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firebuggi · 5 months
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djkinski · 2 months
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revisiting some old concepts of mine
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FIRESTAR
“Loyalty is what matters, and that exists now, not in the past.”
[Ginger ticked Abyssinian mix with medium white spotting and green eyes]
Orimgest dude of all time
Redesigned my Firestar (x2), and I’m SO glad that I did, cause look!! He’s so pretty! Lovely lad!
Some design notes!
A cat of prophecy, so he bears a star mark! His is now on his belly and ears: for feeling, and for hearing.
Big ears, big tail, big floof… Small everywhere else — especially in stature.
Star socks on forepaws only, and heart shape on his chest!
Lots of fire motifs (obviously) on his face, torso, and tail.
Tons of swoops and semi-curls in his pelt. Nothing too drastic; he’s (very) thick-furred, not curly-furred.
Curled ears.
Scarring includes: Nicked ears, fox trap scar around his throat, across the right cheek, and a scar across his flank.
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sallytwo · 11 months
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... The poem may be an elegy for childhood losses.
(On Dream Song 29, Thomas Travisano)
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simbasomba · 2 months
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Fires parents vs fires REAL parents
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bigfrogdraws · 9 months
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GRAAAAA i just saw @mommyclaws tigerclaw mentor au and its been on my mind constantly since then !!!!! its so good im obsessed so i drew some kitties about it
first piece is goldenflower and rusty when he first joined the clan <3 i love goldenflower so much im so glad she has a bigger part in this au
second piece is longpaw and firepaw! i gave them matching scars bc i thought itd be funny (enemies to brothers pipeline PLEASE !!!!!!)
im so in love with this au it makes the warriors story so interesting im holding it so gently
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warriors-ideas · 7 months
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AU where Brokenstar gets a redemption arc in ThunderClan I want Grumpy Old Man Brokenstar/tail who realizes the error of his ways and becomes resident Grumpy Grandpa
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halfpigeon · 27 days
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Sandstorm X Firestar except in a weird queerplatonic way. Sandstorm is still not entirely his friend, but also not 100% a hater. Firestar is like idk a weird bug to her that she's somewhat fond of. They have children simply because they both wanted to be parents but didn't really want/see any other potential mates within ThunderClan.
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star-vibing-prompts · 10 months
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"You see that squirrel over there? I want you to catch it and bring it to me." He ordered, staring down at the apprentice. Who looked very confused. "Bring it...to you?" She sounded hesitant and confused.
The dark forest cat was already ominous enough and now he wanted her to bring him a...squirrel? Was the dark forest really this strange? "...okay.." She mumbled, looking at the squirrel that was munching on a acorn.
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buggystims · 2 years
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a squirrelflight stimboard with dark orange and fire stims as requested by @catpawws-17 !!!1 (for some reason it won’t let me tag you!!! so sorry!!!) . . . / x / x / x / / x / x / x / / x / x / x /
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wokeauwc · 1 year
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CATS OUTSIDE THE CLANS
DARKFANG - Scarred, dark grey bisexual she-cat with amber eyes, patchy fur, and orange eyes.
RUSTY - Young questioning tabby male kittypet with green eyes and blue collar.
SMUDGE - Young questioning black and white male kittypet with green eyes and purple collar.
BARLEY - Black and white gay loner tom with amber eyes.
BONES - White gay tom with long claws and red collar.
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dreamingblacktabby · 2 years
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Hello, I redrew the SandFireRaven pride drawing with the correct flag. I also decided to make it look nicer since the last one was a bit more rushed.
For anyone curious, Sandstorm's flowers is the Bi colors, Fireheart's are the Pan colors, and Ravenpaw/wing's are the MlM colors with Ace leafs. The big flag is the Polyamorous flag.
Huge thanks to doritopaw101 for correcting my mistake on the last picture, I appreciate you pointing that out to me.
Edit: I have deleted the old picture. The art was rushed and bad, and I used the Polisexual flag instead of the Polyamorous flag by mistake.
I would also like to note that Ravenwing and Sandstorm are queer-platonic with one another.
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walnut-kitto · 2 years
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My autism gives me the power to speed through a book. Unfortunately I use this power to read. books about animals mainly </3
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Hi again, same anon as before. I think Arianrhod is the key because I played all routes simultaneously (aka played chapter 8 for all 3 routes before moving to chapter 9 of all 3 routes). Here's the difference: Gleam chapter 9 is the Arianrhod chapter with Thales interrupting Dimitri vs Edelgard. Blaze chapter 8 is Arianrhod. Wildfire chapter 9 starts about 5 months after the battle of Arianrhod ended. This indicates that Claude was watching the outcome of the Arianrhod battle (1/2)
To me, this highlights the fact that after the 5 month break (while Claude is dealing with guilt after Shahid), he comes to the terminally dumb conclusion to side with the winner of Arianrhod. In Gleam, Dimitri won. In Blaze, Edelgard won. Unfortunately, Wildfire thus implies that Edelgard won at Arianrhod also, so Claude sided with her. The handshake CG is the exact same scene in Blaze and Wildfire, after all. Meaning that Edelgard won at Arianrhod both times, unlike in Gleam (2/2)
Simultaneous playthrough . . . oh anon you are made of much stronger stuff than I.
But you're right, that would tell me that he was awaiting the outcome of Arianrhod, but to wait 5 months definitely made that quite the conclusion to come to? Like you say, it's implied (and I'm inclined to agree, because if Claude allied with an Empire who LOST Arianrhod . . . jesus fuck), which explains why I literally couldn't remember who maintained control of Arianrhod. Still, he's talking out of both sides of his mouth, if he's all "Faerghus can't fall, because then we're fucked!" and then "Let me ally with the person who very clearly wants to squish Faerghus and my country beneath her boot!" Oh, morally reprehensible Claude, what you could have been.
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greatshell-rider · 2 years
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shoutout to violetshine for not immediately murdering sleekwhisker’s ass the moment she saw her you Know i would not have done the same
#FUCKIN BINCH#'uwu we didn't know it was wrong uwu we've changed uwu we miss shadowclan oh you don't know how terrible it was under darktail uwu'#YOU GLEEFULLY HELPED MURDER YOUR OWN CLANMATES!!!!!!#also i like how the shadowclan cats who were the ones to constantly be arguing with and second guessing rowanstar's decisions are now#to leafstar like 'oh we are very trustworthy and can be loyal to you as our leader :3'#ALSO love the very contradictory message these books give off like. oh the apprentices/new generation don't like they're treated#and question rowanstar's leadership capabilities and so they leave#find out it was a MISTAKE oh no never leave clan life clan life all the way being rogues suck#but ALSO rowanstar really did fuckin suck as a leader and the apprentices WERE RIGHT to question him BUT#they're only punished by the narrative. needletail and violetshine and the rest of the traitorous shadowclan cats are punished A LOT for#acting out and trying to cause change#despite rowanstar being sucky#and NOW there's leafstar here like 'i am your leader now my word is law cuz star cats if you disagree with me EVER you are not welcome here'#and so sldkfjsdlfjsdlfsjfdlsk WHAT MESSAGE ARE YOU GIVING THE AUDIENCE DEAR FUCK#this is why needletail chilling in starclan rubs me the wrong way sooooooo bad#anyway <3 per usual the warriors books suck but <3 violetshine my gal i'll always support you#also rip twigpaw she's going through it rn fr#(can't believe she's still a 'paw it's the 5th book for fucks sake)#(fire was a warrior by the end of book 1 lmaooooooo)#warriors#also what is mistystar even doing. how long does it take to rebuild a camp it's almost winter yo#also despite them setting up violetshine and tree together as partners tree is still a good lad 11/10 could rub his belly
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billymayslesbian · 1 month
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Before Lionblaze could argue, another shape burst through the billowing smoke to stand beside Squirrelflight. His eyes glared; his gray fur was matted together and stuck with bits of burnt leaf and twig. Confused by the smoke and flames, Hollyleaf almost thought she was seeing one of her warrior ancestors, until she recognized Ashfur.
Squirrelflight dropped the branch. “Help me push it into the fire!” she yowled.
Grabbing the branch in strong jaws, Ashfur thrust it past the wall of flame and into the ever-narrowing patch of ground where Hollyleaf and her brothers huddled. But Hollyleaf didn’t feel any sense of relief. There was a look in Ashfur’s eyes that she didn’t understand: the look of a cat who had just spotted an unexpected juicy bit of prey.
The branch made a bridge through the flames, but Ashfur stood at the other end of it, blocking the way to safety. Lionblaze nudged Jayfeather to his paws; Hollyleaf took a step toward the branch, then paused. She felt a cold weight in herbelly when she looked into Ashfur’s glittering blue eyes.
“Ashfur, get out of the way.” Squirrelflight’s voice was puzzled. “Let them get out!”
“Brambleclaw isn’t here to look after them now,” Ashfur sneered.
Hollyleaf felt her fur beginning to rise. What did Ashfur mean?
Lionblaze’s golden pelt was bristling, too. “What have you done with my father?” he howled through the flame.
Ashfur looked at him pityingly; his eyes were twin points of fire amid the burning forest. “Why would I waste my time with Brambleclaw?”
The main branch was too solid to catch fire easily, but the leaves on it had shriveled and the twigs were beginning to smoke. Hollyleaf realized that they didn’t have much time before their bridge to safety would be ablaze.
Squirrelflight staggered up to Ashfur. Hollyleaf had never seen her mother so angry. Her fur bristled with fury; she looked like a warrior of TigerClan. Yet it was obvious that the climb to the top of the cliff, followed by her struggle with the branch, had weakened her, and she was exhausted.
“Your quarrel with Brambleclaw has to stop,” she hissed. “Too many moons have passed. You have to accept that I’m Brambleclaw’s mate, not yours. You can’t keep trying to punish Brambleclaw for something that was always meant to be.”
Ashfur’s ears flicked up in surprise. “I have no quarrel with Brambleclaw.”
Hollyleaf exchanged a shocked glance with Lionblaze. “That’s not how it looks to me,” he muttered.
“I couldn’t care less about Brambleclaw,” Ashfur continued. “It’s not his fault he fell for a faithless she-cat.”
Faithless? A growl began to build in Hollyleaf ’s throat, but then she stopped and watched the cats on the other side of the blazing branches. Something ominous was taking place in front of her, and even with flame roaring around them she felt a sudden chill. She shrank closer to Lionblaze and Jayfeather, whose head was up, his sightless eyes intent, as if he could see the confrontation between his mother and Ashfur.
“I know you think I’ve never forgiven Brambleclaw for stealing you from me, but you’re wrong, and so is every cat that thinks so. My quarrel is with you, Squirrelflight.” Ashfur’s voice shook with rage. “It always has been.”
Horrified, Hollyleaf took a step back and felt her hind paws begin to slip on the edge of the cliff. Her head spun as lightning stabbed out and thunder drowned all other sounds, even the roaring fire. For a heartbeat she dangled over empty air, and she let out a strangled yowl.
Then she felt firm teeth meet in her scruff; blinking against the smoke, she realized that Lionblaze was hauling her back to safety. But there was no safety: only the hungry flames, and Ashfur blocking the end of the branch with fury in his eyes. Fiery sparks floated down on all three young cats, scorching their fur, and flames licked the underside of the branch; fear flooded afresh through Hollyleaf when she saw that it was already beginning to smolder.
Ashfur has to let us get out! But Hollyleaf couldn’t find any words to plead with him. What was happening here didn’t have anything to do with them, even if they died because of it.
“All this was moons ago.” Squirrelflight sounded puzzled. “Ashfur, I had no idea you were still upset.”
“Upset?” Ashfur echoed. “I’m not upset. You have no idea how much pain I’m in. It’s like being cut open every day, bleeding onto the stones. I can’t understand how any of you failed to see the blood. . . .”
His eyes clouded and his voice took on a wild, distant tone, as if he could see the blood spilling out of him now, sizzling on the burning ground. Terror burst through Hollyleaf and she pressed closer to her brothers. This cat was more dangerous than the storm or the fire, or the fall lurking perilously close to her hind paws.
Desperately she tried to step onto the end of the branch. At once Ashfur rounded on her, fully conscious again, his teeth bared in a snarl.
“Stay there!” Turning to face Squirrelflight but keeping one paw on the branch, he hissed, “I can’t believe you didn’t know how much you hurt me. You are the blind one, not Jayfeather. Who do you think sent Firestar the message to go down to the lake, where the fox trap was? I wanted him to die, to take your father away so you’d know the real meaning of pain.”
Hollyleaf ’s shocked gaze met Lionblaze’s. “He tried to kill Firestar?” she gasped. “He’s mad!”
Determination glittered in Lionblaze’s eyes, and he bunched his muscles for a giant leap. “I’m going to fight him.”
“No!” Hollyleaf fastened her teeth in his shoulder fur. “You can’t!” Her words were muffled now. “He’ll just push you into the fire.”
“Brambleclaw saved Firestar then,” Ashfur went on to Squirrelflight. “But he’s not here now. He’s not here—but your kits are.”
Squirrelflight’s eyes blazed. For a heartbeat Hollyleaf thought she was going to pounce on the gray warrior, but she knew that exhausted and in pain, her mother would have no chance. Squirrelflight seemed to realize it, too. She drew herself up, head high; she was trembling, but her voice was clear and brave.
“Enough, Ashfur. Your quarrel is with me. These young cats have done nothing to hurt you. Do what you like with me, but let them out of the fire.”
“You don’t understand.” Ashfur looked at her as if he was seeing her for the first time; his voice was puzzled and petulant. “This is the only way to make you feel the same pain that you caused me. You tore my heart out when you chose Brambleclaw over me. Anything I did to you would never hurt as much. But your kits . . .” He looked through the flames at Hollyleaf and her brothers, his eyes narrowing to dark blue slits. “If you watch them die, then you’ll know the pain I felt.”
The flames crackled threateningly closer; Hollyleaf felt as if the heat was about to sear her pelt into ashes. She edged backward, only to feel the edge of the hollow give way under her hind paws. The three of them were pressed tightly together, so close that if one of them lost their balance, all three would be dragged off the cliff. Hollyleaf couldn’t control the trembling that shook her whole body as her glance flickered between the cliff and the fire.
Jayfeather was crouched close to the ground, looking tinier than ever with his pelt slicked flat by the rain. Lionblaze’s claws were unsheathed, glinting as the lightning flashed out again, but the tension in his haunches didn’t come from preparing to leap at Ashfur; it came from the effort of keeping himself on the top of the cliff.
Squirrelflight raised her head, her gaze locked on Ashfur’s crazed eyes. “Kill them, then,” she meowed. “You won’t hurt me that way.”
Ashfur opened his jaws to reply, but said nothing. Hollyleaf and her brothers stared at their mother. What was Squirrelflight saying?
Squirrelflight took a step away from them, and glanced carelessly over her shoulder. Her green eyes were fiercer than Hollyleaf had ever seen them, with an expression she couldn’t read.
“If you really want to hurt me, you’ll have to find a better way than that,” Squirrelflight snarled. “They are not my kits.”
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