Darkvine, can I pleeeeeeeeease join? Or is it too late?! I forgot about this, but I really would like to do it!

Here's my Winged Cat:

Name:

Cat Type: Magic Winged Cat (How could I resist?)

Pronouns: she/her

Appearance: Elegant gray fur on tail and body, sparkly silver wings shaped like bird wings, silver-blue streaks

Abilites: Can summon the wind, and work together with the water element

Personality: Like the wind, kind of dainty.

Weaknesses: Storms, easy to defeat in battle

Skills: Can camouflage in the wind

Quirks: Sometimes blows away another Cat when having a conversation

Brains or Brawn?: More brains. She is strong is wind, but not enough to create a tornado.

Deepest Secret: She is half Ocean-Winged Cat, but nobody knows. And nobody is supposed to know.

Voltage felt the wind brush her silver wings softly, then launch her into the barely light sky. She felt her spirits lift, as they always did as she flew, then sink as the forest loomed up ahead.

That was right. The route in the forest–the one that snaked along the ground–was closed. So she would have to change plans and ask a cat for directions to the nearest mushroom patch, which was bad news because she didn’t like talking to strangers. 

Voltage threw her wings back, and then accelerated to glide over the treetops. She squinted, hoping to see a glimpse of the small cream-colored mushrooms that grew in the forest. They made earthy-smelling, dark brown ointment, perfect for healing any injury, especially accidental lightning bolts.

She slowed suddenly. Yes, the ointment would be perfect for her mother, whose soft silver fur had been scorched and browned by lightning. She hated to think that it had been her lightning. It was a complete accident and she had left the house in a hurry, promising to get the poor cat some ointment.

To add to her annoyance, there wasn’t a cat in sight. Neither, were there ay mushrooms. All the cats must be asleep, she thought. Apparently nobody was awake. She scanned the area one last time, then spotted a Forest Winged Cat with gray fur, green wings and tail, and orange brown eyes that were at the moment closed in peaceful relaxation. Ivy was sitting in the tree nearby.

Voltage flew over, relieved that she had a chance to ask about the mushrooms, but then a strange cat fell out of the sky. Whoever it was landed on the edge of the branch, clung on frantically and would have made it to safety had Voltage not bumped into them. Both cats gave a yelp of surprise, lost their balance, and clung desperately to the tip of the branch. But before either of them could do anything, it snapped with a loud noise, and they went tumbling to the ground. 

Voltage caught herself mid-fall, and hovered in the air, her heart pounding and blood rushing through her veins.

The Desert Winged cat hurried across the never-ending sand, her calloused paws kicking up storms of it as she ran. In her mouth, clutched gently in her sharp teeth, was her kitten, no bigger than a mouse in her newborn state. The alarm had sounded only minutes ago but the cat needed no warning to see there was a sandstorm on the horizon. The usually bright and blue sky was brownish gray and she could barely see two feet ahead of her. Confusion blinded her and the sharp sand whipped her face, bringing tears to her eyes. There was no way they were getting back to the den in this state and one burning instinct rose above the rest: protect her daughter. She dropped the tiny kit to the ground and curled her sandy colored body around her making sure none of the wind and sand could harm the fragile thing. “You’re OK Kindle” she whispered in her daughter's ear. " Be strong” Then everything went black. 

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This is sorta like the prologue to Kindles part 

Ash says { pawtk } your right Ash cats do have paws! 

Ash paced the forest, his paws treading silently over moss and dead leaves.  Silence and shadows blanketed the sky.  There would be no moon tonight.  Soft daylight was already glowing beneath the horizon.  Another sleepless night, he thought, sighing.  At least he could see the sunrise.

Suddenly he heard a commotion, the fluttering of wings and snap of wood.  Ash unfurled his large wings and ran across the ground, taking off into the misty air.  He expertly twined through thick tree trunks and branches towards the sound.  His sharp eyes scanned the canopy but saw nothing until he looked down.  There on the ground below was a pile of cats, all grumbling and disheveled.  He rolled his eyes, annoyed that his peaceful morning had been disrupted, and flew down to meet them.

It was a moment later that Voltage realized that she might have sent the other cat (who obviously was bad at flying) to his death. And after the accident with her mother, she didn’t want anyone else to get hurt again. She swooped down but apparently the other cat was really really bad at flying and rammed into her.

Then it was her turn to crash down onto a thankfully soft patch of ground. She started to get up, but then Tide landed right on top of her. She let out a squeal, both because she had finally seen the mushrooms and because she was squished.

Now that they were on the ground she could see he was a blue Ocean Winged Cat, with dark blue wings, green-blue fins, and green-gold eyes. He also looked really, really, really mad, which made her thankful that she hadn’t accidentally used her lightning magic on him, because then he would probably be more mad.

Tide growled. “I hate flying.”

“Sorry I ruined your day,” Voltage squeaked, still underneath the larger and heavier cat. If only she wasn’t so small! And then, before she could stop herself, “And maybe you should…um…take some flying lessons?”

Before Tide could react, she added, “Anyway, I have to go. And harvest mushrooms. And once again, I am super sorry.”

There was a moment of awkward silence, then Ivy jumped down from the half-broken branch and looked at both of them. “What just happened?”

Voltage shrugged. “Are-are you okay?”

“Yes, I am fine.” Ivy turned to Tide, but he had disappeared. And so the Forest Winged Cat looked straight at Voltage. “What’s your name?”

“Voltage,” she said quickly, “I’m a Magic Winged Cat and I um…need to gather mushrooms? So I should go.”