#finchstar wc

[lemnnshark]

"Finchstar is a ginger tabby and white tom with amber eyes."

[plushieclan]

Moon 4 Gathering

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“Ish dish enough frefkill?” Nightflower muffled through two mice crammed into her mouth.

Darkstar chuckled. “Hey, you shouldn’t have your mouth full when speaking, Nightflower.”

She spits the mice out onto the ground. “Heh, sorry Dad.”

Still, he nodded affirmatively. “With Shimmersky’s fish and Gingerclaw’s bluejay, we should have enough food for the gathering.”

“Darkstar! Darkstar!” a large bundle of orange fur barreled towards the two cats, crashing into Nightflower.

She laughed. “What’s wrong, Tigerkit?”

The ball of fluff straightened himself out until he resembled a normal cat. “Applepaw’s being mean again. She snapped at Pebblekit!”

Darkstar sighed. “Acting out isn’t going to make me change my mind. I’ll have a talk with Blossomtail.”

“About what?” Nightflower asked.

“I decided to have Applepaw stay behind this Gathering. She’s been too irresponsible as of late.”

“I suppose that makes sense.” she probably also would have been sulking if she was left behind.

“You know, since I’m so helpful…” Tigerkit started.

“No Gatherings until you’re an apprentice.” Darkstar sighed.

—

The Gathering itself was just as bustling. The fresh kill was deposited atop the grates of the flaming barrel for the after-gathering feast. Nightflower still didn’t do well with fire, so she handed off her freshkill to Dawnpaw. She decided to meet up with Lynxpaw and Firepaw while Dawnpaw took care of the food.

Firepaw wasn’t hard to find. Her bright red fur was like a beacon, even among a sea of other ginger cats. She was sat with Lynxpaw, who looked very happy.

“What’s the occasion?” Nightflower asked as she padded over.

“My warrior ceremony!” Lynxpaw declared, the enthusiasm palpable in her voice. “I’m Lynxclaw now.”

Firepaw looked glum. “I wish. My mentor’s been ignoring my training… I’ll never be a warrior at this rate.”

Lynxclaw paused. “I’m sorry Firepaw. That sucks.”

“Ah… whatever. I think Smallcloud is just getting sick or something. I don’t know why he’s been ignoring me.”

“Oh… I can’t imagine how you must be feeling.” Nightflower said. Even Leopardcloud, stuck in the nursery, still made sure she kept up her training when she wasn’t able to be there.

A large silence fell over the Gathering. It was time to start; the first leader stepped to the front. This moon, it was Redstar.

“To start, Swampclan has been well. Our kits are well-fed, and will grow strong. Our apprentices, even more so.” Redstar stated simply, before stepping back.

“I heard that those kits born last moon were his.” Lynxclaw whispered to Nightflower. “Jaggedkit and Sharpkit, I think they’re named. Poor kits. Now they have to turn out evil with those names.”

Nightflower wasn’t so sure, but she wasn’t willing to be scolded for talking during the Gathering.

Next, Finchstar took the front.

“My son and his mate have had a litter of three healthy kits! We thank Starclan for them.” He showed an uncharacteristic amount of emotion, before frowning again. His tone was grave. “Unfortunately, one of our border patrols was ambushed by a coyote. One of our apprentices, Splinterpaw, did not make it. We ask other clans to increase their patrols and stay wary until the coyote has left our lands.”

Whispers carried over the crowd— uncertain, and somewhat panicked, before the Wanderers representative spoke up.

“It will not take long for the coyote to leave. The Twolegs will chase it out once they notice it. Remain alert, but calm, while on patrol.” the representative stepped back, allowing Badgerstar to step forward.

“We have two new warriors, as well as one new cleric apprentice.” he drawled, seemingly not caring. “Lynxclaw, Locustclaw, and Mitepaw.” He paused to allow the clans to cheer.

Nightflower made sure to cheer extra hard for her good friend, who seemed extremely flattered by all the attention. Firepaw, on the other hand, looked like her flames had been doused by a heavy rainfall.

After the noise had died down, he spoke again. “We grieve the loss of our beloved Seedwhisker, who succumbed to illness. May my son carry on his path of benevolence in Starclan, just as he did in life.” he bowed his head, ushering in a moment of silence.

Nightflower looked over at Starleaf. Her mother was close with Seedwhisker, right? He was one of the members of her prophecy journey. Her mother was huddled up with her Grangeclan friends, Dovelight and Pearlheart.

The silence was broken with a single exclamation.

“Seedwhisker!”

Now, every clan was looking at the three mollies. Pearlheart was staring at the faded outline of a tom, though Nightflower couldn’t pick out any of the details. He was glowing a bright blue, which certainly wasn’t a real pelt color. Was that… a Starclan cat?

“What’s she looking at?” Lynxclaw asked, confusion lacing her voice.

“You don’t see the glowing cat in front of her?” Nightflower said.

Firepaw shook her head. “She’s just staring at nothing.”

“Well, there’s a Starclan cat right in front of her!”

Nightflower quickly looked around. Badgerstar had his head in his paws, and Bonestripe looked shocked. Finchstar merely looked confused, and Redstar was simply annoyed.

Clouds began to crowd around the full moon, blotting out all but a small circle in the middle.

Darkstar took the front, interrupting the moment. “Starclan has spoken. The Gathering has ended for now.” he jumped down, gathering the clanmates.

Nightflower barely had a moment to say goodbye to her friends when she was pulled away with the rest of Crystalclan.

He padded over to Nightflower as they left the Gathering. “Your mother is staying behind.”

“What was that?” Nightflower asked her father.

“You could see it, couldn’t you? How well?” he dodged her question.

“But— well, yes. I could see the glowing blue cat. I couldn’t tell who it was though. Was he from Starclan?”

He nodded to her. “So not well. I see… yes, that glowing cat was a Starclan cat.”

“But why did that ghost appear?”

“To say goodbye.” Darkstar replied. “or maybe to give a warning. We won’t know until we ask your mother.”

“I guess that food will go to waste now…” she said absentmindedly.

“It won’t. Don’t worry about it.” he licked her forehead. “Come on. Let’s go home.”

As he walked away, Nightflower could only wonder what Starclan was thinking. Perhaps she’d ask her mother. Hopefully her mother was willing to share what she’d learned.

—

“Beware the jagged thorns of the lake, for they will sink into you like a lifeline.” Pearlheart repeated back to the other two.

“What could that mean?” Starleaf asked, worry in her eyes.

“I don’t know Leafy.” Pearlheart had a worried look on her face. “But he said the message was for you.”

Dovelight turned to Starleaf. “If you need extra warriors, Grangeclan will send them.”

Starleaf shook her head. “No. I will not put your clanmates in danger. We will handle this ourselves.”

Pearlheart pressed against Starleaf’s side, letting out a sad huff. “Be safe Leafy. Please.”

“I will, Pearlheart. I promise.” Starleaf spared one last look towards the spot where Seedwhisker supposedly stood, thoughts swirling with confusion and fear.

She turned and walked away.

[the-skiesdivide]

Finchstar . He/Him . ThicketClan Leader

Warrior name: Finchnose

Mother: Unknown(Deceased) Father: Unknown(Deceased) Sister: Yewhollow Predecessor: Gardeniastar

A sardonic and wishy-washy tom, it's noted that Finchstar considers ThicketClan the best out of all five. He takes great care with his Clan and defends its borders fiercely. Unfortunately, he is greatly passive-aggressive, even with his own Clanmates.

He's been known to turn away outsiders via somewhat underhanded means, telling them(more like exaggerating) just how hard Clan life really is. He claims he isn't opposed to them, and this is somewhat the case, he just severely doubts their abilities.

[frostconebitez]

Designs for an upcoming map part

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Resident: Finchstar 

Aliases / Nicknames: Finchdrift 

Gender: tom 

Sexuality: bisexual 

Family: Coldsplash (mother), Rootsway (father), Honeybuzz (sister), Belugastar (mate) 

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Belugastar (apprentice)

Clan: NightClan 

Rank: leader 

Characteristics: vengeful, sneaky, charismatic

Murder Motive: vengence 

Number of Victims: 25+ 

Number of Murders: 10 

Murder Method: unspecified

Known Victims: Fernstar, Silentwing, Robinroost, Earthenstrike, countless ThunderClan cats

Victim Profile: ThunderClan cats, abusers 

Cause of Death: killed by a tornado. 

Cautionary Tale: do not scorn those you protect, or else they shall return with fury and strength 

Story: 

The devastation done to my former Clan was great. 

ThunderClan then forced their help and rule onto us. 

They all laughed as I turned around slow, I tried to help take back the Clan once we had our strength back. 

They said you “ain't welcome 'round here anymore.” Exiled from my home, along with a few loyal supporters. 

“You just might as well go.” My mother, my father, even my sister just watched. I wiped the blood from my face as I slowly came to my knees. My pleas for help from StarClan were not answered. 

I said, “I'll be back when you least expect it.” I made a promise as I stared into the face of those I once loved,  And the Dark’s coming with me. Dark’s coming with me.”   

There is a hill at the bottom of the valley. We picked up a few cats along the way to where NightClan would make itself home. Where all the poor souls go when they die. 

Beluga, eventually to be Belugastar, was a kittypet who joined us. We made quick friends. And if you listen real close, I told them of the original Clans, and stories of how they had spread all throughout. 

You can hear em' like a ghost. Berryspeckle was whispered to by those from the beyond, Dark Forest and the dissatisfied of StarClan alike. Saying “you're never gonna make it out alive.” 

The mountain Clans were not entirely welcoming. Ratstar and I became like brothers, but WoodClan, SparkClan, LaurelClan, and CliffClan ranged from skeptical to outright hostile. There is a Twolegplace at the bottom of that hill I established NightClan, and the dissatisfied told Berryspeckle of what I had to do. 

They got a secret that they keep like a slave. First, I had to cease publicly executing abusive mentors, as it made StarClan uneasy. They suggested exile. They got a black magic creature, I made contact with the condemned, and took their advice as well. We'd do well to let me teach her overtime.

I learned secrets of these lands. How to survive on the base of this great hill. You'll be heading up that hill to the grave. 

NightClan was accepted among the Clans, and I knew what I had to do. And it is well, with my soul, I gained nine lives from the dissatisfied of StarClan, and I was off. 

Although all my time away had gotten me out of practice, I still could remember the moors of my old home. And on your way down to the Dark, you hear me ring that bell. Tempering my rage, I met a WindClan patrol at their border. I'd pay the Darkness twice as much to keep your soul.

Honeybuzz kept this secret, and my patrol arrived to ThunderClan. There was a drifter passing through that little valley. My arrival to ThunderClan with my patrol was met with confusion. See, he had promised he was coming back to the lake.

I fulfilled the promise I had made long ago. They didn't know me by my face, or by the claws itching to waste. None of them recognized me. It had been so long. But I knew them all. I came back to burn this land to the ground.

My patrol had orders to avoid the young, old, and sick. And so we attacked. First there was fire, then there was smoke. 

StarClan showed their displeasure. Lightning struck the forest, and a wild storm kicked up. The medicine cat, Rainwing, tried to stop me as I approached Fernstar. He paid for his arrogance. I did not leave them without, his apprentice rightfully helped the kits, queens, and elders escape. Then they all fell to their knees and begged that drifter please.

A few WindClan cats approached me, begging for me to stop.  Begged me please, as he raised his my claws before I spoke. I stood on Highrock, proclaiming my truth. “ I am the righteous hand of Stars, and I am the Darkness that you forgot.  And I told you one day you will see, that I'll be back, I guarantee, and darkness is coming with me.”

And it is well, with my soul. Fernstar turned to face me, yowling his rage. I tackled him, and took his final life.Laughing, I could hardly notice the winds. My life was over in a flash. 

Additional Information: 

--Submission by @frightnightindustries​

--Belugastar's a trans male! Silentwing and Robinroost are his parents.

--Earthenstrike clawed his apprentice for trespassing on the LaurelClan border.

--I literally was just introduced to this song by a friend, and I was reading this thinking hey this sounds familiar.

[rosemist50]

Code 10 has Thunderclan leader and deputy Finchstar and Daisyheart, Shadowclan leader and deputy Ripplestar and Marshscar, Skyclan leader Hawkstar and former leader Dewstar, Windclan leader Dovestar and Riverclan leader Reedstar. Then Code 11 has Poppycloud and her son Mottlepaw, their leader and deputy Rowanstar and Nightmask, and Oddfoot and Morningmist, all Skyclan. Lionstar and his deputy Greeneyes, as well as Oatwhisker, are Thunderclan.

Originally posted on IG August 2022

[yumequeenbr]

156#Finchstar

i decided make him as a zebra finch bird

[wormstar]

making wc ocs for like the first time in years. positing a challenge to myself to make characters themed around individual tmv songs.... planning to make a good couple of clans that live around the galapagos islands. more info under cut

these guys come from flowclan, a clan living near a mountain known as the cloud cliff. stories of the cliff bursting and unleashing fatal viscera have been passed down through multiple generations, though such a phenomenon has gone directly unobserved for decades.

sniffstar is an old old man and unfortunately (in his opinion) the current leader of flowclan. a former healer-turned-warrior and part of a political coup in his youth, he aided in the assassination of the previous leader, blossomstar, who was planning to send out a patrol of cats to make the week-long journey into dustclan territory as a feint to encourage war between the two clans. following blossomstar's death, his deputy finchtail, who was a spy for the coup, ascended to leadership and elected sniffstep as her successor. sniffstep supported finchstar's somewhat more just rule, though often butted heads with her for her laissez-faire attitude toward external clan affairs, as he believed that the only way to live in good conscience was to unite the island clans into one. following a bout of sickness, finchstar lost most of her lives. sniffstep secretly snuffed the last one and became leader himself. moons and moons have passed and his diplomatic ideals have become somewhat of a joke among a good sect of flowclan, and especially among the other clans. dustclan is the only clan that has agreed to form a 'connective alliance' with flowclan to honor the coup preventing a war. becoming jaded in his age, sniffstar has become much more meek, especially in the face of other leaders' aggression. these days he is honestly just waiting for starclan to take him.

i have much less for snakebird but vague idea is that she was accused of heresy against starclan by the leader of another clan and was abducted and executed and posthumously mutilated. she was buried far from clan territories to avoid her ascension to starclan, though this was not distant enough — various spirits eventually reached her within the course of a moon and, miraculously, managed to resuscitate her. she made an arduous journey back to flowclan territory and resumed her position, is probably training an apprentice and keeping undercover, restricted to flowclan's camp

[marmotclaw]

Renames for duplicate cats

Applefur (tf) -> Applestem

Bee (cotp) -> Cicada

Beechfur (tc) -> Beechpelt

Birchstar (skc) -> Elmstar

Birchstar (wc) -> Hickorystar

Branch (hj) -> Sprig

Cloudberry (rc) -> Darkberry

Coco (dk) -> Coconut

Darkstar (cotc) -> Puddlestar

Darkstar (skc) -> Murkstar

Dew Nose -> Dew Grass

Dovestar -> Wrenstar

Eeltail -> Eelfang

Emberdawn (stc) -> Emberlight

Emberkit (dotc) -> Ember Sparks

Feather (gc) -> Quill

Fernleaf -> Fernear

Flower (lo) -> Dahlia

Flower (ro) -> Aster

Flowerstem (cotc) -> Flowernose

Frecklewish (skc) -> Freckleface

Fritz (rp) -> Freddie

Gorseclaw (tc) -> Gorsebush

Gorseclaw (wc) -> Gorseflower

Gorsetail (tnp) -> Fawnfoot

Greywing -> Greyfeather

Hareflight (fq) -> Harewhisker

Heronwing (tc) -> Heroncrown

Ivytail (rc) -> Ivypelt

Larchkit (mv) -> pecankit

Larksong (bp) -> Larkcall

Larkwing (fq) -> Larkshine

Leaf (dotc) -> Stem

Lily (fq) -> Tulip

Max (kp) -> Maxie

Milkfur (wc) -> Milktooth

Milkfur (rc) -> Milksplash

Minnowkit (cotc) -> Lushkit

Mintfur (skc) -> Mintleaf

Minty (ro) -> Mint

Mitzi (kp) -> Jodie

Molewhisker -> Moleleap

Mossheart (tc) -> Mosspebble

Mudclaw (sc) -> Mudlegs

Nettle -> Spurge

Night (hj) -> Spore

Nightstar (dotc) -> Duskstar

Nutmeg (ro) -> Pistachio

Oatwhisker (tc) -> Oattail

Patch (kp) -> Patchy

Patch Pelt -> Patched Fur

Petal (Sister) -> Pond

Pouncetail (sc) -> Pouncepuddle

Quailfeather (cotc) -> Quailwing

Rabbitleap (tc) -> Rabbitfoot

Rain (dotc) -> Monsoon

Rainfur (skc) -> Rainmask

Redclaw -> Marshclaw

Reedshine (cotc) -> Reedear

Rippletail/Buster-> Rippledawn

Robinwing (rc) -> Robinspots

Robinwing (skc) -> Robintalon

Robinwing (wc) -> Robinswoop

Rose (fq) -> Rosa

Rowanstar (cotc) -> Crimsonstar

Rushtail (wc) -> Rushseed

Shade Pelt-> Shade Nose

Shadepelt (avos) -> Shadeclaw

Shimmerpelt (cp) -> Shimmershade

Slate (ih) -> Wedge

Sloefur (rc) -> Sloeberry

Snaketail (tot) -> Snakeeye

Snaketooth -> Snakecatcher

Sparrow (ro) -> Wren

Sparrowfeather (stc) -> Sparroweye

Sparrowpelt (skc) -> Sparrowcrest

Spider (trr) -> Tarantula

Stagleap (tc) -> Stagsong

Stoatfur (bs) -> Stoatsnout

Stone (dotc) -> Cobblestone

Stone Song (dotc) -> Stone Speckle

Swallowtail (rc) -> Swallowheart

Thistle (ro) -> Cleaver

Thistlepaw (cotc) -> Barbpaw

Thrushpelt (wc) -> Thrushthroat

Velvet (sd) -> Silk

Wrenflight (skc) -> Wrenbeak

Warrior names for kits, apprentices and leaders

Acornpaw -> Acornpounce

Adderkit -> Adderbite

Adderpaw -> Adderpatch

Beechpaw -> Beechspring

Beechstar -> Beechdust

Bellkit -> Bellsong

Birchstar -> Birchbloom

Blossomkit -> Blossomtail

Brindlestar -> Brindlestorm

Brownpaw -> Brownthorn

Brushpaw -> Brushroar

Buzzardkit -> Buzzardcry

Carpkit - Carpwhisker

Cedarstar -> Cedarfall

Cherrypaw -> Cherryspark

Chestnutkit -> Chestnutsnap

Copperpaw-> Copperleaf

Cricketkit -> Cricketchirp

Crimsonstar -> Crimsonroot

Curlypaw -> Curlytail

Cypresspaw -> Cypressmulch

Dandelionkit -> Dandeliontuft

Darkstar -> Darkmist

Dawnstar -> Dawngaze

Deerpaw -> Deerwhistle

Dewkit -> Dewflower

Dewstar -> Dewfern

Dovestar -> Dovethroat

Downkit -> Downstream

Dragonflykit -> Dragonflytail

Driftkit - Driftmouse

Drizzlekit -> Drizzleflake

Duckkit -> Duckpuddle

Duckpaw -> Duckfeather

Duskpaw -> Duskflint

Duststar -> Dustmask

Eaglekit -> Eaglefoot

Elmstar -> Elmleap

Emberkit -> Emberfall

Emberstar -> Emberdance

Fallowkit -> Fallowfeather

Fallowpaw -> Fallowfoot

Fallowstar -> Fallowhare

Featherkit -> Featherbreeze

Featherstar -> Featherdust

Fennelstar -> Fennelfrost

Finchkit -> Finchberry

Finchstar -> Finchtail

Flickerkit-> Flickersong

Flowerpaw -> Flowerpool

Flystar -> Flyswarm

Fogpaw -> Fogwhisper

Hatchkit -> Hatchshell

Hawkstar -> Hawkeye

Hazelstar -> Hazelbranch

Heatherstar -> Heatherpad

Hickorystar -> Hickoryheart

Hillkit -> Hillbreeze

Hollykit -> Hollybark

Hollystar -> Hollyseed

Hopekit -> Hopeflower

Houndstar -> Houndtooth

Ivystar -> Ivyneedle

Juniperkit -> Juniperberry

Larchkit -> Larchwood

Lavenderkit -> Lavenderheart

Lightningpaw -> Lightningstrike

Lilystar -> Lilyfall

Lionstar -> Lionfang

Littlekit -> Littlelight

Lushkit -> Lushstone

Lynxkit -> Lynxwish

Maplestar -> Maplewhisker

Marigoldkit -> Marigolddrop

Marshkit ->Marshbelly

Marshpaw -> Marshstep

Minnowkit -> Minnownose

Mintkit -> Mintcreek

Mintpaw -> Mintheart

Mistkit -> Mistmoon

Mistlekit -> Mistleclaw

Molepaw -> Molerye

Morningkit -> Morningdew

Morningstar -> Morningwhisper

Mosskit -> Mossflight

Mosspaw -> Mosslog

Murkstar -> Murkfoot

Nettlepaw -> Nettleleaf

Nightkit -> Nightfall

Oakstar -> Oakthorn

Oatkit -> Oatspots

Patchkit -> Patchheart

Pecankit-> Pecancone

Perchkit -> Perchtuft

Perchpaw -> Perchsplash

Petalkit -> Petalstorm

Pikepaw -> Pikespeck

Pricklekit -> Pricklepelt

Primpaw -> Primfrost

Prongkit -> Prongclaw

Puddlestar -> Puddlefur

Quailkit -> Quailshell

Quickpaw -> Quickclaw

Quietkit -> Quietmew

Redstar -> Redwisp

Reedstar -> Reedfur

Ripplestar -> Ripplestripe

Robinkit -> Robincurl

Robinstar -> Robincloud

Rubblekit -> Rubbledust

Rubblepaw -> Rubblepelt

Rushpaw -> Rushsplash

Rustlekit -> Rustlekit

Sedgestar -> Sedgespike

Seedpaw -> Seedsong

Shrewpaw -> Shrewrunner

Shrimppaw -> Shrimptail

Silverpaw -> Silverspring

Smallstar -> Smallstep

Snailpaw -> Snailmask

Snipkit -> Snippad

Snowkit -> Snowblossom

Snowstar -> Snowstorm

Specklepaw -> Specklennose

Spiderstar -> Spiderfang

Splashkit -> Splashspots

Splashpaw -> Splashpuddle

Spottedpaw -> Spottedfeather

Storkkit -> Storkwing

Swampkit -> Swampswim

Swankit -> Swansong

Sweetpaw -> Sweettooth

Swiftpaw -> Swiftblaze

Swiftstar -> Swiftheart

Talonpaw -> Talonshade

Talonstar -> Talonfang

Tanglepaw -> Tanglefur

Tabsypaw -> Tansybeetle

Thistlepaw -> Thistletoe

Troutstar -> Troutshine

Tulipkit -> Tuliptuft

Tumblekit -> Tumbleweed

Turtlekit -> Turtlesnap

Vinestar -> Vinetail

Volestar -> Volechaser

Waterkit -> Watervole

Weaselkit -> Weaselbounce

Webkit -> Webhaze

Whitestar -> Whitehawk

Wildkit -> Wildheart

Willowkit -> Willowgleam

Willowstar -> Willowmane

Wishkit -> Wishseed

Woodkit -> Woodrattle

Wrenstar -> Wreneye

[sparklestardesigns]

Mudclaw or finchstar?

✨ Mudclaw! ✨

and ✨ Finchstar! ✨

[marmosetpaw]

[plushieclan]

Gathering: Moon One

TW: Death mention

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“Now, remember… you’re Shimmerpaw’s littermate,” Darkstar reminded Nightpaw. She nodded.

“I remember the story Dad. I’ll be ok.”

Nightpaw looked behind her. Tonight’s gathering would be the first since the attack… and the first she ever attended. The entire clan was with them— Darkstar said it was to look stronger.

She hung close to her friends as they made it to Four Corners. It was an old Twoleg den. Nightpaw had a lot of experience with those.

At the center, a strange light emanated from a smooth, round cylinder. She bristled; wait, it was fire!

Sandpaw put his hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry. It’s not like real fire. It stays in that cylinder.”

She sighed. “How did you know that was what I was thinking?”

“Because that was my reaction too.” he laughed with a mrrp.

They laughed together for a bit, until Darkstar hushed them. She took the opportunity to have a look around.

The three other clan leaders were sat at the highest part of the den. The first was a very old black cat— he was lighter than Darkstar, but much bigger than him. She assumed he was Badgerstar of Treeclan. Next was one she knew a little more— a tom with a maroon coat and white upper half. That was Finchstar. He was the youngest of the leaders. When she looked at the last leader, she felt fear.

His coat was a light ginger. It was spotted— but what drew her gaze was his crimson eyes. They were sharp. Piercing red. That must have been what he got his name from, she thought. Redstar.

He cleared his throat, starting first.

“We have had a good moon. Swampclan has welcomed two new warriors, Junco-eyes and Ploverbelly.”

He paused to allow the gathering to yowl their names. The Crystalclan cats merely glared at him. That didn’t seem to phase him— he continued as usual.

“And one new apprentice. Welcome, Hawthornpaw! And thank you to the Wanderers for shifting her our way!” He motioned to another cat on the balcony, seemingly a member of the Wanderers.

“Why is a member of a rogue group up there with the leaders?” she asked Starleaf.

“The Wanderers aren’t just a rogue group.” she said sternly. “It’s their job to rotate cats around our area. Taking exiled cats away from their clans and placed elsewhere, as well as placing interested kittypets and loners into the clans as well as anywhere else they desire. In that way, they’re like a fifth clan to us. You should know this— I was born into the Wanderers. And so was Shimmerpaw.”

Nightpaw chuckled nervously. “Look, I pay attention. I just didn’t realize the Wanderers were so… big and important, I guess.”

Nightpaw’s gaze was shifted to a pretty little cat— Hawthornpaw. It was clear— she was a former kittypet. Her pelt was a rare one in the wild. With luxurious cream fur and brown points, she couldn’t have been born a warrior.

Meanwhile, the two warriors looked somewhat familiar to her. Their grey pelts just seemed to remind her of something.

Starleaf murmured to her.

“Swanjaw’s kits.”

Nightpaw gasped. She remembered them! They were in the Bayclan nursery with her— just a few moons older!

“Wasn’t there three of them?” she asked.

Starleaf nodded. “Yes, but… Woodpeckerkit was a black kitten. They… well, you know.”

She looked away. She didn’t want to think about that.

Starleaf nudged her, pointing to the leaders again. Finchstar had rotated to speak.

“Grangeclan has not had much occur this past moon. However, we have one new apprentice, Firepaw.” he spoke curtly and quickly, before stepping back.

The aforementioned Firepaw was a very red cat. Next to her, her not-as-red mother and very blue father looked proud as they could be.

Up next was Badgerstar, who ambled to the front.

“Treeclan has recently lost a young apprentice. Perchpaw will be remembered for her enthusiasm and determination. A moment of silence for her, please.”

Everyone was quiet, besides the wailing of another Treeclan apprentice.

After that moment, Badgerstar left the front. It was Darkstar’s turn.

He went up to the front. “We have two new apprentices.” he said, with a smile. “Our kits are growing up. Nothing could be better!”

Nightpaw wasn’t stupid. She could easily tell that he was lying through his teeth. But the others seemed to have bought it.

“With one last thanks to Starclan, the Gathering is adjourned.” Everyone began to break for socializing.

“Leafy!” A cat cried, lunging at Starleaf. She was a cat with a pinkish hue, and strange pendant around her neck.

“Hello Pearlheart. How are you?” Starleaf mrrped happily.

Another cat was behind Pearlheart. This cat was a lot scruffier— she was a brown tabby with a red bandana. “You should be less forceful, Pearly.”

She pouted. “But I was so worried after I heard about the attack!”

The other cat noticed Nightpaw. “Who’s this, Leafy?”

“Oh, I’m Nightpaw! I’m Shimmerpaw’s sister.” she said quickly.

Starleaf motioned something to the two mollies, whose eyes went wide.

The brown tabby nodded. “We understand, Leafy.” She turned to Nightpaw. “It’s nice to meet you, Nightpaw. I’m Dovelight, deputy of Grangeclan. I’m an old friend of your mama. Take care of ol’ Foxtail for us, will you?”

She nods. They must know Foxtail Barley, Shimmerpaw’s mother. “I will.”

Pearlheart spoke as well. “And I’m Pearlheart, Grangeclan cleric! Your mom is very dear to me. I don’t know what I’d do without Lea-without Foxy!”

“Oh um— I’ll tell her that too!” She shot Starleaf a scared look.

Starleaf chuckled. “It’s alright. They can be trusted. They’re my best friends.”

With that, a wail erupted from the Treeclan gathering. A young molly apprentice, the same as before, was mourning.

“Go comfort her.” Starleaf signaled to Nightpaw.

“Wait, isn’t she from another clan?”

“War is rare. Friends in other clans are much more important… especially in this time.”

She noticed how Starleaf’s gaze lingered on Redstar.

Nightpaw nodded. “Alright, I’ll go help her.”

She walked over, mulling over what to say.

The apprentice was a white and brown molly, with a beautiful butterfly ornament attached to her ear.

“Hey. I’m Nightpaw. How are you feeling?” She whispered, sitting down next to her.

“Not good. Obviously.” she sniffled. “I’m Lynxpaw.”

“She was your sister, wasn’t she? I’ve lost a littermate too. I understand how it feels.” Nightpaw said gently.

“I knew the curse would take one of us.” Lynxpaw said, looking at the ground. “But why Perchpaw?!”

“Oh my stars, Lynxpaw, you need to shut up about the curse!” A dark tom apprentice snapped at her.

“Well, how do you explain our family’s luck then! You don’t believe it’s true, but now Perchpaw is gone!” she yowled back.

“Woah, woah, woah, enough!” Nightpaw heard the sound of Shimmerpaw behind her. “What’s this about a curse?”

Shimmerpaw laid herself to the other side of Lynxpaw, forming a tight huddle around her.

“My family is cursed. Every generation, when four kits are born… one will die horribly as an apprentice. We don’t know why. My father lost his sister as an apprentice, my grandmother before him… and so on.” Lynxpaw explained.

“Starclan has said that there isn’t a curse!” The dark tom lunged, only to be caught by the red apprentice from earlier.

“That’s enough.” Firepaw said, holding him back. “This is a Gathering. Fighting isn’t allowed.”

Nightpaw looked over to see if Starleaf could help, but she was deep in conversation with the Grangeclan deputy and cleric. Dang it!

“Yarrowpaw, I wish you would just believe the facts.” Lynxpaw muttered.

Nightpaw looked between this spat of littermates with extreme worry. “Um, hi. Firepaw? I’m Nightpaw. Do you think you could deal with Yarrowpaw for us?” She addressed the red Grangeclan apprentice.

“I’ll take care of it!” she winked. “Also, nice to meet you.”

With that, Firepaw dragged the unfortunate Yarrowpaw away from the girls.

Lynxpaw sighed. “My brother… he doesn’t believe in the curse. But it almost seems like he doesn’t care at all.”

“I’m sure he does—” Nightpaw started.

“He’s so mean to you. You don’t deserve it.” Shimmerpaw interjected.

Nightpaw shot her a confused look.

Shimmerpaw merely signed “validate her not justify him”

“Yeah, he’s a jerk!” Nightpaw said with gusto. “Don’t worry, I’m sure Firepaw is giving him a piece of her mind!”

Lynxpaw sniffled. “Thank you. But… he isn’t the worst of it. I feel like the clanmates who believe in the curse are worse…” she trailed off, then continued. “Sometimes, I feel so isolated with my clanmates. I feel like they hate me because of my lineage. It’s like they didn’t even mourn Perchpaw— they didn’t even care she was killed! They just see her death and my whole family as an extension of the curse. To them… our lives are nothing more than an inconvenience!”

Nightpaw leaned in. “I-I’m sorry.”

“My aunt is the deputy, you know. She had to fight so hard for that spot… she couldn’t become it until Starclan itself declared her worthy. But Badgerstar hates her! He’s been pushing her to step down for years!”

Nightpaw was confused. “Can’t he just replace her?”

Shimmerpaw shook her head. “No, any deputy appointed by Starclan sign cannot be removed for anything other than a crime against the warrior code. She’d have to step down herself.”

Lynxpaw cried. “It’s so awful! My aunt is a really good deputy, but why doesn’t anyone see it? My sister was full of enthusiasm, she had dreams— and yet, nobody mourns her but me!” She quieted down, her head hung low. “I-I don’t want to go back to my clanmates yet.”

Nightpaw merely stayed with her. “We’ll stay with you until the Gathering is over.” Shimmerpaw nodded in agreement.

“Thank you.” she murmured.

Firepaw bounded over. “Yarrowpaw is dealt with. I informed his mentor.”

Nightpaw could see a gray tabby molly scolding Yarrowpaw. He wouldn’t be a problem for a while, she suspected.

“Thank you.” Lynxpaw said.

“It’s nothing. By the way, I’m Firepaw!”

They all could tell. She was the youngest apprentice there with such fiery red fur. It was fluffy and stood out for its extravagance, especially here in the clans.

“Nice to meet you, Firepaw.” Shimmerpaw grinned. “Come sit with Lynxpaw here. The more friends, the better.”

“I don’t know how to thank you more.” Lynxpaw had eyes wider than the moon.

“No need. We’ll stay with you until the end.” Nightpaw nuzzled into Lynxpaw.

They kept their promise, sitting by her side until Starleaf beckoned them over to leave. Nightpaw was left with a good impression of the clans— and more importantly, two friends she could rely on in the future.

[exocynraku]

guys look i do still draw its only been 2 days 

[rookflower]

pov youre having a scrap w some guy after he calls an unprovoked attack on your clanmates at a sacred gathering, but then god just fuckin smites him with lightning and he falls off a cliff right in front of you

[warriors-last-words]

Ripplestar's last words were:

"I bet you never thought I'd do it. [....] Hardly the actions of a coward, to take on all four Clans at once! [....] I wouldn't call an easy victory wrong. Look at your precious cats now. [....] So you keep telling me. But I seem to have done it anyway! Looks like I don't have to listen to you, Finchstar! [....] Help....me...."

[google-drawings-warriors]

I only listened to one song on repeat the whole twenty minutes I was drawing him.

It just slaps, okay?