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Warning: This playthrough may have spoilers to the plot of the game! So recently I found out that in the newly released sequel to Cattails, you can give the red rose to multiple characters and romance them all. You can't marry multiple, if you propose to one the others break up with you. So how about a challenge? What if I romance EVERY character, at the same time, in one new, fresh save!? It's time to find out! Say hi to Stupid, our test subject!1 point
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I've been reading up on how to mod new characters into the game 👀 There's another thing I want to make now I may add one of my grandma's cats1 point
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sorry for not being able to finish chapter 1 when i thought it would be finished, i was sick wednesday and yesterday and couldn't get any progress done :[1 point
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Auroraclan meddies now :3 medicine cat- Swallowthicket a diluted tortie tom-cat with medium length fur. He normally has herbs, leaves, and sticks stuck throughout his fur, and despite cleaning these out constantly they persist. He is an optimistic cat, managing to cheer up many of his patients med app- Corvidpaw a grey mottled tom with a splotch looking alike to wings reaching across his shoulders. He has medium length but very soft and fluffy fur that he always keeps clean. He doesn't like many other cats, normally sticking around his mentor. He is quiet, but talks a lot to the cats he likes. If they are alone, he'll be talking to swallow quite a lot1 point
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Darkclan cause shadowclan style babies deserve better Leader- Rubblestar A dark grey she-cat with lighter grey speckling by her rear. She has a stub tail and folded over ears. She is a more lanky cat. She is fairly anxious and attempts to live up to past leaders and brave the 'threat' of the other clan leaders Deputy- Archwish A fluffy dark grey she-cat with even darker stripes and mask. She is a strong and beefy cat with a fluffy tail. She is brave and loyal, helping Rubblestar gain her own confidence. Also they're mates 🥰1 point
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WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME THAT Y'ALL CAN'T SEE MY DOCUMENTS 😭 im just gonna copy and paste the prologue here PROLOGUE A GROUP of cats trekked the land that was once a forest, moonlight shining onto their pelts. Moons ago, the barren land was once a lush forest filled with tons of prey for the cats to hunt and eat. Now, it was ravaged with disease and destruction caused by Twolegs. The cats had barely anything to eat now, and the ribs of the cats were visible. They had been weakened by hunger. “Stormpelt, I’m tired…” A scrawny, reddish-brown apprentice whined. “I know, Cherrypaw. We’re almost there,” Stormpelt replied in a hushed voice. “Stay close to me. You too, Thundersight.” Thundersight seemed taut. Stormpelt gave her a quizzical look, to which she spoke up. “I don’t know about this… Can we really trust some random loner who probably doesn’t even believe in StarClan?” “At this point, we’re lucky to at least have some hope, even after the Twolegs destroyed most of our land. Who knows what might happen next,” Stormpelt meowed in response. “That loner told us that he had dreams of cats with stars in their fur, yes?” “He did,” Thundersight responded. “However, I’m still skeptical of him.” “You’ve heard the legends of Firestar, right? The cat who saved Thunderclan when Tigerstar ruled ShadowClan?" Stormpelt asked. “That’s just a story we were told as kits. It’s not true,” Thundersight mumbled, rolling her eyes. “So what if it is? It’s how we know that outsiders can be the difference between the Clans thriving or diminishing,” Stormpelt grumbled, continuing to trudge along in silence with the two other cats alongside her. *** Stormpelt scampered over to the Great Rock in the center of Fourtrees, where three other cats sat. The other witnesses sat in front of the rock. Stormpelt eyed the other cats. There was a sleek black molly that she didn’t know, her own littermate Streamleap, and a dark gray tom that looked no older than an apprentice. Why would one of the Clans let an apprentice be their leader? Stormpelt’s thoughts raced around his head. However, they were stopped when the black molly next to him spoke up. “Cats of all clans, we all will be in grave danger if we do not evacuate our lands,” the molly spoke loudly. “These lands have been ours for centuries, but now, it is no longer habitable for us. The Twolegs have taken our trees, our prey, and our land. Who knows what they’ll take next. Maybe they’ll even take our lives!” Ebonystrike yowled, which made an apprentice in the crowd gasp. “I know we have spent so long and went through so many generations hunting, fighting, living, and loving on this land, but what’s happening to it now is not even of StarClan’s work.” The molly dipped her head, as if mourning. Stormpelt did the same, causing the other cats to also dip their heads. After a few moments, Streamleap began to speak in her telltale soft voice. “This land… It is said to be the same land that great cats like even Firestar walked upon. And now it’s all being taken out of our grasp. We can’t fight back, so we will have to move. We all must take only a few cats with us. The journey will be long and rough, but we want to make it as quick as we can. Taking too many cats can make it take longer than it needs to be.” “I’m taking my family with me.” The apprentice mewed. “...And a few others who begged me to bring them.” Stormpelt gulped nervously. She hadn’t come up with a plan, unlike the other cats. However, she did have a question to ask. “...You. Apprentice. Why did you only bring yourself?” “There’s a bad sickness going around in WindClan. All of the cats that were eligible to take the spot of leader were too sick to,” The apprentice muttered, lowering his head. The black molly hissed at the apprentice after he told the cats the news, her hackles raising. “So you decided to go here to spread it to us and potentially all of the Clans?” The apprentice seemed to have been startled by the molly’s response, although Stormpelt could tell that he was trying to stay calm. “No, no no- I’m not sick, I promise. I wouldn’t be here if I was. Mintmist would’ve gone instead, but he’s already busy trying to treat and watch over the sick,” The apprentice shuffled his paws, looking down at the ground with a look of guilt. The black molly’s gaze softened. “Ah… I guess I shouldn’t be too hard on you then,” she meowed. “Yeah… I’m supposed to be a warrior, but we don’t have a leader who would’ve made one. I could’ve been Galestripe, the mighty!” Galepaw cheered, to which Stormpelt chuckled a little. However, she knew that he would have to be more serious. “We should meet back here tomorrow with all of the cats we’re bringing with us,” Stormpelt suggested. “Sounds like a good plan. Bring cats that you think are the most important to you, and will help replenish the population of all of the Clans in our new territory,” Streamleap commanded. And with that, the meeting was over. Stormpelt slinked away from the rock. “Cherrypaw, Thundersight, follow me,” Stormpelt meowed, swishing her tail. The two other cats did as she said, padding into the darkness of the evergreen forest after the gray molly. Stormpelt knew exactly what she needed to do. She needed to prepare.1 point
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Immm soooo tireeeddddd ioihhhhhatte monnnssdayyys0 points
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