#mousetuft

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Fleetsong and Dawnmoth kit name ideas

Mousetuft for the eldest

Sunflame for the younger daughter

Thornshade for the only son

(hopefully I got the order right xdd)

big brain: mouse, sun, and thorn were the first three words Fleetsong learned to sign

'Thorn' would likely be a front paw raised with the pad upward, like how you show it when taking a thorn out.

'Mouse' would be something like twitching whiskers and biting the lip with the front teeth (Dawn probably wasn't thinking when she asked him what he wanted to eat, and he responded with the only thing he could think of).

For 'sun', he would probably just point at the sun. If it's night, he would touch something yellow-orange (usually Dawnmoth's fur) and then reach high.

[pikaclan]

Moon 110

Heathersun is not ready for a relationship despite moving on from Mousetuft

Coniferchill has a seizure

We aid FlightClan with daisy for their ongoing war with one of the other Clans (as hinted at through a patrol last moon i didn't post)

<- Extras Next Moon ->

[in-memoriam-tgwk]

Lightning flashes persistently across a jade colored sky, and wave after wave of heavy rainfall plasters Mousetuft’s fur to his flanks. The ground beneath his paws is slick with wet clay and it slows his gate significantly, as he hurries to make it back to camp in one piece. Just a little further, he thinks to himself, nearly there now. His lungs are burning from the effort.

He has a bundle of catmint clamped in his jaws, a rare and highly sought after herb that Oaktrail has been struggling to find the last few moons or so. While Leafbare is still a ways off, it’s good to have a strong supply of the stuff, as it’s beneficial for combating greencough, among a large number of other ailments. Mousetuft knew of a patch from his younger days, helping Cliffclaw often as an apprentice and after his promotion, so he’d offered to grab some for Oaktrail before night fell.

Mousetuft thought he had more time— the storm ravaging the territory blew in much faster than he’d expected. Before he knew it the pines were bent sideways by a terrible gust of wind, and the sky went from pink, to blue, to the ominous green it now boasts overhead. Rain drops cascaded down from above and soaked him to his skin in an instant. It’s a storm unlike anything he’s ever seen.

He finally breaks through the tree line, and his goal is in sight. Although it’s still quite a ways off, and he’s fearful of having to cross the river with the way the downpour has affected its swell, he has little other choice to make. There’s no shelter between here and the caves up the cliffside. He takes a moment to recover his breath, and continues on.

Just a bit further. Keep going, Mousetuft. Just a little further—

Beneath the blood pounding through his ears, beneath the moaning of the wind and the groaning of stressed wood, beneath the rumble of thunder… There’s another sound that catches Mousetuft’s attention. It’s faint, unfamiliar, and it comes from above him. He slows to a stop and lifts his head towards the top of the cliffside.

Is it the rain confusing his eyes? The edge almost seems to be… Moving.

The longer he watches, the more the rock shifts and shivers, slowly at first, building momentum. It’s as though a second waterfall is emerging from the cliff, but it’s not water that careens down its sheer face. It’s the cliff itself that moves, sloughing off in one smooth motion, crackling and scraping in a discordant chorus that drowns out all other sounds the storm has to offer.

As the hillside crumbles, Mousetuft’s blood runs ice cold. The land is sliding down, down, down…

And it’s heading straight for him.

Fate help me, he thinks, a moment before his vision goes dark.

[no-gender-in-warrior-cats]

Mousetuft, warrior of Tangleclan

[nowortrevor]

Little Critter, fig 1. Mousetuft Broke the seal on my newest little pocket sketchbook. Seemed like a good way to get started. #littlecritter #mousetuft #doodle #sketch #mouse #imaginary #drawing #creatures #lasvegasartist #artwork #draweveryday #concept #illo #illustration #artist (at Kappa Toys)

[fictionkinfessionsarchived]

I'm happy I have a canon divergent TL were Jake joined me in WindClan and we had Rusty, Princess, Socks, Ruby, and Tiny (or Firechaser, Rabbitflight, Magpiefur, Mousetuft, and Tinyclaw). I love my family. I miss them too. Firechaser/Firestar, you were an amazing leader and successor to Deadfoot. I was so happy to call all of you my children. I love you all so much. ~TallStar (#lilacsystem)

[pikaclan]

Moon 105

Turtlestar lost his first life

Mousetuft is found dead (very sad; really wanted HeatherxMouse kits)

In other news Splashivy and Flamepatch are mates (even tho Flamepatch and Alpinecave have maxed out romantic love .-.)

Fluffpaw, Alpacapaw, and Cavepaw are warriors (Fluffpaw's name changed to Fluffnewt)

<- Prev Moon Next Moon ->

[pikaclan]

Moon 96

Heathersun surprisingly does a good job speaking with LionClan

Mangodream has a bad feeling, tho she isn't sure why. She attempts to get Lynxkit to run away with her in a bout of poor judgement because of it

New apprentices!

Burrowkit is diagnosed with constant joint pain

Twigstrike has not forgotten Apricotdew and is not ready for another mate

Coniferchill attempts to teach Windnest some warrior moves

More cute romance

Whorlspots is letting this "prophecy" go to his head

<- Prev Moon Year 8 Update ->

[pikaclan]

Moon 92

Mousetuft and Heathersun have become mates!

Fruitpaw receives his warrior name (renamed Fruithaze)

The medicine cats find a nursing queen and her kits

<- Prev Moon Next Moon ->

[pikaclan]

Moon 87

Frozenleaf is scarred by a dog

Mousetuft is scarred after fighting an eagle

Relations with FlightClan remain hopeful

Whorlspots' prophecy might not be a positive one . . .

<- Prev Moon Next Moon ->

[pikaclan]

Moon 78

Grief from the last moon

Mangodream retires to the elder's den and Flamepatch is chosen as the new deputy.

Relations are starting to worsen with SplinterClan once again, as they've always been fickle with their feelings of PikaClan

Lesbians!

Mousepaw earns his warrior name!

Heatherpaw and Whorlpaw are made apprentices. Whorlpaw is apprenticed to Coniferchill

The Clan finds Haynip injured on the Thunderpath and he joins!

Also currently reeling at how similar Beewish and Mousetuft look. They are not related Clan-wise but I think unbeknownst to them the same rogue she-cat gave birth to them and abandoned them both.

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[pikaclan]

Moon 77

It seems 160 moons is the unlucky age, as Curlewbracken is killed

PikaClan is dealing with a flea-infection

Creekarch, Brightfeather, and Oattail were killed by rogues (sad cause I thought Oattail was really pretty and Creekarch had a really cool potential story :/). Creekarch is going to StarClan, despite his dark forest dreams, as he never got a chance to really act on anything.

<- Prev Moon Next Moon ->

[pikaclan]

Moon 72

Fallendrop gave birth to Heatherkit and Whorlkit!

Mousepaw is apprenticed to Twigstrike

The Clan has rescued Peony from their cruel twoleg

<- Year 6 Update Next Moon ->

[pikaclan]

Moon 67

Oatkit plays a prank on her father

A new kit!

Coniferpaw is having a hard time keeping up with his training, both due to his mentor's death and his seizures, that no cat is quite sure how to deal with.

Meadowpaw receives his warrior name!

<- Prev Moon Next Moon ->

[in-memoriam-tgwk]

The Colony

Identities & Pronouns

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The Colony

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Glowstar; Male, He/Him

Amberfuzz; Female, She/Her

Oaktrail; Trans Male, He/Him

Emma; Gender Fluid, She/He/They

Ferretsnap; Female, She/Her

Mottledwhisker; Male, He/Him

Heatherdash; Male, He/Him

Hollyspeckle; Male, He/Him

Rainpool; Female, She/Her

Sageblossom; Female, She/Her

Almondlight; Male, He/Him

Needlemaw; Male, He/Him

Mumblesight; Male, He/Him

Sylvana; Female, She/Her

Stoatfoot; Male, He/Him

Sabledust; Male, He/Him

Fawnheart; Female, She/Her

Bonepaw; Female, She/Her

Marshpaw; Male, He/Him

Bloomkit; Male, He/Him

Crocuskit; Female, She/Her

Whisperkit; Male, He/Him

Dashkit; Female, She/Her

Leafkit; Male, He/Him

Hailkit; Male, He/Him

Creekkit; Female, She/Her

Swallowfleck; Female, She/Her

Cats with Fate

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Cliffclaw; Male, He/Him

Shinefreckle; Female, She/Her

Mousetuft; Male, He/Him

Frozentuft; Female, She/Her

Iciclestalk; Male, He/Him

Hailkit; Female, She/Her

Palekit; Female, She/Her

Foggythorn; Female, She/Her

Poppykit; Male, He/Him

Lost/Outside the Colony

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[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Residences: Birchflight & Foxfire

Birchflight

Aliases / Nicknames: ??

Gender: molly 

Sexuality: pansexual, polyamorous 

Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, Haretalon (sister), Breezeblaze (brother), Sparrowflight (niece), Deerbirch (nephew) 

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Darkfire (apprentice), Foxfire (crush) 

Clan: Bushclan 

Rank: warrior 

Characteristics: kills to get Foxfire's attention, oblivious, caring, has a secret sadistic side 

Number of Victims: 3 

Number of Murders: 3 

Murder Method: leading onto Thunderpaths 

Known Victims: Larksplash, Mousetuft, Flamepetal 

Victim Profile: friends of Foxfire 

Cause of Death: run over by a BMX bike 

Cautionary Tale: N/A

Story: 

From the moment she opened her eyes, Birchflight had been hopelessly in love with Foxfire. The two of them were nearly inseparable all throughout their kithood and apprenticehood, and other cats joked about them becoming mates when they became warriors. 

Birchflight laughed them off, but truthfully, it made her heart ache. She loved him with all of her heart, but Foxfire only seemed to see her as a friend. Her best friends, Cloudrose and Wrendawn, as well as her siblings, tried cheering her up, saying that Foxfire would come around eventually. But the heartache was too much for Birchflight. Why couldn't Foxfire see how much she loved him?

To make matters worse, Foxfire had started becoming distant from Birchflight in favour of talking to new friends from other Clans: Larksplash of Treeclan, Mousetuft of Cliffclan, and Flamepetal of Prairieclan. Birchflight pretended to put on a happy face whenever they talked to her at Gatherings, but she couldn't ignore the steaming fury boiling inside of her, made even worse by how the three toms would make smug glances at Foxfire and whisper things in his ear that made him blush at Birchflight when they thought she wasn't looking. 

She couldn't let them take her beloved Foxy away from her. Birchflight knew they were gluttons--food was all they seemed to talk about. So she took advantage of the wide variety of prey in Bushclan, creating a trail of mice from the Treeclan border to the nearest Thunderpath. All she had to do then was watch and wait as Larksplash followed the trail onto the Thunderpath, just in time for a sleek red monster to crash into him. 

She tried her best to suppress the giddy feeling that arose when she looked at Larksplash's corpse, but it was just too strong to resist. Mousetuft was next.

Birchflight made sure to add in an extra pheasant chick or two into the trail to really seal the deal, the same going for Flamepetal a mere half moon later. Birchflight's sheer joy at getting rid of the three biggest pains in her tail was marred, however, by the sudden deaths of her best friends Cloudrose and Wrendawn, killed in a freak drowning accident while collecting and wetting moss. 

Foxfire had been with them at the time of the incident, and he was inconsolable at not being able to save them. Birchflight comforted him over this and the deaths of his friends, with him comforting her over the loss of her friends and her being the one to find his friends' bodies.

The leader even gave Birchflight Foxfire's young nephew, Darkpaw, as her apprentice, with Foxfire receiving Birchflight's niece, Sparrowpaw, as his in turn. Their relationship had finally returned to what it was, and this time, Birchflight wasn't going to let him go.

Birchflight just had to finish up this hunting session with Darkpaw first. The young apprentice, seeing how she wasn't paying attention to him, wrapped up in her own daydreams and worries, decided to get her attention by trying to catch a raccoon, chasing it across a Thunderpath.

Fortunately, Birchflight noticed the strange, two-wheeled Twoleg monster heading towards Darkpaw and knocked him out of the way just in time. Unfortunately, she was just a little too slow to avoid getting struck herself. 

Now she would never have a chance to confess to Foxfire... or so she thought.

Foxfire

Aliases / Nicknames: Foxy

Gender: tom 

Sexuality: pansexual, polyamorous 

Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, Morningberry (sister), Sootstorm (brother), Darkfire (nephew), Pebblefox (niece) 

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Sparrowflight (apprentice), Birchflight (crush) 

Clan: Bushclan 

Rank: warrior 

Characteristics: kills to get Birchflight's attention, oblivious, charismatic, a bit of a himbo, has repressed anger issues 

Number of Victims: 2 

Number of Murders: 2 

Murder Method: suffocating with waterlogged moss 

Known Victims: Cloudrose, Wrendawn 

Victim Profile: friends of Birchflight 

Cause of Death: drowned in a sewer 

Cautionary Tale: N/A

Story: 

From the moment he opened his eyes, Foxfire had been hopelessly in love with Birchflight.The two of them were nearly inseparable all throughout their kithood and apprenticehood, and other cats joked about them becoming mates when they became warriors. Foxfire laughed them off, but truthfully, it made his heart ache. He loved her with all of her heart, but Birchflight only seemed to see him as a friend.

His new friends from other Clans, Larksplash, Mousetuft, and Flamepetal, as well as his siblings, tried cheering him up, saying that Birchflight would come around eventually. But the heartache was too much for Foxfire. Why couldn't Birchflight see how much he loved her?

Foxfire tried to hold in his heartache, but every time he looked at Birchflight, his heart tore a little bit. The freak deaths of Larksplash and Mousetuft didn't help matters either, though there was some comfort in Birchflight being the one who found the bodies. 

He knew she wouldn't hurt them. One day, however, he was sent out to collect wet moss with Birchflight's best friends, Cloudrose and Wrendawn. Being sent to complete a task with them just made Foxfire think of Birchflight, and Cloudrose and Wrendawn quickly noticed his mopiness. When they asked him what was wrong, he deflected at first, but eventually sighed and relayed the whole story.

When Foxfire finished, however, Cloudrose and Wrendawn started... laughing at him. They wheezed out something about being so dumb and not being able to see Birchflight's true feelings before going back to rolling on the grass. Foxfire felt his heart burn with fury. 

They must be insinuating that Birchflight didn't like him back! They must be taunting him! Something snapped within him, and he bowled over Cloudrose and Wrendawn over within seconds, holding the wet moss over their snouts and not letting go until he was sure they were dead.

When the deed was done, however, Foxfire quickly came back to his senses and was hit with an immense wave of regret. He killed Birchflight's best friends! If she didn't return his feelings before, she would never return them now! He quickly dragged them back to camp and told the leader that Cloudrose and Wrendawn had died in a freak drowning accident. 

The day only got worse from there, as Birchflight returned from her hunting trip with the news that she had found Flamepetal's dead body on another Thunderpath. The last of his friends, gone. At least they could comfort each other on the day's tragedies.

The two of them began spending more and more time with each other. The leader even gave Foxfire Birchflight's young niece, Sparrowpaw, as her apprentice, with Birchflight receiving Foxfire's nephew as his. 

Their relationship had finally returned to what it was, and this time, Foxfire wasn't going to let her go. He just had to finish up this tracking session with Sparrowpaw first. The young apprentice, seeing how he wasn't paying attention to her, wrapped up in his own daydreams and worries, decided to get his attention by trying to slip into a sewer grate close to the nearby Twolegplace.

Fortunately, Foxfire noticed Sparrowpaw just in time and pulled her away from the edge of the grate. Unfortunately, he tripped and fell in himself, landing into oasis of sewer water himself, just slightly too deep for him to stay afloat.

Now he would never have a chance to confess to Birchflight... or so he thought.

Additional Information:

--Submission by @starfalcon555​

--These two share exactly one (1) braincell, and most of the time, it's in the possession of one of their friends or their apprentices.

--Birchflight and Foxfire would be SHOCKED to see each other in the DF at first, and even more shocked to learn that they killed the other's friends, but when they realize the reason for it, they are quickly overcome with joy and become mates almost immediately.

--Birchflight and Foxfire died on the same day, on opposite sides of the same Twolegplace.

--Birchflight and Foxfire's nephews/nieces picked their own warrior names to remember their dead aunt (Sparrowflight and Deerbirch) and uncle (Darkfire and Pebblefox) respectively.

--It’s possible Sparrowflight and Darkfire eventually becoming mates themselves, as they bonded over the trauma of their mentors dying to save them, as well as said mentors being each other's family members. Maybe they even name their own future kits Birchkit and Foxkit, for the Angst (TM).

--LOVE everything about this. The similar crimes, how their deaths were similar to their crimes, two halves of a whole idiot.

--To-be poly members and mates of Gorseheart and Emberdawn. I took inspiration from this artwork and description, which I imagine is how it worked out for these four (two mates and two mates coming together to make four).