#Lakelily

[nikki-tine]

Brighteye, Lakelily, Winterwillow, Soulpaw (Soulblaze)

[fallenclan]

Hee joins the clan with her mother and brother when she is a kit. The wind whispered in his ears, the stars danced above him.

His apprenticeship comes, and he practically begs Sunwish to be apprenticed to her. She's mystified by Starclan, and her warrior ancestors. He wants to heal, to help. Sunwish happily accepts.

--

About five moons into her apprenticeship, she realizes she's not a tom. Which is weird, because she is a tom. She asks Sunwish.

"Silverpaw, if you want to be a girl you can be a girl. I'll tell the whole clan to start calling you a she," Sunwish says.

"Really?" Silverpaw asks. "I can just do that?"

"Sure you can," Sunwish says. "It's not like it's uncommon. The medicine cat in Shallowclan used to be a tom too."

"And she's a girl now?" Silverpaw inquires.

"Yes, and she's very good at what she does," Sunwish replies, her copper eyes glistening with pride.

And later that night, Silverpaw tells Applepaw. Applepaw probably gets it, because she's a gorl too.

"That's cool," Applepaw says. "Want some of this finch?"

"Oh, sure."

And then Maplepaw comes by, complains that Applepaw shared her finch with Silverpaw instead of him, and Applepaw corrects his usage of pronouns.

That's when Silverpaw knows the clan accepts her.

--

"Silverpaw!" Otterkit yells.

"I'm coming!" She bounds down the slope and skids to a stop in front of Otterkit, who looks close to tears. "Yes?"

"There's blood coming out of my paw!" He all but wails.

"Let me see it," Silverpaw says, lifting said paw with her own. She looks at it. "Otterkit, did you step on a thorn then try to pull it out without loosening it?"

Otterkit says nothing, just glances at Nettlestem, willing her to help him. He fails to notice that she is sleeping.

"Otterkit," she repeats.

"Maybe."

"I keep telling you not to do that!"

"Okay, but it was hurting! I can totally do it myself," he adds. Silverpaw narrows her eyes skeptically.

"Come here so I can put something on it," she says. Otterkit stands still. "Otterkit."

"Badger ride."

"I'm too little for badger rides," Silverpaw says. "You'll crush me."

"Badger ride."

Silverpaw obliges, and carries him away to the medicine den.

--

"Silverpaw, step forward," Sunwish instructs. Silverpaw steps in front of the pool of stalactite water. "Sleep in the cavern, and your ancestors will come to speak to you."

"Okay."

Sunwish exits the cavern. The Shallowclan medicine cat, Lakelily, follows her.

Silverpaw shuts her eyes, and wills sleep to take her. When she opens her eyes again, she is still in the glowcave, but there's another cat standing in front of her.

"Hello, Silverpaw," the cat greets. She has dark brown patches of fur, and she is tinged a pale blue.

"Hi," she says. "Where am I?"

"Starclan's glowcave," the cat says. "I'm here to give you your medicine cat name. Are you ready?"

Silverpaw nods. This was it!

"Silverpaw, you have trained hard under Sunwish's careful guidance, and you are ready to earn your medicine cat name," the cat says. "Now, by the powers invested in me, I grant you your name. Silverpaw, from this moment forward, you shall be known as Silverbelly."

The cave goes dark. The frame of the cat dims.

"It's tradition," the she-cat says. A line of blood trails from one rock to another. Then, her vision slips into darkness, and she wakes up.

"Silverpaw?" Sunwish calls. "Are you okay?"

"I'm good," Silverpaw says. "And it's Silverbelly, now."

"That's wonderful! Did Wildfang accept you?"

Silverpaw hums. "The pale cat with the dark brown splotches?"

"That's her," Sunwish confirms.

"Then yes."

Her mind flashes back to the vision. The blood trailed from one rock to another, and it suddenly stopped.

"Sunwish?"

"Yes?"

"I think I had a vision," Silverbelly says.

--

Nettlestem is the first cat she is unable to save.

A patrol found her bleeding. They brought her back to camp, explaining that she was attacked by a dog.

Silverbelly tries. Stars, she tries. She takes every herb she can think of, mixes poultices, mutters prayers as she works.

Nettlestem's already faint breathing stops.

"No, no," she whispers. "Nettlestem!"

Scorchstar stands and watches, her eyes hollow.

"Silverbelly?" Sunwish asks. "Everything okay?"

Scorchstar wheels around. "You! Where have you been?"

"Lakelily needed some herbs. I was giving them to her."

"Without asking me?" Scorchstar's eyes are angry.

"You always tell me no," Sunwish snaps. "All the catmint in her territory is shriveled already. She had a greencough outbreak and needed it."

"What if we have a greencough outbreak?" Scorchstar snaps. "What will we do then, Sunwish?"

"We have plenty of catmint!"

"She's dead," Silverbelly whispers.

"What?" Sunwish and Scorchstar turn back to her.

"You heard me. Nettlestem is dead. Help me prepare her for the vigil instead of bickering like kittens," she quietly says.

She can't forget the way Scorchstar angrily stared at Sunwish, like it were her fault Nettlestem died.

--

Scorchstar comes back to camp. "I lost a life."

"What?" Silverbelly blinks. "Huh?"

"I lost a life. Dog fight," Scorchstar says. "I killed it off though."

"Are you okay?" Silverbelly asks. Scorchstar is still leaking blood from several wounds. She probably got here for adrenaline alone. "Do you need me to get Sunwish? She's probably better at-"

"No," Scorchstar rasps. "You'll do fine. I trust you."

Silverbelly blinks, but fetches the oak leaves, spiderwebs, and marigold regardless.

--

Scarcely a week later, Sunwish is sporting a giant claw wound along her flank. It's still leaking blood, and Silverbelly almost screams when she sees it.

"Sunwish! What happened?"

"Raspberries just over the border," Sunwish gasps. "Brittlefoot said I could take some if I liked, so I went to collect some today and a patrol got me."

"But attacking medicine cats is against the code," Silverbelly gapes.

"I suppose they didn't realize it was me," Sunwish wrly says. "Maybe they were new to the clan."

Silverbelly desparately needs more horsetail and oak leaves. She'll have to take Applebranch out to get some soon.

--

"So, there should be some horsetail in this area. Would you rather stick together and look for it, or-"

"Stick together," Applebranch says. "I can't tell horsetail apart from reeds. I'll start plucking out worms thinking they're chervil roots."

Now that makes Silverbelly laugh.

--

Rum Tum Tugger told great stories.

That's what Silverbelly told everyone at his vigil. He was the one who showed her the stories of the stars and the whispers of the skies.

He was very good at assuring everyone that they were doing fine. Silverbelly specifically, he made sure to thank her for her poultices and such.

Most importantly, before he died it assured her that it was long coming. That it wasn't her fault.

--

Applebranch offers to take her on an evening walk. She is very much aware of Honeygleam and Maplethorn cheering her on, and Dawnshine gives her a pat on the back with his tail.

Applebranch radiates confidence. She's clever, and she holds the record for quickest tree climb.

Silverbelly sometimes feels as if she has yet to grow into her own skin.

"The stars are gorgeous," Applebranch murmurs. "But not as gorgeous as you."

"That was corny," Silverbelly laughs. Applebranch was very corny, but she was also funny and cute so it made up for that.

"Maybe," Applebranch says.

They continue their walk, under a starlit sky.

"So," Applebranch begins. "I like you. Like a lot."

"I like you too," Silverbelly says. She doesn't like Applebranch, she loves Applebranch, but she doesn't think Applebranch-

"No, as in like, I want you to be my mate. I totally get if that's not what you want," Applebranch backtracks. "Because, you know, you're really cool, and I really don't know if I-"

"That's something I want," she interrupts. "I want to be your mate."

"Cool. How many minutes until my dad tries to kill you?"

"Goldenflare wouldn't do that," Silverbelly says.

"He would," Applebranch definitively says. "Anyway, I hate Maplethorn and told him not to give you the shovel talk but he's going to do it as soon as we announce it."

"Dawnshine might genuinely be so caught up in being happy for me," Silverbelly begins. "That he might forget about the shovel talk."

--

"I'm expecting kits," Applebranch says. "Surprise?"

Silverbelly jumps up from her nest and almost bowls over Applebranch with how hard she nuzzles into her.

Goldenflare, who was watching the whole thing, looks like he's seen a ghost.

--

"Congrats, you're having more siblings," Toro suddenly says.

Silverbelly, as the calm person she is, promptly screams.

--

Sunwish advises her to go keep herself occupied while Applebranch kits.

"She'll be fine, right?" Goldenflare suddenly asks. "I don't-"

"She'll be fine, Goldenflare," Sunwish says. "Now get out so I can focus. You're hovering and it's going to drive me insane."

Goldenflare, hesitantly, backs out of the nursery, and bumps into her.

"Sorry," he immediately says. "Silverbelly, you're smart and also her mate. She'll be fine, right?"

"She'll do fine," Silverbelly says. Because, obviously, Goldenflare needed reassurance right now. Because he was terrified for some reason.

"This is how Morningbloom died," Goldenflare hoarsely says. "She died in kitting. I'm terrified. What if Applebranch dies the same way?"

"She won't," Silverbelly says. She's heard tales of Morningbloom, Goldenflare's first mate. Died young, before she and Dawnshine and Toro had joined the clan.

"What if she does?"

"Stop doing that." She turns back to Goldenflare, who still looks uneasy. "Statistically, what happened to Morningbloom was extremely unlikely. Queens have been kitting since before the clans existed. Sunwish knows what she's doing."

"I know," Goldenflare whispers. "The kids keep telling me that."

"Then listen to them," she says.

In the end, Applebranch is fine. She has two healthy kits, Flykit and Mudkit.

Goldenflare looks relieved. Like some invisible weight has been removed from his shoulders.

Silverbelly sleeps in the nursery that night, tucked into her mate and children.

--

The next moon, Toro has four kits. Her new siblings. Goosekit, Hailkit, Moonkit, and Stormkit.

"They're so little!" Flykit exclaims. "Momma, they're so tiny!"

"They grow," Applebranch patiently replies. Then, she glances at Silverbelly.

"You were that little once," Silverbelly purrs.

"No way!" Mudkit squeals. "We're way bigger."

"I reckon you were actually smaller than Stormkit is," Sunwish says.

"Nuh uh!" Flykit shouts. "Momma, we weren't ever that small, right?"

Applebranch snorts. "You absolutely were. You were the size of a baby mouse until you dried out."

Mudkit looks like she wants to cry at the revelation. Flykit is still in vehement denial.

This is her family.

--

Scorchstar is going to her for advice. It ranges from what to do about a clan's threats, to helping interpret visions and dreams.

Silverbelly feels important. But it never does stop the vision of the bloody rocks. It never does stop the feeling in her gut when Scorchstar stops speaking to Sunwish entirely.

--

She recieves a vision that same moon. The sun catches on fire, and the scorched earth goes dark.

--

Sunwish was murdered.

That's all she can explain when Oaktuft and Goldenflare discover her body, discarded near the border. Covered in scratches and bites and one final blow to the neck.

She prepares her mentor's body for the vigil. Covers her in rosemary and flowers and mint. Wormpaw brings her some pine needles, and she uses some of those even though they're not what she usually uses.

And as she lays the petals and the plants over her body, she swears she catches the faintest whiff of Scorchstar on her pelt.

-🍭 (to be continued. im not done with you yet, silverbelly.)

LOLLIPOP ANON HOLY FUCK???????? I LOVE THIS SO MUCH IM WEEPING.... silverbelly my sweet girl you've lived such a life. and the dream about blood on the rocks???? its stormsights blood isnt it ohhhh fuck. the last sentence took me out like a semi truck

[ghostblazewrites]

Melodies Of The Sky Intro

BASIC

genre: young adult, magical realism

status: working on 2nd draft, posting on wattpad

key themes: art, poetry, descriptive writing challenge, celestial symbolism, nature, mental health, sun & moon mythology, music, unlikely friendship, romanticizing life

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STORY

In the heart of an unassuming town, Lavender embarks on a personal journey of self-healing, only to find herself entangled in a myth that spans centuries and generations. Everything begins with an encounter with an enigmatic boy, setting in motion a celestial narrative that may connect to them more than they thought.

CHARACTERS

Lavender (she/her)

Lavender let out a sudden laugh. She was like a princess. She felt like one. Her kingdom was this never-ending field of mayflowers, and her crown was made with her own hands.

age: 15

Kind, unique, and a daydreamer, Lavender finds beauty and joy everywhere she goes. While not having many friends, she loves being around people and she adores deep connections. She’s very creative and expresses herself with art, music, and poetry.

quick facts

INFP

bad ukelele player, but is great at piano

has a gray tabby cat named willow!

morning bird, she loves waking up to the sunrise

favourite colour is blue

Eli (he/him

"You- you have to feel it. The story. You have to play with your soul and your body and your heart and your mind. You have to love each chord." He picked up his guitar. "You have to immerse yourself in a story and forget mistakes." 

age: 15

Quiet, gentle, and compassionate, Eli is a soft-spoken individual who has a talent for music and a passion for poetic words. He is dramatic like Lavender, always looking to make metaphors and poetry from mundane situations. While he seems aloof or shy on the outside, Eli quickly gets adventurous, excited and spontaneous about the things he cares the most about.

quick facts

INFJ

obsessed with the Lakelily myth of 'Eclipse'

has a dog named Luna

loves playing electric guitar

favourite colour is green

trans boy

night owl- loves midnight walks

AESTHETIC

moodboard

FACTS

☾𖤓 i started this book in may 2023, the absolute low of my mental health- it was supposed to be a quick descriptive writing prompt exercise to get my mind off of things...and quickly became this beautiful story.

☾𖤓 music is a huge part of mots- every chapter has a lyric :D

☾𖤓 the plot is pretty vague, i'll probably go into detail about it more in another post but the mystery is why it's so fun!

☾𖤓 third person, in lavender's pov (except for the prologue)

☾𖤓 the story is set in Lakelily, Ontario (no, i'm not just making every story set in canada whattt)

LINKS

pinboard

spotify playlist

wattpad

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hope you enjoyed, if anyone reads this lol!! i'm so happy and proud of melodies of the sky and hope to post the 2nd draft to wattpad more often. if you want to hear more, please tell me idk whether i'm shouting to the void anymore

[warriors-fallen]

ALLEGIANCES

Allegiances 

DeerClan

Leader: Boundstar- Grey tabby tom 

Deputies: Doebranch- Pale brown she-cat with white paws Fernshine- Brown tom with white lower body 

Medicine Cat: Sunberry- Golden tabby tom with stunning pink rimmed eyes

WARRIORS

Fawnyarrow- Dappled brown she-cat with dark tabby stripes pointing in the same direction 

Grasspod- Dark brown tabby she-cat

Leafwhisper- Golden-brown tom with white splotches 

Auburnbush- Dark ginger tom

Bramblewind- White tom with brown and cream sections

Russetcloud- Russet she-cat with fluffy fur and a white tail

Flashpelt- Black tom with a silver back

Redfern- Russet tabby tom

Gleamfur- Silver tabby tom with exceptionally sleek fur

Brackenstep- Dark brown tabby and white tom with dainty paws

Blackwhisker- Lithe black she-cat

Milkbreeze- Cream she-cat with thick fur

[Apprentice: Quailpaw]

Stormbristle- Dark grey tabby tom with white paws and spiked fur

Thrushwing- Brown she-cat with dark brown speckles and white patches along her back

Mapleface- White she-cat with an orange face, tail, and paws

APPRENTICES

Quailpaw- White and brown dappled she-cat

QUEENS

Yewfur- Cream tabby she-cat

[Mother to: Frolickit and Meadowkit]

Weblight- Pale grey she-cat

[Mother to: Flowerkit, Mosskit, Brackenkit, and Yawnkit]

KITS

Frolickit- Cream she-cat with a grey underbelly

Meadowkit- Silver tabby tom

Flowerkit- Pale grey she-cat

Mosskit- Black tom 

Brackenkit- Grey-brown tabby tom

Yawnkit- Black and grey she-cat

ELDERS

Cloudtuft- White, fluffy tom

Robinsong- Brown she-cat with dark ginger belly and chest

Puddlesplash- Dark grey tom with a darker grey lower half

Raystripe- Golden tabby and white she-cat

CascadeClan

Leader: Fallstar- Blue-grey tabby tom

Deputy: Spraywhisker- White she-cat with blue tinted whiskers

[Mother to: Whisperkit]

Medicine Cat: Rockleap- Grey tabby tom with black legs

WARRIORS

[WATER DWELLERS]

Troutstream- Brown and white tabby tom

Creekdapple- Deep grey she-cat

[Apprentice: Waterpaw]

Mosspelt- Black tom with thick fur

[Apprentice: Frostpaw]

Splashfur- Brown tabby she-cat

Dappleheart- Tortoiseshell she-cat with cream patches

Iceswoop- White tom with striking blue eyes; deaf

[Apprentice: Reedpaw]

Bubblebrook- Blue-grey she-cat with a darker nose and haunches

Rainshade- Grey she-cat with black stripes

Lakelily- Brown tabby and white she-cat

[Apprentice: Hailpaw]

Wadefoot- Black and white tom with fluffy paws

WARRIORS

[HILL DWELLERS]

Breezeheart- Dilute tortoiseshell tom

Berrybird- Ginger tabby she-cat

Seedclaw- Grey tabby tom

Briarpelt- Brown tom

Twigtail- Brown and white tom

[Apprentice: Stormpaw]

Acornfall- Ginger and white tabby tom

Snowpool- Willow-grey she-cat 

Dewspot- Pale grey she-cat with darker grey spots along her flanks

APPRENTICES

Waterpaw- Blue-grey she-cat

Frostpaw- White she-cat 

Reedpaw- Black tabby tom

Stormpaw- Dark grey tabby tom

Hailpaw- Blue-grey tom with one white hind leg

QUEENS

Gorsestalk- Bracken-brown tabby she-cat

[Mother to: Fishkit]

KITS

Fishkit- Silver tabby tom

Whisperkit- Silver she-cat with white flecks

ELDERS

Thornscar- Brown tabby tom with long scar across face; blind

Turtlebelly- White she-cat with brown belly

Heronfeather- Sleek pale brown tom

Minnowscale- Silver she-cat with glossy fur

PathClan

Leader: Waspstar- Black she-cat with wispy white markings 

Deputy: Tornflank- Pale brown tom with dark tabby stripes and thin fur

Medicine Cat: Loudrock- Pale grey tabby tom [Apprentices: Dustpaw- Dark brown tom with lighter brown flecks and Rumblepaw- Tortoiseshell and white she-cat]

WARRIORS

Echoflight- Ginger she-cat with darker ginger flanks

[Apprentice: Bandit]

Flintpatch- Black tom

Boulderfang- Grey tabby and white she-cat

Stonemist- Pale grey she-cat

[Apprentice: Roarpaw]

Sheendawn- White she-cat

Silvercloud- Silver and white she-cat

Logblaze- Dark brown tabby tom with white flecks

[Apprentice: Mimi]

Jaggedwing- Dark grey tom with scars littering his back

Beetlebeam- Dark ginger tom with a darker ginger back 

[Apprentice: Raccoon]

Hazegaze- Pale grey she-cat with a striped tail and one blind eye 

Firebreeze- White tom with orange tabby patches

Windwhistle- White she-cat

Sneezenose- Dark golden tabby tom

APPRENTICES

Roarpaw- Ginger tabby tom

Raccoon- Dark grey tom with a black face and tail

Bandit- Black tom

Mimi- Short, dilute tortoiseshell she-cat 

QUEENS

Mumblethroat- Black and ginger she-cat

[Mother to: Strikekit and Wheezekit]

KITS

Strikekit- Black and white tom 

Wheezekit- Tortoiseshell she-cat with a white underbelly and paws

ELDERS

Ashmask- Pale grey she-cat with a darker grey face

Dartleap- Golden tabby she-cat

Tanglepath- Cream-brown tom

Clawleaf- Blackish grey tom

Smokepelt- Dark grey tom with pale grey wisps like smoke

BranchClan

Leader: Birchstar- Pale brown tabby tom

Deputy: Ospreyflash- Mottled black and white tom [Apprentice: Yewlight- Russet she-cat with bright green eyes]

Medicine Cat: Berryleap- Cream she-cat with brown points

WARRIORS

Alderpoppy- Pointed cream tom

Oakshade- Brown tabby tom

Brambleheart- Light brown tabby she-cat with dark brown chest 

Thicketcreek- Grey tom with darker grey stripes along his back and tail

Willowtail- White she-cat 

[Apprentice: Grovepaw]

Leafstripe- Brown she-cat with dark, swirling stripes

Vinefeather- Dilute tortoiseshell tom

[Apprentice: Volepaw]

Featherbranch- Pale, dusty brown tom with a thin tail

[Apprentice: Blossompaw]

Squirrelleap- Pale brown tabby she-cat

Spottedflank- Ginger tom with darker spots littering his flanks

Morningpetal- Pale grey and white she-cat

APPRENTICES

Grovepaw- Dark grey and white tom

Volepaw- Grey tabby cat

Blossompaw- Small, dainty, brown she-cat with white legs

QUEENS

  Cherrymoon- Russet she-cat with darker “ring” like patterns

[Mother to: Padkit, Moldkit, Mousekit, Dapplekit, and Moonkit]

  Birchstripe- White she-cat with darker stripes wrapping around her body (Expecting)

KITS

  Padkit- Tortoiseshell she-cat 

Moldkit- Black tom

Mousekit- Grey she-cat

Dapplekit- Russet she-cat with faint ring like patterns and black and white freckles on her face 

Moonkit- Black tom with russet tabby dapples and a white splotch on his chest

ELDERS

Sparrowthroat- Brown tabby tom

Kestrelspeckle- Grey and brown tom with white speckles

Wrenwing- Pale brown tabby and white she-cat

Paleshine- Pale ginger she-cat with a white face and darker ginger spots on her flanks

BurrowClan

Leader: Tunnelstar- Speckled brown tom with white tail 

Deputy: Mudrunner- Dark brown tom

Medicine Cats: Clayclaw- Grey tom with dark grey paws and undercoat 

Burrowpelt- Brown tabby tom

WARRIORS

[BURROWERS]

Darkfrost- Black tom with white ears

Digspeckle- Black tom with white face and white speckles

Sandburr- Sandy-brown she-cat with rough fur 

Dustsneeze- Brown tabby she-cat with a dust sensitive nose

WARRIORS

[BURROW HUNTERS]

Poolfang- Black she-cat 

Rockpatch- Grey tabby tom

[Apprentice: Peatpaw]

Hollowcry- Tortoiseshell she-cat 

Roottail- Cream she-cat with a brown tail and face

Swiftstreak- Cream tom with darker cream stripes and a brown face

WARRIORS

[BURROW SUPPORTERS]

Earthheart- Dark brown and white she-cat 

Lighteye- White and black speckled she-cat; blind

Lizardweb- Sand colored tom with white, interconnecting stripes

Spidernose- Black tom with red nose 

APPRENTICES

Peatpaw- Brown tom with darker brown spots

QUEENS

Ravenhaze- Black and brown she-cat 

[Mother to: Crykit, Sweetkit, and Dawnkit]

Wildrunner- White she-cat splotched with grey and an especially mud stained coat (Expecting)

Rabbitear- Pale grey tabby she-cat with a folded ear

[Mother to: Foxkit and Quickkit]

Warrenstalk- Golden brown tabby she-cat 

[Mother to: Nightkit]

KITS

Crykit- Black she-cat, noisy 

Sweetkit- Brown tabby she-cat

Dawnkit- Dark grey she-cat with a paler undercoat

Foxkit- Brown tabby she-cat with ginger points

Quickkit- Pale grey tom

Nightkit- Black she-cat with a kinked tail

ELDERS

Badgerclaw- Black tom with a white nose and back stripe

Gravelheave- Dark grey tom with a white tail-tip

Siltdrop- Silver tabby she-cat with a dark grey chest

ShadeClan

Leader: Lichenstar- Golden brown tom with a darker underbelly and patches on his legs

Deputy: Spottedjaw- White tom with ginger speckled jaw

Medicine Cat: Marshstem- Black she-cat with grey dapples of varying shades 

WARRIORS

Fernshrew- Small brown tabby she-cat

[Apprentice: Shadowpaw]

Sharpstep- Dark ginger tom

Vixenrook- Thick furred, bulky dark ginger she-cat

Thornpetal- Dark brown tabby tom with white splotches 

Fleetpelt- Black tabby tom

[Apprentice: Swamppaw]

Stumpybramble- Golden tabby tom

[Apprentice: Pricklepaw]

Pinefall- Golden she-cat with darker speckles, ginger stripes

Needlewish- Dark grey she-cat 

Mudfern- Brown tom

Tawnydapple- Ginger speckled grey she-cat 

Thundercrackle- Dark grey she-cat with a striped flank

Frogpounce- Light brown tabby tom with white legs

Bogreed- Black she-cat with a brown tail

APPRENTICES

Shadowpaw- Dark grey tabby she-cat

Swamppaw- Ginger tom

Pricklepaw- White she-cat with spiked up fur

ELDERS

Suncloud- Ginger tabby and white tom

Sootshade- Dark grey and tabby black tom

Pebblefrond- Silver tabby she-cat

CATS OUTSIDE THE CLANS

Agaria- Ginger tabby she-cat with a white chest, paws, and eye splotch 

Star- Black and white she-cat with ginger spots

Rain- Black cat with white tail and one white paw

Sweetie- Fluffy brown tabby she-cat with a blue collar

Aster- Sandy colored tom with a striped tail

Lorain- Black she-cat with a white belly and tail

Duke- Dark ginger tabby cat

Veevee- Tortoiseshell she-cat with a pink, sparkly collar

[nrcbookclub]

She had a boyfriend, but not married. The boyfriend broke up with her immediately though, and i think hes moving out of town too! Not entirely sure about that last bit though. Their mom took Ms. Lakelily’s side, but their dad and grandparents are on Mrs. Tiber’s side

I feel bad for her too.. im gonna make her some cinnamon rolls, she loves them. And her kids like strawberry shortcake, so im gonna bring some of that over too.. my brother is gonna make the kids some toys too, and Mrs. Tiber a new knife block.

vern do u have anything for pain i slammed my new cat tail in a door a few days ago and it hasnt stopped hurting since :(

-Trystia, @nrcbookclub

St Ssstsu!! Shshu ss shshstsss sshhhu sshsss!

Ssss... sh Shhshu sshhst sshhs sh shshhu sstsss

(Hi Tryst!! You might've broken it, I can look it over for you!

Right... we gave Vern time off before he goes home)

[britttheillest]

Looking forward to a summer of outdoor hangs with my favorite goon. #adventuresofbrittandbo #alwayssearching #notcleveland #estespark #lakelily #couplesaregross (at Lilly Ridge Trail)

[zaraimari-blog]

You a flower child, beautiful child, I’m in your zone.

Zarai Mari Photography

[iluvwinterpark]

Met wee Ruby Tuesday over the weekend around Lake Lily during Art Under the Stars. 🌠 Is anyone surprised a French Bulldog would be an Art LUVer❓ 🖼 Ooo la la, mais non❕ 🐶 D 'accord❕ 😊 . . . #ILUVWinterPark #artunderthestars #ArtUnderTheStars2017 #lakelily #mymaitland #itsmymaitland #maitlandfl #frenchiesofig #frenchbulldog #instafrenchie #winterparkfl #orlando #OrlandoIsWonderful (at Art Under the Stars, The Maitland Rotary Art Festival)

[littlewredwritinghood]

#lakelily and #teapotlake #summeradventures

[amysharo]

The OTHER season has arrived. From green to golden. #WinterInFlorida #FloridaLife #Maitland #LakeLily #LakeLilyPark #Photography #Bridge (at Lake Lily)

[floridatumbler]

A much needed family date night at #ArtUnderTheStars #LakeLily #lakelilypark #sterlingcas (at Lake Lily Park)

[luna-estella]

My first ever public student art show, yay!! #maitlandartfestival #lakelily #artteacher #kidsart #soproud #paris (at Lake Lily)

[fallenclan]

// death is a pretty big theme in this fic, so yeah.

// part 2 of my first silverbelly fic and i would super appreciate if u could link the first one because i can't for some reason LOLL

"Here," Silverbelly says, holding out a few blue berries on her paw. "There were extra."

"What do I do with them?" Flypaw stares at her, round eyes wide.

"I don't mind," she replies. Then, she walks off to go congratulate Wormshade.

The next day, she wakes up, checks on her kids, and Flypaw has the berries tucked right behind his ear. She has no doubts that Mudpaw was the one who helped him put it there.

She goes about her day as normal. Rearranges her herbs, shares a rabbit with Applebranch and Maplethorn (who is exhausted of constantly third wheeling them), and shows Stormkit the herbs.

She cleared out Sunwish's nest the day after her vigil. Cleared out the scatteredly organized herbs, and tried not to stare at Scorchstar too much.

Scorchstar didn't share tongues with Sunwish before her death, and she didn't bring her body back to camp. It's not like they were close in the way Honeygleam and Dawnshine were, where their scents tended to rub off on eachother. In fact, she's fairly sure that she's only seen Scorchstar and Sunwish speaking a total of seven times in as many moons.

Scorchstar being in her pelt made no sense.

It was a mystery in the same way that Ivyleaf and Otterslip look uncannily alike. Neither of them ever addressed this, but it was obvious they were somehow related to eachother.

She recalls the vision, of the line of blood trailing from one rock to the next. The glinting of amber eyes and blood trapped between claws.

--

She's digging through the snow, desparate. Damp leaves stick on her paws.

"Where is he?" Wormshade wails.

"We'll find him," Honeygleam says. "He can't have gone far."

Avalanches were one of the dangers lying in wait. With the changing seasons came fluctuating warmth, resulting in the toppling snow and rock that came hurtling down the mountain moments ago.

She stares at where Goldenflare is attempting to comfort a shocked patrol. Curly and Oaktuft look shellshocked, eyes blown wide.

"What's going on?"

"The avalanche- it-" Curly's breath hitches. "We got lucky. We- we're fine. But- stars, Nick."

Wormshade stares at her. "What happened to him?"

"Oh, Wormshade," Curly breathes. "He got trapped. The snow caught him before we could get him out of the way."

Oaktuft and Curly lead the four to a ledge, where there is a pile of snow and one snow covered, gray limb sticking out of the pile. Wormshade stops breathing next to her.

--

Scarcely a week later, tragedy strikes again. They're still trying to go back to normal, and then Scorchstar doesn't return from her walks.

Goldenflare turns to her. "She's been so distant lately. I don't know where she is or what she might be doing."

"Send a patrol out to find her," Silverbelly says. "I have to meet Lakelily at the border, we're trading some juniper for thyme. I'll keep a look out for her there."

"Thank you," Goldenflare says.

And when she returns, a small group of cats are huddled around a bloodied brown body in the clearing, and Silverbelly knows what's just happened.

--

"Are you ready?" She asks.

Goldenflare stiffly nods. His tail nervously lashes from the sides.

"You'll do fine," she says.

"I'm not ready," he whispers. "I keep getting cats hurt."

"Is this about Morningbloom?"

He falls silent, and she has her answer.

"I couldn't protect Nettlestem, or Sunwish, or Scorchstar. I couldn't even protect my mate. How am I meant to protect a whole clan's worth of cats?"

"None of those events were your fault," Silverbelly briskly says. "You know exactly how they all died. Nettlestem was ambushed by a rogue on a peaceful walk. Sunwish was murdered. Scorchstar was mauled by dogs. Stop blaming yourself for things that are out of your control."

He stares at her. "When did you get so smart?"

"I think parenthood had something to do with it," she snorts. "Dip your muzzle in the water and sleep will come. You'll wake up in Silverpelt."

"How do I know they'll accept me?"

"You won't."

--

Morningbloom is the first. (Stars, make him a mess for the rest of the ceremony, why don't you?)

"With this life, I give you sympathy," Morningbloom chokes out. Her eyes are round with longing and grief. "Use it to understand, from the strongest warrior to the youngest kit to the oldest elder."

Goldenflare stares at her, eyes glossy with unshed tears.

"It's not your fault," she whispers. "It's never been your fault."

Silverbelly feels like she's intruding on such a moment.

She steps back into the crowd, and Goldenflare takes one step after her then stops, staring at the star speckled ground. His eyes clench shut as the next cat walks to him.

Other cats walk up to him. Nettlestem, Wildfang, Nick. Tawnyash and Rum Tum Tugger are a surprising addition. Breezeshadow approaches, her starlit eyes as kind as ever.

Finally, Scorchstar steps forward. "I've had many regrets in my leadership. Making you my deputy was not one of them."

Goldenflare stares at her, murmurs something Silverbelly can't quite make out. Scorchstar nods once, a tiny movement she would have missed if she wasn't looking closely.

"With this life, I give you leadership during the darkest times. Persist, even when tragedy strikes. Never falter, never give up. You have a duty to these cats."

Goldenstar jolts as her muzzle rests on his head.

"Your old life is no more," Scorchstar says. "It's your duty to guard Fallenclan, now. Use your new power wisely."

Morningbloom breaks the careful silence with a yowl. "Goldenstar! Goldenstar!"

The rest of the star speckled cats chime in, and Silverbelly awakes in the glow cave.

--

"Silverbelly?"

She turns at the noise. Stormkit is staring at her, with his giant copper eyes.

"Yes?" She sets down her pile of poppy seeds on a leaf. "Can I help you?"

"I don't wanna be a warrior. Is that bad?"

She's taken aback by his wavering tone. "No, honey, of course not."

"It's just that-" he stiffly stops in the middle of his sentence. "Hailkit and Goosekit and Moonkit all wannna be warriors but I like plants and fixing scrapes and cuts. I like learning about the cool stuff you do. I don't wanna hurt cats, I want to help them!"

She listens sympathetically. She had her own doubts at his age. All anyone her age talked about were fighting moves or catching cool birds, and she just liked the clovers that grew in the leader's den.

"You could be my apprentice," she says. "I could teach you everything I know about herbs and plants and the stars."

"Really?" Stormkit's eyes grow round.

"Really," she purrs. "You'd be great at it, you're already such a big help."

Privately, there's another reason she goes to Goldenstar and tells him she's chosen Stormkit to be her first apprentice.

--

Since Stormpaw has become her apprentice, the brief flashes of the future that the stars bless her with have become more vivid. More real.

She wants to think it's a good thing, that she's becoming more in tune with her ancestors and the mystifying words they give her. In reality, she feels like she's hardly sleeping.

When she wakes up, there is moss scattered over her den. Her first instinct is to find Stormpaw, and he's one nest over, nestled under the rock that she puts lungwort on.

He's taken to his apprenticeship like eagles to the sky. He loves the herbs, the smells don't bother him, and Toro frequently has to groom leaves out of his pelt. He retains everything she tells him, and always makes sure the herbs are organized in just the way she likes them.

One day, this den will be his. He can organize the herbs however he'd like, and he can sleep under the lichen instead of under a mossy rock.

She tucks her head over her paws and drifts back to sleep.

--

"This is Holly," Ivyleaf says. "Her twoleg was so awful to her, and she's had a bad fright. She's flinchy, and doesn't react well to sudden noise."

Silverbelly nods. "Alright. Stormpaw, I have a job for you."

Stormpaw perks up, a little piece of mallow tumbling from his fur. "Yeah?"

"Go tell your siblings to play quietly. Holly's new and the loud noise scares her."

Stormpaw dutifully nods. "Do you want me to bring her thyme?"

"If you'd like," Silverbelly says. "Just not too much."

Stormpaw scoops up a stalk of thyme and scrambles away.

"He's so gentle," Ivyleaf muses. "You chose your apprentice well."

"I would hope so," Silverbelly laughs. "I can't quite have a reckless medicine cat. Could you imagine Flypaw in here?"

Ivyleaf shivers. "No thank you. Thanks, Silverbelly."

Silverbelly watches her leave.

--

"This is Moxie," Hailpaw proclaims. "Moxie, this is Oaktuft. She used to be a house cat but now she's a warrior and she's way better at running than you are."

Oaktuft scoffs. "Yeah, we'll see. Race me later?"

Moxie hums. "Sure."

(Moxie, without doubt, kicks his ass. Silverbelly watches as Oaktuft gracelessly falls in love with Moxie from that alone.)

--

"And, that should do it," Stormpaw says. "Tell me or Silverbelly if it starts feeling hot. We'll change out the poultice twice a day, at sunrise then sunset. Okay?"

Celia blinks at him. "Uh, okay."

Stormpaw, unfortunately, has a habit of speaking too fast for anyone to catch up with. And tends to run into tangents about this plant or the other.

When he runs off to go check on Robinkit, Silverbelly turns back to Celia. "Sorry about him. He gets excited."

"No, it's fine," he laughs. "Finch used to be like that too. Runs off into tangents about this interesting berry she found, or a shiny rock from a garden. I heard the important parts. Tell you if it's hot, change it twice a day."

"Bingo," she says.

--

"Lichenstripe, meet Silverbelly. Silverbelly, meet Lichenstripe."

"I remember you," Silverbelly says, to the apparent shock of Oaktuft. "You're the medicine cat of Shallowclan. Is everything alright?"

"Eh," Lichenstripe hums. "Long story short, I'm out of a home and I'm staying here now. If that's okay with you," he hastily adds.

"Yeah, sure," she hums. "Make yourself comfortable."

(Later, she learns that Lichenstripe had a vision of one of the newly born kits, Violetkit. She doesn't ask much about it, but it's clear from the twitching of his tail and the way his claws anxiously work at the moss of his nest that it wasn't a very good one.)

--

"Feels good," Celia hums. "Anyway, you're smart, Silverbelly. What are the chances Goldenstar would agree to a one on one patrol with me?"

Silverbelly gawks. Stormpaw gracelessly trips over a rock. Holly snorts.

"Um," she says. "Next to nothing."

"That's still something!" Celia turns from the den and struts into the clearing. He makes a beeline for Goldenstar, and Silverbelly watches in shock as he walks out of camp with him.

"I give up," she quietly says. "You see that, Stormpaw? Don't do that. If you ever decide you want a mate, don't do what Celia just did."

"But it worked?"

--

Silverbelly casually observes Oaktuft's crush.

Applebranch and Honeygleam are suffocating from laughter next to her. Dawnshine is trying, and failing, to not snort.

"He's hopeless," Maplethorn mutters. "Give up while you can, Oaktuft. She's too good for you."

--

Silverbelly has taken Stormpaw out collecting herbs.

"Did you find those daisies yet?" Silverbelly calls.

"Yeah, they're right over here," Stormpaw replies. And then, he goes shudderingly still.

Smells of the stars waft over Silverbelly, but she doesn't interrupt Stormpaw. He could be recieving an important vision.

She carefully plucks away the daisies, and he seems to bounce back.

"Woah," he says. "Is this what getting high on catmint feels like?"

"Not really," Silverbelly winces. Why did she just tell her apprentice that she knew what getting high on catmint felt like.

"It was weird. It was like I was falling."

--

"Mudsplash! Flyspots!"

Flyspots rushes down to them. Mudsplash is close behind, but she stumbles and her brother pulls ahead.

"Oh, you're warriors, I'm so proud," she whispers, and makes the selective choice to embarass her kits. She dives forward to lick Flyspots' head, and he topples backwards.

"Mom, mom please!"

"Resistance is futile," Applebranch snorts. "Great job, kid."

"I'm not a kid anymore," Flyspots declares. "I'm a warrior."

"You'll always be a kid to me," Applebranch laughs.

"Yeah, because you're old," Mudsplash quips.

Silverbelly jolts, and moves to stand next to Applebranch, who is mock sniffling. "How could you?"

Flyspots looks at them, eyes wide. "No, mama, I didn't mean it. You're not old."

"Yeah, great job, Flyspots," Mudsplash mockingly scowls. "You made her cry."

"You're not old, mama, I swear."

"Swear on a moon of dawn patrols?" Applebranch slyly peeks up.

"On a moon of dawn patrols, you're not old," he says. Then he pauses, seemingly realizing what he's just said. "Fuck."

--

"I'm expecting, again," Applebranch says. Then she blinks. "Lichenstripe said so, at least."

Stormpaw, who was watching, promptly squeals. "Silverbelly! Silverbelly! Can I help?"

"I don't see why not," she hums. "Lichenstripe will probably deliver the kits, since my nerves got so bad last time. Sunwish had to physically send me out of the den."

"You can be my personal assistant," Applebranch says. "You can shove raspberries and borage down my throat, like this one did last time." She places a paw on Silverbelly's shoulder

She sighs. "I do it to all the queens."

"Mostly me," Applebranch replies.

(When Applebranch tells Flyspots the news, he screams into his nest, and then turns around like nothing just happened and says, "That's great mom!")

--

"Ivyleaf's gone," Oaktuft mumbles.

"What?" Otterslip stares. "She can't be gone. She's not gone."

"There was an eagle," Moxie tries. "Nothing could have been done."

Otterslip falls silent, then whips around and runs off. Silverbelly feels a pang of pity in her heart.

So maybe that's why she doesn't stop him, when they finally find her body and bring it back to camp. Maybe that's why she doesn't stop him as he sobs over her body, even though she really needs to prepare it for burial.

--

Moxie and Oaktuft are mates. Dawnshine begrudgingly takes his moon of dawn patrols and complains to Robinpaw, who complains to Stormpaw, who complains to her. And that's how she finds out.

"Maybe he shouldn't place bets he can't win," Stormpaw thoughtfully says.

"He's never been a good better," Silverbelly snorts. "Maybe this one will finally teach him his lesson."

--

"Thanks, Lichenstripe, I really appreciate it," she says. "Send a patrol for us if we're needed."

Lichenstripe nods, and waves them off. He's not coming for two reasons. One, because Shallowclan would probably get pissed if they knew he was still with the clans, and two, there was something Silverbelly wanted to do tonight.

She meets up with Lakelily, who smiles and asks how she's been. Then, they intersect with Sandcrash and Pearlnose, and finally bump into Sunpetal and Stonepaw, who falls into easy conversation with Stormpaw, like they always do.

"So," Sunpetal glances towards their chatting apprentices. "Stormpaw's getting his name today, right?"

Silverbelly nods. "I'm not sure what I'll name him quite yet. Perhaps Sunwish will offer her guidance?"

Sunpetal hums. "Maybe."

Sunpetal was young. 36 moons, and was already the senior medicine cat of her clan.

"We're having a bit of trouble in the clan," she says. "Thornstar is extremely ill and Snowviper is no better. I fear we'll be leaderless in a moon."

"So, you want Dancingfrost to give you some guidance?" Sandcrash asks. "Thornstar's been sick for moons, hasn't he?"

Sunpetal blearily nods. "Snowviper was fine before, but it came out of nowhere and it hit her hard. She can hardly get out of her nest. Her mate died last evening, that hasn't been helping."

"I'm sorry," Pearlnose says. "I lost an elder to greencough last week. She was old, but it didn't hurt any less."

Sandcrash nods. "I lost Billowkit to kittencough."

The patrol murmurs their apologies.

"How's the rest of the litter?" Pearlnose asks.

"They're alright," Sandcrash murmurs. "Firekit and Poppykit were too young to understand. Swansplash was really upset, but she knew nothing could be done."

Sandcrash had a mate and kits. Not every medicine cat took a mate, but he did. Swansplash was lovely, a long furred molly with bright purple eyes. Pearlnose also had a mate, a cat named Rosebriar. Despite her name, she was widely known as the best fighter in the clans.

Lakelily was 72 moons, but it didn't look like he'd ever take a mate. Sunpetal had offhandedly mentioned a cat named Autumn.

"And Sunpetal," Pearlnose says. "Thornstar is old. He's been leader since before most of us were born. It's probably his time."

"But Snowviper..." Sunpetal trails off. "She's getting worse by the day. I'm afraid she'll be gone soon."

Silverbelly hums. "Wasn't there a situation like that in ArchClan before?"

Sandcrash hums. "Yes, I think so. Starclan sent Whisperingleaf a sign that time, I'd have to ask him."

Before Silverbelly knows it, they're at the mouth of the cave. Stonepaw and Stormpaw's chatter abruptly stops.

"Stormpaw," she calls. "Step forward."

Stormpaw's copper eyes shine bright.

"Dip your nose in the water, and Starclan will call you," she instructs. She glances back at Lakelily to make sure she's doing this right, and he nods.

She settles down, and drifts awake, into a starry hill. Her breath leaves her when she sees Sunwish standing before her.

"Welcome, Stormpaw," she kindly says. "Silverbelly's trained you well."

She sees Wildfang and Breezeshadow standing, watching closely but not interfering.

"I do wish I could have met you," Sunwish sighs. "Maybe in another life. Now, step forward."

Stormpaw carefully steps forward.

"Stormpaw, do you promise to heal and protect your clan?"

"I do," he says. "I promise."

"Then, by the power vested in me, I name you Stormsight. We honor your vigilance and enthusiasm."

Sunwish steps away, and Silverbelly shouts, "Stormsight!"

The other medicine cats join her. Stormsight stares at her, grinning brightly, and Silverbelly grins back.

Stormsight suddenly stops. The sky, previously alight with stars, goes black.

The other medicine cats are deathly still. Stormsight himself isn't moving. Like time has stopped.

Silverbelly looks around herself, shaking as she peers into the pool of water.

A rock drops into it, knocking some water away from the rocks and onto the shore. It shines red as it lands on her paws.

She looks behind her, willing someone who is better at this to help her. Lakelily, Sandcrash, Pearlnose?

They aren't there.

Shaking, she turns back around, and jumps. Stormsight has vanished.

Those fucking rocks.

It's the same dream, of the rocks. The blood trails from one to the next in a single line, and then it abruptly stops.

She stares at the rock. One is brown, the next is a lighter shade. The final rock could barely constitue for brown, it's more orange than anything.

A scream travels behind her, followed closely by a shattering crack. She wants to turn around, but it's like her paws are frozen in place.

Silverbelly screams.

And then she wakes up.

-🍭 (society if tumblr would stop eating my asks)

(first part here)

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT?????? LOLLIPOP MY JAW FUCKING DROPPED I AM CRYING REAL LIFE TEARS. your writing is absolutely INSANE. so vivid and i LOVE your worldbuilding and the little hints to other stuff going on??????? AHHHH THIS IS SO GOOD IM LOSING MY MIND

Lichenstripe having a vision of Violetkit holy shit. the MOXIEOAK. Silverbelly's vision. holy fuck i am losing my mind. correct me if im wrong but. the rocks. Scorchstar and Otterslip. but who is the third rock i am chewing and biting auhghghhgh

[sumnersuzanne]

#latergram #lakelily 🌿🌾🍃

[expelliarmussavedharry-blog]

Duckies by the lake #lakelily #tasteofmaitland #maitland #lakewalk #cute #nature

[britttheillest]

A hundred miles on the other side of lonesome. A hundred miles past abt kind of plan, All I know is I can drink an ocean of whiskey if I can’t see her again. #lucero #lakelily #estespark #landscape_captures #boardwalk #coloradoadventures #touristyshit (at Lily Lake-Off Road)