#Nine lives ceremony

[shoreclan]

Robinstar’s Nine Lives

[burning-thistles-bt]

wait, when did thistlestar lose two lives? did i miss something or was it in that several-chapter-long battle between thunder and river??

okay so here's his current deaths:

Ninth: Killed by Tigerclaw during RiverShadow vs WindThunder battle

Eighth: Drowned in flood while saving kits

Seventh: Killed by dog (head trauma) (off-screen; mentioned)

Sixth: Died from infected wound (from dog) (off-screen; mentioned)

Fifth: Killed by badger (off-screen; mentioned)

Fourth: Killed by Leopardfur during River vs ThunderLeopard battle

He has three lives left!

[simplyventi]

Moon 48

Mistyclan has a new leader after Shadowstar lost all her lives fighting Fringestar in the Dark Forest.

Fluffyspots had looked down at the body of their leader, their mentor, their best friend and they reminisced on their time together and leaned down pressing their nose into her cold fur. Fluffyspots ought to be comforting her mate and their leader Poppymist but the deputy had to mourn her death. Paleaster had told the unusually dappled dark gray cat that she went into the Dark Forest and Fringestar was no longer there. They had to hope that Shadowstar had made it safely to Starclan.

Fliffyspots wished they had known that Fringestar was still causing trouble even after his death. He roamed the Dark Forest and lied and tormented Paleaster and Fluffyspots never was the wiser. Their own apprentice suffered and Fluffyspots hadn’t been able to do anything to help her.

Even Mistlefleck had been brought into it. She even became a Mediator due to not wanting to fight and the deputy understood why. They felt warmth beside them and looked up to see their mate, Silverflare sitting beside them, belly round with kits. Fluffyspots felt comforted to have her by their side and purred sadly.

They looked to see Poppymist crying into her mate’s fur. Licking it as if trying to bring her back but Fluffyspots knew she wouldn’t. Paleaster and her siblings cried also staying close to their mother’s fur as they mourned.

Fluffystar knew that they would be going to the Moongrove to receive their nine lives later, though Fluffystar was happy enough to hold off on that so the clan could mourn Shadowstar rightfully.

Poppymist looked up at him and nodded though the deputy could see the sad grief stricken look on her face. Fluffystar could only nod slowly and go back to mourning.

A day passed and they had mourned Shadowstar all night. The next day they had buried her, Poppymist and looked at the cat and motioned for them to get ready.

The two had traveled through the forest, going deeper than Fluffyspots had ever gone. This place was for the leaders and medicine cats to come speak to Starclan so Fluffyspots never had a reason to come here, but they remembered how Shadowstar explained it and it was truly beautiful.

A giant tree stood, surrounded by water that sparkled. By the time they had got there, the sun had fallen over the horizon where the moon had taken its place. Small little lights fluttered around the tree and water and Fluffyspots couldn’t help but be amazed by the sight. They noticed Poppymist looking over at them with red, puffy eyes and such a tired expression on her face and the deputy was reminded by how tired she must be. She’s been working for moons as a medicine cat and they knew she was still mourning. She motioned for the unusually dappled dark gray cat to lap at the water and close their eyes.

Once they open their eyes, they find themselves near the giant tree but clearly something was different. The little lights flickered before becoming brighter and once they opened their eyes Fluffyspots saw that they were surrounded by old loved ones, friends and clanmates who had moved on. Fluffyspots immediately recognized cats that they hadn’t seen since the night of the flood. There were some faces he didn’t remember and one from Mistyclan. They couldn’t help but step forward to get a better sight and a cat stepped out from the rank of cats.

She looked so much more alive than she had before she died and Fluffyspots felt tears form at remembering their adoptive mother. A warm smile on her face as she approached.

“ Oh Fluffyspots, you’ve grown. I remember the day I first found you.” Morningrise purred as the deputy ran to hug her and she hugged him back. It was like being wrapped up in her fur again and they had missed it, “ You deserve to be here just as Shadowstar had been. With this life I give you the life of Maternal Love.” She pressed her muzzle into his forehead and love flooded through him, “ Use this love to love your clanmates and anyone in need of it. Just because I didn’t give birth to you I still see you as my own kit.” She purred before stepping back and a dark gray-and-white she-cat and a gray-and-white splashed spotted tom with gray ear tips stepped forward and Fluffyspots couldn’t recognize either of them.

“ I knew you wouldn’t recognize me but I’m your actual mother and that’s your father. I’m from one of the other clans that resided besides Creekclan. Your father too is from that clan. We fled because we wanted a safer and better life for you but we both died when wolves came. We’re so sorry we left you all alone but it seems you were raised perfectly.” She purred as she stepped forward, “ With this life I give you resilience. Stay strong even in the darkest times.” She smiled as the tom stepped forward.

“ Raised better than we could’ve done on our own. I know even in Creekclan you had hardships but that doesn’t own you.” The tom said, “ With this life I give you Healing. With this help those who are in need not just by herbs but by helping them when they are going through a lot. Your clan will need you now more than ever.” He said and the two dipped their heads before disappearing.

Next a curly, icy white smoke she-cat stepped forward, with splashes of a lighter color on her paws, she was Curlyeyes, a warrior of Creekclan that had died due to Fringestar.

The she-cat purred, “ With this life I give you Grace. Use it to lead the clan elegantly as if you’re moving through water.” Each life pressed into the deputy all felt warm and filled with kindness.

Next was Tesorafoot, who he remembered had died due to the infected rat and caught Carrionplace Disease. Poppymist and Spiderskitter had worked hard to try and save her but it was no use. She dipped her head in greeting. Every surged through Fluffyspots as they receive their next life, “ With this life I give you determination. Be determined to lay down one of your lives for your clan, protect them and cherish them always.” This life was harsh, though he stood and took it as she had turned and joined the rest.

Three small apprentices stepped forward and he remembered them, apprentices from Creekclan. The cats that Fluffyspots couldn’t hang or train with due to Fringestar’s harsh treatment due to them being born outside of Creekclan. Fluffyspots wouldn’t really considered them friends since they didn’t really try to talk to them.

Young Otterpaw stepped forward, “ We’re sorry Fluffyspots.” He apologized, “ If we tried then Fringestar would punish us and we didn’t want that.” It was a lame attempt at an apology by Fluffyspots didn’t really care about it now. It was a long time ago, “ With this life I give you Happiness. You and your clan deserves to live happy and free. Not like us where we had to be careful and unhappy.” The cat motioned for them to lean down and he pressed his muzzle to the cat’s forehead.

Next was Shinepaw and she bounded over to them with an extra pep in her step, “ With this life I give you confidence. Don’t be afraid to be who you really are and don’t let others feel ashamed either, welcome everyone with open paws.” She gave them a big grin and turned leaving one cat they hadn’t expected to see.

Pearpaw.

Fluffyspots remembered having a big crush on her. She actually had talked to them and would spend so much time with them. They would talk at night and even sneak out of camp to talk. Fluffyspots remembered how she talked about being a medicine cat and Fluffyspots pushed her to do so that Morningrise would love to have an apprentice, but sadly she never got to since the flood then happened. Fluffyspots remembered the last time they had saw her. She had been swept away from the flood as they had hung on to the trunk of the apprentices den.

Pearpaw gave him and warm and kind smile, something she always gave them when they were younger, “ I missed you, you know?” She told them, “ I’ve been watching over you and I’m so happy for you.” Fluffyspots felt horrible that they got to live and she didn’t, “ I’m happy here to Fluffyspots. I’m with everyone and we’re at peace.” She approached him and pressed her nose into his cheek, “ With this life I give you love. Use it to love your clanmates, your mate and kits when they’re born. Use it to welcome everyone.” She looked at him, “ Don’t be sad, I’ll always be watching over you.” She said fondly before she took her spot beside the two other apprentices and they all left.

Next cat, both Fluffyspots and Poppymist cried out at seeing. Shadowstar stepped out of the ranks. Pride in her eyes and energy in her steps that were not present in her last couple of moons. The medicine cat broke out into a run and hugged her mate who purred hugging her back.

“ I miss you too Poppymist.” She purred fondly, “ I don’t regret it even though I’m away from you and our kits. It won’t be too long you’ll be joining me my sweet poppy.” Shadowstar gave her a loving lick before looking at Fluffyspots, “ My apprentice, my best friend.” She began and Fluffyspots felt the tears, “ I’m proud of you too. You were just a little apprentice and you overcame all the despair and hardships we faced. You faced everything thrown at you head on and with such bravery.” She moved away from her mate before pressing her muzzle against Fluffyspots’, “ With this life, I give you bravery. Face life and everything thrown at you with courage and bravery. Dont ever doubt yourself.” She said and they felt strength and love flow through them. Shadowstar then turned towards the rest of Starclan, “ Fluffyspots from now on your old life is no more, you are now Fluffystar and we, of Starclan, grant you guardianship of Mistyclan and welcome you as the new leader. Use your lives wisely.” She exclaimed as the Starclan cats cheered.

“ Fluffystar! Fluffystar! Fluffystar!”

“ Thank you Shadowstar and everyone. I’ll be a leader you can be proud of and I won’t let any of you down.”

“ I know you will be a wonderful leader. Now go lead the clan.” Shadowstar said as everything began to go black.

The two cats woke up in the Moongrove. They rose to their paws and Fluffystar felt like a brand new cat. Feeling such new strength within their body he looks at Poppymist who stared at the water longingly.

“ Poppymist?” They called out.

“ I’ve been thinking Fluffystar. I don’t have much time left before I, too, join them. I don’t know how much energy I have left in me to continue.” She explained to the new leader before looking at them, “ I’m going to retire and join the elders den.” She said, “ Please don’t fight me on this. Spiderskitter and Emberpaw are wonderful medicine cats.” She sighed, “ Also be ready to choose a deputy.”

“ I won’t fight you. I know how hard you’ve worked and you deserve the rest.” The leader said placing a tail on her shoulders, “ Also I know who will be my deputy.”

[strawberryfrostedkitties]

[kipxan]

my only warrior cats prayer for the next arc is NO MORE DAWN OF THE CLANS CATS. NO MORE! I'M SICK OF THEM! giving them novellas/super editions? fine, sure. having them appear in the main arc?? FORCED UNNECESSARY AND ANNOYING!

do NOT get me started on the nine lives ceremonies because i get irrationally mad.

INSTEAD OF LEARNING MORE ABOUT HARESTAR AND THE LOVED ONES HE'S LOST, WE GET FUCKING WINDSTAR GORSESTAR AND MOTH FLIGHT. WHY? WHO CARES! it reads to me as "hey you know those guys right? you know them? you remember them? isn't it cool to see them again? isn't it? what a cool callback right? right?" I DON'T CARE GET THEM OUT!!!!

or if you really want ancient cats why have GRAY WING give blackstar a life instead of DAISYTAIL who originally prevented kits from training before 6 moons? you know, the very thing he sat back and watched brokenstar do?

hell, you could even make a case for having CURLFEATHER guide frostpaw to the cats of the park instead of riverstar. would've at least been another fucking character moment for her, as she tries desperately to (perhaps selfishly) right the wrongs she's done to her daughter before she's dragged to the place of no stars?

originally sure the founders were cool as a cameo because they were old and mysterious, but we know EVERYTHING about them now. appearances by them only serve as more callbacks to Misogyny: The Book Series when there are SO many better options

and i swear to fucking GOD if i see a SINGLE DOTC cat in squirrelstar's ceremony, i will eat the harpercollins writer responsible.

tldr I HATE DAWN OF THE CLANS!!!! silly rant over

[cats-of-eden-valley]

fascinated by 'to have nine lives, one must take nine lives' that's so mysterious ...

is a nine lives system staying in coev or is it just an idea so far?

Just an idea so far. A part of me feels like giving leaders (speakers?) nine lives is too similar to the source material, and plus if you really think about, being able to die nine times is...a lot (clangen I think illustrates this well, as most of my leaders either lose all nine at once or start losing them to old age)

It's also messy because prides don't necessarily have singular leaders. The speaker isn't really intended to make all the decisions themself, that's a collaborative effort between all the matrons (this dynamic varies from speaker to speaker, pride to pride, ofc, but the idea is that there is no One Leader)

So right now it's just a little bit of lore. Maybe there's a legend around it, maybe it's actually possible, but rn it just doesn't fit yet

[strelles-universe]

The Greenwood Empire - The Search

The final step to becoming a leader in the Empire is to put their spirits in the paws of their Ancestors and the Souls that guide them. Though rumors of nine lives are often waved off by others as a Queen’s Tale, the sukeme of the Empire know good and well that they’re all true. Escorted by their starmender to the Moon’s Fang, potential leaders touch their nose to the sacred stone and find themselves placed in a fairly vulnerable state as their spirits are transported to the Starlands.

When they awaken in the Starlands, they will be in what is called The Three Borders - a somewhat uncreative name for where all three territories in the Starlands touch each other. Sitting around them will be nine, small creatures - the sacred animals of the Great Souls and the Spirits ready to lead them deeper.

Lives have to be volunteered by the ones donated.

The Spirits known to the Empire through their myths and tales are known to touch down within the Starlands at times, taking the forms of their parents’ sacred animals to visit a cat they believe deserving of their blessings and knowledge before seeming to vanish among the stars once more. On the mortal side of things, nine of the anima that were closest to the potential leader or can make a good case as to why they should be brought into the drawing step forward to offer a life. Once they’ve chosen, they scatter throughout the Starlands; waiting for the life-reciever to begin their Search.

The cats often start with their Spirit Lives as they’re usually considered the most important. Spirits are fickle, powerful beings that are quick to wander away once they’ve lost interest. The factions tend to place high value on attaining spirit lives as they’re considered great blessings; granting strength to the cat in vein of their domains. Some spirits are more likely to offer lives than others - Hanimu the Orphan and Siyeyim the Planner being the most prolific while hardly any leader has truthfully ever seen Huyewa the Dreamer or Haanuki, the Harbinger. These spirits often set up a test of some sort that would challenge the cat, forcing them through a scenario of their making in an attempt to see if there’s still a spark of what drew the spirit to them in the first place. They tend to hold timed events, should a leader not complete a scenario in enough time it will fade and the Spirit will leave without granting a life.

On the mortal side, things are a bit more… emotionally taxing. Though Spirit lives require a lot of mental energy for imagined scenarios, mortal spirits often bring up a key memory or moment. The anima will hide in a created location of significance they need to the life-reciever to understand. It could be witnessing again the death of someone dearly loved or a critical mistake that cost the receiver a lot - mortal challenges are what makes it so taboo to attempt to force a leader to speak about their Search. 

With timed events and draining encounters, it’s not surprising to discover that it’s fairly rare for a leader to collect a full set of nine lives. Often the ceremony is so draining and exhausting that a leader will wake up early from the sheer stress that weighs on their minds, ending the ceremony and preventing them from gaining any further lives - there are some who manage to press on, forcing themselves through the pain and remaining in status but it leaves them incredibly weak when they reawaken. Ultimately however, waking early is the better of the option. Some anima will set a short limit to how long the receiver can spend on their life while others will easily give them the rest of the night - and those that linger for too long risk a terrible fate.

For when the sun rises, no longer does Moonsoul’s Fang work as necessary - the sunlight severs the tether from the living and the dead and then the Mother Maw awaken; devouring the remaining spirit from the leader’s body leaving nothing but a crystallized skeleton in its place.

Should a leader survive their ceremony however they will receive a sigil marking them for whichever Soul had left the largest impression upon their Soul - determined by the number of lives gained in their honor. These marks are branded upon their foreheads for all to see - though starmenders are capable of sensing and reading the remaining energy in the sigil which conveys the number of lives a leader has left.

Most leaders keep their list of lives and what happened to them strictly between themselves, their starmender and perhaps a mate or a best-friend.

[bayofwolves]

oh... thunder spoilers thread says squirrelstar is real but mmmm i don't trust it. something's fishy. i think there's a catch.

[blushingonmyknees]

Before my Domme took control of me, I allowed myself to have approximately 400 releases a year.

Now that I am an owned boy, I am usually allowed less than 20, but there is far more pleasure in my life now than before my Domme entered it.

[arolesbianism]

I’ve been having a rough few days, but I’ve been feeling a bit better so I decided to make some lil thingies for some spiraling upwards kitties :3

[au-pas-camarades]

dream together

[warriors-rewritten-chaos]

Detailed Rewrite Plot Summary: The Darkest Hour

We’ve made it to the first arc’s grand finale! 

Fireheart, now Firestar, becomes ThunderClan’s new Leader and journeys to the Moonstone to receive his nine lives from StarClan. The lives he receives are: Courage (Lionheart), Justice (Redtail), Loyalty (Silverstream), Protection (Brindleface), Love (Spottedleaf), Joy (Rosetail), Selflessness (Swiftpaw), Compassion (Volewhisper), and Faith (Bluestar). However, his ceremony is interrupted at the end by a colossal hill of blood-soaked cat bones erupting from the earth around him. Bluestar gives him a foreboding prophecy: “Four will become two. Lion and Tiger will meet in battle, and Blood will rule the forest”. Firestar returns to ThunderClan, stomach churning with anxiety and dread.

Once he returns, he names Whitestorm as his Deputy, performs a renaming ceremony for the cats Bluestar cruelly named, and names Willowmoon’s kits apprentices at long last. Brightheart, Snowpaw, and Cinderspark’s names are cheered by the entire Clan. So are Sorrelpaw, Sootpaw, and Rainpaw, who are given Cloudtail, Cinderspark, and Brightheart as their mentors. Firestar also names Bramblepaw and Tawnypaw apprentices, but the Clan is much less enthusiastic and happy about the two of them. The two of them are disliked and distrusted for being Tigerstar’s kits and having a strong resemblance to their biological father. Firestar declares that he will mentor Bramblepaw personally, while he chooses the unenthusiastic Willowmoon to mentor Tawnypaw. Before the ceremony ends, Lynxtuft and Ashfur approach and ask for their names to be changed to Lynxswift and Ashface in honor of their recently deceased loved ones. Firestar happily does so.

Also around this time, Firestar confesses his love to Sandstorm. She admits that she feels the same, but she cannot become his mate. She tells him that it’s obvious Firestar still harbors romantic feelings for Graystripe. It isn't that she has an issue with polyamory (such relationships, while rare, are considered perfectly normal in the Clans) but she does have an issue with the fact that Graystripe is now a RiverClan cat and their relationship would thus break the Warrior Code and get the three of them into major trouble. She tells him to figure himself out first.

At the next Gathering, Tigerstar and Leopardstar ask that WindClan and ThunderClan join their new combined version of ShadowClan and RiverClan, dubbed TigerClan. Naturally, the other two Clans refuse and a fight ensues that nearly escalates into a full-on battle before a storm comes rolling in and blots out the moon, ending the Gathering early again.

To try to clear his mind, Firestar goes for a walk by his old kittypet home. What he discovers are terrified kittypets refusing to leave their homes due to the threat of a violent group that now fully controls Twolegplace- The Coven of Blood, and stray cats fleeing the city en-masse. Firestar checks on Smudge, Hattie, and Princess to make sure they’re safe before he heads to Henry, Ferris, Pollyanna, and Xena’s home. The first thing he notices once he gets there is that the two sisters are heavily bandaged and smell like Twoleg medicine and that their parents are nowhere to be seen. They begin sobbing when he asks them what happened and where Ferris and Henry are but he learns the horrifying story through their tears.

Around a week ago, the family had gone out by the forest for their morning walk and had been accosted by a strange tom who smelled like the forest. None of them knew who the tom was themselves, but he seemed to have recognized them. He was hostile from the get-go but became enraged when they told him they had no idea who he was when he asked them. He tore up Xena and Pollyanna, but didn't kill them. Instead, he told them to leave, never approach the forest again, and that “this is what the Clans do to traitors”. The sisters had been forced to leave their fathers behind to flee for their own lives as they were viciously torn apart. When Firestar asks what the cat looked like, the description they give is of Tigerstar in everything but name. Firestar then returns to camp more concerned and troubled than before.

Also around this point is when Tawnypaw vanishes and reappears in ShadowClan, having chosen to try to find acceptance through joining a Clan that reveres her father after reaching her breaking point in ThunderClan. Firestar and Goldenflower comfort the devastated Bramblepaw.

Soon after, Ravenpaw comes hurrying into the ThunderClan camp asking to see Firestar. Apparently, they had gone to RiverClan to see Graystripe and his now apprenticed kits after paying their respects to Bluestar but instead stumbled upon a terrifying sight: Stonefur, Mistyfoot, Graystripe, Featherpaw, and Willowpaw are being held prisoner in the RiverClan camp. The group managed to sneak a message for help out via Ravenpaw, which is what he’s delivering to Firestar. Firestar mounts a rescue mission and when the group arrives things are just starting to go sideways.

Tigerstar and Leopardstar are putting the five prisoners on trial, denouncing them as half-clan cats (non-RiverClan in Graystripe’s case) and therefore Codebreakers and traitors who must be harshly punished. Stonefur and Mistyfoot are ordered to execute Graystripe, Willowpaw, and Featherpaw to put themselves back in TigerClan’s good graces, but they refuse to do so. Tigerstar then orders Darkstripe to kill them, but Darkstripe is a wimp and Stonefur and Mistyfoot are still formidable opponents despite their weakened state and together they fight him off. Tigerstar then calls in Blackfoot to finish the job. While this is happening, Firestar’s patrol consisting of himself, Ravenpaw, Sandstorm, Cloudtail, Thornclaw, and Dustpelt creates a diversion and manages to successfully rescue Mistyfoot, Graystripe, Willowpaw, and Featherpaw. Stonefur chooses to remain behind to buy them enough time to flee and is slaughtered by Blackfoot as the others make their escape.

While the four refugees are recovering in ThunderClan and mourning the death of Stonefur, Firestar gets another urgent message, this time from the WindClan Warrior Runningbrook who was sent as a messenger. WindClan is under attack by TigerClan, who have mobilized and are attempting to force them to join under threat of destruction. While Firestar gathers another patrol and rushes to their aid, by the time he gets there TigerClan has gone. While WindClan had managed to fight them off somehow, Tigerstar had publicly killed Gorsepaw, who Firestar had an attachment to, as a warning of what was to come if they didn't join TigerClan peacefully. Grief-stricken Onewhisker snarls at his former friend, telling Firestar that his apprentice would still be alive if Firestar hadn’t gotten unnecessarily involved with WindClan and says he’ll kill him if he ever sees him on WindClan territory again. 

TigerClan sends messengers informing ThunderClan and WindClan that they have just three days left to join TigerClan and avoid a deadly battle.

Tallstar, Nightoak, Whitestorm, and Firestar meet and discuss what they’re going to do. Neither WindClan or ThunderClan has any intention of joining TigerClan, but all agree that if they fight alone they will be overwhelmed and destroyed. They make the decision to temporarily combine their fighting forces into one that they name LionClan. On the dawn of the third day, Firestar and Tallstar mobilize their Warriors to meet TigerClan head-on.

Upon reaching the battlefield, they find a third group has joined forces with TigerClan- The Coven of Blood, the bloodthirsty group that has taken control of Twolegplace. Their Leader is a cat by the name of Scourge who explains that his group is assisting TigerClan as mercenaries on the condition that they are given territory and resources. The battle is set to begin, but the Coven cat’s don’t move when Tigerstar calls his cats to fight. The battle abruptly stops as Tigerstar rounds on Scourge to demand he mobilize his cats to fight. Scourge’s only response is to laugh and say that he's waited for this moment for a long time. Before any cat knows what’s happening, Scourge lunges at Tigerstar and uses his dog tooth and glass-tipped claws to tear him open from chest to tail.

TigerClan and LionClan look on in horror as the wound is so severe it is unable to close even with the regenerative power of a Leader and Tigerstar loses all nine lives all at once. As his convulsing body goes limp for the final time, Leopardstar and many of the Clanborn TigerClan members. He then tells the Clans that he and his fighters will kill all of the Clans and take the forest themselves. With that, The Coven attacks.

At first, the remaining Clan cats (LionClan and the remaining TigerClan cats that have joined them now that Tigerstar is dead) think this will be an easy fight since The Coven no longer has the support of ShadowClan and RiverClan and thus has lost the advantage of greater numbers. This is before an avalanche of hundreds of Coven cats pour from the shadows into the battlefield, having been hidden until Scourge gave a signal. The battle begins.

Predictably, it is an absolute bloodbath. Cats are dying left and right. Firestar, Sandstorm, and Graystripe team up to take on a massive group of cats and do well before they’re separated. Firestar watches in horror as Nightoak is basically decapitated in front of Ashfoot and their children. Whitestorm, who had joined up with Firestar after he’d been separated from his partners, is attacked and killed by the Coven cat Bone. Before Firestar can avenge him himself, apprentices and young Warriors of all four Clans mob Bone en-masse. The last Firestar sees of Bone, he is being torn and crushed by the mob.

Firestar finds Scourge standing over Tallstar with his claws near the old tom’s neck. Firestar flings the smaller tom off and the two begin to fight to the death. Firestar gets the upper paw, believes that he will be the victor... but Scourge tears his throat out and he crashes to the ground. He dies and awakens in a place that isn't StarClan. It is a a void of pure darkness, with no light but he can feel jagged stones pressing into his back. A cave, then. A translucent being that resembles a cat but not quite is crouching in front of him. It has no eyes and is devoid of fur, and just looking at it makes Firestar’s vision swim and his head ache.

The thing reaches out its paw to Firestar’s still-bleeding throat and as it touches him, he sees everything. Every moment of his life up to this point, and things that have never happened but are meant to, he can feel it. He sees it all and forgets just as quickly as battle-sound feels his ears once more and the pitch-dark cavern fades away. The last thing he hears is words spoken by many calling voices that he’s never heard but knows all the same in his ear telling him one simple thing.

“Not   yet.......”

And then, he is back in his body with his throat healed and Scourge walking away from him. He jumps to his feet and catches the tom off guard. Scourge barely gets out a “how?!” before Firestar crushes his small throat in his teeth.

With their Leader now dead, the Coven flees. Groups of Warriors pursue the stragglers as the surviving Clan cats return to their homes to rest and bury their dead. Firestar bows his head to the other Clans as he and his clanmates return to ThunderClan, with both Graystripe and Sandstorm pressed tightly against him, tails entwined, and followed by Bramblepaw who keeps stopping to look at his sister headed towards ShadowClan.

[trenchcroats]

Just explained the entire suffix/heirarchy of wc system to my mum in the car ride to school 💪

[barrenclan]

"Our Lasting Legacy"

Finally, our apprentices who were once so small have grown into their warrior names! I hope you give Redstar, Pinewing, Cormorantleaf, Daffodilcloud, and Asphodelshine a very hearty welcome. I won't be changing the tags of any of the characters, though, just to preserve continuity.

I've mentioned it before, and it should already be abundantly clear in the comic, but leaders in this comic do not have nine lives. The leader title and oath is purely ceremonial.

This is the second to last issue of PATFW! However, I've been very busy and haven't gotten much time to work on the last one, so it'll likely be a longer than usual time until it comes out. I will be posting it earlier on my Patreon once it's done, but I don't have a good idea of when that will be yet. Please have patience. I want to wrap this story up right.

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[monstersflashlight]

how about a male kitsune x fem reader. Maybe they are childhood friends and he loves to tease her a lot and acts really cocky all the time but scares away any potencial rival. Unknown to them both their parents who are good family friends ,have been trying to set them up together partly due to the fact of some very old promise their ansestors made or something but won’t force it and see it as if it happens it happens. But male kitsune has a secret, his true form and accidentally shows the reader this while confessing but she reassures she doesn’t care how he looks (if anything she finds him quite handsome like this) and she likes him too. His secret form I guess could go two ways I’m not sure which sounds better 1: she never knew he was a kitsune, and them being childhood friends was really just her playing around with a baby fox that she thought belonged to his family. Or 2: she knew he was a kitsune all along but he has a 3rd form he never showed her this one looking more like a bipedal humanoid fox a form of which not even his family has thus being self conscious of. Thank you so much your writing is really cool!

A/N: Hi! This request was very fun to write, hope any of you mind that I mixed both, made sense in my head. Also, as a great mind said “daddy is a state of mind”, I imagine this story as them being very close in age, like max three years apart. Enjoy!

The nine tails

Kitsune x fem!reader || daddy kink, arranged marriage, mates,

When you thought back to your childhood, you always had blurry memories of an animal. A fox. A white fox that followed you around and played with you when you went out into the garden. Your parents thought you were talking about a plushie or something, but you knew better, there was an actual fox that approached you as soon as you stepped outside. But when you were about twelve, he disappeared.

It hurt you so bad and so profound that you cried for days. You cried and cried and your parents didn’t know what was wrong. Your neighbor came around, a nice lady that you’ve known all your life, the mother of your crush… She said it was a pain of heart, and also disappeared. It was ominous and weird, and it woke you off a stupor that you didn’t know you were into.

You woke up and kept living. Even when your friend, your crush, left, you kept going.

And kept going.

When past your twenties, your parents announced that you were to marry an unknown person, or not so unknown. When you walk to the altar and see your long forgotten childhood friend… you are lost of words. You are so confused you dissociate through all ceremony. Before you realize you were married and living with a man you thought forgot about you.

You are calling him husband and he’s calling you wife, and your life is boring. You came back to your house one day, a bit earlier than anticipated because you signed a big contract and you want to go out for dinner with your husband, even if you barely talk. But what awaits for you there is not what you expected.

There’s a white fox in your living room. A white fox that turns into a human, a very naked human in the form of your husband. You gape at him, speechless.

You turn around to leave when he stops you. “Wait! Hear me out, I…”

But then it clicks. “You are the fox,” you deadpan.

“What?” He’s as surprised as you.

“The fox from my memories. It’s you.” Everything starts making sense, why they left, what his mother said when you were a kid.

“I- I thought you didn’t remember that,” he whispers, more to himself than to you.

“Of course I do, it broke my heart when you disappeared. I was so sad my parents bought me a puppy.” He doesn’t answer, staring at you like you grew a new head. You look into his sad eyes and can’t hold back anymore: “Why did you leave me?” Your question is filled with sadness and disappointment, the wound that you thought forgotten is once again open and bleeding. You thought you could get over the fox leaving, probably something to do with nature, but knowing it was him… That it was him who abandoned you…

“I’m sorry. I- They told me I had to. I couldn’t keep visiting you because I could throw everything into the wind if my fox got too attracted to you. So I pulled away, but it pained me, it pained me so much I could barely transform for so long after I stopped seeing you. And then we moved away and I… I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” His voice is broken as he explains, his words rushed as if he’s trying to convince you as much as he tries to convince himself.

And you get a new realization at that. “That’s why you came back? That’s why you married me? Not because they signed some papers when we were not even born?” You ask for confirmation.

“Of course not! I love you. Always have. Always will,” he tells you, eyes filled with tears and emotions showing in every twitch of his body. You stare at him, so moved by his words that you just stare. You stare for so long that he starts to squirm and moves to walk away, accepting your silence as a rejection.

But this time is you who stop him: “Then make love to me until I can’t walk anymore. Breed me until I can’t think of anything else. Fuck me until the sad memories disappear and I can only think of you inside of me,” you pronounce the filthy words as if your life depends on it. As if his body and his soul are what you crave more than air.

He chuckles, swallowing back his tears as he tells you: “You can’t say that and look at me directly, or this would end sooner than expected.” You look down at the same time as he does, seeing his dick twitching and growing hard in front of your eyes.

“Does me saying dirty things arouse you, daddy?” His groan is so loud and desperate that you have to bite back your own moan.

You throw your clothes off your body like a soul followed by death and stare at him, naked in all your glory, as his eyes flash in different colors and his ears morph into fox-like ones. And then you see his half form, his tails behind him, all nine of them swinging as he approaches you slowly, making you grin at him until you are chest to chest. He grabs you by the waist, holding you thigh as he lowers his head and kisses you in the most dominating way ever. Your knees give out under you, but he grabs your ass and pushes you up, inviting you to wrap them around his middle.

He gropes your ass as he grinds his dick up to your wet center. You keep whispering “daddy daddy daddy” as he rocks your body against his. He’s as desperate as you are, your kisses consuming, trying to get your love across his lips. Trying to show him all the longing and pain that he caused you, as he tries to kiss it away. It’s intoxicating and deep, so emotional and intense that you are breathless.

When he finally pushes his dick inside your dripping cunt, you shiver with the force of the sensation. He pushes your body against the wall, plastering himself against your front as he leaves your mouth to kiss your neck, leaving marks as he goes.

He fucks you against the wall, desperate, uncoordinated… and perfect. “Yes. Yes. Yes,” you chant over and over, his dick hitting that special place inside of your pussy that makes you see stars.

You start to shake in his arms. “Are you going to come for daddy? Are you going to make a mess out of your pretty pussy for me?” You nod eagerly, biting his neck and making him cry out as the first shoot of cum hit you deep inside, hot as lava.

You groan as your own orgasm rocks your body, convulsing against his arms as his tails caress your legs like the softest touch. It drives you to a new level, head thrown back, mouth open in a silent scream as he fucks you through your aftershocks. He breathes hard against your neck, biting softly with his long fangs.

“You are so good, such a good girl for daddy,” he keeps whispering soft things against your ear as you come down, breathing hard and blushing harder than ever. He kisses your sweaty forehead as he walks you to the bathroom, not letting you go as he runs you a bath.

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From Within - JJK [Masterpost/Announcement]

Pairing: Widowed!Jungkook X Fem!Reader

Theme: Angst, pining, eventual fluff, eventual smut, arrange marriage au, bffs to strangers to lovers au. Drabble series.

Summary: When you fell in love with Jungkook, you wished for your life to turn out as one of those clichéd fairytales, where two best friends fall for each other and live happily ever after. But were you lucky enough? Probably not because you had to watch the man taking vows, kissing the love of his life and promising forever right before your eyes. Unfortunately enough, now you are having to witness him breaking down bit by bit standing at his wife's funeral.

Warnings: angst, minor character death, pining, angst, unrequited love, eventual smut. NSFW!!

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A/N: I will be updating once a week. The length of each chapter will be 1k to 1.5K since it's a drabble series.

Chapter Index:-

Part one: First and second heartbreak [Posted]

Part two: The bad news [Posted]

Part three: An unexpected proposal [Posted]

Part four: The dream that you didn't dream [Posted]

Part five: Call me by that name [Posted]

Part six: The Ex returns [Posted]

Part seven: Fried rice and samgyeopsal [Posted]

Part eight: The purple glittery box [Posted]

Part nine: Confrontation and Confession [Posted]

Part ten: Best buddies forever [Posted]

Preview

Dear Jungkook, Honestly, I don’t know what to write or even how to write to you.  I don’t know how I will present this card to you, or how you will even take it. Or what will you think after reading it.  But what I know is that I love you. I have loved you for as long as I can remember. I have loved you everytime you annoyed me, teased me, protected me, held my hands, patted my head, hugged me… I have loved you from the deepest corner of my heart. And I think it’s the right time to let you know this one secret that I hid from you.  Hope you aren’t angry.  But most importantly, I hope you don’t feel pressured to say yes just because I am your bestie. I know you probably don’t feel the same and it’s okay.  But if there is even the tiniest consideration in your heart for me, not as a friend but as a partner, then please come to the park near our elementary school.  I will be waiting for an hour from the time you receive this letter.  – Xoxo Y/N. 

It was graduation day when you decided to deliver the card to your best friend. However, after the ceremony Jungkook basically vanished. 

You looked for him everywhere you could, only to find him in the annex building. 

His face was flushed, as if he was embarrassed. He was looking in every possible direction, as if to avoid the person standing right in front of him. 

Before him stood Jung Mido, a well-known figure in your university since she was the student body president. 

“Mido-ya I- uh I really like you, will you-” he got cut mid-confession as Mido rose on her feet and placed a kiss on his lips. 

Jungkook looked starstruck and so in love.