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skyscratch-wc · 2 years
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crystalsclangencorner · 4 months
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MoonClan
Moon 0 (Newleaf)
Moonwhisper (79m Male), Gullbillow (43m Male), Ridgestripe (143m Male), Mouseegg (50m Female [I KID YOU NOT THAT WAS LITERALLY THE NAME SHE HAD-]), Mudkit (5m Female), Kinkkit (5m Male), Oatkit (3m Male), and Thistlekit (2m Female) all form MoonClan. Moonwhisper becomes Moonstar, Gullbillow becomes the deputy, and Ridgestripe becomes the healer (I decided to start saying 'healer' instead of medicine cat-). Moonstar gets his nine lives from Liondash (64m [In life, 36m in death] female).
Mouseegg and Moonstar go out to train, only to find a badger sett. The two stuff loose rocks in front of the sett's mouth. The decide to return tomorrow to see if anything has moved them.
Moonstar thinks he's going crazy.
Moon 1 (Newleaf)
Mudkit and Kinkkit become apprentices. Mudpaw gets Moonstar as her mentor, and Kinkpaw gets Mouseegg as his mentor.
Ridgestripe is stung by a bee after trying to eat some flowering catmint (BUDDY YOUR A HEALER YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER- 😭)
Kinkpaw worked too hard and is now sore.
Moonstar thinks about retiring.
Mudpaw and Kinkpaw encounter a badger on patrol. No one died, but Mudpaw's leg is mangled.
Moonstar wants to spend more time with Mouseegg.
Mouseegg wonders how Moonstar is doing.
Moon 2 (Newleaf)
Gullbillow brought a litter of 6 kits back to camp, but refused to talk about their origin (Spirekit [Female], Cavernkit [Female], Bushkit [Male], Smallkit [Male], Cypresskit [Female], and Bumblekit [Female])
Kinkpaw's soreness has abated.
As the wind blows many petals into camp, Thistlekit picks a few to decorate herself.
Mouseegg thinks Moonstar is very helpful!
Thistlekit wishes she could get her pelt to shine like Moonstar's.
Ridgestripe and Oatkit joke about how bad the other Clans smell.
Moon 3 (Greenleaf)
Oatkit becomes an apprentice. His mentor is Gullbillow.
Mouseegg sprains her paw after misstepping and slipping on a rock.
Oatpaw has gotten heat exhaustion.
Bumblekit has gotten fleas.
Ridgestripe has recovered from the bee sting.
(INTERMISSION AKA SHOWING THE DESIGNS OF CHARACTERS THAT APPEAR SO FAR)
Moonstar
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Gullbillow
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Ridgestripe
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Mouseegg
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Mudpaw
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Kinkpaw
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Oatpaw
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(Apparently I can only have ten pictures here- 😭)
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Smallstar
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Naming Ceremony (short story)
Alderstar lay upon the fattest low hanging-branch of an alder tree, though one would be forgiven for not being able to properly identify it with every leaf blackened and scattered upon the ground. Grousemane had suggested the location for his ceremonies and meetings long ago–it was easy to remember. Alderstar would be found at the alder tree. Not to mention its height, standing out among the other massive trees, was useful in finding the place. It was helpful, too, that it was in eye-view of the Eye-Out Thorns, though far enough for the more faint-hearted to feel comfortable.
Once everyone was gathered, he rose and spoke loudly across the small space. “Welcome, kin and friends.” So many ceremonies like this had passed that he had forgotten what words would have been spoken when he was alive and the leader of Shadowclan. Something about their warrior ancestors, he’s sure. But those were taught to him by his father and the leaders before them. These are his own words. Every leader who gives names gives them with their own words.
Alderstar had even gotten into a routine, too. Or perhaps it is better to call it a tradition. Because he no longer lived in a Clan and was much less likely to know the traits that some cats had, parents who planned to have him do the naming would inform him. Sometimes when they were about to become ‘paws, sometimes when they were kits or even expecting. 
Alderstar would then occasionally watch the kits train, observe them. He would take time to speak one-on-one with the parents, mentor, and the kit themself. It was a good way to pass the time. He found he greatly enjoyed having something to do, too he greatly enjoyed thinking up warrior names, and he was satisfied with the ones he picked out for this batch.
“Today, we honour six apprentices, who defied their fate long ago. Had the Stars had their way, they would have remained small and defenseless.” The faces of several of the apprentices–namely Smallpaw–snarled at the idea. “We are not the Stars,” Alderstar said with pride, his chin lifted and chest puffed out. The families and mentors in the crowd purred in agreement. “We defied them, we defied the logics of death, and we grew. Now, we shall honour the growth, the strength, and the courage in these six young cats, now ready to become full warriors of the Place of No Stars.”
Yowls of excitement rang around the clearing. Alderstar waited patiently for them to calm down before going on. He had plenty of time. “Antpaw, step forward.”
Antpaw did as told, his steps shaky and his eyes round. “For your resistance against fate, and your heedful nature, you shall from this day forth be known as Antgrove.” 
He was happy to see Antgrove’s worry-edged smile quickly shift to one of delight as he dipped his head, and moved to the front of the crowd. All names had to have meaning, that was Alderstar’s rule. Antgrove loved to explore groves. It was where he was the most comfortable, where he felt the most peace. Alderstar had hoped that by giving him the name, he was hearing that his introverted nature was not only being noticed, but celebrated. Judging by the look on his face, it had been heard.
“Smallpaw, step forward.” 
Smallpaw’s reaction was much different. His body was tense, clearly it took a lot for him to pad forward gracefully and not simply race to the open space in which he would stand.
“For your resistance against fate, and your fierce bites, both real and metaphorical, you shall from this day forth be known as Smallclaw.”
Smallclaw’s smirk was broad. He took a moment to bask in the attention before he dipped his head and padded to sit beside who might have once been his brother. Alderstar wasn’t sure, all he knew was that the kits separated because of the different views they had on their deaths and crime.
“Hootpaw, step forward.” Alderstar had to hold back a smile as the name reminded him of his lovely mate. He was definitely going to nuzzle her and Myrtlewing once this ceremony was over. 
Hootpaw padded forward patiently. His ears were pricked and he looked up at Alderstar with interest and patience. Alderstar had wondered a long time how to convey THAT in a name.  “For your resistance against fate, and your ability to follow the wind so long as you see fit, you shall be known as Hootbloom.” Hootbloom’s eyes shone with a hint of pleasure, and something more beneath that.
It was good. Flowers bloom at different paces, some slow, some fast, but they all open up in the end. The same went for the kit. He had patience that astonished Alderstar, but the patience was for himself–he only felt it because time mattered only to him. He was slow and easy when he wanted to be, and fast as a frog’s tongue when he wanted to be. He bloomed when he wanted to bloom, it was no one else’s choice. This name was a way to announce it.
“Cinderpaw, step forward.”
Cinderpaw raced to the spot before Alderstar had finished the final word, her eyes wide and bright, and her fur dusty from the run. Kiteburn huffed in irritation where he sat with his and Cinderpaw’s family.
“For your resistance against fate, and your ability to see the heart in everyone, even when cold ice surrounds it, you shall, from this day forward, be known as Cinderrose.” The colours differed in meaning. Alderstar imagined the pink and white ones, happiness and innocence. Those were the two words that always sprang to mind whenever he thought of Cinderrose. She was an eager young cat, always ready to learn and make new friends. Even then, he could see the trauma that she was pushing away. He didn’t want to make her think about it now, or anytime she heard her name, so he stuck with the positives. Perhaps she could find help or figure out how to accept her past now that she didn’t have so much time taken up by training.
“Flarepaw, step forward,” Alderstar continued once Cinderrose was seated beside Antgrove, Smallclaw, and Hootbloom.
Flarepaw was slower. He didn’t look afraid, more curious, like he was still shocked that he could really be receiving his warrior ceremony even though he had died as a kit. Alderstar gave him a reassuring smile. “For your resistance against fate, and the justice that burns like fire in your paws, you shall, from this day forth, be known as Flarelight.” It was a double-name, what flares brings light, but Flarelight does in two ways as well. He brightens the space wherever he is, making jokes and always making sure that everyone is as comfortable as can be. As well, he never looks away when he notices that someone is being mistreated, even by a single whisker. He sheds light on the situation until it is solved.
Flarelight’s whiskers quivered in delight. He took a moment to grin at his father, Cricketclaw, before joining the line.
“Lavenderpaw, step forward.”
Lavenderpaw was not slow nor fast, she moved at an even pace, though stumbled a few times as she was unable to remove her gaping gaze from Alderstar in the tree above her. “For your resistance against fate, your way of hearing sorrows and spreading joy, you shall from this day forth be known as Lavenderspring.” It was another name with two meanings, one indicating the spring Lavenderspring always tried to bring to everyone’s steps, and in symbolism to the body of water, gentle and comfortable, which she always tried to be to those who needed it.
There was one more part of the ceremony that had to be done. He leaped from the branch and padded toward Antgrove. “Are you ready?” He asked.
Antgrove’s voice quivered. “Yes. I would like it by my tail.”
“Stand.”
Antgrove did as told. He sucked in a breath, and Alderstar laid a claw across his skin. He dragged it down deep enough to last, but not enough to cause serious damage. Then he laid another, smaller mark beside and just across it. “You are a true warrior now,” Alderstar told him. He repeated the markings onto the other newly-named warriors on areas of their choosing, before backing up and addressing the crowd once more. “Let us call out their names, and tell the Stars they have no strength here.!”
“Lavenderspring!”
“Antgrove!”
“Smallclaw!”
“Flarelight!”
“Hootbloom!”
“Cinderrose!”
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I will be explaining how the kits differed when the grew, and this claw ceremony thing! Basically really, it’s different leaders conducting ceremonies mark cats they named. I figured in the Dark Forest, that wouldn’t be frowned upon at all. Alder’s marking is like a branch with a thorn on it.
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warriors-pride · 1 year
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genderfluid and gay smallstar, genderfluid Runningstorm, agender and aro ace Wolfheart
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rosemist50 · 1 year
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Code 12 (my favorite) features Brindleclaw, Foxwhisker, Graywing, Ivystar, Hayberry, Wildkit, and Minnowkit from Riverclan, and Fallowstar, Wolfkit/heart, Smallkit/star, and Runningkit/storm from Windclan. Graywing is the Riverclan medicine cat, Wildkit and Minnowkit are Hayberry's kits. I figured since there was an extremely low chance I'll ever draw Ivystar again I could make her design buck wild and that's what I did.
Originally posted on IG August 2022
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Smallkit/Smallstar
October 14, 2022
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letyachan · 25 days
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205.Smallstar
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"Do you think we'd hurt one hair on their pelts? Kits are the most special part of a Clan. They are the warriors who will defend their Clanmates in moons to come, the hunters who will find food even in the coldest leaf-bare, the cats who will have kits of their own to pass on everything they have learned. A Clan that has no kits might as well be dead."
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rose-warriorcatsrefs · 4 months
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tiny-kit · 10 months
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dada is eepins n m feelin small an is ni ni tim!
i suppos be eepin but i nos eepy!
bababa!
dunno wa to do :[
buts i has m stuffie blade! n he’s realy comfy!
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ferventfinch · 1 year
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LOOK! AT THIS FUCKING!!!! BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHE HAS A HEART-SHAPED PATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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decaybz · 2 months
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WARRIORS X TROLLS!!
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Just some Broppy, Poppy on the left with Branch on the right! I rlly like this AU and I’m using all my self control to NOT info dump about it so for now I’ll give a little overview or whatever.
It follows the basic concept of the Trolls lore. Trolls (who are cats) were taken by the Bergans (bloodhounds) long, long ago and were trapped there for generations. Whatever territory they had was taken over by the dogs and they were constantly guarded to ensure no escape. It was a yearly tradition created by the dogs to select a few cats and kill them to feast upon. That was until their clan leader, Peppystar (King Peppy), lead them to freedom.
Most of their names are still being workshops, but for Poppy I was thinking Poppyseed/Poppyflake, that being before she became leader. And Branch would probably just be Branch. His clan name would have been something like Smallkit or Bittykit. Though since he never got his app or warrior name before he isolated himself from the clan, he never got the chance to go from kit to paw, etc.. So he just decided to change his name to Branch (his family still calls him his kit name lol)
Also little note, the Pop Tribe (PopClan) works like a monarchy, as it does in the movie. Though since the clans been stuck with the dogs for so long, many leaders were never able to get their nine lives, instead just naming themselves ‘star’ when the name arose. That was, until Poppy(flake/seed) finds a way to see StarClan a bit after becoming leader. There, she gets her nine lives :3
Also, yes, Branch does get a warrior name when he regains his colors (or in this case, place in the clan idk)! He’s either named Branchbite or Branchstem, by Poppyseed/flake (or star ig), still choosing.
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Damn and I said I wouldn’t infodump 💀
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phoenix-clan · 5 months
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A fire ravages through the territory of HawkClan, destroying everything left of the clan.
Four kits, Dazzlekit, Blazekit, Smallkit, and Daisykit, survive by hiding deep within a cave.
When the fire has passed, they peek out, only to see no survivors and ash where their home once was.
They return to the safety of the cave to discuss their options.
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Cinderkit and Antkit = regret what they did the most and believe their deaths were earned. Adopted by AspenKiteRook
Hootkit and Flarekit = regret what they did the second most, but don’t believe their deaths were earned. Adopted by Cricketclaw
Lavenderkit = does regret what they did, but doesn’t say it, and doesn’t believe their deaths were earned. Adopted by Hillminnow and Blackdawn.
Smallkit = doesn’t regret what they did and does not believe that their deaths were earned. Adopted by Applefoot and Gingerstamp (neither knowing the other was also raising him).
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coastalraccoon · 1 year
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A bunch of drawings of my main clangen clan BriarClan. I was going to do a drawing of all the cats that joined every year but after the third I got tired.
Only 2 of my founders are still alive and it makes me sad.
List of all the cats' names below:
First Image: [F] = founder
[F] Briarsnout/star [deceased; died from a snake bite]
[F] Shimmerpuddle [deceased; died in a badger attack]
[F] Poolblossom [deceased; suffocated in a burrow collapse]
[F] Cressfur [deceased; died in a badger attack]
[F] Fuzzywhisker/star (Current leader)
[F] Baystripe
[F] Basilfeather [deceased; found dead after going missing]
Charcoalpelt [deceased; killed by a fox]
Owen [deceased; fell into a sinkhole]
Quimby [deceased; died shortly after being taken by twolegs]
Locustpeak [deceased; killed by HillClan warriors by the border]
Falconfang
Fawnwhistle [deceased; died in a badger attack]
Second Image:
Cowbirdrump [deceased; died in a badger attack]
Pebble
Pine
Lichenstripe [deceased; suffocated in a burrow collapse]
Shadesplash [deceased; died in a badger attack]
Brookkit/flower [deceased; killed by a gang of rogues]
Smallkit/beam [deceased; froze to death during a blizzard]
Third Image:
Mumble
Oddclaw [deceased; succumbed to snake venom]
Robinkit/tuft
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