Pro Omlett Ashecat

Hey, a different Wattpad user called @Ashe-Cat is interested in doing a writers call, if anyone here would also be interested then they have a live anonymous poll set up on their conversations. Go vote :)

Everyone who watches anime: All the characters are so unique!
          
          Me: -Inhales-
          Right here we ago again boys ready? We got the edgy character with an equally tragic backstory, the one character who's always happy or jokey but has a depressing backstory, the painfully oblivious one who's just stupid, wholesome character, the character who thinks they're so cool but has trust issues, that one guy who keeps stepping in to help and is on a whole new level from the main characters so far but later on they catch up and they end up joining after they need help or some shit, the character who always tries their hardest or passionate about something even though they're sometimes crap and is a bright light of the group (which is a bit cringy ngl), that super shy one who is always hiding behind someone,  that one person who lacks confidence and looks up to someone else and when they finally meet they screw it over only to later in the series hear they're proud of them and get a huge confidence boost or something or try and act more confident, I'm pretty sure there are more. I will bet anything that the anime you're watching has at least 2-3 of these kinds of characters
          Any objections?

First announcement! Yaaaaay
          
          Thought I would give y'all a preview on my upcoming warriors story, I'm currently in the progress of writing the first chapter so stay tuned for when it comes out, love y'all <3
          
          “Has anyone seen Malicecall?!?” Minnowflick said, panic clear on her face as her honey colored eyes darted across the rocky terrain that made up Briarclan. “Who?” Wing padded up next to Minnowflick, a look of both concern and confusion clear on his face. “Malicecall! He was here just a few seconds ago! He's white with black paws and ears, golden eyes, and a red streak under one of his eyes!” Wing looked around the camp from where he stood but could see no cat that matched what Minnowflick had just said. Concerned, the to, turned back to look at her. “Minnowflick, are you sure you don't need to rest?” Wing asked, sitting down with his tail curled around his fore paws, still alert to any sign of this ‘Malicecall’ character. “I'm sure I saw him…” Minnowflick trailed off in her sentence, a look of distress crossing her face. “Wing, answer this truthfully.” The grey she-cat sat down with a sigh next to the tom, head looking down at her paws. “Am I going crazy?” Wing blinked once, then twice before finally understanding what she had said. “What?! No! Of course not!” He mewed at Minnowflick, he wanted to smack her with his tail or something. “Whoever Malicecall is I'm sure they are fine!” Minnowflick didn't look up, but he heard her give a small giggle. The tom sucked in a breath, standing so he could move in front of the she-cat. “Minnowflick. Go get some rest, please.” There was heavy silence, a few cats passing by them but not wanting to butt in the conversation. It was maybe a minute or two until she had finally looked up at him, a smile on her muzzle. “Yeah… yeah, that sounds like a good idea.”