#Sootstorm

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[darktreeroots]

A Very Normal Gathering

No, that isn’t meant to be irony or anything like that. I wanted to make a Gathering in the “Allseeing Eyes Close” verse and so i’ve spent...oh, the last few hours typing this up

Yellowsight steps onto the Gathering island and just about represses the urge to shake the water out of her long, patterned fur. There was a bridge, formed over generations by former warriors of BroadleafClan but ThinleafClan had gotten to it first and Vaststar wanted to make them look superior. Yellowsight could only hope that Vaststar wouldn’t do that in the middle of leafbare, but she could never be sure. Even during her moon mentored under Vaststar, she still didn’t understand the she-cat. She understood the decisions that she made, but not quite why. 

Will I be the same when I become her deputy? Yellowsight thinks to herself, knowing that that future is a long way off. Vaststar is a new leader, at most on her third life and maybe even on her first still. Yellowsight has only been a warrior for a little under a year now—she’s the perfect age to become a well-respected warrior and then be Vaststar’s pick for deputy before she can pass. 

Several cats behind them let out irritated hisses for a moment before Yellowsight can hear her mother stomping up to her. 

“Yellowsight! You move so fast.” Beefur says, bumbling up to her youngest daughter and pressing her wet muzzle to her head, “And you’re wet. Why don’t you shake it off?”

Ah. So that’s why cats are mad at you this time. 

Yellowsight glances to the side and sees Dawndew give her an amused look before turning away. Yellowsight suppresses a sigh in favor of turning back to her mother, who licks her forehead as if she’s a kit a not a full grown warrior. Honeystep and Canaryback seem to have ditched their mother when given the chance so Yellowsight continues on with her because leaving Beefur alone to her own devices was never a good idea. 

“I’ll just wait for my pelt to dry. Come on mother,” Yellowsight uses her thick tail to guide her mother’s head, “Before ThinleafClan can cross the bridge.”

“I see no reason not to stay here and chat.” Beefur says, “I want to talk to Sootstorm some more. Moonleap’s has just had her second litter and I want to hear all about it.” 

Yellowsight suppresses another sigh, harder this time. Clan bounders meant almost nothing to her mother (other than ‘If I cross these, then Morningstar or Vaststar will yell at me. Maybe Woodstar too) like a medicine cat but sadly she was already a mother. While ThinleafClan might have allowed Waspbloom to become a medicine cat after having kits, BroadleafClan actually obeyed the warrior code and would not allow such a thing. 

There was also the point that…Beefur simply didn’t have the intelligence required to become a medicine cat. If she could tell a chub and a pike apart, then she was having a good day. She kept on hanging around with Bloodfur, despite how much the she-cat hated her and made snark remarks about her—because Beefur never ever got what she was actually saying. 

It was irritating and sad, but more of the first than the second because Beefur never got it no matter how many times it was explained to her. For StarClan’s sake, Yellowsight had to explain to her mother that calling someone a Fox-heart was not the same thing as calling someone a Wolf-heart as an apprentice! Maybe Yellowsight was brought up with stories of the ancient leaders unlike Beefur, but foxes and wolves were nowhere near the same animal.

Still, despite all of that, Beefur was her mother and she wasn’t cruel. Which meant that, in the absence of her siblings, she had to watch over her mother tonight. 

“We can’t just sit here or else how will ThinleafClan get onto the island?” Yellowsight says kindly, pushing her mother forward with her tail, “Come on, let’s keep walking.” Her mother falls in line beside her, chatting aimlessly. They’ve fallen to the back of the Clan, around the elders. Yellowsight chats back with her mother, pushing down her irritation.

She had wanted to stay behind Vaststar and watch her, but here she was, talking to a cat that might as well be her complete opposite. 

They walk through the barrier of weeping willows and it never stops feeling as magical as it did the first time. The Gathering island is the only place in clan land that had weeping willows and each one of them circled the island, branches intertwining with each other so that it was impossible to tell when one ended and the other began. 

Even her mother fell slight for a moment, arching her back to the leaves could run down her back. 

“It’s perfect. Just as always.” Beefur says, blue eyes shining, “I know I’ve already told you, but this island is a big part of why I joined the clans.” Yes, you’ve told me a hundred times before, mom, “The trees and the SkyGrowth—and all the cats here at once! I had never seen so many cats in my life and especially not all at once.” 

Yellowsight doesn’t stop her mother from rambling on but does tune her out, scanning the cats already on the island. LaurelClan and MarshClan had already arrived, but she couldn’t see Moonstar anywhere meaning that CloudClan hadn’t yet arrived. MountainClan wasn’t around, but Yellowsight would have been more surprised if they were here. 

Beefur sits down. Yellowsight lets out a long sigh and sits with her, waiting for ThinleafClan to make it across the bridge and join them around the SkyGrowth. Yellowsight looks on at the pile of knocked over trees—seasons and seasons ago, apparently that been obvious that it had been three trees that fell into each other and continued growing, relying on each other for their existence. 

(A tale that Yellowsight had had to learn from a CloudClan cat, because BroadleafClan, ThinleafClan, MarshClan, and LaurelClan didn’t tell that part of the story, most likely due to the fact that while three Clans existed at first: HillClan, MountainClan, and ForestClan. HillClan changed its name to CloudClan and MountainClan always remained the same but ForestClan did not remain. First, it was split into BroadleafClan and ThinleafClan and then part of ThinleafClan split into MarshClan which would then continue to split into LaurelClan just a few generations ago.)

Either way, the SkyGrowth was a large growth of trees, covered with vines and even a few flowers. Wherever a cat looked at it, the outline would partially cover the moon. 

Yellowsight didn’t agree with her mother much, but if she were a rouge, she would also join the clans for them. The world outside the Clans was perilous—the Queen’s land was dangerous enough but beyond that there was no one to go back home to, no one to share a nest with, no one to hunt for you and no one to treat your wounds. 

Yellowsight was aware of the people that her mother had lost, her sister and sister’s mate that had been lost, as well as her elder sister. Her elder sister wasn’t confirmed to be dead, however Yellowsight didn’t like her chances. Getting out of Queen’s land, with its packs of wolves and bobcats and even deer who could crush a cat underfoot, was already hard enough. The world was large and even the strongest, fastest, and most cunning could survive out there. 

And it was cruel, but Yellowsight could look at her mother and go: maybe if she was taking care of her, then she could make it. But she could also look at her mother and go: maybe, if she was a bit too much like my mother, then she’s already dead. Then she died in the Queen’s land. 

Beefur perks up, turning behind her to chat eagerly with Sootstorm as he pads up. The small black and gray tom smiles as he walks up, giving Yellowsight a small nod which she returns. 

They don’t quite like each other, but Sootstorm is good friends with her mother and Yellowsight can ignore her distaste with a clan having a deputy such as him. Thankfully, ThinleafClan had a few deputies to make up for what he lacked, but having multiple deputies just for the sake of it was…disappointing. 

ThinleafClan, the Clan that decided that they had better ideas than BroadleafClan, and torn them apart and made it so BroadleafClan couldn’t keep their original name; and, then proceeded to be unable to keep itself united once more leading to MarshClan—was the main rival of BroadleafClan and it really felt as if they didn’t deserve it. 

They were lazy and sloppy and barely even kept their borders marked. Nevermind that with all their deputies and medicine cats, it was hard to keep track of which cat had power at every given moment. 

So, that one Gathering where Sootstorm came up to her and asked if there was a reason she disliked him, she lied and said he didn’t. She doesn’t regret it either. 

She waits for the Gathering to start as Beefur chats with Sootstorm about the new litter of cats, firmly rejecting any small talk with ThinleafClan cats (no cats from BroadleafClan wanted to go near them) and only lifting an ear when CloudClan finally arrived. Their camp was the farthest from the island and unlike LaurelClan, who was similarly far, their rivers went in the opposite direction so they would have to fight the current the entire way if they swam. 

It still didn’t make her any happier that so much time had been wasted waiting for them, just to mark that there would be even more time wasted until the Gathering started. It may be needlessly cruel, but she wanted to spend this Gathering talking to people and maybe learning why CloudClan was pushing their scent lines up farther. 

Instead, she was spending it watching over her mother and she couldn’t be mad at the cats who were responsible: Cardinalback has been dead for seasons now, Honeystep and Canaryback had left her with her mother, and Foxbelly had gotten himself confined to camp. However, she couldn’t redirect all her anger at him because then Vaststar would see and note on it again because she had spoken to Yellowsight about it the month she was her mentor and Yellowsight refused to ever be embarrassed like that again. 

So. She cannot blame anyone for this but her mother, but blaming her mother for anything was like blaming prey for being caught: there was not a point to it, and there was no way to change anything. And also it was the best this way, because having a mother like Beefur was better than having parents like Watermist and Shadowtail from MarshClan. 

“Cats of all Clans, come surround the SkyGrowth!” Vaststar yowls from the top branch, blue and orange fur outlined with white moonlight, “It is time for the Gathering to begin!

Judging from their positions, Woodstar had been about to start the Gathering himself and was glaring up at her. Pride filled Yellowsight—that was her leader! The leader of the best clan there was!

“Oh, should I go up?” Sootstorm remarks, lazily looking up at his leader, “No one is sick is sick this time.”

“You could stay here and we could keep on talking?” Beefur suggests but Sootstorm shakes his head, certain this time. 

“It’s Pinepaw’s first time being deputy and I need to be there for him.”

“He’s been worrying about it for so long.” Says a cat who is probably an apprentice, and is small enough to be but Yellowsight thought she knew all of ThinleafClan’s apprentices. However, she doesn’t know all of their warriors either so…might be an apprentice. Might also be a small warrior who is close to Sootstorm. Maybe Sootstorm, as ThinleafClan’s nursery queen, had helped raise them.

Yellowsight didn’t know, nor did she care. The cat tried to make conversation with her as Sootstorm left but quickly learned that Beefur was more open to conversation. 

Good for them, Yellowsight had better things to do. 

Sootstorm climbs the SkyGrowth, joining the other four cats that were there under Woodstar and sitting next to a small brown cat that was obviously an apprentice. Their three medicine cats and one medicine cat apprentice (FAR too much if you were to ask Yellowsight) sat on the ground beneath them. BroadleafClan only had Mistmoon as deputy and Clawstem as medicine cat. MarshClan’s Toadstar was sitting up, ending his conversation with his two deputies, Thistlemind and Sedgewhisker and Dewdrop, a medicine cat apprentice was tugging on his mentor’s, Starlingblossom’s tail as her mentor cast Vaststar a dark look. 

Moonstar and Conefall of CloudClan were staring forward imperviously outwards, while their medicine cats, Talldapple and Yewflower were doing the same. 

Brightstar was yowling down at her deputies because they were hissing at each other. The three-legged cat looked as if she were going to leave them and swat her clanmates. Wishstream, her medicine cat, looked exactly the same. 

“PREY.” Vaststar bellows, and stares out until all the Clans go silent and the scabbling between LaurelClan’s deputies end. Brightstar gives her a thankful look and Vaststar nods back, “Prey is running well in BroadleafClan. Greenleaf has been good to us. Barktail has given birth to three healthy kits,” And one which died before Clawstem could save her, but she did good to not mention that, “and we have two new warriors: Clearbrook and Adderflight!” 

She stops for a moment for all the Clans to shout out their names. Yellowsight joins in, shouting out louder than even her mother to make up for the half-hearted noise coming from ThinleafClan.

“And, speaking of adders,” Vaststar says with a mrow but Yellowsight feels as if the ground is being pulled out from underneath her, “Just a few days ago, Yellowsight caught and killed a poisonous viper mid air, saving me from a painful death. I congratulated her personally, but feats like that deserve to be admired on a wider scale.” Then Vaststar leans her head back and calls out, “Yellowsight! Yellowsight!”

It takes only a few reputations for every cat to be calling out her name, even ThinleafClan who had been quiet earlier. A few cats even press their muzzles to her in congratulations, but Yellowsight is unable to pull away. Pride fills her, down to the edges of her fur. 

Vaststar…is presenting me to all the Clans! She proud of me, she knows that I’m a good warrior, she is looking directly at me and knows that I’m worth it!

(If cats could swoon, Yellowsight would.)

Vaststar waits for everyone to quiet down before she says, “That is all.” And turns to the other leaders, waiting for one of them to step up. Of course it’s Woodstar, puffing out his chest with all of the pride ThinleafClan shouldn’t have. 

“Prey would be running better, if my warriors didn’t keep on reporting to me that there BroadleafClan keeps on pushing the border farther and farther into our territory!” Woodstar yowls, turning back to Vaststar who only looks back at him. He doesn’t speak for a few moments, waiting for an excuse that she doesn’t give, “And. Uh.” Woodstar begins, clearly off put by Vaststar’s lack of remorse. 

It was just as Vaststar had told her, Of course Woodstar is going to be irritated at us for moving the borders, but he knows that we both share the Solstice festival and that we need honey for it. If they want to fight for it, they can. And we’ll win. But all he’s going to do is get hissy at a Gathering and then do nothing. 

“Prey is, prey is running well for ThinleafClan.” Woodstar continues, parroting Vaststar’s words, “And we have a new warrior: Windswipe!” There’s lukewarm cheering that Yellowsight doesn’t add to. Woodstar opens his mouth, closes it, and then opens it once more to say, “And that’s it.”

Brightstar steps forward only for Woodstar to open his mouth again.

“Actually I’m not done. Sorry, Brightstar.” Woodstar says, bowing his head when Brightstar gives him a vicious glare, “We have been noticing a few wolves that are nosing around the territory, past Queen’s land. I could keep this to myself but it could affect all of us if the wolves travel through our territory once more. Again, I apologize Brightstar.”

“I appreciate you giving us such crucial information.” Brightstar says, coming forward once again. She moves with surety, despite her missing leg which had long been covered with fur, “However, I can’t help but wish you had told us without cutting me off.” Woodstar’s tail lowers, “LaurelClan has been doing well. We have no need for more prey or any more water because it has been raining so often. There have been no signs of The Rot. 

“Four kits have been born, from two different litters, however due to the inability for my deputies to speak to each other without hissing, I will not be announcing them.” 

The Gathering is silent for a moment. Brightstar looks out, impervious to anything, including the leap that she calmly dodges as a deputy—Yellowsight thinks it’s Whirlnose?—misses her with so little space that Yellowsight expected Brightstar to be torn off the branch. As it is, the deputy falls to the ground with a large thud and several cats wince as they step back. 

“Treat him when we get back.” Brightstar says to Wishstream, “Other than that, Whitesnap has passed her assessment and been given her warrior name. That is all.” 

Whitesnap gets a decent amount of cheering, however LaurelClan is the clan that’s the quietest, still shocked by the efforts that had so soon occurred. 

“A disgrace.” Moonstar growls as he steps up. Brightstar shoots him a dark look but doesn’t voice it. Maybe she agrees? “CloudClan has been doing well. Our borders are strong, and we go to sleep with full bellies.” I can see. Just as well as I would see your ribs if you weren’t, prey stealers, “We have been righting a wrong by taking back territory that was wrongfully given to BroadleafClan seasons ago due to Morningstar’s underhanded tactics.”

“Too many seasons ago that you didn’t take it back as soon as I became leader?” Vaststar shoots back immediately, voice so low it bordered on a purr, “Or are you just doing this because you want to push down any dissent? Either way,” Vaststar continues, ignoring Moonstar’s furious look, “I will not be giving that territory back without a fight. Maybe if you had discussed with with me—after all, what does the former cats of ForestClan have to do with former HillClan territory?—but that option is long gone.

“Expect BroadleafClan warriors at the true border soon.” Vaststar replies with a sneer. 

Moonstar lashes his tail. 

“Remember the truce.”

Moonstar lashes his tail once more before turning back to the Gathering, “That is all.”

There’s a quiet yowl, a cheer for a warrior name but Moonstar yells, “QUIET!” and that singular cat goes quiet again. 

“Uh, well, it’s gotten very tense tonight, hasn’t it?” Toadstar says with a quick glance up at the full, uncovered moon, “I’ll try to listen things up a bit, I am a very jokey cat…I wish I could think of a joke right now.”

“All your jokes are bad!” calls out Starlingblossom from the ground. Both his deputies start to mrrow. 

Toadstar thinks for a moment, “Yeah, but I’ve never claimed to be a funny cat, only a jokey one.” That does get a chuckle out of some cats, “And sometimes that works in my favor—MarshClan doesn’t have warriors or new kits, however we do have four new apprentices: Turtlepaw, Toothpaw, Songpaw, and Toadpaw. No relation.” There are some more laughs as well as calling out the apprentices names. Yellowsight does join in for it. 

“Everyone is nice and happy, thanks to Starlingblossom, and the mud isn’t sticking to our fur. Oh, and we haven’t seen any signs of The Rot either. And, that’s it.” 

“Seeing as MountainClan still has not come.” Vaststar says, closing the Gathering because she had been the one to open it, “This marks the end of the Gathering. After the sun rises once more, then we are all enemies.” She pointedly does not look at Moonstar as she jumps off the SkyGrowth, with Mistmoon only a second behind her. 

Beefur groans beside her as BroadleafClan begins to peel away, saying goodbye to the cat she had just met before the crowd of cats pulls them away. 

Yellowsight looks into the crowd before picking out a red and yellow pelt, “Watch mom.” She hisses to Canaryback before she catches up to Vaststar, walking in line with her as they cross the bridge. 

Then Vaststar turns to her and starts speaking and all of Yellowsight’s irritation melts away as she talks to the cat she wishes would always call her name from the SkyGrowth, would always want and watch over her. 

[fallingstarsau]

HYPOKITS?!? FROM AN AMAZING ARTIST!?!

Could I get Longtail/Whitestorm? I literally spun a wheel for the second half of this pairing lol, they might work out though...

Roleswap!AU with Darkstripe! Longtail is born as Leopardfur’s last kit, small and sickly. However, against all odds… he lives. His first memories are of Whitekit giving him a feather to play with, since he was still to weak to roughhouse with him and Tigerkit.

Whilst Tigerpaw and Whitepaw strike up a friendly rivalry, smothering doubts about Tigerpaw’s heritage, Longpaw is scrutinized. He isn’t as strong as Tigerpaw, or as clever as Whitepaw, or as brash as Lionpaw. He is only able to win via trickery.

But, one day, during a wild boar attack, he is saved by Whitestorm. Longtail falls head over heels, and they have a one night stand.

But, they aren’t healthy together, and quickly break up. And when the kits are finally born, Longtail doesn’t even show up for their birth.

Whitestorm refuses to let that affect him, however, and names the three by himself. The white tabby is named Snowkit, the brown tabby is named Pinekit, and the white and black spotted cat is named Sootkit.

(I’m just imagining the drama that Firepaw has no idea is going on when he joins the clan… anyways, Snowkit grows up to be Snowleap, Pinekit grows up to be Pinefall, and Sootkit grows up to be Sootstorm!)

[cryptidclaw]

Willowchime

Design Notes:

idk how i feel abt this one... but I defo like it better than the last design I did for her :P I do love Rosebush's family of pink cats tho hehehe

Character Bio:

Willowchime

(Willowpelt)

Cis molly; she/her

Age as of 1st arc's beginning: 3 cycles, 1 moon; ~28 Hys

Title meaning: -chime = a kind, soft and caring cat; a cat with a soft and/or beautiful voice

Caretaker of Thunder Order

Mentor: Poppydawn

Mother: Rosebush

Siblings: Redtail; Spottedleaf

Ex-Mate: Teddy (kittypet)

Mate: Lynxstorm

Kits w/ Teddy: Darkstripe; Graybelly

Kits w/ Lynxstorm: Sootstorm; Rainwhisker; Sorreltail

Grandkits:  Willowfeather; Oakfeather; Ashfall; Ferncloud; Cinderheart; Honeyfern; Poppyfrost; Rainstorm; Mintfur

Other notable kin: Poppydawn (grandmother); Windflight (grandfather); Sweet (aunt); Sandstorm (niece); Poppy (niece); Flint (nephew)

Character Summary:

Not much change to her character other than her relationship with the kittypet Teddy!

Willow met Teddy as a young adult and she ended up having Darkstripe and then Graybelly with him. They had a fun youthful on and off again relationship but after she became pregnant the second time Willow realized that her continued relationship with Teddy was going to get her in trouble, as kits with outsiders is allowed only if there is no continued relationship with the outsider afterwards. She feared for the backlash and judgement that could fall upon her kits if she was found out, so she broke it off with Teddy.

Willow loved both Dark and Gray very much but she feels as though she failed her first kit. Dark became a very hateful and angry cat, and after the birth of Gray he barely interacted with Willow at all and when he did he seemed angry at her. Willow wonders if he knows about her long lasting relationship with Teddy, and she often questions if she should have told Dark about his father and tried to teach him to not hate his outsider blood.

Willow later became mates with Lynxstorm who she had never really been close to until Gray became an apprentice and Lynx played a large part in his training. Willow would often chat with Lynx and Lionheart about how the apprentice training was going (she wanted to keep an eye on her second kit's training after Dark seemed to have changed so much during his own apprenticeship). Willow and Lynx hit it off during this time and eventually became mates!

They had Sorreltail, Sootfur and Rainwhisker but both died protecting their kits in the Great Battle at the end of the first arc.

...

[image ID: a digital drawing of Willowchime an AU version of Willowpelt from Warrior Cats. She is walking with her right side showing and she has a calm, happy expression on her face with her mouth slightly open like she is talking. She is a sleek, long furred, light gray and orangey-pink tortie with white molly with green eyes. She is mostly light gray with salmon-pink markings on her flank and up to the middle of her tail, some as spotting on her shoulder and under her eyes and up the middle of her face to her curly hair tuft which is the same pinkish color. She has white on the lower half of her face, on her neck, on her legs and on her tail tip. Her inner ears, nose and mouth are all light pink./End ID]

[mousetoe-wc]

Squirrelflight x Rainwhisker hypokits?

Or maybe Leafpool x Hawkfrost?

Sootstorm, Bluepaw and Robinpaw

Sootstorm is born same time as the three and raised along side them and has a very chill personality. Blue and Robin are born when Spark and Alder are supposed to be born, Bluepaw is full Squirrelpaw when she was an apprentice, Robinpaw is very quiet tho.

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Resident: Beetlestar

Aliases / Nicknames: The Tyrant, Mother

Gender: female

Sexuality: bisexual

Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, unnamed former mate, Sparrowstorm, Bitternnose, Flipdust, Dovewhisker,  Wisteriapelt (daughters), Crowfoot, Rosemouse (sons), Primpaw, Peakpaw, Fiercebriar, Quaildrop, Birdcall, Onekit, Pinekit (granddaughters), Gleamfur, Dustpond, Mantiskir (grandsons)

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Flightcloud, Stonethroat, Flipdust, Fleckrunner, Birchswipe (apprentices)

Clan: Lightclan

Rank: leader

Characteristics: bloodthirsty, good hunter,

Number of Murders: 0

Number of Victims: 12

Method of Harm: maiming, encouraging fights, ordering to check out dangerous Twoleg stuff, ordering to cross the border, encouraging fights, making cats fight alone, declaring war

Murder Method: forcing warriors into dangerous situations, harming her warriors to make an example of them

Known Victims: basically the whole Clan

Victim Profile: her Clanmates

Cause of Death: greencough (first life) whitecough (second, third, and fourth life) old age (fifth, sixth, seventh,eighth and ninth life)

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story:

A very incomplete list of how Beetlestar screwed over her Clanmates:

Stonethroat lost part of their tail following Beetlestar’s orders.

Stonethroat then lost the rest of their tail to a fox while following Beetlestar’s orders.

Sootstorm was injured after being ordered by Beetlestar to check out a Twoleg object.

Bluffear was wounded by Beetlestar during a harsh training exercise.

Algaewhisker was injured by Beetlestar to make an example of them.

Crowfoot (a medicine cat and Beetlestar’s child!) lost a paw when Beetlestar made him fight a rogue by himself.

Fadedwatcher was injured by Beetlestar to make an example of them.

Flipdust lost a paw after being forced to fight a hawk by themself.

Beetail was injured during a scuffle encouraged by Beetlestar.

Beetail was later maimed by Beetlestar for questioning her leadership.

Partridgespeckle was injured by Beetlestar for disobeying orders.

Flashscar was mauled twice in one moon for disobeying.

Kenny was ordered to fight a whole badger.

Batpaw was injured for speaking out against Beetlestar.

Additional Information:

--Submission by @ambitiousauthor​

[certainartisanheart]

Sootstorm is the medicine cat of Cloudtribe and the made of Asphodelflower.  Once in the running for becoming leader him and Asphodel were rivals. He was chosen to be leader much to Asphodel's disappointment although he accepted it with grace. The night before the full moon, when the new leader is chosen, he was struck down by a monster left to die on the side of the thunderpath.  He was found by a patrol and carried back to camp. Due to the time sensitive nature of choosing a new leader Asphodel was made leader while Sootstorm was healing. Unsure if he would even survive let alone wake up he was not conscious for 3 nights after the accident. He woke up, Asphodel whispering begging for him to wake up and from there they started talking. He found a new calling as a medicine cat apprentice although he lost his mentor a few moons after becoming a full fledged medicine cat.  His scars healed over though some of them can be seen as longer white fur grew in place of his shorter black fur.  

[bluerazzberrygames]

SootStorm

Warrior Cats Name Generator in 2023

FIRST LETTER OF FIRST NAME:

A - Aster

B - Blank

C - Cone

D - Dreary

E - Ebony

F - Flint

G - Gull

H - Hay

I - Ice

J - Jackdaw

K - Kite

L - Little

M - Moose

N - Newt

O - Olive

P - Pasture

Q - Quill

R - Rising

S - Soot

T - Trail

U - Ucinia

V - Veil

W - Whittle

X - Xylosma

Y - Yelling

Z - Zap

ZODIAC (SUN) SIGN:

Aries - dapple

Taurus - stomp

Gemini - eye

Cancer - feather

Leo - scream

Virgo - patch

Libra - heart

Scorpio - thorn

Sagittarius - fur

Capricorn - muzzle

Aquarius - storm

Pisces - whisker

[we-rate-warrior-names]

Sootstorm - dark grey tom, medicine cat. Held to unnecessarily high expectations as an apprentice, & often abused by his mentor for not reaching them. Became rude and cruel towards his clanmates, & when his medicine cat status was revoked he poisoned his clan's territory & killed the entire clan, becoming a kittypet as a last jab at his old leader.

Sootstorm- An intelligent and self-righteous tom. Sootstorm has always been told that he was never good enough, so now he strives to be the best, and looks down on cats that don’t meet his standards (the ones set by his mentor) not bothering to hide his disdain for them. He justifies every action he does, and believes what he does is for the best. He killed his clan not only for vengeance, but also because he felt they were not worthy enough to live, and he made sure their punishment was as drawn out as he could think of, why not slow it down so he could enjoy it more? Sure, becoming a kittypet wasn’t exactly his dream, but the look on his leader’s face as he went to do so was priceless, 14/10

[redux-iterum]

[wolf-system]

Sootstorm

Smokeheart

Sootsmoke

Enjoy :3

who has c!wilbur themed warrior cats names they'd like to share with me

[warriorsredux]

For the heck of it, if you were a cat in Redux, what role would you take? Which clan would you be in? How would clanmates treat you? What would your name be?

A fun question! My own warriorsona within the Redux would be called Sootstorm (as they are in any Warriors universe) and would have the mixed personality of RiverClan and WindClan - fairly deadpan now that they’ve grown out of their moodiness, but with an eclectic sense of humor and a deep love of stories. It’s a lucky thing they’re in WindClan, though, because they can’t make poems for shit, and they prefer to do their own thing. They’re not the most capable of warriors, so they pretty much stick to patrols and entertaining with various tales they’ve cooked up or heard from other Clans. Thank God WindClan tolerates you just doing your own thing so long as you’re being productive!

[torajira]

doing the clan generator challenge thing atm in between other stuff here's the beechclan council!

slugstar is old as hell. his warrior name was slugtail. quite possibly an f1 serval-cat hybrid

sootstorm is a normal woman. she's slugstar's littermate

thriftbriar is slugstar's newest deputy who he felt he HAD to choose due to her sheer popularity in the clan. she's a ray of sunshine and she's just happy to be here!!!!!

[everybody-loves-purdy]

What are some warrior names you would change if you could?

For instance, I would change Cherryfall to Emberfall and Molewhisker to Sootwhisker. Hoppaw is Hawkpaw and Conefoot is Creekfoot. Flywhisker is Flashwhisker. Stemleaf is Sunleaf, etc.

Those are some really good ideas!

I would probably change Sootfur to Sootstorm, Deadfoot to Hopfoot (seriously why did Heatherstar change that), Harrybrook to Sunbrook and Twigbranch to Twigshade

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

The GorseEmberBirchFox kits!

Gorseheart x Birchflight:

Harekit -> Haretuft: dark brown she-cat with black paws, a black tail, and dark orange eyes (named after Birchflight's sister Haretalon)

Adderkit -> Adderclaw: black tabby tom with green eyes (named after Gorseheart's deceased adoptive brother Adderkit)

Larkkit -> Larksnow: light gray tabby tom with dark orange eyes (named after Larksplash, Foxfire's best friend/Birchflight's first victim)

Emberdawn x Foxfire:

Sootkit -> Sootshade: dark ginger tabby tom with a white underbelly and yellow eyes (named after Foxfire's brother Sootstorm)

Cloudkit -> Cloudstep: white she-cat with ginger splotches and blue eyes (named after Cloudrose, Birchflight's best friend/one of Foxfire's victims)

heck yes to all of them!

[certainartisanheart]

Asphodelflower is the current chief of Cloud clan. He is a trans tom who is kind hearted with a strong spirit like the rest of his clan. He was found as a small kit no older than a moon . He was raised by an old queen named Snapwisker. His clan often has a surplus of apprentices and kits as he will take in cats willingly. Black being his most recent. Seeing potential he personally trains the young she-cat. Sootstorm is his mate and life partner. Both agree they do not want others in their relationship and often avoid questions and keep their love secret even though there is nothing preventing it. Only Black and Rookfur know the truth.

Yes this is based on warrior cats, he is essentially a warrior cat but in a different setting.