[feverrr]

super excited to be back as a GA again!!
shoutout to bees for inspiring this kitty HGFGH <3

tell me a story about this cat that involves a "hello" and a "goodbye"
750 words max, feel free to include art if you'd like!

Ends at rollover from May 31 > June 1 June 1 > 2 June 2 > 3

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[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Age:[/b] (1 year or above)
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Description: lilac lynx point with med white
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Edits:
[nr] expression, accessory, missing limb x3
[c] whiskers, tooth, eye shape, eyelashes, ear placement, min fur
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[Archaeopteryx.]

Username: Archaeopteryx.
Cat Name: Dusksong
Gender: Nonbinary
Rank: n/a
Clan: (Please link)
Age: (1 year or above)
Prompt: mark!!!

[crexmii]

Username: crexmii
Cat Name: oleanderdance
Gender: female
Rank: tbd
Clan: softclan
Age: 35 moons
Prompt: "friends forever."

the lilac she-cat sat at the gorge, gazing into the distance. the sunne was setting, so the sky was now a mixture of pinks and reds.
"hey! hello! who're you?" a sudden call startles oleanderdance out of her reverie. she turns around and sees another feline behind her, bouncing around merrily.

"..hi. i'm oleanderdance. but what about you?" she warily asks. mama taught her to always be wary of other cats. it seemed like this one didn't have any bad intentions towards her, but you never know.
"cool name! a bit long, though. i'm azalea." she grinned, her silver fur shining in the light. she seems about oleanderdance's age, maybe younger.

feeling a bit ruffled, oleanderdance rolled her eyes. "it's because i'm a clan cat.
...although i guess it's a bit long. you can just call me ollie for short."

"sure!" azalea mewed absentmindedly. the silver molly is distracted momentarily by a butterfly. "anyway, what're you doing here all by yourself? are you lonely? do you need me to sit with you?" azalea squealed eagerly.
"oh, i'm fine, don't worry. i just came here to watch the sunset. it's my favourite spot." the lilac she-cat purrs, wistfully glancing back at the sea.

to her surprise, azalea is silent. "...can i sit with you?"
"of course!" oleanderdance mews. it would be nice to have some company. besides, it would be a while before she was needed back at softclan. "but afterwards i'll need to go home."
azalea's tail droops. "but don't worry!" oleanderdance interjected. "maybe we can meet again tomorrow. at the same place."
"yeah. i'd like that." and in that moment, oleanderdance sees a hint of loneliness in her bubbly companion's eyes, but it quickly vanishes and is replaced with joy.

i'm sorry that you're lonely. but it's okay. i'll be your friend, azalea.

———

"azalea, i don't think joining them is a good idea." oleanderdance meowed worriedly. they were back at the same spot they always met. ever since that day, the two had become close friends and had built a seemingly unbreakable bond.
but that might be about to change.

azalea looks down. she doesn't meet her friend's cerulean gaze.
in that moment, oleanderdance feels a great rock in her heart plummet, crushing all her hopes.
"you didn't-"

"i did." azalea mews quietly. "it's too late." she's trembling. "i'm really sorry, ollie. i've already sworn the oath. i..i thought they would be my friends. but they just want me to obey them."
"you joined aerin's followers..?"

azalea nods timidly. oleanderdance doesn't want to believe it.
"...it's alright. i'll still be here to help you, in any way i can."
and her friend smiles up at her. "thank you."

———

she's worried. ever since that day, azalea hasn't been acting like herself around oleanderdance.
the silver tabby seems to be more distant. they talk less and less each time they meet.
and oleanderdance knows that something inside her has changed.

azalea is rarely distracted nowadays. in the past, she'd chase butterflies and bugs and ask oleanderdance to help her catch them.
now she's mostly silent, her eyes fixated on a spot in the distance, as if she were calculating.

oleanderdance puts her paw on azalea's, but she pulls away.
hurt, the lilac molly stares at her friend in disbelief. they always do this.
and those few seconds are all it takes for azalea to strike. her right eye...there's a burning, stinging sensation in it.
why can't i see?


and all of a sudden, oleanderdance is sent tumbling down, down, down.
she tries to reach out, tries to grab a rock, but it's too slippery.
she hears a crack. everything hurts too much.

she's fallen into the gorge, hasn't she? .
did azalea push her?
then she hears the clattering of rocks, and she sees azalea. her vision is blurred, but she sees her.
she looks distraught. "i'm sorry, ollie. i'm sorry. they asked me to do this. they said i had to get rid of any outside bonds." azalea chokes, tears welling up in her green eyes.

"how...how could you?" oleanderdance spits, rage and fury giving her energy. "i trusted you. we were friends."
azalea recoils. she sobs and she's gone. oleanderdance hears her pawsteps as she runs away.
it wasn't her fault...

i'm going to die. her eye throbs.

she hears ...voices. her clanmates! she's saved.

and she is too weak to say anything, but she thinks,
i guess this is goodbye.
farewell, azalea.

[galaxyy.]

Username: galaxyy.
Cat Name: dusk -> duskdance
Gender: cisfem
Rank: wandering trader -> artisan (echofrost's mother <333)
Clan: jadeclan
Age: 44m (currently 67m)
Prompt:


night tints lush foliage with a touch of blue, cloaking the valley in gentle moonlight. in the distance, the mountains reach high into the sky, scraping clouded gashes in inky black.

dusk perches on a flat-faced rock near the river, tail curled over her front paw, humming a soft tune. the world is quiet, save for the easy babble of the current and the lilt of her voice.

the sky above beckons, a blackness all-encompassing, little pinpricks of light scattered throughout. a delicate breeze wafts through the air, caressing her upturned face and lithe figure. her gaze never stirs from the stars overhead.

she finds herself here on evenings like these, when she wants to let her mind roam free, to get a taste of peace and quiet free from the din brought with the dayglow. the night sky had always been a close friend of hers—quite possibly her only true friend. it never faltered. when the sun fell below the horizon, the stars would, without fail, rise to take its place.

this is her refuge, her little bubble of solitude.

well, it was. until the grass rustled.

an ear flicks towards the source of the noise, but her focus doesn't shift from the stars above.

"who's there?"

a chuckle. "well, hello to you too," sounds a low voice from the opposite bank, floating across the current. "the name's random hot guybriskwater, you?"

her tail flicks. she sighs, long and drawn out and teasing, before faux-mournfully turning from the twinkling stars to the snarky interruption at hand. "dusk. it's dusk." she soaks in his likeness for a moment, studying his disheveled soot-grey fur, eyeing the unruly tuft on his head.

"dusk, huh?" the tom repeats, letting the word sit on his tongue. "pretty name. suits you well."

"why thank you. not so bad yourself," she replies, a playful glimmer in her eyes.

"you come here often?"

the silence returns for a moment, almost uneasy. “at times.”

he nods, gaze darting from her to the grassy floor below. “mind if i join you?” he asks quietly, head tilted.

“if you’d like.”


• • • • • •


time had passed quicker than dusk realized.

she’d found an unlikely friend in this newcomer, spending long nights under the stars—sometimes talking, sometimes simply enjoying each others’ company.

he was entertaining, to say the least. he always had something to say, some snarky remark waiting in store. but it was not just a friend she’d gotten herself. over time, they’d grown closer and closer; their relationship was inevitable. eventually, they’d realized they were expecting. after their daughter’s birth, briskwater had pleaded with her to settle down with him in jadeclan, for both her safety and echo’s.

despite her initial protests, his home quickly became hers too.

she’d also taken on a new name: duskdance. her lover had said it was for the way the stars whirled in her eyes on those tranquil, blue-tinged nights—she couldn’t help but fall even harder.


• • • • • •


on one particularly bright night, they find themselves treading through the woods, river-bound.

the moon shines full in the sky, starlight glimmering knowingly. it was their anniversary. echo was asleep at home, safe and sound, snuggled beneath layers of warm blankets. she was still young, not quite independent, and insistently tethered to her parents out of firm disinterest in making friends.

but the night is also young. the wind is stronger tonight, lacking that gentleness from so long ago, and the rain is picking up steadily.

it isn’t until it’s lashing at her face, blinding and battering, that she pauses, shivering. “maybe we should turn back, dear–”

BOOM.

CRASH.

she has no time to react as the sky splits in two, a streak of lightning slamming down into the trees with vengeance.

everything goes black.

when she comes to, she finds herself buried beneath the remains of a giant pine. her body aches like never before, but there is only one thought on her mind. brisk—!

by the time she drags herself out from underneath, her back end limp and all of her weight on her front leg, she is too late. her lover lies there, blood pooling around his twitching form. when he sees her, he just smiles sadly. "i’m afraid this is it. goodbye, my love."

“n-no, it can’t be–” tears mingle with the pouring rain, her body trembling.

"don't cry, dear,” he reaches up to stroke her distraught face. “you two will manage just fine without me. tell our sweet little girl i loved her dearly, won't you?"

[Macabre.]

Username: Macabre.
Cat Name: Sublime
Gender: Female
Rank: Overlord
Clan: FairCountry
Age: 7 years
Prompt: WC: 39

“Goodbye traitors” she thought as she left the meadow. She didn’t look back as she struggled to pull her wheels over the bumpy ground. Nobody had ever helped her before, she shouldn't expect any now. “And hello new life.”

[Sylvi_mads]

Username: Sylvi_Mads
Cat Name: DriftingStream
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Clan:Mangroveclan
Age: 3 years
Prompt:

“Goodbye miss kitty, i’ll see you soon!”
That was the last thing DriftingStream heard from the small twoleg. As the little girl got onto the school bus, the cat meowed and watched closely. DriftingStream was always very fond of the girl. When it was about lunch time, she sat by her bowl, awaiting food. It took longer than usual to be prepared, but it was made up for with scratches on the head. “Good girl.” The larger twoleg woman said. Drifting stream purred in response . After she had eaten, the feline grew tired, and curled up into a beam of sunlight for a nap. The vrr of car tires and the soft hands of a twoleg before the cold mud and chirping of crickets were all she could make out, believing the odd half-awake experience was simply an odd dream. It wasn't. Nothing could have prepared her for her new reality.

When the cat woke up, she was greeted by a small tortoiseshell cat with a frog hat. She was inpextung the other she-cat’s “wheelchair”, as the two legs called it. She was so set on figuring out more about DriftingStream that she barely noticed the cat was awake.
“Ah! Hello! Whats.. What's your name?”
The smaller cat asked, slightly off guard. DriftingStream had hauled herself back up and flattened out her ears, scanning the tortoiseshell infront of her cautiously.
“Oh? Oh! I’m sorry I had no intention of scaring you!”
The cat realized , hopping back tk make more room for the larger feline.
“If it makes you feel better, my name is PearDapple! You dont look like you're from here, are you?”
She asked with a tilt of the head.
“No. I don't know where here is.”
Drifting Stream said. She seemed more relaxed now.
“My name is River.”
She answered.
“Oh you really aren’t, huh? I thought you were from one of the other clans..”
“Clans?”
“You have a lot to learn. Don’t worry, just come with me. The others will adore you!”

DriftingStream needed time to process. But this small, energetic cat just nudged her along down the abandoned dock towards a massive mangrove tree. The wheels of her mobility aid caught on a vine and PearDapple was quick to assist her, catching her before she fell and helping her over.
“Huh.. so you only have one leg?”
“That is my current state, yes.”
“Thats so cool! We have a few cats without limbs at camp. You are very pretty, have I already told you that?”
“I don't believe you have. But thank you. You are rather ‘pretty’ yourself.”
DriftingStream responded, a smile crept over her mouth. The two talked more while they got closer to the great mangrove, PearDapple telling DriftingStream about everything that had happened for the past moon.

“Peardapple, who have you brought back?”
Mantastar’s voice rang out as the large cat leaped down from a branch.
“This
is River, sir. She was a dumped kittypet. I was hoping we could keep her?”
“You have a good heart. But you know we have too many mouths to feed as is.”
“Please sir. She can be my responsibility! I can train her and teach her to hunt and-“
“Alright alright! But the name River just won't stick. We will have to change that.”
And with that Mantastar had made up his mind. PearDapple was practically leaping with joy, she nuzzled Peardapple lightly and showed her around the mangrove from the inside, which turned out to be surprisingly accessible on wheels.

Peardapple set up a larger nest for the cat and let her rest to recollect herself, fetching a fish for her.
“I’m sorry i dragged you into all of this-“
“Oh please, it's alright. I don't think i’d have survived this long if you hadn’t. It will be nice to talk with you more.”
“With that, how about we teach you how to fish tomorrow? It’ll be easy!”
“Alright alright fine, but go to sleep. It's getting dark.”
Drifting stream said with a smile that bared all of her teeth. She had been peeking out of the branch-made window most of the time as she laid in her nest.

That night there was a renaming ceremony. And that moon a new love had blossomed. From a kittypet to a great warrior, and from a mentor to a mate, the two were utterly inseparable.

[feverrr]

by request, extending this by 24 hours (rollover from June 1 > 2) !!

[feverrr]

one final extension by request, adding another 24 hours (rollover from June 2 > 3) !!

[ArithMedic]

Username: ArithMedic
Cat Name: Harefoot
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Gyrfalconclan
Age: Adult
Prompt:
"Hello, little one." A voice purred above her, instinctively she recognized this voice as her mother. A wet and rough object dragged across her fur-less newborn skin as her mother licked her clean and then picked her up.

Someone in the room gasped in horror.

"Where are their legs??" cried a smaller voice in panic. "Did they get left behind? The other kittens have legs!" They continued.

Her mother set her down gently amongst her litter-mates, to whom she wiggled closer in familiarity.

"Some cat are born without legs." Her mother reassured the smaller voice. "Other than her missing legs, your little sister is perfectly healthy."

The other voice was an older sibling then. This all was a lot to process. She snuggled in as much as she could and fell asleep.

-

Harekit watched wordlessly as her siblings played across the den. She made and awkward hopping movement to get closer to them, but she was stopped by a queen's paw. This queen wasn't her mother, it was another she-cat who was still waiting for her litter to be born. "Sweetheart, it's dangerous if you try to drag yourself around like that. Let me carry you over." The queen tried to stand up and pick Harekit up but she shook her head.

"No thanks, I'll just stay here." Harekit replied. It was humiliating being treated like she was made of glass. They were still in the nursery for star's sake! Anything that could cause her harm shouldn't be on the ground in her anyways! She could move by herself just fine if they'd let her, even if it was slower and more difficult than it was for her siblings.

Harekit resigned herself to another day of watching her siblings from afar.

-

Harekit watched as her siblings were called to the top of the ceremonial rock of their clan. "Sparrowpaw! Ravenpaw! Mousepaw!" her clanmates chanted around her.

The crowd then parted around her as Griffinstar descended the rock. Harekit had fought with them to let her climb the rock but, although her mother had advocated for her, her father and Griffinstar had refused. 'It's too dangerous,' they'd said. Griffinstar reached her and recited the traditional words to bestow upon her the name Harepaw. They called over her mentor and she scowled.

As the medicine cat leaned forward to touch heads with Harepaw, she reluctantly responded with the same gesture. This was yet another battle she had lost.

-

Harepaw prowled through the woods, making careful movements with her only paw to clear her path as she sought the herbs they were out of. Technically, she hadn't been given permission to leave the camp but she had snuck out. They thought so little of her that no one even noticed her slow exit out the side gate.

She neared the place she remembered from her mentor's instructions to one of the warrior apprentices, sniffing for the unique scent of the herb, when she discovered a strange wooden object. Curiously, she prodded the object and was startled when it rolled away from her. She spent several minutes investigating the object and decided to try an idea that was developing in her mind.

She climbed her way onto a stump taller than the device and then threw her hind body onto it, using her foreleg to pull herself forward. To Harepaw's amazement, it worked perfectly! She was able to move around much more easily and could even use the extra space on the wood to hold more herbs than she could carry in her mouth.

She hurried back to the camp after gathering lots of herbs, full of excitement to show her new device off to the clan.

-

There were mixed reactions to her mobility device. It was unfamiliar to most of the cats in her clan, but many of them were excited for her newly allowed movement. It allowed her much more freedom in the camp, but Griffinstar still would not let her change to a warrior apprenticeship, saying that she could be knocked off her device mid-battle and be left practically helpless to her opponent's blows.

An ex-kittypet in the clan came to her secretly, saying that their old feline housemate in their twoleg house had a similar but more advanced device. They offered to take her to get one and she agreed eagerly.

"Goodbye!" She told the cats that came to see her off, but she looked forward with a gleam of hope that none of them had seen in her before.

[750 words]

[feverrr]

Username: crexmii
Cat Name: oleanderdance
Gender: female
Rank: tbd
Clan: softclan
Age: 35 moons
Prompt: -snip-

congrats!! this was beautifully written and i absolutely fell in love with the characters in your story <3

i'd also like to offer a ru to galaxyy. !! your writing is so immersive, and it really left me wanting to learn more about how your characters will fare moving forwards :eyes: