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Rewrite Name Changes
Names found below the cut because this is LONG. Sorted by Clan and doesn't include Star Names given to cats who died before becoming Warriors or cats who die in canon but live here (that’ll be another post). The bolded names to the left of the equal sign are the new ones, while the names on the right of the equal sign are the original canon names. I’ll likely change some or add more while I finish family trees and stuff. Feel free to ask about any name changes if you're curious!
ThunderClan
Frecklepelt = Frecklewish (MV)
Larkcall = Larksong (Sunstar and Featherwhisker’s mom)
Stagantler = Stagleap (ThC)
Pantherclaw = Leopardfoot
Bluefrost = Bluefur
Snowlynx = Snowfur
Palelily = White-eye/One-eye
Sparrowpelt = Halftail
Smallears = Smallear
Patchfur = Patchpelt
Dapplelight = Dappletail
Willowmoon = Willowpelt
Plumekit/Petey = Featherkit
Elderberrykit = Elderkit
Cinderspark = Cinderpelt
Brambleflower = Brambleclaw
Sootstreak = Sootfur
Spiderlegs = Spiderleg
Hollyhockkit = Hollykit (FernDust kit)
Honeydrop = Honeyfern
Sootshine = Cinderheart
Foxsprint = Foxleap
Ivystrike = Ivypool
Drizzlestorm = Stormcloud
Lightningeyes = Thriftear
Snapjaw = Snaptooth
Flybuzz = Flywhisker
Sparkstorm = Sparkpelt
Poolshade = Leafshade
Larkflame/Night = Flamepaw/Nightheart
Finchlight = Finchflight
RoseSUFFIX = BristleSUFFIX (character has not received canon warrior name yet)
ShadowClan
Archtail = Archeye
Tatteredfur = Scorchwind
Brackenflame = Brackenfoot
Tinykit = Smallkit
Fogpelt = Cloudpelt
Vixenheart = Foxheart
Mudfoot = Mudclaw (ShC)
Hollypetal = Hollyflower
Ashpine = Ashfur (ShC)
Sootheart = Ashheart
Yewberry = Rowanberry
Bouldercrush = Boulder (former name in rewrite)
Fritillarycloud = Dawncloud
Cloudyspots = Runningnose
Emberclaw = Stumpytail
Skunkthroat = Whitethroat
Ratswarm = Ratscar
Mirefoot = Wetfoot
Twilightwing = Nightwing
Smogbillow = Smokefoot
Sablepine = Pinenose
Applebloom = Applefur 2
Adderstripe = Snaketail
Quickwater = Whitewater
Marshtail = Rippletail (ShC)
Sprucekit = Weaselkit
Midnightfur = Dawnpelt
Goldenheart/Goldenstar = Tigerheart/Tigerstar 2
Antblotch = Antfur
Sunsetglow = Sunbeam
Thunderstep = Pouncestep
WindClan
Grassfeather = Reedfeather (CrP)
Magpiefur = Crowfur
Nightpaw/Nightoak = Hoppaw/Deadfoot
Fawnjump = Ryestalk
Robindown = Robinwing (WC)
Rushstreak = Rushtail
Rabbitears = Rabbitear
Sharpears = Tornear
Dandelionfur = Whitetail
Downykit = Downkit
Ravencloud = Nightcloud
Meadowgust = Gorsetail (Po3)
Swallowberry = Swallowtail (WC)
Springnose = Whiskernose
Wheatclaw = Oatclaw
RiverClan
Perchfrost = Applefrost (MV)
Rainfall = Rainflower
Stormhowl/Stormstar = Crookedjaw/Crookedstar
Nightshimmer = Shimmerpelt (CrP)
Siltgrowl = Ivytail (RC)
Leopardsky/Leopardstar = Leopardfur/Leopardstar
Dogfang = Whitefang
Frondtail = Reedtail
Petaldusk = Petaldust
Whitefoot = Whiteclaw
Scalepaw = Silverpaw 2
Lightflower = Dawnflower
Salmonpaw = Pikepaw
Willowfur = Stormfur
Pineneedle = Pinefur
Beavertooth = Voletooth
Rushsplash = Rushtail
Lotusfoot = Mossyfoot
Robinflight = Robinwing (RC)
Herontalon = Jayclaw
TideSUFFIX = GraySUFFIX (character has not received canon warrior name yet)
SkyClan
Sparrowchirp = Sparrowpelt (SkC)
Cherryblossom = Cherrytail
Shiningcloud = Tinycloud (former name in rewrite)
Mintclaw = Mintfur (SkC)
Rainbrook = Harrybrook
Parsleysong = Parsleyseed
Lavendershine = Violetshine
Rootheart = Rootspring
Cats Outside the Clans
Cirrus = Cloudy (RP)
Velvetine = Velvet (SkD)
Smoke = Ruby (former name in rewrite)
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They're both so big and floofy, it was fun drawing them!
Fogpelt and Stella belong to https://artfight.net/~Avazorous.
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I couldn't help myself. I just had to do it. @itsanappl
#Fogpelt#my art#fogpaw#wotsf#warriors of the shaded falls#cats#cat#warrior cats oc#warrior cats rp#the pictures in the background are mine
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#fogpaw#fogkit#fogpelt#warriors#warrior cats#WttC#water to the cats#art#drawing#digital#digital drawing#digital art#I was trying things out#I don’t like the color scheme#but the dust particle glare thing turned out nice#lines are too big ahhh
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so, figured i'd just spitball here.
i had this idea for these four clans that are located in the oregon area. it's not outright stated obviously, but paying attention to the geography you can figure it out.
and i had these really wack ideas for the cats, like a traveling story teller named Far Sight, literally a magician named Cinder (he's complicated), this one cat who's got a lot to unpack about them named Fallenheart (long story there), a pair of twins separated into two different clans named Fogpelt and Ebonfur, and a deputy who's got this unhealthy obsession with being respected named Sagetail or something.
and the stories, i have like three different trilogies thought of. the first is fogpelt and ebonfur learning about and finding their true family members and stopping Sagetail from completely decimating fog's clan. the second involves cinder and farsight stopping the ghost of a dead cat with cinder's special powers.
and then three was gonna get really odd, kinda surreal, depressing, and a little horror-ish. this one involves fallenheart, and documents his childhood, why he has his name, and his really surreal descent into his mind as he's influenced by two different ghost cats.
Oh this all sounds really cool!
I can't day anything deeper or meaningful right now cause half of my brain is fuzz right now, but I really like this!!
I'd love to read this, Fallenheart's part especially!
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Cottonmoon | Thunderclan Starwalker | 25 moons | she/her
Mother: Poppyface
Father: Fogpelt
Brother: Alderscratch
Cottonmoon is the current Star Walker of Thunderclan, and she’s regarded as one of the best, receiving more omens than any in living memory, and receiving her full name at only 14 moons, much sooner than what’s expected. She was chosen for the role shortly after her birth, when the clan realized she was far from an ordinary white cat and was in fact albino. She’s generally respected among the clan, especially by the high ranking warriors, who seem to adore her gentle and timid nature. She’s especially close with the deputy, Silverheart who’s always been the most supportive of her. She also maintains her relationship with her mother, Poppyface, and brother, Alderscratch, despite neither of them being divine like her, along with Alderscratch’s friend, Sunfang, who she’s especially drawn to, for some odd reason. Despite her strong connection with Starclan and respect from Thunderclan, she often finds herself having troubling thoughts, doubting the good will of her leader, herself, and at times, even Thunderclan’s sacred traditions, though she doesn’t dare air her grievances to anyone, she’s strict with herself, and tries her best to find ways to clear her head of such unwanted thoughts. She can often be find muttering Thunderclan chants to herself, she claims this is to strengthen her connection with the dead, but in reality, it’s a distraction from her derailed mind.
#IM BACK YA'LL#cottonmoon#evil thunderclan#warriors#wcs#warrior cats#comic#fan comic#oc#charcater ref#warriors oc#warrior cat oc#warrior cats oc#dystopian thunderclan au#dystopian thunderclan#cult thunderclan#warriors au#evil starclan#evil starclan au#ill fated#ill-fated#thunderclan
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Cottonmoon - Star Walker - 31 moons - Female
Mother: Poppyface
Father: Fogpelt
Brother: Alderscracth
Born in leaf-bare, Cottonmoon was first assumed to be a regular white kit, yet when she opened her eyes to reveal red pupils everyone was sure there was something different about her. When she stepped out of the nursery into the sun she mewed in pain from her burning skin. Her prevalent abnormality deemed her divine enough to become the next Star Walker. Her mother, Poppyface adored her kits, but her father, while not minding his son, Alderkit, didn’t acknowledge Cottonkit much. She started her training at 3 moons old, apprenticed to the current Star Walker, Minnowmoon. She trained very hard and took kindly to the teachings of Starclan. Though some rules didn’t sit well with her, she knew it was right. Cottonmoon remembers her day she received her full name as strange. She was taken in front of the clan, well, most of the clan to become a full Star Walker, yet when she returned to her den, Minnowmoon was gone. As she knew Star Walkers were allowed to travel to starclan as soon as their position was filled by another. She knew this is how it should be, and she’d see her mentor again, but somehow she couldn’t help but be sad.
Of course, she’d never admit it.
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Carnationstar
Leader•DrearyClan
Cis Tom
Appearance: Red Mackerel Tabby w/ Long Fur
Age: 50 moons
Mother: Fogpelt
Father: Redmist
Siblings: Garlicfang, Cedarnose
Children: Pumpkinleaf, Fireclaw
Mate: Sunfrost
Niblings: Puddleflower, Orchidfang
A prideful and strict tom. Ever since he was a kit, he had been filled with ambition to become leader. Feeling destined to do great things, the glory and power called to him. This ambition took him far throughout his apprenticeship. Working hard and learning fast, he was able to earn his warriorship by 10 moons. The praise from his mentor and clanmates fueled his ambition further. After becoming a warrior, it was some time before he was granted his first apprentice: Mallowpaw. He worked closely with Mallowpaw, forming a strong bond and guiding him to the best of his ability in the hope he would be considered for deputy, as the current one, Eveningtuft, was aging and nearing retirement. After rumor spread that Carnationheart was being considered for the next deputy, he sprang into action. After Eveningtuft experienced an injury where he fell into the waterfall during a hunting patrol, he was encouraged to retire by Carnationheart. Soon after, he was appointed deputy. Only a season later, the current leader, Oakstar, was mauled to death by what looked like a fox. To cope with these losses, he invited a kittypet by the name of Cinnabon to join the clans and took him as a mate. He took the time to settle down and have kits, leading DrearyClan with his firm rules into what seemed like an era of peace.
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I think at one point u had a side blog where it was just ur oc’s and like their family + some facts about them? If that account IS real and I’m not crazy could u give me the username? I would be interested^^
ooooh boy indeed I had, but I deleted it! I believe the name was fogpelt
My god I totally forgot that account ever existed hsushushs. I decided to end it cause most of it just ended up being reblogged to this blog. Maybe I should continue with oc stuff...who knows
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Book One - Chapter One
“But Mama,” Ravenkit whined, leaning away as Willowpelt’s tongue rasped at his shoulder, “I don’t want to be an apprentice yet! I’m not ready!”
The gray molly sighed, moving to pin her kit between her paws like an unruly toddler. “Raven, darling, you’re too big for the nursery now. And we need the room you’re taking up to house the new kits and queens. Besides, you don’t want to watch your sister and brother grow up without you, do you?” She flicked her tail, indicating where the kits’ father, Whitestorm, was helping his other son, Graykit, work the tangles out of his long, fluffy pelt. Mallowkit, their sister, was busy stalking a beetle, her amber eyes focused on her prey. A swift pounce, and it was caught under a paw.
Ravenkit sighed, black ears drooping. “I’m just scared, Mama. Can’t we do this tomorrow?”
Whitestorm lifted his head from Graykit’s tail. “If we put it off one day, you’ll want to put it off another. And another after that, and after that. I know growing up can be scary, but think about all you’ll learn as an apprentice and all you’ll do as a warrior!”
“Yeah,” Mallowkit chirped, the beetle already forgotten and scurrying away to safety. “I mean, how’re we gonna keep our territory safe if we don’t learn how to fight? I hope we get to chase a fox off tomorrow! Or fight one of the other Clans!”
Graykit laughed, squirming out from under his father’s paws. “Really, Mallow? Skinny as you are, I bet you couldn’t fight a rabbit!”
“I can fight you, you big mossy lump!” Laughing and squealing, the two kits pounced at each other and fell into the grass, rolling and wrestling.
Willowpelt sighed fondly. “They take after my littermates. Mousefur and Rushfoot never could keep their pelts clean when we were young.”
Whitestorm laughed, gently tugging the children apart. “You can play later, once your mentors have shown you battle moves to practice.”
Graypaw grinned. “Who do you think we’ll get? I hope I get Lionheart or Tigerclaw as a mentor! They’re great fighters.”
“Or Robinwing,” Mallowkit suggested. “She’s not as big as the others, but she’s fast! I heard she took out a whole nest of badgers all on her own!”
“Being a warrior isn’t all about fighting,” a new voice chided. One-Eye, an old gray molly with a scarred face, stepped around the edge of the nursery and sat in the shade of an old maple tree. “Remember, dear, it’s the warriors that feed the Clan, the warriors that pass the wisdom of our ancestors on to the young, and the warriors who keep our Clan running.”
“Thanks, Mom,” Willowpelt said, moving to brush her cheek against the older molly’s forehead. “Besides, Graykit, Lionheart is already training Quailpaw. Now, unless a cat can suddenly train two apprentices, I think he’s got his paws full.”
“He has more than enough to handle already,” Whitestorm agreed. “Quailpaw has more energy than I’ve seen in an apprentice in seasons.”
One-Eye laughed. “Oh, he’s no worse than Rushfoot was as an apprentice. Though it will get harder to keep him in line now that new-leaf is on us.”
Willowpelt nodded. “I’m looking forward to the change, honestly. Even if it will mean more unruly apprentices and young warriors, it means we’re free of greencough.”
Ravenkit paused in grooming his tail, remembering the nurserymates, Asterkit and Otterkit, that had died early in the winter. They had been the littermates of Quailpaw and Spottedleaf’s apprentice Birchpaw, and were just days from their own apprenticehood before they had become ill. The queen Leafcloud and two of her kits, Barkkit and Fawnkit, had passed away as well. Stormkit was the only survivor, and had been a foster-sister to Willowpelt’s litter.
Then a longhaired gray molly popped out of the nursery, stumbling over to where her adopted siblings sat. “What’s going on, Mama?”
Willowpelt sighed. Leafcloud had died in kitting; Willowpelt was the only mother Stormkit had ever known. Before she could speak, though, Mallowkit leapt up and bounded over to her younger sister. “We’re going to be apprenticed today, Stormie!”
The little kit’s eyes went wide as her tail fluffed out. “We are?! Oh my gosh, that’s awesome! When? Do I look okay? Oh, who am I being apprenticed to?”
Whitestorm laughed, leaning over to groom the child’s head. “You’re still a bit too young, kiddo. Remember, your siblings are a couple of moons older than you.”
“…Oh.” Stormkit’s ears drooped. “Does that mean I’m gonna be in the nursery all alone?”
Mallowkit flicked an ear in Ravenkit’s direction. “Raven wants to be a kit forever, but he’s a whiny baby.”
“Mallow!” Willowpelt’s tone was sharp. “Be nice to your brother. It’s perfectly normal to be worried about growing up.” She turned to Stormkit. “Besides, dear. You’re not going to be alone at all. I’ll be staying in the nursery with you until you’re apprenticed, and you can help Brindleface and I settle the new queens in this new-leaf. Doesn’t that sound fun?”
Stormkit sighed. “I guess.”
“We’ll come visit,” Graykit offered. “And we’ll show you all the cool things we learned from our mentors! Then you’ll be ahead when it’s time to start your own training!”
Stormkit seemed to perk up at that. “Really?” She turned to Ravenkit. “You gotta go too then! I wanna learn as much as I can!”
Ravenkit sighed. “Stormie...” He shook his head. “I can’t say no to that face. Fine, no more complaining from me.”
Mallow’s triumphant teasing was cut off by a rush of activity at the camp entrance, as a brown tabby tom came tumbling through, dragging a large rabbit along with him. He regained his footing and composure long enough to gently place the slightly-battered piece of prey on the fresh-kill pile, and then came bounding over to the cluster of cats by the nursery.
“I’m not too late, am I? I came back as quick as I could! Redtail was being such a stick in the mud, all ‘slow down’ and ‘have more respect for the prey.’ My niece and nephews are about to be apprenticed! I can’t miss that!”
Willowpelt laughed and headbutted her brother in the shoulder. “Calm down, Rushfoot, you’re not late at all. Bluestar likely won’t hold the ceremony until sunhigh.”
“Sounds like someone’s got in trouble with the deputy for no reason, then,” a dark tabby growled, stomping into the camp.
“Aw, stuff it, Darkstripe,” Rushfoot spat, tail stiff.
A dusky brown molly slipped in after the tabby, a lanky red tom beside her. “Darkstripe, don’t be such a brat. Or did that vole drop burrs in your tail when it slipped between your paws?”
The red tom growled and shoved himself between the three cats. “Enough! I won’t have another word from any of you three. That’s the last time any of you go on a hunting patrol for the next moon. You’ll be lucky if I don’t confine your tails to camp!” Still muttering under his breath, he snatched up the thrush he’d set down, placed it on the pile, and stalked back out of camp.
One-eye flicked an ear and beckoned the molly over with her tail. “Go fetch the rest in a moment, Mousefur. What’s gotten Redtail so cranky today?”
Mousefur shrugged. “No idea, Mama. But if I leave him to take all the prey back in, I know I won’t see another Gathering for at least two moons.” Dipping her head in an apology, she turned and scurried back out of camp.
Rushfoot stood up. “Me too, probably. I don’t know if there’s so much that all four of us will need to carry things back, but… It’s probably best if I go help.” With that, the tom padded after his sister.
Ravenkit frowned, eyes still locked on the entry tunnel. “Redtail seems scary when he’s angry. I don’t think I want him for my mentor.”
One-eye laughed and pulled the kit close. “Now hush, you. Redtail’s a sweetheart, he’s just having a bad day. Did I ever tell you about my mentor, Ashflight, and how she was acting the day I was apprenticed?”
Ravenkit turned with eager eyes. “No, but I’d love to hear it!” The elders’ stories were one of the things he’d miss most about the nursery, but with apprenticehood came Gatherings, which meant he’d have a chance to speak with the elders of the other Clans and learn their stories as well. It was something of a comfort, at least.
“Well,” One-eye started. “As you know, Fogpelt and I were rather rowdy kits. I’ve told you all about the shenanigans we got up to.” At Ravenkit’s nod, she continued. “Well. He and I were having one last game of mossball that turned into a wrestling match. And do you know what happened?”
“What?” Mallowkit was still for once, listening eagerly with her tail curled over her paws.
“We blundered straight into the fresh-kill pile. Just as Ashflight was setting her catch down.” She smiled as the kits gasped. “All three of us went tumbling halfway across camp, food scattered everywhere. Oh goodness, did we get a chewing-out! I thought I’d rather have a badger for a mentor than her.”
Graykit’s eyes widened. “Wasn’t it a badger that got your eye?”
One-eye nodded gravely. “Ashflight died defending me from that badger. That was also the day I got my warrior name. I might’ve been a little afraid of her at first, but after just a little while? I came to recognize that Ashflight was the best mentor I could have asked for.” She bent her head and licked Ravenkit’s nose. “So if you get apprenticed to Redtail today, just remember – Sometimes the scariest mentors are the best ones to have.”
Ravenkit tipped his head to the side thoughtfully, mulling this new advice over. “So the scarier the mentor is, the better off I’ll be?”
One-Eye winced. “Not… Exactly. But there’s not a cat in Thunderclan who would be a bad mentor for you or your siblings.”
Just then, Bluestar emerged from her den, Redtail beside her. She smiled at Ravenkit as she turned and hopped up to the top of the Great Rock.
Ravenkit’s ears flattened. “I, uh. I forgot something in the nursery! I gotta go get it!” He turned and started to sprint back into the tangle of brush that had protected him and his littermates for so long. Whitestorm grabbed his scruff gently and tugged him back towards the clearing.
“You can get it later. Now it’s time for your ceremony.”
Sure enough, Bluestar’s voice rang over the clearing. “All cats old enough to catch their own prey come before me. I call Thunderclan to meet!”
Ravenkit didn’t even realize his fur was bristling again until Willowpelt’s tongue rasped over his head. “Calm down, little one.” Her tone was probably meant to be reassuring, but the tom thought he saw exasperation in his mother’s eyes. “You’ll be fine. I promise.”
“I dunno,” Mallowkit jeered. “You might get Tigerclaw or Darkstripe as a mentor. They won’t put up with a baby like you.”
Graykit reached out and bopped his sister’s head. “Shuddup, Mal. He’s actually scared, don’t tease him.”
Ravenkit’s ears flattened. “I’m not scared,” he muttered, but the rest of his retort was cut off by One-eye’s nose nudging him forward.
“Quit jabbering and get out there!”
Ravenkit looked up to see Bluestar peering down from the Great Rock, a good-natured look of annoyance on her face.
“If we’re all ready to begin?” The cats gathered around chuckled at that. Stomach twisting with embarrassment, Ravenkit stepped forward into the center of the clearing.
#warriors au#warrior cats fanfic#warriors rewrite#warrior cats rewrite#Warrior Cats#ravenpaw#warrior!ravenpaw#book one#chapter one#FROM THE GRAVE I RISE#because i can't write without external motivation apparently#will reblog with ao3 link later tonight
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LAGOONCLAN
The Unimaginative and Old-fashioned
LEADER STARLINGSTAR—a short-haired, black she-cat, with gold eyes.
DEPUTY SNAKECLAW—a short-haired, chocolate mackerel tabby tom, with amber eyes.
MEDICINE CAT FIREDSUST—a short-haired, red mackerel tabby she-cat, with copper eyes.
WARRIORS STORMFANG—a hairless, blue mackerel tabby tom, with green eyes.
SOOTSTREAM—a black tom, with short fur, and green eyes.
FOGFUR—a short-haired, blue she-cat, with amber eyes.
DARKPUDDLE—a black tom, with long fur, and yellow eyes.
APPRENTICES CROWPAW—a short-haired, black she-cat, with gold eyes.
PLUMPAW—a cinnamon and red, classic tortoiseshell-tabby she-cat, with short fur, and amber eyes.
THISTLEPAW—a long-haired, blue she-cat, with copper eyes.
MARIGOLDPAW—a red spotted "pseudo-tabby" she-cat, with short fur, and amber eyes.
NIGHTPAW—a black she-cat, with curly fur, and green eyes.
BLEAKPAW—a blue she-cat, with short fur, and copper eyes.
QUEENS ROOKWHISKER—a black spotted tabby she-cat, with sparse fur, and yellow eyes.
OWLBERRY—a short-haired, chocolate she-cat, with yellow eyes.
ELDERS MURKCLOUD—a short-haired, black spotted tabby tom, with copper eyes.
BLACKSTREAM—a short-haired, black tom, with hazel eyes
FIELDCLAN
The Affectionate and Stupid
LEADER
LIONSTAR—a short-haired, cream mackerel "pseudo-tabby" she-cat, with copper eyes.
DEPUTY
LIGHTSTREAM—a short-haired, white tom, with copper eyes.
MEDICINE CAT
SPIDERFACE—a short-haired, black tom, with hazel eyes.
WARRIORS
SLUGNOSE—a long haired, black spotted tabby tom, with yellow eyes.
SHADOWWHISKER—a short haired, black mackerel tabby she-cat, with hazel eyes.
FOGPELT—a blue mackerel tabby tom, with short fur, and yellow eyes.
BEESTONE—a short haired, red spotted "pseudo-tabby" tom, with copper eyes.
SPRUCEFUR—a red ticked "pseudo-tabby" she-cat, with short fur, and hazel eyes.
DAWNCLOUD—a long haired, red classic tabby she-cat, with hazel eyes.
APPRENTICES
RAVENPAW—a black mackerel tabby tom, with short fur, and copper eyes.
SOOTPAW—a black tom, with short fur, and green eyes.
QUEENS
SANDCLAW—a short haired, cream mackerel tabby she-cat, with gold eyes.
POPPYPELT—a red she-cat, with short fur, and gold eyes.
ELDERS
GOLDENFACE—a mostly white, chocolate and red spotted calico she-cat, with short fur and amber eyes.
HOLLYTAIL—a short haired, red classic tabby tom, with green eyes.
FROSTTHROAT—a white she-cat, with short fur, and blue eyes.
FORESTCLAN
The Restless and Sharp
LEADER
REDSTAR—a red ticked "pseudo-tabby" tom, with short fur, and yellow eyes.
DEPUTY
SNAILBERRY—a black tom, with long fur, and hazel eyes.
MEDICINE CAT
HORNETLEG—a red classic "pseudo-tabby" she-cat, with short fur, and hazel eyes.
WARRIORS
BLACKLEG—a black mackerel tabby tom, with short fur, and yellow eyes.
SQUIRRELSTONE—a short haired, red mackerel "pseudo-tabby" tom, with amber eyes.
MISTLETOENOSE—a white she-cat, with short fur, and blue eyes.
BEEHEART—a short haired, red mackerel tabby tom, with green eyes.
ROOKNOSE—a short haired, black mackerel tabby she-cat, with copper eyes.
BURNETHEART—a red mackerel "pseudo-tabby" tom, with short fur, and yellow eyes.
APPRENTICES
SOOTPAW—a black tom, with short fur, and hazel eyes.
CORMORANTPAW—a short haired, white she-cat, with a black and red spotted calico tail and ears, and green eyes.
QUEENS
NIGHTNOSE—a long haired, black mackerel tabby she-cat, with hazel eyes.
CROWTHROAT—a black she-cat, with short fur, and amber eyes.
WILLOWCLAW—a short haired, caramel she-cat, with amber eyes.
ELDERS
PLUMCLOUD—a red ticked "pseudo-tabby" tom, with sparse fur, and yellow eyes
CliffClan
The Boisterous and Well-behaved
LEADER
MALLOWSTAR—a mostly white, chocolate and red spotted calico she-cat, with short fur and yellow eyes.
DEPUTY
BLEAKBRIAR—a short haired, white she-cat, with a blue and cream spotted calico tail and ears, and gold eyes.
MEDICINE CAT
STARLINGBLAZE—a black classic tabby tom, with short fur, and green eyes.
WARRIORS
CINDERFUR—a short haired, blue mackerel tabby she-cat, with yellow eyes.
POPPYBERRY—a long haired, black and red, classic tortoiseshell she-cat, with gold eyes.
ROOKFANG—a long haired, black tom, with copper eyes.
SOOTNOSE—a black tom, with short fur, and amber eyes.
HEATHERFOOT—a long haired, cream mackerel tabby tom, with yellow eyes.
APPRENTICES
BRINDLEPAW—a chocolate and red, mackerel tortoiseshell-tabby she-cat, with long fur, and copper eyes.
QUEENS
CAMPIONCLAW—a red she-cat, with long fur, and amber eyes.
ROWANLEG—a red ticked tabby she-cat, with short fur, and yellow eyes.
CROWEAR—a long haired, black she-cat, with green eyes.
ELDERS
SNAKEBLAZE—a chocolate classic tabby tom, with short fur, and yellow eyes.
Randomized clan generator guys , some names are subject to change, here’s their territory, purple is lagoon, blue is cliff, yellow is field and orange is Forest
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Here’s a the overview of Spruceclan, the first of my generated clans (using this generator). Overview of all 4 clans can be seen here. Under the cut because it’s long!
LEADER - POPPYSTAR—a mostly white, chocolate and red ticked calico she-cat, with short fur and copper eyes.
DEPUTY - HEMLOCKLEG—a black and red, mackerel tortoiseshell she-cat, with long fur, and amber eyes.
MEDICINE CAT - FROSTFUR—a white tom, with long fur, and gold eyes.
WARRIORS
ROSESTRIPE—a red spotted "pseudo-tabby" tom, with short fur, and copper eyes.
LIGHTCLAW—a short haired, white tom, with green eyes.
SOOTWHISKER—a mostly white, caramel and apricot classic calico-tabby she-cat, with short fur and blue eyes.
SLUGTAIL—a black mackerel tabby tom, with long fur, and copper eyes.
APPRENTICES
APPLEPAW—a white tom, with short fur, and yellow eyes.
BLACKPAW—a short haired, black mackerel tabby tom, with amber eyes.
HOLLYPAW—a short haired, red spotted "pseudo-tabby" tom, with copper eyes.
QUEENS
SOOTFACE—a black she-cat, with short fur, and amber eyes.
EGRETBERRY—a short haired, white she-cat, with green eyes. Mother of Sleetkit (white tom kit) and Shadekit (white and dark gray tom kit).
CHERVILBRIAR—a mostly white, black and red mackerel calico she-cat, with short fur and hazel eyes. Mother of Dawnkit (pale red and white she-kit), Redkit (red tom kit), and Darkkit (black she-kit with a red mark on her nose and white paws).
ELDERS
SHADOWCLOUD—a long haired, black she-cat, with gold eyes.
MALLOWCLAW—a black and red, mackerel calico she-cat, with short fur, and amber eyes.
(ID: A family tree illustrating the connections between the above list of cats, with a few additional cats to fill in gaps. The cats are represented by boxes with cat ears, colored in with an approximation of their coat colors. Each cat is labeled with their name, and several cats have a dark blue slash behind them, indicating that they’re dead. The cat’s relations are explained below. End ID.)
Poppystar and Chervilbriar are sisters, and their parents are Mallowcloud and Acornstripe. Chervilbriar has 3 kits (Dawnkit, Redkit, and Darkkit) with an unknown tom. (Acornstripe is dead, and is a white cat with a brown forehead.)
Hemlockleg and Slugtail are siblings, and Slugtail is Sootwhisker’s mate. Their son is Blackpaw.
Frostfur’s mate was Appletuft, and they had 2 kits before Frostfur became the medicine cat, Lightclaw and Egretberry. Lightclaw’s mate was Fogpelt, and their sons are Applepaw and Stonepaw. Egretberry’s mate was Slatebelly, and their kits are Shadekit and Sleetkit. (Appletuft, Fogpelt, Stonepaw, and Slatebelly are dead. Appletuft was ginger, Fogpelt was pale gray, Stonepaw was gray and white, and Slatebelly was dark gray.)
Rosestripe and Marigoldfoot are the parents of Hollypaw. (Marigoldfoot was a gold tabby.)
Shrubtail is unattached to any other known cats. She is dead, and was a brown cat with a light muzzle.
Shadowcloud and Birdleap are the parents of Sootface. Sootface is currently expecting the kits of Rootclaw. (Birdleap and Rootclaw are both dead. Birdleap was a tuxedo, and Rootclaw was a brown tabby.)
Recently, Spruceclan had a terrible battle with Leafclan. Herb stores in all 4 clans were almost entirely depleted, leading to many cats dying from wounds that would normally be non-fatal. Fogpelt, Stonepaw, Marigoldfoot, Slatebelly, Shrubtail, and Rootclaw all died in or due to the battle.
Acornstripe and Birdleap both died as elders, a few seasons ago.
Appletuft died from illness when Lightclaw and Egretberry were only just apprentices. Overcome with grief, Frostfur vowed to never be so helpless again, and asked to train as a med.cat. He was denied, but didn’t give up. He entered the cave used to commune with starclan and returned with a flower from the bush. Since the bush only flowers when starclan is sending a sign, he was accepted and began his training.
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I’m writing a warriors fanfic with this characters!! The mother and father are Fogpelt and Emily, and the kits are Smokey and Tigerpaw. They were split when they were very little, one taken to live with his mom with Twolegs, and the other with her father, the deputy of ThunderClan. They are forbidden to go anywhere near the other’s territory, in fear that they’ll meet and grow attached like their parents did. But of course destiny just finds a way doesn’t it lol
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Character is Fogpelt and belongs to @itsanappl ! Hope you like them! First is as a warrior, second is early apprenticeship and third is late apprenticeship. (The third is definitely my fave)
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I swear I'm not dead
#wttc#water to the cats#WIP#comic#warriors#warrior cats#Fogpaw#silverstreak#I swear I'm not dead#I swear I didn't forget this#basketball is over now#AP stuff is easier#I'm getting faster with practice m#more time!#which means more drawings#I love Silverstreak by the way#maybe more than Fogpaw#fogpelt
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The Dangers of the Forest
First story sent in, Based of Prompt #1! Thanks for submitting, Comet!
“There’s really a cat that will eat apprentices that stray too far into the forest!?”
“Yeah! I bet she isn’t even a cat! I bet she’s a shape changing creature with snake fangs that’s as big as a tree.”
“That’s crazy!”
“But it’s certainly a reason Sandstar would tell us to avoid traveling into the forest alone, wouldn’t it?”
Dawnpaw, although a bit amused by the exchange between her fellow apprentices, decided to put a stop to these wild fantasies. She explained,��No, Russetpaw, the molly in question hasn’t eaten any cats, and Dapplepaw, there is no evidence toward her shape-shifting. Let’s not spread any ridiculous rumors.”
Russetpaw, the one to have first inquired about the mysterious molly, victoriously exclaimed,”Ha! I knew that was crazy!” Dapplepaw argued,”You believed the eating apprentices part, though!”
Before they could continue, Dawnpaw interrupted,”The reason Sandstar has instructed the clan to travel at least in pairs and that apprentices always travel with a mentor is because the molly is diseased and dangerous. Owltail reported that the molly tried to attack him and seemed diseased, is all. Don’t you guys listen to the leader’s announcements?”
Russetpaw protested,”Hey, Dapplepaw was the one distracting me during that announcement! Anyway, we should go find that molly and chase her out. Then, we could prove how great of apprentices we are!”
Once again, Dawnpaw had to be the one to shoot down the idea. “No, we’re not going off after a dangerous cat so carelessly. We need to let the warriors handle it.”
That night, Dawnpaw woke up to notice that Russetpaw was gone. She thought,”Don’t tell me he went to find that molly…” She followed his scent, to find that it led out of camp, and, picking up her pace, ran to the warriors den. She woke up her mentor, Ravenfoot, and Russetpaw’s mentor, Fogpelt. She briefly reported,”Russetpaw has gone missing, and I believe he is attempting to find the dangerous molly Sandstar mentioned earlier.”
With worry in his voice, Fogpelt said,”We should get going, quickly.”
The trio of cats rushed through the forest ground, not even slowing when Dawnpaw got a thorn in her side from a bush they had burst through. Finally they reached Russetpaw, luckily with no molly in sight.
Fogpelt called,”Russetpaw! Are you alright? Please, don’t do anything so dangerous again!”
Russetpaw winced before saying,”I won’t, that molly gave me a real beating…”
Dawnpaw got closer to realize that he had bite and scratch wounds on him. Ravenfoot noticed too, and asked,”We need to get you to the medicine cat. Can you walk fine?”
Russetpaw had been brought to the medicine den, but after a while, he started to act strange, and later, started lashing out at others. Eventually, he became as dangerous as the molly that had attacked him had acted. With a heavy heart, the clan decided he had to be put down, and his death was mourned afterward, as cats recalled is adventurous spirit and enthusiasm from before he had become vicious from disease. The clan told this story as a warning to apprentices who acted recklessly as a warning, hoping this tragedy would never happen again.
#submission#comettail76#story submission#warrior cats#I hope you dont mind that i added a read more#i dont like to post things that are ridiculously long because as someone whos mostly mobilebound long posts suck
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