Because I think name generators are the funnest, here's my first! Thanks to a recent trip to the beach, it's ocean inspired. Let's get started!
For your prefix, choose the first letter of your first name:
A: Sand
B: Brine
C: Crane
D: Dune
E: Eddy
F: Foam
G: Grass
H: Hail
I: Willet
J: Weed
K: Crab
L: Shell
M: Marsh
N: Current
O: Torrent
P: Plover
Q: Cress
R: Tern
S: Salt
T: Tide
U: Gull
V: Sedge
W: Wave
X: Reed
Y: Spray
Z: Water
For your suffix, choose your favorite beach activity:
Sunbathing: pelt
Napping: feather
Listening to Music: whisker
Swimming: splash
Wading: foot
Playing in the Sand: flare
Beachcombing: nose
Birdwatching: gaze
Walking: step
Jogging: heart
Surfing: tail
Boogieboarding: fur
Kiteboarding: leap
Windsurfing: wing
Volleyball: claw
Football: stripe
Cornhole/Bean Bag Toss: fall
Snacking: tooth
Grilling: flame
I really never noticed how few suffixes the Erin Hunters use until I was making this. I pulled up a list of all the canon names, and there aren't that many more than I used here, strangely enough.
If you would like a springboard for your cat's appearance, refer to the following chart (which includes a couple of names that didn't fit into the alphabet) using the prefix you got. You could alternatively choose your prefix by first deciding on an appearance and then choosing a prefix that fits. :)
Any Shade:
Water - any gray, typically tabby, can be bi-colored or harlequin
Hail - any gray or white, typically spotted or tabby, can be bi-colored or harlequin
Cress - tabby or mottled, any shade, any color
Tern - bi-colored* or harlequin**, any color, any shade, solid; often pale gray-and-white
Brine - tabby, any color, often bi-colored if light
Pale:
Salt - pale, any color; often white or pale red, can be bi-colored
Spray - pale, any color, any pattern, can be bi-colored or harlequin
Shell - pale, any color, typically tabby
Mist - pale, typically gray, solid, can be bi-colored or harlequin
Lightning - pale or bright red; otherwise white
Light:
Sand - light, any warm color, typically solid
Wind - light, often bi-colored or harlequin, tabby
Dune - light, red or warm brown, any pattern but typically faint
Gull - bi-colored or harlequin, typically lighter or gray, solid
Willet - lighter, low-contrast tabby or mottled, often bi-colored and/or tortoiseshell; otherwise black-and-white
Foam - bi-colored or harlequin, typically lighter, but can be any shade, not typically solid
Bright:
Crab - bright, typically red, typically solid, can be bi-colored
Splash - bright, any color, any pattern, often tortoiseshell, often bi-colored or harlequin
Pool - bright, any color, any pattern
Grass - any shade, any color, high-contrast tabby
Sedge - bright, not typically red, tabby
Medium:
Crane - medium, not typically red unless tortoiseshell, solid
Weed - darker, any color, typically tabby
Current - darker, typically not red, tabby
Torrent - darker, typically not red, mottled, can be bi-colored
Plover - bi-colored or harlequin, typically solid, darker, any color
Reed - darker, typically not red, tabby
Dark:
Gale - mid to dark, any color, often gray, mottled or tabby, can be bi-colored or harlequin
Wave - dark, typically not red, solid or mottled, can be bi-colored
Storm - dark, typically gray, typically not solid
Thunder - dark, typically red, typically not solid
Tide - dark, often bi-colored and/or mottled, any color
Marsh - dark, any color, tabby or mottled, not bi-colored
Eddy - dark, mottled or black, not typically red, not bi-colored
*bi-colored means any color with white patches
**harlequin means white with colored patches
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Story Content (to adhere to site rules):
Close Encounters
A brown tabby she-cat crept slowly through the sparse vegetation covering the low dunes. The gull in front of her wasn't paying any attention to it's surroundings, busy with preening its feathers. The she-cat wriggled her haunches in excitement as she prepared to leap at the bird. A sudden yowl cut through the stiff sea breeze, and the she-cat's whole body drooped as she watched her meal fly away.
"What are you doing here?" a pale ginger tabby tom snarled at the she-cat, appearing from the ocean side of the dune.
"I was trying to catch some prey, until you came along." The she-cat showed her teeth, and the tom looked like he was going to attack her until a big, tortoiseshell she-cat leaped up behind him.
"Calm down, Shellstripe," the new she-cat snapped. "What's going on?"
"This rogue is hunting on our territory!" the tom, Shellstripe, apparently, yowled.
The tortoiseshell turned her eye on the brown she-cat, who bristled irritably under the tortie's regard.
"Did you come up the beach?" the tortie asked after a moment.
"Yes, though I don't see why it should matter to you," the tabby snarled.
The tortie just nodded calmly. "I expected as much. As Shellstripe should know by now," she cast a baleful glance at the tom, "scent markers don't stick well on the sand. You should know," the tortie turned back to the first she-cat, "this is our territory. We would be happy to show you peacefully to our borders, but we can't let you stay here and take our prey."
"You and what army to back you up?" the she-cat growled, sizing up the two cats in front of her. It was all bluster, there was no way she could take the both of them on in her current condition, but it was no good to look tractable and weak.
"Well," the tortie flicked her tail, "I don't think we'll need an army to drive you out, to be quite honest."
"How big is your territory," the tabby narrowed her eyes.
Shellstripe made a rude noise. "It doesn't matter to you. Brineheart and I will show you the nearest edge, peacefully or not, and you will stay out of it!"
"I can make my own way," the tabby hissed, turning tail and loping back the way she came. There was plenty of beach, and no reason for her to stick around, wasting time with these crow-food-eaters.
"Wait!" the tom shouted again, but the tabby ignored him as she kept on her path. The tortie said something to the tom that apparently calmed him down, thank the prey-gods, and though the two cats followed the tabby for a while, at least it was from a distance. Now that she was aware of it, the tabby was able to detect a scent line across the sand when she came upon it, but it was far too faint to warn off anycat who wanted to cross it; it smelled several days old.
The tabby flicked her tail irritably as she crossed the weak border, glaring behind herself at the two cats trailing her, who were finally standing still now. She returned to the dunes, sliding effortlessly through the vegetation as she searched once more for that badly needed meal.