelion's eyes slowly cracked open, vision still slightly blurry. A stocky, pale she-cat sat before her, herbs clinging to her pelt. “What happened?” she asked groggily as she sat up, wincing as pain flooded her body. Her gaze turned to her leg, wrapped with vines and sticks.

“I found you collapsed with a hurt leg,” the she-cat meowed, eyes focused on the herbs before her. “So I carried you to shelter and patched it up.” Dandelion looked at the pale she-cat, then around at her surroundings. A small cave within the earth, just barely big enough for the two of them.

“Are you one of those wild cats?” the little cat asked as she turned back to the cat in front of her. The pale cat nodded before pushing a leaf in front of Dandelion. A small mound of green sludge sat upon it, smelling sharply of herbs. “Eat this, and I'll tell you about myself.”

The golden she-cat grimaced, looking down at the pile. Reluctantly, Dandelion lapped up the herbs, choking on their sharp taste as she gulped them down. “I am a wild cat,” the stocky she-cat replied as she pushed a pile of wet moss forward. “My name is Sandmouse, I used to be a part of a group of wild cats.”

“Used to?” Dandelion interjected, earning a nod from Sandmouse. “I'm searching for someone, so I left to find him,” the pale she-cat meowed as Dandelion lapped from the moss. “But how come a kitten like you is alone in the forest?”

“I'm not a kitten!” the golden cat huffed before continuing. “I'm looking for someone too, she hasn't visited me in a long time.” Sandmouse nodded as she listened.

“Well, you should head home for now and heal,” the pale she-cat meowed. “You'll risk harming your leg further if you keep on.” Dandelion shook her head, eyes sharp. “I have to see her again, she's my only friend,” the she-cat meowed.

Sandmouse peered into Dandelion's eyes, seeing the determination that sparkled within them. The two shared a silent agreement and settled in their makeshift den for the night. When morning came, the two embarked on their journey, hoping to find their lost connections.

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[opti-mism]

Username: opti-mism
Cat Name: Shoalpaw (Shoalfoot)
Gender: Tom
Rank: apprentice
Clan: Sparkclan
Age: 1 year
Prompt:
Shoalpaw was... stubborn. Adventure was so close, yet so far for a young apprentice. Just a simple escape to the sunning rocks without alerting anyone would be a chance to rest, to be alone. But luck was not on his side as he scurried along.

He refused to follow the direction of his mentor, Littlestone, and considered traipsing off to his own sunning spot to spend some time alone. "Uh, Shoalpaw-" he heard her voice in the distance, her unsure mew trickling over the stones. "We're supposed to get you ready for your hunting assessment this week." She called, her ears dipping as she flattened them in quiet frustration.

"I'll do fine!" He snapped, pinning his ears to his head and turning tail, going to run the final stretch to the heated stones, but finding himself sliding, falling into open air as he snagged his claw desperately on the rock face, scrabbling as he howled in pain, trapping his foot between two stones in a desperate attempt to keep from plummeting down the cliff. "Littlestone!" He cried out for his mentor, relieved when the demure molly's face appeared above him. Putting all her weight into it, she tugged the chunky Tom back upwards onto the stone, spitting with both relief and frustration. "Shoalpaw! You could have been killed! What would your mother have said?" It wasn't until she noticed his mangled foot that she fell silent, both stewing and concerned.

"It looks like you'll get that rest you wanted. Let's get you to the healer den." She chuffed, watching as he looked shamefully down at his injured paw. "I think your adventures are over for the time being."

[razr]

Username: WinglessSeraph
Cat Name: Dandelion
Gender: Female
Rank: Nomad
Clan: After the War
Age: 16 moons
Prompt:
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thanks for everyones patience on this guy, congrats !! i'll have dandelion's growth posted this weekend <3