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nettleclanstale · 5 months ago
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Moon 100
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Spiderstar blinked awake. He was in the medicine den, the sweet scent of herbs flooding his nose and his vision blurred as he groggily looked around. Every time he moved his broken leg, a jolt of pain would shoot through his body, making him let out soft groans.
While he would've preferred to not have his leg broken, he didn't regret what he did to end up in this situation, saving a clanmate from a rather large dog. 
Twigsplash was talking to Petalcloud, her son. The calico tom was distraught, his sobs echoing through the enclosed space.
"I know, I'm sorry." Twigsplash meowed gently, shushing the distressed warrior and guiding him into a resting position. "But please, please understand...If we didn't remove your leg, you would've died..."
Petalcloud began to speak, but it sounded far away. Spiderstar lowered his head, and went back to sleep.
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"Let...Cats.....Old enough.....Their own prey....Meeting!"
Drifting in and out of consciousness, Spiderstar's ears twitched at the sound of Crowheart's voice. He heard her say something about Spiderstar's condition, before softly calling Baykit forward.
Right. It was time for her apprentice ceremony.
At Baypaw received her official name and the cheers of the clan rang through camp, Spiderstar drifted off. 
...
When Spiderstar awoke again, it was night. He could hear voices outside, but they were muffled.
All he heard was "Newtbelly", "kittypet", and something about someone joining NettleClan as a warrior. 
Spiderstar felt confused. Was there a newcomer within the clan, someone he wasn't even able to meet just yet? He hoped he would be able to meet them soon...
Quicker than the last few times, Spiderstar's head flopped onto the soft bed of moss, and he fell asleep again.
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When he awoke this time, Spiderstar found himself in the familiar, starry fields of StarClan. He groaned, hauling himself to his paws. It felt so nice to be able to move again, and be conscious. 
"Be careful, there."
A low, gruff voice made Spiderstar's head shoot up. An elderly tom, his tabby fur a light brown color, was beginning to stride towards him. Despite his graying muzzle and thin fur, a clear sign of his age, his amber eyes were bright and full of the life he had when he was young and living.
Spiderstar dipped his head in greeting. "Lightstar," he meowed, before looking around. "What's happening? Am I losing a life?"
Lightstar's expression shifted to one of pity, and he shook his head. "Fortunately, no. I wanted to show you something. I wanted you to see the truth." He replied, turning and starting to walk away. He flicked his tail, gesturing for Spiderstar to follow him. "Come with me."
The truth? About what? Spiderstar found himself thinking as he trotted after Lightstar. He looked around, watching as StarClan's hunting grounds began to shift and morph into NettleClan territory. Despite the familiarity, there was a strange feeling. A feeling that this wasn't the same place Spiderstar knew and grew to love.
Lightstar sighed, making his way through the strands of tall grass that lead to the river. "Now, this looks like NettleClan's current territory. But don't expect to see anyone you know. This was how NettleClan was many, many moons ago." He explained, turning his head and fixing his gaze on something Spiderstar couldn't yet see. "Come here and watch...Please, keep quiet if you can."
Nodding, Spiderstar took a spot beside Lightstar, following his eyes. A young, dark ginger she-cat was padding through the territory, her pawsteps brisk. Her eyes were wide as she looked around, before finally laying eyes on a large brown tom and bounding over to him. 
"That's Brokensnap, our medicine cat." Lightstar whispered, his tail swishing back and forth in mild annoyance. "And that tom is a loner."
"What's his name?" Spiderstar whispered back.
"We don't know. He never told us." Lightstar's attention went back to the two cats, his expression unreadable. "Keep watching."
Brokensnap purred, touching her nose to the loner's and smiling. The tom returned the affectionate gestures, the happiness on his face evident.
"It's so good to see you, Brokensnap." He purred. "How is your clan?"
Brokensnap's ears flattened, and she let out a soft sigh. "Our numbers are low. NettleClan is dying, and all I can do is watch..." 
The tom frowned. "Oh, I'm sorry."
There was silence, and Brokensnap spoke again.
"There's something I have to tell you."
"Go ahead."
"...I...It's two things, actually. Good and bad. Which would you rather hear first?" Brokensnap questioned, looking up at the tom.
"...The good first."
Brokensnap smiled, letting out a purr. "I'm expecting kits! Your kits! Isn't that great?"
The tom's face lit up, and he tackled Brokensnap with a purr, tail and ears perked with joy. "Really? That's...That's amazing news, Brokensnap! I'm so happy!" He nuzzled the ginger she-cat's face, before pulling away, his smile slowly fading. "But...What could possibly be bad about that?"
Brokensnap's face fell, and she looked away. "You won't get to meet them." She murmured, guilt and sorrow crossing her face. "We can't keep meeting anymore. Not like this. You've made it clear that you're not joining NettleClan, and I'm a medicine cat. Right now I'd rather make sure our kits have a home to stay in. Chasing you and begging you to stay would only hurt us both."
The tom got off of Brokensnap, taking a few steps back. Brokensnap rolled onto her side and lifted her head, looking at the speckled brown cat before her. 
"This...Is your last chance," She meowed, her voice firm yet gentle. "You can join NettleClan. We need new blood, anyway, and I'm sure you'll be accepted. We can stay together, and you can see your kits. Otherwise..." Brokensnap looked away, her tail twitching a couple of times. "You will have to leave. And never see me again."
The tension in the air was palpable as both cats went silent, staring at each other. Spiderstar looked up at Lightstar, who was staring forward with a hardened expression, as if he had seen this scene many times before.
The tom let out a sigh, before turning and slowly padding away. Brokensnap let out a confused, heartbroken mewl, as if she wasn't expecting the outcome.
"I'm sorry, Brokensnap, I really am." The tom stopped, turning to look back at her. "But you said it yourself, I made it clear. I will never allow myself to be tied down to a clan. I want freedom. This is the way things need to be." 
With that, he turned forward, dashing forward and vanishing into the shadows. Brokensnap sat there, stunned, before slowly lifting herself to her paws and padding away towards camp.
Spiderstar looked up at Lightstar. "That's awful!" He exclaimed.
"It is," Lightstar murmured, gesturing for Spiderstar to follow and walking away again. "Brokensnap was young. We were all shocked and mildly angered by her foolishness, but eventually we decided to let it go. To let her stay in the clan and raise her kits. Now..."
He pushed his way into the clearing of NettleClan's camp, and slipped into the nursery. Spiderstar followed. 
Brokensnap was now lying on the ground, a tired smile on her face as she looked down at a tiny brown bundle of fur. A white rosetted she-cat laid nearby, a black and white kit sleeping by her belly. 
"Oh, Brokensnap, that kit is beautiful!" The rosetted she-cat purred. She looked down at her own sleeping kit. "Badgerkit will be happy to have someone to play with...Though, he will be an apprentice soon..."
"Oh, Slatebird, that's fine!" Brokensnap chuckled, nudging her kit. "He's a tom...He's absolutely perfect, though...He was born without one of his legs."
The kit, a brown tom with darker speckles, shifted in his sleep and stretched his limbs, yawning. Spiderstar could see the stub of the missing limb on the kit's front leg. 
"Does he have a name?" Slatebird asked.
"Not yet!" Brokensnap shook her head. "I want to get a feel of his personality before I name him. I want it to be something truly special."
"I understand," Slatebird meowed, and the scenery faded. 
Spiderstar looked around, eyes widening as a new scene began to morph. The moon was high in the sky, a dim glow cast over NettleClan's camp. Rain poured from the ground, and the cats of NettleClan trudged through the rising waters, the flooding reaching their bellies as they stood before the HighStone and looked up at Lightstar, now living. He was still old, still frail, but his expression carried nothing but authority. Despite this, Spiderstar could see an oddly crazed look in his eyes. A look of desperation.
"Cats of NettleClan!" The tom called out, commanding attention. "As you all know, these rains have been persistent for moons, and now we are flooded! I have solid reason to believe that StarClan is angered with us, because we chose to ignore the medicine cat code's violation." His attention turned to Brokensnap, who was standing nearby, looking up at him with narrowed eyes. 
"Brokensnap." He sharply called, making the she-cat flinch.
"Yes...?" Brokensnap replied.
"Your actions, your kit...has caused this tragedy upon us! You must stop this horrid rain before we die!"
Brokensnap lowered her head. "What if we were meant to die?" She asked, earning gasps from the small gathering of cats.
"Medicine cats have had kits before, and StarClan never punished them!" Brokensnap insisted, raising her head again and looking around. "We may be being punished for trying to increase our numbers...Not for my violation of the code."
Lightstar's eyes narrowed, and he lashed his tail. "What are you implying?"
"I am implying that we need to die." 
More shocked gasps rippled through the clan, and Lightstar's fur bristled.
"Brokensnap, are you sure?" He asked. "Did you receive a sign of this? NettleClan has been around for moons! Why would StarClan want us to die out now?? Especially when there's only one other clan..."
Brokensnap hesitated, then nodded. "Yes, I'm sure." She said. "I've been having dreams. StarClan favors QuailClan. If we allow ourselves to die out, they will stop the rains and let every cat be at peace." She then padded away, slipping into the medicine den. Spiderstar saw her exit the den with her son, and run out of camp before anyone could see or stop her. 
Slatebird, who was sitting beside Badgerkit, wrapped her tail around her son protectively. "Lightstar, please, at least make my son an apprentice! It's the least you can do!"
"But he's too young. Five moons old is far too small to be made an apprentice." Lightstar insisted.
"I don't care! Please, my son should pass on as a warrior." Slatebird pleaded. "He's almost six moons old anyway! Please, do this for me."
"Very well. Badgerkit, step forward." Lightstar meowed.
Badgerkit waded forward, looking up at the leader with bright eyes. The rain water had reached his chest, causing his fur to cling to his frame.
"Do you promise to protect your clan, even with your life?" Lightstar asked, his voice shaky.
Badgerkit nodded. "Yep!"
Lightstar grimaced, then dipped his head. "Then I hope StarClan hears my blessing. NettleClan welcomes you as Badgerpaw, until you receive your...Your warrior name." He said.
Cheers and chants erupted from the small crowd, and Badgerpaw puffed out his chest. 
Brokensnap entered camp again, once again coming into the medicine den. Her son was gone. She came back out with a bundle of leaves, stepping in front of the gathered cats and looking at all of them.
"NettleClan cats, hear my words." She meowed, her voice muffled. "I have poppy seeds with me. This is an odd request but I must ask that you take them and fall asleep. When you wake up, you will be in StarClan's hunting grounds, where hunting is endless and pain is gone." 
Frightened murmurs could be heard, but the cats of NettleClan made their way forward, gathering around Brokensnap and taking their share of poppy seeds.
Spiderstar watched as Badgerpaw padded over to his mother, looking up at Slatebird with a purr.
"Mama, mama, look! I'm an apprentice!" He exclaimed. 
"I see, love." Slatebird sighed, touching her nose to Badgerpaw's forehead. A pained smile crossed her face as she looked at her son's joyful expression. "Now listen, Badgerpaw. We're going to take some medicine! You'll feel a bit funny, but...Afterwards we'll be happy. Come on."
As the two approached Brokensnap, the scene faded once more. Spiderstar looked up at Lightstar, eyes narrowed.
"What just happened!?" He demanded, and Lightstar slowly turned his head to the brown tabby.
"I wasn't myself. I was old." Lightstar murmured, expression mournful. "Don't you think I feel awful? My delusions caused the deaths of everyone, and I blamed someone else for it."
A new scene appeared before Spiderstar. The sun was shining through the trees, and the flooding had lowered. NettleClan's camp was destroyed, dens battered and broken. 
Spiderstar looked around, his heart sinking into his stomach. "Is this the aftermath? Where are the bodies?"
Lightstar nodded, expression stoic. "Yes. We were drowned. Fortunately nobody felt any pain, our bodies were swept away by the water, and we all woke up in StarClan when it was all over...Well, all of us except one."
A soggy lump of black and white fur pushed through one of the destroyed dens, and Badgerpaw poked his head out. He staggered to the center of the clearing, steps wobbly, and just stood there, looking around and shivering. Spiderstar's ears flattened as the tiny apprentice staggered out of camp, confused and dazed as he called for his mother.
"How did he survive?" He asked, glancing at Lightstar. 
Lightstar's whiskers twitched. "StarClan decided that he wasn't meant to die. I suppose they saw potential in him." He sighed, turning away. The scene of NettleClan faded for the last time, replaced by StarClan's territory once again. "But you know the truth now."
Spiderstar frowned. He now felt more confused than he did before. "Why did you show me that?"
"Because NettleClan is rebuilt now." Lightstar meowed in reply. "Now that Badgerstar, you, and even Hazelstar have formed a functioning clan again, it's only fair that you learned your history. I would've shown it to Hazelstar, but..."
"No. I know." Spiderstar interrupted him, lifting a paw. "Hazelstar doesn't need that information."
Lightstar nodded. "Correct. But now it's time for you to wake up. You have things to do."
"But I have so many questions!"
"Silence. More will come when you're ready." Lightstar's tail lashed, but he touched his nose to Spiderstar's forehead. The world around the leader began fading to black, and Spiderstar felt a strong drowsiness wash over him.
"Rest now, Spiderstar..." Lightstar's voice, gentle yet firm, echoed in the tom's head as he awoke. "Remember what you've seen. Remember the truth."
As Spiderstar woke up, still in the medicine den, he could feel his mind reeling with thoughts and questions. Careful not to put too much pressure on his broken limb, he began to think.
Was that just a dream? It was possible. He had been pretty groggy earlier, his injuries causing various states of consciousness. It made sense for him to have such a vivid dream.
But what if it wasn't a dream? Spiderstar laid his head between his front paws, the tip of his tail twitching. He was tired, and could feel himself drifting off to sleep again.
If it wasn't a dream, there was only one major question that flowed through his mind. 
If that was actually a vision, a story of NettleClan from so long ago...
Was any of it true? 
Spiderstar didn't know, and he was determined to find out.
End.
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sparkclangen · 8 months ago
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Massive art style change cuz I did some studies before this page and oo boy
turn brightness up for better quality!
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winterbuttons · 2 years ago
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Bayshine
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warriorcatsdesigns · 1 year ago
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Bayshine
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iknowthoughidontknow · 1 year ago
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Bayshine! As a vitiligo Bayshine truther, I included some of how his spotting progressed with no basis on how vitiligo works. Left is Baykit and right is Baypaw.
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warriors-but-cats-die · 2 years ago
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thunderclan — year twelve — greenleaf
ivystar dies. snowstar chooses stormcloud as his deputy.
shellfur becomes a warrior.
*breathes out*
aspenpaw, floodpaw, juniperpaw, silverpaw, and slugpaw are apprenticed to snowstar, leafshade, larksong, sparkpelt, and birchfall.
sorrelstripe and dewnose have two kits, baykit and myrtlekit.
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leafpoolstanblog · 5 months ago
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ThunderClan-R2-Y13-Allegiances
Leader: Snowstar (18 seasons). Short-furred blue mackerel tabby tom. (Apprentice - Nightpaw) Deputy: Leafshade (10 seasons). Short-furred brown mackerel tabby molly. (Apprentice - Flickerpaw) Seer: Dandelionstripe (12 seasons). Black molly with a white patch on the top of her head, and short glossy fur. Shellfur (7 seasons). Short-furred blue tom with green eyes and a white patch on his back.
Warriors Briarlight (26 seasons). Short-furred black molly. (Apprentice - Myrtlepaw) Emberfoot (19 seasons). Short-furred black tom. (Apprentice - Finchpaw) Ambermoon (17 seasons). Short-furred blue mackerel tabby molly. Hollytuft (15 seasons). Long-furred dilute caliby molly. Junipertail (12 seasons). Brown mackerel tabby tom with short, glossy fur. (Apprentice - Baypaw) Honeyfur (10 seasons). Short-furred blue molly with green eyes. Stemleaf (7 seasons). Sleek, short-furred brown mackerel tabby tom with hazel eyes and a torn ear. Plumstone (7 seasons). Sturdy, short-furred brown mackerel tabby molly with white paws and tail-tip. Spotfur (5 seasons). Blue mackerel tabby molly with short, thick fur and hazel eyes. Flywhisker (5 seasons). Long-furred blue molly. Snaptooth (5 seasons). Long-furred blue molly. Flipclaw (5 seasons). Short-furred brown mackerel tabby cat with orange eyes. Thriftear (5 seasons). Short-furred brown mackerel tabby molly with pale hazel eyes. Bristlefrost (5 seasons). Thick and long-furred blue mackerel tabby molly with hazel eyes, neat ears, and long whiskers.
Apprentices Baypaw (2 seasons). Long-furred blue mackerel tabby tom. (Mentor - Junipertail) Myrtlepaw (2 seasons). Long-furred blue-cream tortie molly. (Mentor - Briarlight) Nightpaw (2 seasons). Skinny, broad-shouldered cinnamon mackerel tabby tom with a white patch on his chest, bright flame-coloured orange eyes, long whiskers, and glossy, thick, long fur. (Mentor - Snowstar) Finchpaw (2 seasons). Long-furred black molly with a white patch on her chest and orange eyes. (Mentor - Emberfoot) Flickerpaw (2 seasons). Short-furred black tom with a white patch on his face. (Mentor - Leafshade)
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melnonny · 5 months ago
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she’s just a girl
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eeveekitti · 10 months ago
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video game guys
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trinitywc · 1 year ago
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some vintage™ designs i couldnt find on the blog 
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vlnnyz · 2 months ago
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it's been a while since i've posted about my character- baypaw! i gave his character a break for a while, but i've returned full force with it! i decided to post all of my recent drawings i've did of him, since the previous post about him did so well
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sparkclangen · 3 months ago
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Meanwhile...
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Poor buddy
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dog-leg · 1 year ago
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“I don’t know, Rookpaw,” the little tom murmured, “It just didn’t feel like a normal dream, it felt like the stars themselves reached out to tell me this.”
The tortoiseshell tom peered at his fellow apprentice curiously before responding in his cold tone, “Does your mentor know you’re this weird, Baypaw?”
The white and light brown feline’s ears fell and his friend walked off to continue plucking moss for the elder’s den, his heart tightened and he followed him, disappointed…
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of-course-its-gorse · 1 month ago
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I spent some time thinking of ways to adjust Thunderclan as of the middle of The Broken Code to thin out cats that have no relevance at all. Most of the bloat seems to come from the new litters of kits-turned-warriors that never developed a personality. So I cut them down.
Lionblaze and Cinderheart don't have their first litter of kits. Sorreltail and Hollytuft are cut, but Ferncloud is still Bristlefrost's father, so I'm making him Stormcloud's second brother (not the drowned one) who stays with the clan after Bramblestar's Storm. Ferncloud and his kits are rarely ever acknowledged as The Great Lionblaze's kin anyway, it makes getting with Ivypool less uncomfortable with the whole prophecy, makes him closer to her age, and makes more sense how she wouldn't want to get with anyone already in the clan
Then I combined Blossomfall and Lilyheart's litters. Lilyheart and Snowbush have Stemleaf, Larksong, and Plumbstone/Eaglewing/Shellfur (depending on which gets more relevance by the end of the arc). Blossomfall and Thornclaw did not need to have such a large late litter, and Lilyheart is weirdly relevant for a newer cat
Now since there's no Sorreltail, Cherryfall and Stormcloud are Baypaw and Murtlepaw's parents. Maybe new arc this will have more conflicts, but the apprentice's parentage really has not been talked about yet
Also since Whitewing and Birchfall barely get any mentions, I like to imagine they're already in the elder's den. Sure Whitewing is with her parents but it really drive home how old Bramblestar is since cats younger than him are already retiring, and Thunderclan deserves to have 6 elders again lol
That cuts the warriors down from 31 to 23 and doesn't take too much suspension of disbelieve from me, thank goodness
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mineashthetrash · 2 months ago
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i still think nighthearts story shouldve been addressing how fucked up Thunderclan is right now and how their firestar worship is getting the hell out of hand. How Firestar himself brought radical and strange new ideas but now in the series hes treated as a baseline conformist. Flamepaw's conversation with Baypaw at the beginning of River made me so hopeful for that; Flamepaw bringing an interesting but wild idea, getting immediately shut down and going 'uh uh uh, Firestar wouldn't like that' despite Firestar's EVERYTHING. How the clan has become bitter and mean and unfriendly, the opposite of the Thunderclan Firestar fought for and built, yet hes still treated as if thats what he wanted. Hes still the person they borderline worship, they just pretend Firestar wasn't Firestar. That he's a saint and believes whatever they want him to believe.
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oceanluvsships · 1 year ago
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some warrior cat ships/hcs!
tw: proship/profic/comship/agegap/incest/grooming (but cats not irl) for anyone whos sensitive to stuff like that! <3
ships:
dovewing x ivypool
• dovewing: she/fae lesbian alloaceflux
• ivypool: he/they/she mean lesbian (he/she/they pronouns lesbian)
mothwing x leafpool
• mothwing: she/her asexual lesbian
• leafpool: she/her polyamorous (secretly hypersexual) bisexual
violetshine x sleekwhisker
• violetshine: she/they omnisexual (pref for nonbinary identities and girls)
• sleekwhisker: they/them (maybe she) nonbinary faunic-daunic sapphic lesbian
bristlefrost x baypaw(shine)
• bristlefrost: she/they blueberry bisexual
• baypaw: she/her/him transfem mtf polyamorous lesbian (dating flamepaw/nightheart!!)
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