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Four [Firepelt - StormClan] by queenpansexual, literature

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Four [Firepelt - StormClan]

The sun is peaking over the horizon. Firepelt watches the sky intently, tail swishing over the edge of the rock she's perched on. It's like this every morning: the sky is dark and freckled with the snow-white prints of StarClan, then it bleeds pink and orange and soft. She licks her pelt clean as she waits for the sun to illuminate her perch rock. While it is Greenleaf, the sun will hit this rock right when the deputy rises to tell her to begin her morning hunt. It is a quick and short duty, something she can do alone; something she is often allowed to do alone, considering the impatience of most cats in relation to her habits. The thing is,

Pantoum 1 - SF by queenpansexual, literature

AT | Oxxxykitten by queenpansexual, literature

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AT | Oxxxykitten

"You're gonna have to be faster than that!" Kuchibashi laughed over his shoulder as he barely paid attention to the obstacle around him. He hopped over stumps and under branches without breaking a sweat and with hardly a glance. Akaihane, on the other hand, was basically chasing the trampled grass he left behind. There was no way she could catch up to him at this point - though she certainly wasn't giving up. She couldn't give her cousin the satisfaction. Kuchibashi had too many victories over her: he towered over her despite only being a year older, he was already a Jonin and a good one at that, and he had totally been hitting on her sensei

quill by queenpansexual, literature

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quill

[ Prompt: quill // Characters: Taiki (Quetzal Summon) & Yuuto Mori // Genre: General // Words: 500 ] Yuuto held his breath as he walked with Taiki on his shoulder. His mother recommend he walk with his bird summon to ease tensions. They would work better together, she said, if they got to know each other. He thought the opposite was true. The less time he spent with his summon, the more they could achieve. He found that Taiki's constant preening (literal and figurative) annoying. His bird was too self-centered and vain. It bit at his patience like a hummingbird at nectar. He found himself tuning out Taiki as their walk continued. It didn't

punch by queenpansexual, literature

Literature

punch

[ Prompt: punch // Characters: Sumiko Shoton & Yuuto Mori // Genre: General // Words: 500 ] Yuuto spun out of the way of the projectile crystals. He caught his surprised expression in the amethyst reflection as it passed. His exhale was sharp as he danced to a defendable position. He locked eyes with Sumiko and felt the determination radiating off of her. She was nothing if not competitive. She raised a fist and willed an amethyst glove to form, sharp at the knuckles. His gulp resounded in his ears like a firework going off. He put his hands together as she charged and tapped the ground before rolling to the side. He narrowly avoided Sumiko