With spring just around the corner, we're holding a sitewide event to get those creative juices flowing and to celebrate its upcoming arrival!
It's time to clean off your sketchbook, dust off that typewriter and get cracking!
They say that a four leaf clover is the luckiest item (next to the horseshoe and fuzzy dice ofc.) So what better way to kick off the season than trying to hunt down some of that luck for yourself?
You have three places where your character can search:
In Camp: Buzzing with clan activity, a few clover plants have found their homes in the bustling clearing. Patches of foliage grow in the less occupied sections of the glade, and some even flourish within a few of the dens themselves. *Search Ideas: Look under a rock or in some tight spaces! Give the herb storage a look-see or check the other dens, it could be anywhere!
Around the Territory: Though most of it is still covered in snow, the rising temperatures is beginning to slowly melt natures blanket. Many bushes and even some trees are seen slowly re-growing their leaves! *Search Ideas: Underneath some bushes and evergreen trees, since the snow is lighter there. In burrows or tunnels, as some clovers thrive in dark and damp places.
By Streams, Ponds, and the River: The ice on the river and ponds has started to break apart, making treading the top treacherous. Beneath the surface lies icy water that could chill the bones of any cat who falls in. Be careful! *Search Ideas: The river bank, beneath a waterfall, or in a secret cave behind the waterfall! You could also look along the edges of streams or check the grasses around ponds.
Information
The Clover Hunt ends on March 31st @ 11:59 PM Eastern Time!
You can enter many prompts as you'd like!
The badge is randomly awarded! Meaning if you submit two art/writing prompts and haven't received it yet, it will be awarded on your third submission! Users who do all three submissions additionally get a special badge.
You can only enter each prompt once for the possibility of receiving the badge.
The event's in your art/writing piece are non-canon, meaning it wouldn't have happened in roleplay!
To Enter
Entries for this event must be posted on this thread!
Submissions must include one of your characters completing one of the three prompts listed above. You can submit multiple times for the same prompt, however only one will count toward getting the badge.
Art submissions must have a basic background and a colored sketch to qualify.
Written submissions must reach a minimum of 100 words.
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REMINDER!
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Artist credit goes to CloversInTheSnow on DeviantArt.
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Frostpaw yawned, it was a warm spring day, and someone had told her there was a competition in Thunderclan of who could collect the most clovers. First Frostpaw went into the herb storage and grabbed all the clovers in the den and hid them in her nest so Grainyflicker couldn’t steal her precious clovers. Then she got an idea up her non-existent sleeve, she’d get all the clovers from every single medicine cat’s herb storage.
First Frostpaw went to Windclan, and quickly spotted where the den was, she knew it was wrong but frankly could care less, using her claws she ripped a hole into the side of the Coldamber’s den and quickly found Coldamber’s collection of clovers and quickly got them back to her camp to hide in her nest.
Now would be a little bit trickier, stealing clover’s from Fakepaw’s den. Fakepaw was fiesty, but she could beat him up again if she needed too. She decided to lie her way in, she waited at the border and waited for a warrior and asked them,” Hey, could you lead me to your camp, I need to borrow an herb from...snakepaw,” she lied, the warrior happened to be named Blizzardsky,” Sure kiddo” he meowed. Frostpaw was lead into Snakepaw’s den,” I’ll go find Snakepaw for you, hang here, kiddo.” Blizzardsky told her before leaving. Once the stupid warrior left, Frostpaw grabbed all of Snakepaw’s clover and booked it back to her territory then to her nest to shove the new clover into her nest.
Finally, she’d have to do the hardest one, stealing clovers from Bonyfang and Flouncepaw, and try to avoid Dawnstar, then again she could easily beat up Dawnstar. She lashed her tail as she left her den at night and she covered herself in mud in Shadowclan territory to mask her scent as she snuck into the camp and silently jumped onto the roof of the elder’s den and proceeded to jump across the roofs of the den until she landed on the stinky herby den, she dropped down and quietly, to avoid waking Bonyfang and Flouncepaw, snuck into the den to steal the clovers and quietly return them to her den, hoping her stench wouldn’t wake Grainyflicker before heading to the river and bathing.
In the morning Frostpaw proudly proclaimed her victory,” I’ve collected 500 clovers.” she announced, when in reality she only had around 15 clovers, which was still a lot of clovers.
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Snowpaw looked around the river trying to find what the others called a four leaf clover. She had no idea what they looked like besides they are green. Looking at the edge of the river bank finding at least one. She then found another one later on down by the Pond. The stream she found another. But the last few she looked around declaring that she only found about 2 so far. She kept looking and wandered where the kissing falls was as she liked to call them as she saw cats gather around there. Looking at the waterfall she smiled looking at the water. She then went to the cave back behind it she found moss and as well as another clover. She smiled looking at it finding about now maybe 7 clovers. "I have found 7" she mews softly.
Ebonypaw was bored. There was seemingly nothing to do in camp. He looked up at the fluffy clouds that dotted the sky, a sad expression on his face. Ebonypaw was never one to be sentimental, but for some reason, he couldn’t stop thinking about his mom.
No…. She’s not my mom, he thought to himself, the sadness turning into anger. She never cared about me. Oh, how he wished she had. If she had respected his wishes to stay in RiverClan, maybe even joined him, it would’ve been different.
He shook his head, snapping back to reality. He turned around, facing the camp exit, where he saw two apprentices walking out with a warrior, presumably one of their mentors. They seemed so happy, excited to go train.
Ebonypaw wished he could be like that. So hoping to go train on his own, he followed them out of camp. He knew it was a stupid plan, but maybe, just maybe, he would learn something from it.
He followed them through the territory, only to find that they were heading toward the river. His eyes widened, and as he began to walk back to camp, he tripped and fell. Ebonypaw braced himself, waiting to hit a rock, or the hard dirt. But instead he landed in… Something kind of soft.
He looked around him and saw a patch of this weird plant he had never seen before. Of course, he had never seen most plants, but he four-leaved herbs fascinated him. He immediately thought of the baby medicine cat, and how maybe these could help him. He knew he had been an ass on that herb patrol, so maybe he could make it up to him by bringing him the strange herb.
Or he could keep them.
But would that be selfish? Ebonypaw wasn’t quite sure, so instead of dwelling on it, he began plucking up as much of the plant as he could. After a few moments, he began to head back to camp, carrying the plant.
Now should I bring it to Snakepaw, or keep it..? he thought to himself, and after a little while he padded to the apprentices den. Moving toward his nest in the back, he placed the interesting plant underneath the nest, where no one would find it and it was safe.
Tired from the walk to the river, he curled up in his nest and shut his eyes, letting sleep wash over him.
Fizzlepaw padded around the camp. He was curious about finding those things known as clovers. He had Linnetwing tell him what they were before he went looking for them. The first place he looked was in the nursery. Maybe his squish would help him find them or maybe he was hiding them. Nah he wouldn’t bother him right now. The apprentice padded over to a tight spot in the den, reaching his small paw into the crack. He felt around until he felt something. He pulled his paw back and hooked a claw into the leaf.
“Wait! This no clover!”, he meowed. He threw it back into the crack and stormed out of the den. Maybe he could find some in the elders den. Fizzlepaw padded over to the elders den and poked his head in. He noticed something green under a rock.
He padded over to it and turned it over. There lying there was a clover. He found one! He actually found one! He ran out to go and find Linnetwing. He looked everywhere before finding her outside of the warriors den.
“Linnetwing. Clover Fizzle found!”, Fizzlepaw meowed in excitement. Linnetwing looked up from where she was sitting and saw him with the clover. She gave him a purr. She was proud of him to find one. He was just too cute.
“Thats a nice one.”, meowed Linnetwing. Fizzlepaw puffed out his chest and moved around to find his mentor. He wanted to show him the clover. He sure would be proud of him.
“Chaser sun! Oh Chaser Sun! Found Clover!”, he called.
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And another day.. rose. The dark-furred apprentice stumbled out of the apprentice's den, her eyes barely open. The light practically blinding her as she left. Ooh.. light. Darkpaw smiled as she surveyed the clearing, not too empty.. Friends could be made! She walked up to a group of cats to hear them talking about.. clovers? What were those? Weren't they those.. green four-leafed things? Hmmm.. Maybe she'd find one! Her smile grew to a grin as she bounded back into the apprentice den. Ohhh, she had to find something!
She looked under little rocks, got her muzzle under some moss, looked in all the corners and.. came up empty. But she did find a cool looking bug! That kept her going as she raced back out into the clearing, the she-cat almost running into several other cats as she ran to the elders' den.
Politely, she asked to look for the clovers. Andd.. the elders let her! Woo hoo! She did the same searching she did in the apprentice den, trying her hardest not to invade the elders' space too much. She came up with nothing.. but one of the elders had told her a cool story! As the sun began to set, Darkpaw left the elders' den and went for the medicine cat den.
Onward and upward!
Her everlasting grin remained on her face as she asked to look for clovers. She was allowed to do so and she searched and searched and searched.. Under moss, under rocks, behind injured cats (which she was polite and asked to look first, of course), and she even checked the herb storage! Nothing..
Darkpaw sighed, leaving the medicine den. She was about to give up when.. a little green plant caught her eye. It was near the leader's den so she slowly approached the plant, hoping not to be caught and.. Sssck! She cut the clover with her claw and caught it in her mouth. A cloverrr! The apprentice bounced for joy as night finally settled in, oh how time flies when you're having fun!
In Camp
Silverclaw stretched in her nest in the warriors den. She got up and shook herself, making sure she was fully awake. When she stepped out of the warriors den, a scent hit her. It smelled great. She looked around and realized that new leaf was coming. She sniffed the air again and a faint memory came back to her. She remembered the first new leaf she had seen since she was born. She had been so excited at the change that she thought she was in a new world. She remembered gathering clovers and passing them out to the kits in the nursery. Silverclaw got an idea and decided to search for some clovers. She looked around all the dens with no luck until she reached the nursery. She went behind it and found a nice patch. She carefully picked one and carried it back to her nest. She gathered more and decorated her nest until it looked beautiful. She smiled and lay in her nest again, making sure she didn’t squish any of the clovers.
~Whitepaw~
Around the Territory
Whitepaw padded around the territory. She had woken up from a nap and decided to go out into the territory. She had made a great choice. New leaf was more noticeable in the territory. Whitepaw saw the snow melt a little as she walked. She sniffed at the air again and a memory came back to her. This one was a bit faint but it was clear. In this memory, she's in a twoleg garden. She recognizes this garden and realizes this is the garden of the twoleg den she loved to go to when she was a kittypet. She remembers that the backyard always had a lot of clovers during new leaf. Whitepaw comes out of her memory and she prances around the territory, a smile on her face. She jumps around and laughs happily. She goes to a tree and sits next to it, looking up to see if the tree has any leaves. They have a few and as Whitepaw looks down, she notices a clover next to her paw. It's a big one, beautiful and alive. It sways in the little breeze there is. Whitepaw carefully digs it out, making sure not to damage it. She picks it with her teeth and she heads back to camp, heading towards her nest in the apprentices den and she places it carefully in her nest, making sure it stands out.
~Fiercepaw~
By Streams, Ponds, and the River
Fiercepaw exited camp. She was thirsty after running around and looking for clovers. She headed towards the river, padding slowly so she didn't waste any energy. She reached the river and dipped her paw in, testing to see how cold it was. It was ok. She lowered her head to take a drink when she a something green at the corner of her eye. Drinking quickly, she looked closely at the thing, she saw it was another clover. Her luck was great! She picked it carefully and looked at it, smiling. It was really bright, with a little bit of frost melting on it. She looked at the riverbank and realized that there were a lot of clovers there. She picked a tree and placed the clover she had found next to it. She quickly picked all the clovers and made a circle with the clovers, the tree inside the circle of clovers. Fiercepaw smiled and ran back to camp, refreshed. She went into the apprentices den and layed down in her nest, drifting off into sleep.
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Oh, Mumblemuzzle.. why did you have to go and walk on the ice? A bone-chilling thought as the icy cold water gave him a shiver. His head broke through the water's edge and he gasped wildly for air. AIR! The tom coughed and gasped as he dragged himself out of the water. Hooh.. that was terrible. Be careful, you idiot! The warrior shook out his fur before remembering what he came here for. Right.. clovers. The hottest craze in the clans.. Collecting clovers. Sigh. Oof, cold.. He definitely wasn't falling in again. Oh, there were still more places to search.. better start!
Carefully creeping along the edge, the tom looked below him searching for any kinds of clovers. Nothing yet.. Continuing on, he made it to the end of the river. Which was a pond and a waterfall. Wow.. Amazement at this beautiful sight rippled through him. So cool.. Mumblemuzzle shook his head and continued to search, eventually.. finding a single clover! Yes! Now he just needed moree! This was.. oddly fun! He could understand the craze now..
The tom could see a little opening behind the waterfall, so slowly, he crept up a path leading to a ledge behind it. And into the dark cave he went! Hopefully there was nothing bad inside.. He squeezed through the hole and was welcomed into a large, dimly lit cavern. Woah.. There were little crystals in the cave, seemingly absorbing the sunlight to light up the area. Gingerly, the warrior took a step forward, and another, and yet another. Until he was deep into the newly found cave. He searched and.. found nothing. But that was alright, he'd found this beautiful paradise instead.
Leaving the cavern, he continued back down the river. Down and down and down. Until he reached an even LARGER river. This one seemed to have a current. A strong one too. He'd definitely have to be careful so he.. wouldn't be swept away! Staying a ways away from the edge, the warrior continued until he found.. another clover! But it was right next to the river.. he would have to be VERY, VERY careful.. Leaning forward, Mumblemuzzle reached for the clover with his claws and snagged it. Quickly pulling it to him, it was yanked out of the ground and he caught it in his mouth. Great! Now he had two clovers! Woo hoo!
With a smile on his face, the tom turned and returned back home, proud of the two clovers now in his possession.
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Mosskit woke up, spring was here! Oooo, let’s go find a four-leaf clover! That will be awesome! she thought.
She ran off, she went to the elders den, she looked around. Nothing here she thought.
Then she went to the warriors den, she searched around. She looked under the moss beddings but still couldn’t find anything!
Next she went to the apprentices den, she looked everywhere. But all she found was a bundle of leafs that looked like four-leaf clovers.
Then she went to the nursery. She looked everywhere again! But guess what? There was still no four-leaf clovers!
Then she looked around camp, she looked around a few flower beds, but there was still none, she found a spot where she thought she saw one, so she kept looking in that spot, and guess what? A few hours later she gave up, she was going to the nursery, so as soon as she turned around to go to the nursery she saw a FOUR-LEAF CLOVER! she was so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so happy! But a little bit annoyed with herself.
She bounced back to the nursery with the four-leaf clover in her mouth.
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Featherbreeze was taking a stroll along the river. Its calm ripples were soothing to look at. She enjoyed walking by the river, she rarely gave herself time to unwind. Although she really did enjoy talking to other cats, sometimes she needed some time to wind down.
As she walked across the riverbank, she began to notice the clusters of grass that grew along with it. They were filled with a lot of clovers. And by a lot, she meant a lot of them. They were very pretty, especially since they were some of the only green you would see due to leaf-bare.
Featherbreeze was drawn to a certain patch. This one was smaller than the rest, yet it seemed greener than the rest as well. She bent down to take in the sweet smell yet it was just something of a grassy smell, with a sort of sting that came with it. It was a strange feeling, yet she didn't regret smelling it.
As Featherbreeze admired the beauty of the clovers, she noticed one, in particular, that seemed strange. At first, she couldn't put her finger on it, but with closer examination, she realized instead of three leaves it had four. Four perfectly even leaves. Not just one cut in half, four perfectly symmetrical leaves. It seemed to glow brighter than the others as well.
Featherbreeze wasn't a very superstitious person, yet this seemed to be a charm of some sort. She remembered someone back at camp talking about "four-leafed clovers" and how they brought "good luck" or something of the sort. As if there was a competition or something like that. Just in case, Featherbreeze picked it up and immediately it felt like some sort of weight, or burden had been lifted off her shoulders. Could it be true? Could this four-leafed clover really bring her good luck? Featherbreeze was willing to find out.
As she padded back to camp, the clover was still in her mouth. There had been no incidents, but that wasn't proof enough for her that it actually was lucky, or anything of the sort. She needed real proof, and she would get this by going to the most unlucky place in the whole clan where incidents seemed a hundred times more likely to happen.
Featherbreeze padded into a dark part of the forest. This surely would bring her bad luck, and disprove this silly superstition. Featherbreeze waited and waited. She waited for some sign of anything bad. It felt like hours went by as she stood there, with that silly plant in her mouth. She had become accustomed to its bitter-sweet taste and smell.
Once Featherbreeze had had enough of waiting, she turned back to walk to camp. As she was walking back to camp, she passed under a branch that was swaying from the weight of snow that had piled up on there, and due to the darkness, it had failed to melt yet. Just after she walked under it, it fell down in a big Boom! Featherbreeze flinched and realized that could have brought her to a terrible fate.
It was proof enough that the clover worked! Featherbreeze began dashing back to camp, this new-found sense of power giving her a sense of calm and power. Nothing bad could happen to her, not with this plant in her mouth.
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A Hunt for Clovers!
In Camp: Buzzing with clan activity, a few clover plants have found their homes in the bustling clearing. Patches of foliage grow in the less occupied sections of the glade, and some even flourish within a few of the dens themselves. 
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