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Is this blog still active?

Due to a lot of Life happening on the mods ends right now, we are unfortunately on hiatus but hope we will be able to get back on it soon! Thank you all for your patience.

#this blog requires a lot of time dedicated to it outside of just drawing posts so unfortunately when we have busy weeks the blog suffers #ooc

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#tigerstar #swiftwing #swiftpaw #barkface #runningnose #onestar #mudclaw #runningstar #circle of fire #cof #loop 5 #post #mod moth #You're chasing. Silence revealed. Betrayal silencing. Tonight pining.

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#tigerstar #ravenpaw #swiftpaw #ravenflight #swiftwing #mudclaw #onestar #circle of fire #loop 5 #post #mod moth #Love pining. Moon mourning. Always denied.

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#tigerstar #goldenflower #tallstar #swiftpaw #swiftwing #runningnose #onestar #barkface #circle of fire #loop 5 #post #mod moth #King chasing. Sins reuniting. Wings mourning. Those denied.

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#tigerstar #swiftwing #tawnymask #bramblethorn #circle of fire #cof #loop 5 #post #mod moth #swiftpaw #tawnypelt #brambleclaw #ravenpaw #Destiny redeemed. Wings hurting. Together warming. Fire silencing. Never revealed. #ravenflight

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Auctor misericors, Arbiter gloriosus, Iudex omnipotens, Rector clemens, Fabricator sapientissimus, Deus. Amen.

Moon forgetting, together shining. Moon hidden, effects loving. Amen

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https://youtu.be/2mDuMRHoiUc

Ave, maris stella,

Dei mater alma,

atque semper virgo,

felix cœli porta.

Sumens illud Ave

Gabrielis ore,

funda nos in pace,

mutans Evæ nomen.

Solve vincla reis,

profer lumen cæcis,

mala nostra pelle,

bona cuncta posce.

Monstra te esse matrem,

sumat per te precem

qui pro nobis natus

tulit esse tuus.

Virgo singularis,

inter omnes mitis,

nos culpis solutos

mites fac et castos.

Vitam præsta puram,

iter para tutum,

ut videntes Jesum

semper collætemur.

Sit laus Deo Patri,

summo Christo decus,

Spiritui Sancto

tribus honor unus. Amen.

Deus misericors, Dominus aeternus, Deus incompraehensibilis, Iudex clemens

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Ask Box is Now Open!

#tigerstar #swiftwing #tawnymask #bramblethorn #loop 5 #post #circle of fire #mod moth #swiftpaw #tawnypelt #brambleclaw #Love reuniting. Sins forgetting. Together loving. Love silencing. Together hurting.

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We Return to the Cycle Tomorrow

#circle of fire #post #countdown #loop 5 #warrior cats #Effects silencing. Betrayal twisting. Moon mourning. Destiny redeemed.

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The Loop Resumes in 2 Days

#post #circle of fire #loop 5 #countdown #Betrayal chasing. Sins denied. Time chasing. Redemption denied.

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The Loop will Resume in 3 Days

#loop 5 #warrior cats #post #countdown #Love revealed. King warming. Silence loving. King mourning. #circle of fire

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The Loop will Proceed in 4 Days

#loop 5 #post #circle of fire #Destiny silencing. Wings warming. Sins pining. Fire thinking. Destiny redeemed. #warrior cats #countdown

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The Loop will Proceed in 5 Days

#loop 5 #post #circle of fire #countdown #warrior cats #Moon hurting. Fire redeemed. Memory pining.

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INITIATE

Night lay upon the forest. There was no moon, but the stars of Silverpelt shed their frosty glitter over the trees. At the bottom of a rocky hollow, a pool reflected the starshine. The air was heavy with the scents of late greenleaf.

Wind sighed softly through the trees and ruffled the quiet surface of the pool. At the top of the hollow, the fronds of bracken parted to reveal a cat; her bluish gray fur glimmered as she stepped delicately from rock to rock, down to the water’s edge.

Sitting on a flat stone that jutted out over the pool, she raised her head to look around. As if at a signal, more cats began to appear, slipping into the hollow from every direction. They padded down to sit as close to the water as they could, until the lower slopes were filled with lithe shapes gazing down into the pool.

The bracken-coloured tom rose to his paws, starlight turning the fur on his broad shoulders to silver. “I will begin,” he meowed. He glanced sideways to meet the gaze of a light-coloured tabby with a twisted jaw. “Crookedstar, do I have your permission to speak for RiverClan?” The tabby bowed his head in agreement, and the first cat went on, “Then I invite you all to see and approve my choice.”

He stared down into the water, as motionless as the rocks around him. A pale gray blur appeared on the surface of the pool, and all the cats craned forward to see it more clearly.

“That one?” murmured the blue-gray cat, staring at the shape in the water. “Are you sure, Oakheart?”

The tip of the bracken-colored tom’s tail flicked back and forth. “I thought that choice would please you, Bluestar,” he meowed, amusement in his tone. “Do you not think she was well mentored?”

“She was excellently mentored.” Bluestar’s neck fur rose as if he had said something to challenge her, then lay flat again.

“Does the rest of StarClan agree?” she asked.

A murmur of assent rose from the watching cats, and the pale gray shape thinned and vanished from the water, leaving it clear and empty again.

Now the black cat stood up and padded to the very edge of the pool. “Here is my choice,” he announced. “See and approve it.”

This time the shape in the pool was ginger-colored and lithe, with calm, kind eyes. Bluestar gazed down at the image for some moments before nodding. “He has strength and wisdom,” she agreed.

There was a quiet stir as some cats amongst them fidgeted.  Bluestar paused for a moment, but no objections came. “Do StarClan approve?”

It was not too long before soft meows of agreement came from all the assembled cats. The surface of the pool rippled briefly, and when it stilled again the dark ginger shape had gone.

Another black cat got up and approached the water’s edge, limping on one stubby, twisted paw. “My turn, I think,” he rasped. “See and approve my choice.”

The gray-black shape that formed in the pool was hard to see against the reflection of the night sky, and the cats peered at it for some time before anyone spoke.

“What?” the bracken-colored cat exclaimed at last. “That’s an apprentice!”

“I had noticed, thank you, Oakheart,” the black tom meowed dryly.

“Deadfoot, you can’t send an apprentice into danger such as this,” another cat called from the back of the crowd.

“Apprentice he may be,” Deadfoot retorted, “but he has courage and skill to match many warriors. One day he might make a fine leader of WindClan.”

Bluestar held up her tail tip to silence the two and turned her head to look at the crowd of Starclan cats. The other two hushed as well and followed her gaze.

There was a reluctance to answer from the medics in the crowd. After some hesitation, one finally spoke, “We can not answer all of your questions for you, Bluestar.”

Bluestar commented, “But you do know the answer, don’t you?”

The expressions she received in response were blank, revealing nothing. When it became clear that the cats would not continue, one cat finally spoke. “He wouldn’t make a fine leader. But for this... there is no issue.”

Deadfoot’s tail lashed and his eyes revealed anger. He puffed, “My choice is worthy, just as much so as any other cat. You shouldn’t need the approval of some medic’s ‘foresight’ to tell you this.” He let out an ill-tempered growl as he turned and limped back to his place.

When the water was clear again Oakheart meowed, “You have not yet made your choice for ThunderClan, Bluestar.”

“It is not mine to make,” Bluestar replied and turned her head to gaze behind her as a light ginger cat stepped forward. He was younger than the other cats gathered by the edge of the pool; he had barely grown into his frame.

“Of course,” Deadfoot purred in a tone that could have been taken as sarcastic by some.

The young warrior gazed down at the pool as a tawny figure formed in the depth of the pool.

Oakheart stared at it, and stretched his jaws wide in a soundless mew of laughter. “That one! Bluestar, are you sure you want him to pick?”

“Why?” Bluestar’s tone showed she was nettled. “She is a noble young cat, fit for the challenges this prophecy will bring.”

Oakheart’s ears twitched. “Did I say she was not?”

Bluestar held his gaze, not looking at the other cats as she demanded, “Does the Clan approve?” When the agreement came, strong and certain, she gave Oakheart a contemptuous flick of her tail and looked away.

“Cats of StarClan,” she meowed, raising her voice. “Your choices have been made. Soon the journey must begin, to meet the terrible storm that will be released on the forest. Go to your Clans, and make sure each cat is ready.”

She paused, and her eyes blazed with a fierce silver light. “We can choose a warrior to save each Clan, but beyond that we cannot help them. May the spirits of all our warrior ancestors go with these cats, wherever the stars may lead them.”

The Loop Proceeds in 6 Days.

#loop 5 #post #You're chasing. Effects reuniting. Wings chasing. Together chasing. #countdown

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#tigerclaw #tigerstar #ravenpaw #ravenflight #loop 5 #post #circle of fire #Effects reuniting. Never pining. Destiny silencing.

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#ravenpaw #ravenflight #tigerclaw #tigerstar #warrior cats #loop 5 #post #Tonight climbing. Destiny redeemed. Always mourning. Together reuniting. Strings pining. Sins burning.

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#tigerstar #tigerclaw #ravenpaw #ravenflight #warrior cats #loop 5 #post #bluestar #Tonight revealed. Betrayal caring. Memory redeemed.