#lambhearted

[the-doggy-diaries]

we need more sheep / lamb content on here tbh. where r my fellow lambs.

[goofy-clan]

When somebody loved me

Everything was beautiful

Every hour we spent together

Lives within my heart

When she loved me..

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As fun as the relationship with spec and moon is, I wonder how rabbit is feeling now?

The world was much brighter and beautiful with lamb in her life.

Now it’s bland, miserable. If the guilt doesn’t kill her, the Loneliness will.

[lordyglor]

Gato (new oc!)

[waspclan]

It took a quarter-moon of nagging, but Bouncerumble’s finally convinced Buzzardfur to travel to the Moonfalls. Shining water crashes from the cliff to the riverbed below, creating an almost deafening clamor that has him wondering how medicine cats can stand coming here every half-moon. He sighs and shakes off the thought, but what floods into his brain next is even worse: how does he deserve this? Why him? What do the others see in him? This can’t be the right choice. Still, if Bouncerumble is so convinced that StarClan will grant him nine lives …

After a long walk—during which Buzzardfur nearly slips on the wet rocks multiple times—Bouncerumble comes to an abrupt stop next to a fallen tree trunk that spans the river. “Sit,” they say, and Buzzardfur does, staring into the water that sparkles beneath Silverpelt.

“This is the place?” 

Buzzardfur winces at his own stupid questions, but Bouncerumble simply nods. “Touch your nose to the water,” they instruct, “and let your mind be free. StarClan will visit you. I know they will.”

Buzzardfur is still dubious as he crouches down next to the river, but he obeys nonetheless. 

It doesn’t happen right away, but it doesn’t take too long, either. One moment, all he sees is the inside of his eyelids; the next, Buzzardfur finds himself in the center of a grassy clearing, his fur drenched in silvery starlight. He looks down at the ground and rubs one paw against the thick grass beneath it; he knows—thinks—he hasn’t physically moved, but it feels as real as the wet rock had just a few moments ago. 

Why is he alone, though? Where is everyone? Surely some cat is supposed to be here to greet him—nine of them, if they’re planning on giving him his nine lives. But …

“Buzzardfur.”

Buzzardfur starts, the fur on his back raising, and whips around, but when he sees who it is, his haunches settle. It’s nobody he knows, he thinks, not even anyone he’s seen at a gathering, but somehow, the cat who’s greeted him—a small, silvery-white tom with black swirls in his fur—is familiar, like an old friend. “You’re … Do I know you?” he asks, and the other cat smiles gently.

“Not yet.” The other cat shakes his head, though the smile remains. “I’m here to watch over you and the cats you lead. My name is Lambheart.”

“Lambheart,” Buzzardfur repeats. “Are you … are you from the original WaspClan?”

The smile on Lambheart’s face falters. “I was, yes,” he says after a beat, a hint of sadness in his voice. “It was a good clan when I knew it. We were …” He shakes his head. “No, that’s not what I’m here to talk about. There’s a new WaspClan, Buzzardfur, and I want to help give you the power to lead it.”

Buzzardfur’s questions are still myriad, but he doesn’t protest, as much as he wants to. “Right. I’m ready,” he lies, and shuts his eyes.

When Lambheart touches his nose to his forehead, Buzzardfur hardly has a moment to register it before a wave of intensity washes over him. There’s no other word to describe it: it’s not a good feeling or a bad one, just … intense. Over the pounding over his heart in his ears, he makes out Lambheart’s words: “Take this gift, to help you endure in the face of hardship.”

Buzzardfur opens his mouth to reply, but finds himself speechless. When he manages to open his eyes, he finds himself surrounded by wispy, starry figures in the shape of cats. Some of them are strangers, but some he recognizes—his sister Stripekit, who’d died of redcough; his father’s best friend, Wolftooth, who’d been slain by a SaplingClan warrior. His voice fails as he tries to call out to them, but just seeing them fills him with warmth.

“We grant you your remaining eight lives,” they say, a chorus of meows filling the air. Over and over, Buzzardfur is hit with swirls of energy, stronger than anything he’s ever felt before. “Use them well, with our blessing.”

The StarClan cats’ voices are still echoing in his mind when Buzzardstar opens his eyes—his real ones this time. He stares at the star-speckled water of the Moonfalls, breathing heavy. Buzzardstar, Buzzardstar, Buzzardstar!

“Buzzardstar?” Bouncerumble asks, and the voices fall silent.

Buzzardstar shakily gets to his paws, feeling both exhausted and more alive than ever, and tilts up his head to stare at the glistening sky. “Let’s go home,” he says, and for just a moment, a burst of pride flickers in his heart.

[clndstn-headmates]

hi!! could i request based off of the aesthetic of “helpless lamb” by chance? they would be a catkid / bunnykid as their roles but everything else is up to u !!

YA 4 SURE!!! HOPE I GOT THE VIBEZ RIGHT, CHANGE ANYTHIN U WANT! (ALSO TOOK ME WAYYYY 2 LONG 2 REALIZE U DIDNT MEAN A SONG CALLED HELPLESS LAMB BY A BAND CALLED CHANCE LULZZZ. UNLESS U DID AND I JUST CANT FIND IT >_> )

-MOD ANDREW

NAMES: Mee

AGE: agefluid (9-14)

PRONOUNS: they/them, fwu/fwus

GENDERS: lambgender, sacrificiallambic, lambangel, gendervictim

SEXUALITY: abasexual, abrosexual, expecsexual

SOURCE: brainmade

SPECIES: lambhearted human

ROLE: catkid, bunnykid

TRANSIDS: permainnocentkid, transvictim, transcultmember, transgroomed, teredeseroage, medage, medichildhood, medikid, terevaletuage, psychmedage, permahospital, permapatient, permaalone, permaabandoned, transharmed, transcrоna, crоnagoreic, permamanipulated, transforcedpetlamb, transpermamissing, mutomuette, transhemolacria, ampusoma, permainjured, permahelpless, permatears, permatearyeyed

CISIDS: light skin, gray eyes, dirty blonde, Swedish, DPD, BPD, depression, CFS, chronic pain, short, weak, clingy, helpless, innocent, needy, sweet, melancholic

PARAS: forcedparaphile

APPEARANCE:

[commit-vehicular-manslaughter]

so recently found out I’m rabbithearted, lambhearted, and dragonhearted

hello alterhumans of tumblr

[lambheartedgirl]

dearest friends i have finally joined letterboxd!! my user is lambhearted and i want to be mutuals with all of u <33

[skyyclan]

Here's the list, some prefixes and suffixes are in there multiple times

Gatorhowl

Vulturesorrow

Furzemuzzle

Firesleep

Fernrunner

Fidgetnose

Twilightstripe

Stingwhisker

Nightbell

Vulturechirp

Goldentuft

Cinderspring

Centipedeclaw

Gerbilwhisker

Silentcall

Thunderthroat

Shiningwind

Rubblecry

Magnoliaspirit

Mosswhisper

Peachnose

Harshecho

Hollowflower

Topazpond

Suncall

Mistysong

Bravefall

Shadowdust

Windthroat

Rosemaryshine

Coyotestalk

Fernfoot

Cinderwind

Cactusmask

Crowcry

Heavylight

Crabclaw

Peppermintpatch

Mintchill

Coalblaze

Emberlight

Sugarwhisker

Peonycatcher

Houndsnap

Shardeyes

Jaguarhiss

Boldcatch

Basilsprint

Heathersail

Tigerpurr

Ironstorm

Snowthroat

Nightrose

Calmstalk

Jumplight

Troutyowl

Fungipool

Lavendarfeather

Claycloud

Marbledawn

Shadowbite

Geckotrot

Primrosesnout

Zapwing

Wanderecho

Boltfang

Hopeshine

Flashtail

Nectarpuddle

Sweetbird

Scorpiondream

Vixenface

Hedgehogtooth

Forestcall

Rosemouth

Blueberryjaw

Vanillatooth

Lightningclaw

Sapnose

Hailblaze

Sunberry

Lilactalon

Lionstumble

Corianderleaf

Whiteslip

Gleamgrin

Cinderwail

Almondhaze

Gravelneck

Silvercatcher

Quietwhisper

Woodpeckermask

Elkleap

Burningcatch

Rowansnare

Frozenwing

Yamtuft

Pinkwind

Gravelbeam

Egretwhisker

Mountainchill

Brindlewave

Silentspring

Deerwatcher

Sweetwater

Mossagate

Scorchedspots

Dragonyawn

Antelopespring

Thunderdust

Velvetspring

Harshripple

Almondbite

Smallsky

Swangaze

Crystaljaw

Quietspirit

Brightluck

Featherwave

Volcanofoot

Saplingburr

Glowclaw

Charcoalmouth

Robincoat

Thawleap

Brokenblossom

Froststride

Aldersong

Cherryfeather

Foxjaw

Applesoar

Tinystem

Fogthroat

Lambheart

Bramblequiver

Hyenatusk

Thymestone

Martenleaf

Neritewhisker

Elmwing

Privetheart

Emberspot

Witheredmist

Wandercaw

Rootstripe

Archwing

Sweetchirp

Blossomstorm

Quiethop

Ashwatcher

Lilyhush

Roseberry

Rustcoat

Budcloud

Shimmerthistle

Swirledseed

Leechblaze

Shallowoak

Waxsnap

Chanterellesting

Grassfly

Webnettle

Mousechatter

Doeeyes

Storkcaller

Swallowspring

Fadingbright

Burningbracken

Scarletstep

Icecreek

Shiverpeak

Nightingalefury

Tinylightning

Meltingmurmur

Gravelfire

Stagwatcher

Icesong

Brighteye

Dustyfog

Hawkdance

Breamface

Sunnysight

Celandinethorn

Thank you so much for all of these awesome names!! I've drawn a few so far, though I have more I want to make (like Hyenatusk, that one's so cool, and Lilyhush), but I thought you'd enjoy seeing the few I've managed to get done! I'll post more as I make more.

[ramstarsfury]

many years ago, a young kittypet was reluctantly taken in to cobaltclan. lambheart suffered months of abuse and neglect before finally snapping and leading a pack of dogs to camp. over half the clan lost their lives, and lambheart was thought to be one of the many casualties, until he reemerged as leader of the clan’s rival colony. now with the name ramstar, he vows to destroy the clan again for good.

roseheart is a cobaltclan warrior who was presented with a choice: aid in the efforts of repopulating the clan, or take on the dangerous mission to infiltrate ramstars group and destroy them from the inside out. after taking on the kittypet name jude to hide his identity, he is now tasked with figuring out how to achieve his goal, as well as discover if its what he really wants after all.

the story is going to have themes of physical, emotional, and sexual abuse, as well as animal death and gore. it is aimed for an adult audience

[be4utiful4byss]

uhhhh very light lambheart doodle for today

[goofy-clan]

Your artstyle is cute. I like your silly little guys also I saw Simply_hunni's video you mentioned in the gathering post and I feel like that should be the official voiceclaims for Rabbit and Lamb now

Danke!!

But also- yeah! Lamb and rabbit’s voices back then are supposed to represent innocence and peace. Technically it wasn’t very peaceful back then (moon moon’s clan and childhood) but in a way it was. Love makes everything look like a cheesy 80’s musical through rose tinted glasses.

Lambheart loved life and loved rabbit. And was always thinking positively. They were a rarity the clan never had, a peaceful warrior.

Rabbit loved lamb because to her, lamb was her sun. Her lighthouse in the storm. Her everything. She was better with lamb by her side.

..It’s a shame lamb was like polities a bit too much.

[lordyglor]

Help me I’m never gonna draw any of my other ocs ever again..

[commit-vehicular-manslaughter]

1-Otherlink,otherhearted, and fursonakin, as well as voidpunk and beastpunk

2-Maned wolf otherlink, rabbitcladolink, dragonhearted, lambhearted, and I kin my fursona Ratsbane

3- no

4-well I just kinda am alterhuman

I do have a couple of tails and masks though. Been wanting to get into quads but I don’t have a good place to do em

5- I think it’s alright on the tumblr side of it, TikTok is way more chaotic but not really as bad as it’s made out to be

6-wearing my tails, ig curling up like an animal to sleep and various animalistic behaviors like that

7 yes and it fucking sucks

8- respect clinical zooanthropes, physical alterhumanity is valid, gear and quads aren’t everything, and keep an open mind

9-I do

10-copinglink was obviously trauma, rest of it probably was as well

11-uhhh I don’t feel like tagging anyone rn lol

If you are a alterhuman, reblog and answer these questions!

(don't be afraid to write a lot, do what you want ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯)

1/ Which category of alterhumanity do you belong to?

2/ What/who is/are your type(s)? (if you have any)

3/ Do you experience shifts? If so, can you tell us your most common shifts and your strangest cameo shift (if you've ever had a cameo shift)?

4/ How do you experience your alterhumanity in everyday life?

5/ What do you think of the community?

6/ What are the things that make you most comfortable and euphoric in your alterhumanity?

7/ Are you experiencing species dysphoria?

8/ What advice would you like to say to a young alterhuman who has just awakened?

9/ Do you have/want to have gears?

10/ Do you know/have any theories about the origin of your alterhumanity? If so, tell us! (all beliefs are legitimate)

11/ Tag someone/a creature to answer these questions!ㅤᵕ̈

[waspclan]

interlude one.

Bunnystar hears it before she sees it. 

It’s been a long time since she’s heard that sound, a collective inhalation of a fang-sharp breath. Even if it weren’t, it would never stop being chilling, like a ball of ice in the pit of her stomach. She closes her eyes and prays to StarClan for … for what? Strength? (Some cat dying that isn’t …? No, it’s best not to go there.)

It feels like eons, but it’s probably only seconds before she jerks to her feet and heads to the mouth of the leader’s den. What she sees when she raises her eyes burns itself into her retinas: Crowcall, silent as death, dragging a small, silver and black (and red, so red) body into the center of camp. 

“Lambheart,” Bunnystar chokes out. “Oh, Crowcall … not your-”

Crowcall’s cold mask of apathy breaks into a million pieces as he swings around to glare at her. “Don’t talk to me!” he spits, Lambheart’s limp body dropping to the grass with a dull thud. “Just- just leave me alone.” His voice cracks, and with a twitch of his mouth, he breaks eye contact, looking down at the ground in shame. 

It’s a useless demand. How could she do that when he’s hurting so much? Bunnystar opens her mouth to say something more, but before she can, Crowcall turns and breaks into a run toward the edge of camp, then beyond, aimlessly throwing himself into the forest. Smoketooth, ever the loyal mate to him, follows him a moment later; Bunnystar watches them disappear into the woods, then turns back to Lambheart.

To any other clan, he’d be unrecognizable. The once handsome silver-on-black of his coat is torn, weeping gashes carved into it. Still-wet blood paints his fur, and his face … Bunnystar turns away. She can’t throw up in front of everyone; she has to be strong. That’s who she is—not the best hunter or the strongest fighter, but the heart of the clan. That’s what she tells herself, anyway, but this is …

The breath falls lamely out of her lungs when a soft brown pelt brushes against hers. Without a word, Bunnystar turns to bury her face into the long fur on the back of Hareclaw’s neck, clenching her teeth so she doesn’t join the chorus of whimpers. “I’m fine,” she says. “I’m fine. I got this.”

She couldn’t possibly love Hareclaw any more when she says, “I know. It’s okay.” 

Another part of her, though, wants to scream. Of course it’s not okay! A cat is dead! “I … named him last moon. He was only- Hareclaw, he was a kitten.”

Bunnystar holds back a meow of protest when Hareclaw leaves her side, padding up to Lambheart’s body to touch her nose to his forehead. She stays there for a few silent moments before raising her head and asking, “How did he die?”

“Only Crowcall would know for sure, but it looks like he got mauled by a dog,” Mistcurl says a little too bluntly for Bunnystar’s comfort. “What should we do, Bunnystar?”

Well, at least she can take orders. “We need to find it and drive it away,” she says, raising her voice: it’s time for her to be a leader. “Hareclaw, Wildblaze, Wolfheart, Doesong, and Foxflame���come with me.” She sighs. “We’d better find Crowcall and Smoketooth, too. I don’t want them getting killed.”

Hareclaw gives a brisk nod, and within moments, the others heed her call, surrounding her with their own masks of bravery on. “Are you all ready?” Bunnystar asks, and they all nod, some more hesitant than others. “Alright, that’s the spirit. We got this, okay? No mousebrained dog could beat six of us.”

Wolfheart and Foxflame share a dubious glance, but soften under Bunnystar’s gaze. “Yeah, okay,” the latter says under his breath. 

Bunnystar doesn’t bother pointing it out. Instead, she walks on ahead, and with a flick of her tail, beckons the others into the forest.

[skinnymeanfaggot]

have a vague outline of the ramstar story and its not my main priority dont worry, but it is short and i am fucking rotating it in my mind. idk what happened blue was like lets make desertduo knockoff ocs and then i proceeded to make one of my favorite ocs ever. and i could tell the same story in the normal au and not as warrior cats but.... cats are way easier to draw

the story is theres 3 clans who have been terrorized by rogues for years and the warrior roseheart kinda fucked up and let his apprentice get killed in battle so hes sent on a suicide spy mission to infiltrate the rogues. so he pretends to be a kittypet named jude and joins the group only to discover the legendary evil lambheart is actually just a silly old disabled man named ramstar and his vitrol for his clan is actually understandable. and roseheart starts enjoying living with the rogues and being this new cat jude and hes like oh shit, do i actually want to prove myself to this historically shitty clan that also sucked for me, or should i forget all of that and have weird romantic tension with ramstar. its 10 chapters and every 2 theres a short flashback intermission of ramstars life as lambheart which makes you go yeah makes sense. that he led a pack of dogs to kill half of his clanmates. they all really sucked. and enabled or participated in his abuse

[howwordswatdo]

Lambhearted: Isn’t it nice to be proven right.

[SOLO]