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  • I’ve started roleplaying again for the first time in years, and it feels great.

    I wonder what all your characters will think of my one, Plume?

    Now I’m curious about how others are going to react to and interact with him, and if any friendships, or ships even, will be possible.

    He is proud of and obsessed with himself to the point of thinking that he is better than everyone else, so I wonder if any cats would be a good match with him at all, if there are any that don’t want to tear his ears off and can actually tolerate his narcissistic nature.

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  • This is a sort of Tests 2.0 ficlet that will probably have 3-5 chapters…it’s based on two characters I plan on yeeting into the Tests once test 2 is over, which focuses on Aeroki’s brother (who was named Onyx but then renamed to Stygian and then to Tempest) and a brand new character who is still in the works… The chapters will be random in lengths though 😛

    The Starless of the Skies; Chapter 1
    Starless

    Tempest knew that he shouldn’t have, and really, it was a really messed up idea now that he thought more on it. He could remember the fear and horror in Aeroki and Yarran’s eyes when he and Paratyl mentioned their plan to kill Sang- really, could they have blamed their siblings? At least Aeroki and Yarran had a moral code. Tempest was now alone, Paratyl was dead along with Yarran, Sang was dead, Azize was somewhere far away from his family, and Aeroki was gone, from what he knew.

    Looking up at the murky sky, Tempest shook his head and sighed. It’s so lonely in the city nowadays, He mused, closing his eyes, feeling the gentle night gale rustle through his fur. I… I wish Aeroki was here with me still.

    Tempest knew that Aeroki could still be out there somewhere, probably in the plains. Tempest had no qualms with becoming a free cat if it meant seeing his only surviving littermate again. He’d much rather stick with Aeroki than deal with their estranged father, Azize- Azize was horrible and only cared for himself. Had Paratyl given Tempest the choice, he would’ve decided to track down and kill Azize in his sleep. No doubt that Tempest had some half siblings out and about the city and plains- Azize was always like that, being manipulative and cruel to those around him.

    With another sigh, the black and brown tabby city cat decided to keep moving forwards, as there wasn’t anything for him to do here. I wish Yarran and Paratyl were still alive. He wanted his family- well, no, his littermates- to be happy again, without any burdens or grudges against each other. Tempest struggled to remember a time when they’d been carefree- it had been so long. Too long.

    “Aeroki, why did you have to leave me all alone?” He asked hollowly, his voice drifting off into the wind. “Everyone I know is gone…”

    That much was true, at least. He didn’t know too many cats in the city, which really wasn’t a good thing. Where he lived in the city, most of the fights happened between fellow city cats, and even when they fought with the free cats, you could expect many cats to fight their personal enemies as well.

    Tempest hated that. He wished that the world could be peaceful once again, but he knew he was just being a fool. With the current state of affairs, no one would care enough to put their differences aside for the greater- after all, that was the reason why Tempest stayed away from the conflict. But still, he really wanted to put and end to it, and that was just a foolish hope, it was like pyrite. Aeroki wouldn’t have tried to stop it; Tempest knew she would be far too forgetful to remember her goal. Paratyl enjoyed the violence of the conflict; why would he even consider switching sides, if not to betray them? Yarran was too soft of a soul to even try; Tempest knew he was a coward, and only wanted to help cats in a world where you could only help yourself.

    You only stick with your kin, Tempest had told himself. But now that seemed useless, in the ruthless, terrifying corridors of the city, with all the twists and turns that you could imagine. All his kin was gone. Even though Tempest hated the idea of leaving the city, he had to admit that maybe Aeroki wasn’t so wrong after all, leaving them to join the free cats, even if she didn’t mean to. Tempest honestly could understand why she wanted to leave the city.

    With a grunt, Tempest climbed onto an old, worn out stack of tires and sighed once more. “This place is awful,” He muttered, curling up while resting upon the top tire. “I wish I could do more to fix it, if only…”

    Overhearing the yowling coming from the cats nearby, Tempest narrowed his eyes, and huffed in impatience once he realized that they wouldn’t shut up, even at this late. Must be another fight going on. Tempest unsheathed his claws wearily, and sheathed them quickly once his eyelids began to droop. They better not wake me up again, or I swear…

    ~~~

    And yes this was made purely out of boredom and because I wanted to give more info on what the only surviving part of Aeroki’s family is like 😛

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  • The Starless of the Skies; Chapter 2
    Typhoon

    Zephyr looked around himself, his sight still worn and blurry. With a small grunt, he narrowed his eyes once he realized where he was. In the city, He thought grimly. With city cats, of all things! Zephyr has always despised city cats since he was young. He couldn’t stand how they lived in the old Twoleg buildings and the like- they were like a horde of rats, waiting to pounce on you and give you venomous wounds. Of course, I’ve had the pleasant experience of never having to deal with too many of them until…whatever this is…

    He felt a paw prod him on his side. He meekly turned his head to the left to face whoever had done it, only to be greeted with claws slashing against his face- more specifically, his left eye. Yowling in pain, Zephyr flailed his paws and unsheathed claws about, only for him to receive another attack, this time aimed for his shoulder. Forcing himself to stay still, Zephyr groaned softly, his body shaking with anticipation for another attack.

    Another cat seemed shocked by this, yelping out loud. “Why’d you do that to him?” They growled, and from what Zephyr could tell, the voice came from a tom. Oh, I don’t know, maybe because you city hordes think it’s fun to torture us plainsdwellers! Though Zephyr didn’t say it out loud, he had enough of a scowl on his face to show the two cats that it was exactly what he was thinking. He wasn’t too sure if his message had gotten across that well, though.

    “It doesn’t deserve to have free range, here in our turf,” The other cat snapped, their voice hushed. Zephyr could tell that this cat was a molly. Great. Another insane female cat who wants me dead. After getting another look at her, Zephyr could tell that she was a ragged furred white and ginger tabby with pretty green eyes, which unfortunately Zephyr had to admit was decent, for a city cat. “Besides, it doesn’t matter if it lives or not, we could always have cats to catch us our own prey.”

    The tom growled again. “That’s just low, even by a free cat’s standards. Obviously you find overworking poor cats separated from their families fun, which is just…” He sighed, shaking his head. “You know what, Mishi? Just shut up.”

    Mishi, the she-cat, glowered him. “I could ask the same of you.”

    “I wasn’t asking, it was an order,” He hissed, which seemed to get Mishi to shut up, to Zephyr’s relief. The tom was a scrawny looking fellow, his light brown fur shimmering in the pale moonlight, which caught Zephyr’s attention the most, besides his pale golden eyes that Zephyr personally thought as if they were mini suns.

    Zephyr shuddered. I hate this, I want out, I want out, I want out! Where even was he in the city? He knew the places that the hordes lived in were like mazes, but he didn’t expect it to be this overwhelming. Could he even try to escape from these city cats who had apparently wanted him dead or as an easy way to catch extra prey? Probably not, as he was in ‘their turf’, as Mishi had put it. How did I even get here? I don’t remember all that much, and they just take me here without my permission? Okay, he was probably unconscious during that time, but he still thought it was a valid point. Well, I think it’s valid.

    “So, uh…when do I get to leave?” Zephyr asked, trying to seem as indifferent as he could. The answer to his question? Another blow to his face. Zephyr hissed in pain. “Seriously, just how much do you love seeing me in pain?!”

    Mishi chuckled cruelly. “That depends, are you going to be a fun chew toy to play with or are you just going to be another dead dormouse?”

    Whimpering, Zephyr bit back a yelp of fear. “Please, I just want to go home. Please.”

    “Mishi, knock it off-” the tom began once more. Oh, for the love of- can’t you just knock her out, or something? Jeez, you citydwellers are useless!

    “Zip it, Rishi,” the city cat snapped. Glaring at Zephyr, she commented, “You should’ve thought of home before coming to the city, wild one. You’re stuck with us and the rest of Zola’s gang, now.”

    Zephyr rested his muzzle on his paws, his breathing still shaky. He was in the city with a bunch of city cats. He was separated from his family. He was stuck with these two strange cats named Mishi and Rishi who apart of this Zola’s gang. This should be absolutely thrilling, He thought bitterly, resisting the urge to unsheathe his claws and rake them against Mishi’s face.

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  • I love Rosemary and Spiritmask’s spiteful relationship so much but I don’t ship them because 1) Rosemary is a very rude cat and 2) Spiritmask doesn’t forgive cats who aim their claws at his eyes that easily

    Plus Hazelmask is really nice and sweet

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  • 💮🌸Skye🌸💮 [Skypaw//Skymist//Misty Moon On A Fareway Sky//Has two fanfics going on! Check out Shinign Shadows and my newest: Shadowed Path!] says:

    Cinderpaw jolted awake. In her dreams, she’d been hunting a mouse on a hotspring. Probably impossible, but- She blinked her eyes open and let out a huge yawn.
    “Morning”, she murmured. “Is anyone else awake? Anyone?”

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    • “Hiiiii!” Magmakit bounded into the apprentices’ den. “Meeeee!”

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      • 💮🌸Skye🌸💮 [Skypaw//Skymist//Misty Moon On A Fareway Sky//Has two fanfics going on! Check out Shinign Shadows and my newest: Shadowed Path!] says:

        Cinderpaw blinked. “Aren’t you supposed to be in the nursery?” He whiskers twitched in amusement.

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        • “No, no. My mother says I can go where I want as long as I get in trouble,” Magmakit smiled.

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          • 💮🌸Skye🌸💮 [Skypaw//Skymist//Misty Moon On A Fareway Sky//Has two fanfics going on! Check out Shinign Shadows and my newest: Shadowed Path!] says:

            Cinderpaw’s ears twitched in disbelief. “Uh-huh.” She purred.

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            • “Ask her,” Magmakit shrugged. “She just tells me to stay away from her and fall in random lava pits a lot.”

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              • 💮🌸Skye🌸💮 [Skypaw//Skymist//Misty Moon On A Fareway Sky//Has two fanfics going on! Check out Shinign Shadows and my newest: Shadowed Path!] says:

                Great StarClan. Not exactly the examplary queen, is she? “Oh, well. In that case…” Cinderpaw rose to her feet and stretched. “Do you want me to teach you a few moves?” Her eyes gleamed mischevously as she checked to make sure they were alone.

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                • “YES!” Magmakit bounced up and down.
                  “I also don’t know what lava pits are, so I don’t know how to fall in them.”

                • 💮🌸Skye🌸💮 [Skypaw//Skymist//Misty Moon On A Fareway Sky//Has two fanfics going on! Check out Shinign Shadows and my newest: Shadowed Path!] says:

                  “Uh, okay. Those are lava pits.”

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