#mushroomclan

[mushroomclangen]

Honeykit & Dogkit

Definitely not Eggrumble’s new sons. Nope. Not at all

(I need to get better at drawing kits ffs)

[clangenstufffromwcnoob]

i think mediators should be allowed to work even with a broken back

not at all saying that because Oneburr has had a broken back for 12 MOONS and I want her to do something. not at all.

(look I've realized i could do something very funny with a mediator, which involves a love triangle)

[cyanogen-miasma]

Hollow Knight X Warrior Cats Crossover???

as a former warrior cats kid, the urge always remains to see if you can turn a piece of media into Warrior Cats, so

let's say, Hallownest is now horizontal instead of vertical. It is bordered on all sides by mountains, except for Kingdom's edge, which is bordered by a massive Thunderpath. I'll make a map of what all the lands in Hollow Knight would look like in this case. Hallownest (the land, not the political entity) would be called Hallowed Vale.

The Higher Beings are split into a variety of different circumstances.

The Radiance was a Clan Leader who created a cult of personality around her. She was killed and spends most of the story as a StarClan ghost.

The Pale King and the White Lady are both immortal beings a la Rock

Unn, or Slugstar as I would like to call her, is a Clan Leader

The Nightmare's Heart is a Dark Forest ghost

idk what to do with the Shade Lord

I'm not dead certain on names, really, but I think the Pale King would call himself Whitestar for the cats.

The Pale King's kingdom is PaleClan.

The moths were RadiantClan, but were absorbed into PaleClan. Now none of the Radiant lineage remains apart from the Seer.

Mantis Village is WasteClan. They are probably the only 'Clan' here that fully operates how a warrior cats Clan should right now. They had an alliance with PaleClan to defend against...

Deepest is now DeepClan. The cats of DeepClan are alive, but infected. The Weavers were a travelling group of cats who cultivated spiders and could make textiles with spider silk. They were welcomed by DeepClan, and stayed with them for many years, but left when the infection started to spread to DeepClan.

The Mushroom Clan are... I guess MushroomClan lol. I thought of FungalClan, but MushroomClan does the job just fine. They were absorbed into PaleClan, but retain a degree of separation. They have their own camp, but ultimately answered to WhiteStar. They are alive but infected.

The Mosskin are GreenClan. They have independence, but were forced by WhiteStar to allow PaleClan warriors to pass through their territory freely along the main path (Pilgrims' Way). Later, PaleClan seized half of their territory (the Queen's Gardens) in lieu of Slugstar's (Unn's) weakness. They are alive, but infected.

The Hive is HiveClan. They refused PaleClan's rule and isolated themselves from the rest of the Clans. They are alive but infected.

The Colosseum of Fools was EdgeClan. They used to be a fully functional clan, but their leader (Lord Fool) died with no deputy and everything descended into chaos. Now it is a deadly arena where all kinds of creatures are brought in to face off against Warriors. Most long-term residents are uninfected, but some visitors are infected. The arena is an empty, dilapidated warehouse by the side of the Thunderpath.

Dirtmouth is DirtClan, who lived in the wasteland north of Hallowed Vale. Warriors of DirtClan kept being enticed into PaleClan, leaving the only one left the elderly leader (Elderbug). He has stayed in place to help passing travellers who want to enter the Vale.

Unsure if I want to make the Flukes into a post-PaleClan warrior Clan, or just a pack of rats...rabbit warren perhaps? That would be fitting considering Flukemarm...

The Dream Realm is StarClan, and the Nightmare Realm is the Dark Forest, naturally.

I think the Void is just the Void, and the actual story of the Hollow Knight is not changed much.... I'm not sure how the Vessels would come to be considering cats can't lay eggs. Perhaps the White Lady eats a herb tainted with water from the Abyss Lake, which Whitestar believes would poison the kits and cause them to be 'empty'....perhaps 'void' is a toxic substance found in the Abyss Lake, which was caused by pollution. Perhaps all the Twolegs left because they couldn't figure out a way to deal with it. Perhaps the toxin twisted the cats' spirits and connected them to the emptiness that greets them after their Second Death.

Perhaps Whitestar, unable to kill the Radiance a second time, tries to trap her inside the 'second death void' of one of his 'empty' children - The Hollow Warrior??? The Dreamers, of course, serving the same purpose they did in Hollow Knight.

EDIT: I forgot the Radiance kind of had a thing with the Void which would require her not to be just a normal leader. She can be a deity of StarClan if she likes. So the Pale King can't kill her but can banish her. Perhaps the Ancient Civilization (VoidClan, if you must) made their home around the Abyss Lake, and because of their proximity to the void toxin they ceased to exist after death. This made the Radiance mad because that meant less spirits in StarClan for her to lord over. Then, perhaps this caused her to seek out worship in mortals, which led to the founding of RadiantClan.

[cicadagaze]

I don't know enough about what's going on or how to fix it, so I'll just have to make ANOTHER new clan :/

hi I have assignments due in 4 hours but instead of stressing out and working on them like I should be I'm simply gonna go play clangen instead

[typhects]

More

- theres no context i just wanted cat c!pumpkinduo

- swirlsight (c!karl) was supposed to be leader of mushroomclan (kinoko) but StarClan overwhelms him so much he refused to even go near the moonpool. he thought being a medicine cat would make it better (it didnt)

- back then sootfrost (c!wilbur) figured out how certain flammable (and explodable) twoleg items worked and how to make fire. didnt end well for SootClan (l'manburg)

[clevercorvidae]

wariostar leader of uh. warioclan iguess.

wariostar has declared war on mushroomclan, on account of peachstar beating him on rainbow road

[jespers-den]

Noooo why did I get a brown cat named Poopysong in my clan? 💀

Oh well. Welcome to MushroomClan, Poopysong.

[rainwhiskersjudgement]

Jaykit • Jaypaw • Jaynose

Black tabby molly with amber eyes.

Elder of MushroomClan

Mother of Slugstar, Hawkfoot and Minkpelt

[daandyli0n]

okay, i have another au. this one is a dsmp/warrior cats au. i’ve named it the ‘burnt leaves’ au

the basic premise is that everyone is cats (obviously), it focuses on tommy, tubbo, and fundy, and the trauma the trio faces, and this au should probably give people some very obvious clues that i am 100% not a c!dream apologist.

this au gets pretty dark at some points, and includes themes of animal death (because. you know, wild cats living in the woods, cats fighting each other, cats hunting smaller animals, etc), a lot of violence, traumatic experiences, the exile arc will be discussed, and a whole lot more.

(this is about the dsmp characters)

some things to note:

most characters will be given more warrior-like names. even some of the non-clan cats will be given different names (ex. techno, pre-clan wilbur, and ghostbur will be named Blade, Soot, and Kasper/Kas respectively).

warrior cat terms will be used. if y’all are confused on any terms, just let me know!

the names of the factions/locations are as follows:

the smp itself->Cloverclan

l’manburg->Pineclan (named because, if i’m remembering right, mostly spruce wood was used for the buildings)

las nevadas->Desertclan (this should be pretty obvious)

kinoko kingdom->Mushroomclan (again, pretty obvious)

snowchester, the syndicate, the badlands, logstedshire, and the prison are the only places who’s names remain the same.

the names of all the characters are as follows:

Cloverclan:

Glowsight/star (Eret; formerly a member of Pineclan)

Sheepheart (Puffy)

Lionfrost (Punz)

Nightecho (Michaelmcchill; i don’t know, the name fit for me; technically factionless, but considered part of the clan)

The Badlands:

Darkshine/star (Bad)

Antfrost

Diamondfur (Skeppy)

Lemonfang (Ponk; formerly a member of Cloverclan )

Roseflight (Hannah)

Shadowstrike (Eryn; technically technically kind of factionless, but considered part of the clan)

Desertclan:

Duckclaw/star (Quackity; formerly a member of Pineclan )

Slime/“Mosspelt” [not official name; was going to be his name] (Slimecicle; possibly deceased)

Goldenstorm (Foolish; formerly a member of Snowchester)

Foxdash (Fundy; formerly a member of Pineclan)

Mushroomclan:

Mushroomleap/“star” [wasn’t technically a leader/never received nine lives] (George; formerly a member of Cloverclan, formerly a member of Desertclan)

Blazestrike (Sapnap; formerly a member of The Badlands, formerly a member of Cloverclan, formerly a member of Desertclan)

Spiralstep (Karl; formerly a member of Cloverclan, formerly a member of Desertclan)

Carrotbloom (Tina)

Snowchester:

Beeflight (Tubbo; formerly a member of Pineclan)

Sunsong (Tommy; technically a member, but is currently on the run/in hiding due to...obvious reasons; formerly a member of Pineclan)

Sootsong/star/fall (Wilbur; technically a member, but spends most of his time near Desertclan territory; formerly a member/the leader of Pineclan)

Thunderblaze (Jack; formerly a member of Pineclan)

Spiderpaw (Shroud, because why not)

Lightkit (Michael; meant to be a mix between tubbo and ranboo’s names)

The Syndicate:

Blade (Techno)

Phil

Cherrypool (Niki; formerly a member of Pineclan, formerly a member of Snowchester)

Bluespike (Connor; he’s a member of the syndicate, right?; formerly a member of Cloverclan)

Factionless/Exiled/Unknown:

Dream (exiled/imprisoned; formerly a member/the leader of Cloverclan)

Skyclaw (Purpled; he’s known for bedwars, and bedwars takes place in the sky, if i’m remembering right; exiled; formerly a member of Cloverclan, formerly a member of Desertclan )

Stormclaw (Sam; factionless/unknown; formerly a member of The Badlands, formerly a member of Cloverclan, formerly a member of Desertclan)

Hbomb (factionless/unknown; loner/former kittypet/stray, maybe?)

Deervoice (Callahan; factionless/unknown; possibly deceased; is only known to be related in some way to XD)

Sam Bucket (factionless/unknown; possibly deceased or an otherworldly cat entity; looks nearly identical to Stormclaw; is only known to be in some way related to Egg)

Foxleaf (Seapeakay; technically factionless, but is considering joining The Badlands (definitely not for any Egg-Related reasons, no way, not at all-), named by Darkstar)

Frogsight (Boomer; factionless, named by Glowstar)

Raccoonpaw/stripe (Sam Nook, named by Glowstar)

Hare[sprint] (Aimsey; factionless, lives in Snowchester, named by Glowstar)

Deceased:

‘XD’ (Starclan; true name unknown; cause of death unknown; ‘ascended’: basically became Cat God)

Crowfrost (Mumza; Starclan; formerly a member of Oakclan; killed by fox while trying to protect Phil and the boys; ‘ascended’: is a Guide for cats going to Starclan, but don’t have anyone else to guide them)

Dusklight (Ranboo; Starclan; formerly a member of Oakclan, formerly a member of Snowchester; killed by Stormclaw during the Prison Break)

Salmondash (Sally; formerly a loner, formerly a member/the deputy of Pineclan; died from blood loss after Dream punctured her neck)

Ramstar (Schlatt; Dark Forest; formerly a loner/stray, formerly a member/the leader of Desertclan; died from eating Deathberries (look, i could still make it a heart attack, but i want to make it a bit more warrior cats-like. not saying he couldn’t still die from a heart attack, but y’know))

Egg (Yes, this is Literally The Egg. In this au, The Egg is a cat; Dark Forest; formerly a loner, formerly a member of The Badlands/Eggpire; died from Stormclaw killing him at the Banquet; is currently trying to mind control cats to rise back to power)

MD (Mexican Dream; ???/possibly Starclan; formerly a loner/stray; died from Dream attacking him after he attempted to take Sunsong away from Logstedshire and help him escape)

Vikkstar (???/possibly Starclan; formerly a kittypet/stray; previously lived in an abandoned shack; killed by Dream and Lionfrost, briefly revived, and then killed again)

Lazarbeam (???/possibly Starclan; formerly a kittypet/stray; previously lived in an abandoned shack; killed by Dream and Lionfrost, briefly revived, and then killed again)

fundy is younger than tommy and tubbo.

the events of this au are not in the same linear order that they do in the actual smp (ex. Doomsday happens almost immediately after the end of the L’manburg Independence War, Tommy’s Exile happened after Doomsday, etc.)

that’s all i’ve got for now! i might actually make this a story i put on ao3, but that’s for later.

if any of y’all have questions about the au, don’t hesitate to ask! i’d love to talk about this au of mine!

[jaytenart]

Here's some personal character art that I produced in 2013, inspired by the Super Mario mushrooms 😬 will be creating a gallery on my Behance when it's all done. #MushroomClan #Illustration #Characters #Art

[mushroomclangen]

Founders, Part 2

[mushroomclangen]

Founders, Part 1

For the record, I won’t be drawing full pieces for this blog. I just want to give every cat a ref sheet so ppl know what they look like both in game and in my head

[mushroomclangen]

Moon 1 - Newleaf

Minor events: Lighteye sprained his paw in a Twoleg trap, Flintfoot has gotten a stomach ache

Eggrumble wasn’t stupid. She had been a medicine cat ever since she was six moons old. She had dealt with amputations, poisonings, broken backs and outbreaks of yellowcough, and had seen Bluffstar’s symptoms a hundred times before.

The sickness after the gathering disappeared the next day. Bluffstar woke up and blamed her sickness on some bad prey she must have eaten and, begrudgingly, anxiety. However, she was back a couple of nights later, admitting to being sick in her den. Other cats in the Clan were growing increasingly concerned for her, so Eggrumble began to keep a closer eye on her. She checked Bluffstar nearly every day. Partially her symptoms, but mainly her stomach, pressing against it gently with her paw. One day, about a week after the initial sickness, she felt it under Bluffstar’s flank. Small and barely noticeable for the inexperienced, but for Eggrumble it was clear as day. Her suspicions were confirmed.

Bluffstar was pregnant.

Continued under cut…

She begged for Eggrumble to quit teasing her, but when did the medicine cat ever joke about her job? Unlike some cats in this Clan, she tried to take it seriously. As soon as Bluffstar felt it herself sheer dread settled in on her face. It wasn’t customary for cats to explain who the sire was so Eggrumble didn’t pry, though she was curious to eventually find out.

It took a while for Bluffstar to announce the pregnancy to the rest of the Clan and the response was overwhelmingly positive. Antlerpaw couldn’t wait to no longer be the youngest cat in the Clan, Frondswipe was making sure that Bluffstar knew she was always there to help, and Lighteye didn’t leave Bluffstar’s side for a few days, especially since she made the decision to move into the nursery immediately. Eggrumble didn’t blame her, the nursery was bare. Everything had to be cleaned out after the wolf attack so it was in desperate need of some redecorating. Like the nursery, Eggrumble was also unprepared for kits. The pregnancy herb stores were bare, a lack of queens meant that anything they had stored went to waste.

She spent most of her time scouring the territory for what she needed. Juniper, oak leaves, blackberry leaves and plenty of moss, though some of which were harder than others to find in Newleaf, especially when it rained. It was always rainy at this time of year, replacing the scent of prey and fresh herbs with damp. It made her wish she was a young cat again with her sense of smell fully in tact. However, she at least knew where herbs grew. There were plenty of blackberry bushes near the Thunderpath so on a particular miserable day she decided that was the best place to spend her time.

Her paws were caked in mud by the time she emerged from the bushes, staring across the foul-smelling Thunderpath. A monster roared by, her ears flattened against the horrible sound it made. The biggest blackberry bushes were on the other side. No cat owned that territory, so it was free game. She waited at the side of the Thunderpath for a moment, listening out for any noise through the sound of rain pattering against the ground, and then crossed over.

Some of the blackberry leaves were too small, some hung limp and shrivelled from Leaf-bare, though she could pick out a couple that were fully grown and fresh. Still, it wasn’t ideal, usually they would have some leaves preserved from Leaf-fall. She busied herself with the bush, reaching up into the higher branches, despite the twinge of pain in her hind legs, and carefully picking the leaves between her claws. She would probably complain about the chill in her bones later, for now though she could cope with it. Eventually the sound of the rain and Thunderpath became nothing more than background noise. She hummed to herself, tail flicking rain away, so distracted by her work that she didn’t notice an orange figure creeping towards her within the bush.

Suddenly, there was a squeal and tiny claws wrapped around her standing foot. Eggrumble leapt in shock, fur bristling at she hissed at her attacker. Said attacker was none other than a tiny ginger kit, grinning at her. He proudly proclaimed that he had finally found her. Though a nervous mewl from behind begged for their brother to come back into the bush. That cat wasn’t their papa! The ginger kit looked over his shoulder, then back to Eggrumble, and giggled.

Eggrumble squinted into the bush and could barely spot the white muzzle of another kit amongst the brambles. Perplexed, Eggrumble asks the kits what they’re doing out here. She can’t smell any of the other Clans on them, though it was hard to pick out anything in the rain. The ginger kit told her that his papa left them here and said he’d be back soon. Eggrumble, seeing the state of the kits fur, asked how long he’s been gone. The ginger kit hummed with thought, the tiny kit hiding in the bush was the one to answer. He shyly told Eggrumble that it got really dark for a long time, and usually when that happened papa brought them inside to sleep. He admitted that he thinks it’s been a little while; an understatement, really. She also asked if they knew where their papa is? Or if they had a mother? Neither kit could give an answer, Eggrumble got the idea though that maybe their mother had passed on as the ginger kit’s ears drooped when she mentioned her. Eggrumble’s pelt prickled with frustration. These kits had been out here all night, completely exposed to the elements and predators! It was a miracle they were still here and seemingly healthy. Outsiders were terrible at taking care of kits.

No matter whether the kits father was going to return to collect them or not, she couldn’t leave them out here to catch kittencough. The ginger kit stood his ground, pressing his paws deep into the mud. Papa would come back eventually, he was sure of it. Eggrumble looked to the other kit hiding in the brambles as she reminded them that it would go dark again eventually. All kinds of scary monsters lurk in the dark. The other kit let out a small squeak, telling his big brother that maybe they should let Eggrumble take them somewhere safe. The ginger kit’s stance softened but he didn’t look entirely convinced. Sighing, Eggrumble promised to keep an eye out for their father, she just wants to keep them out of the rain. Plus, there are lots of fun games to play in camp. That seemed to do it, the ginger kit nodded and called his little brother out from the bush. Careful not to snag his fur on the brambles, the black and white kit emerged.

Eggrumble carried the two kits back to camp by their scruffs. The ginger kit protested at being held, while the other seemed happy to be away from the muddy ground. Within camp, most cats were either patrolling or sheltering from the rain. Although Antlerpaw’s wound was still healing, Eggrumble was happy enough with its progress to let her walk around camp unassisted. She sat under a tree, watching the rain fall, but as Eggrumble walked past with two squirming kits her eyes widened with excitement.

A gentle murmur came from within the nursery walls. As she nosed her way into the sheltered hollow she spotted Bluffstar and Rootpaw on the far side. The den seemed much cosier in comparison to what it was like a few days ago, with fresh moss beds, reinforced walls and small feathers and rocks scattered around. Bluffstar was busy showing Rootpaw how to weave bracken through brambles and holly but both cats turned when the ginger kit let out a mewl of frustration, wriggling just enough for Eggrumble’s grip to loosen and causing him to fall to the ground with a wet slap.

Bluffstar gasped, quick to ask Eggrumble where the kits came from. Eggrumble explained the situation while the ginger kit started batting at one of the feathers nearby. She did mention that she promised the kits that they would keep an eye out for their father, though quietly added that she didn’t have much hope for his return. Bluffstar nodded in understanding, a small frown on her face. Some cats just didn’t deserve to be parents…

As the ginger kit waddled over to see Rootpaw, chatting loudly and pushing the feather towards the rather awkward looking apprentice, Bluffstar reminded Eggrumble of something. Their names, did these two have names? Eggrumble looked down at the black kit near her paws and posed the question. Papa always just called them “kittens”, and to him the ginger kit was just “big brother.” Eggrumble’s ears flattened at that. Well then that settles it, she’ll name them! Even if she wasn’t the best at naming things. She looked towards the ginger kit. He seemed to be a sweet thing, really. Always babbling on and trying to be the centre of attention. She called him over, and asked him if he liked the name Honeykit. He thought for a moment, Bluffstar bent down to tell him what honey was, and then he nodded happily.

As for the other, Eggrumble studied him for a moment. He had quite the unusual pelt: mostly black but with a silver streak down his back and a white muzzle. His fur was sleek from the rain, unlike Honeykit’s which was sticking up in all kinds of directions. It sort of reminded Eggrumble of a dog. A bold name for a shy cat, but the newly named Dogkit seemed to quite like it. That settled it, then.

Bluffstar purred joyfully. She couldn’t wait for the nursery to be bustling with kits again. A Clan wasn’t a Clan without the pattering of tiny paws around camp. Though, she does have one question before she can officially welcome Honeykit and Dogkit: who is going to take care of them? She doesn’t want to overwhelm herself with two kits on top of her soon-to-come litter. She looks at Eggrumble expectantly. It took a moment for Eggrumble to understand, looking between Bluffstar and the two kits. Well, first of all she should probably go and find a queen from another Clan who would be able to nurse them until they could eat solids, then they could just see how it went from there.

Bluffstar chuckled. Why can’t Eggrumble take care of them?

Eggrumble felt hot with embarrassment. Medicine cats weren’t meant to have kits! It wasn’t against the code, there had been too much grief and unnecessary drama caused by the rule, but it was certainly discouraged. She didn’t intend to be swayed from her duties any time soon.

But…

Eggrumble shook her head. She needed to find someone to travel to WarmClan and ask if Ferretleap would be able to use the last of her milk to feed Dogkit and Honeykit for a while; Eggrumble was certain that her own kits were old enough to eat prey now. Meanwhile she would get Honeykit and Dogkit warmed up and check them for any sickness in the medicine den. She picked Dogkit up by the scruff while Honeykit whined about not being able to stay in here and play. Bluffstar sighed, assuring Honeykit that when Ferretleap arrives he’ll have plenty of time to explore and play. For now, his fur needs sorting out! Honeykit shook himself out with a giggle, then began to follow Eggrumble. Camp would no doubt be full of energy now.

Bluffstar announces that she is expecting kits, and moves straight into the nursery

Eggrumble finds an abandoned litter on the border and decides to adopt them bring them to camp. She names them Honeykit and Dogkit

[mushroomclangen]

The leaders of the bordering Clans, as seen in the gathering.

Thymestar of JaggedClan

Slumberstar of WarmClan

And Waspstar of NewtClan

(Note: I don’t have a separate save file for these Clans, I just made some sprites/designs for them because I wanted to keep track of what they looked like in my head lol)

[mushroomclangen]

Border allegiances

Below are the allegiances for cats in JaggedClan, NewtClan and WarmClan, as well as any noteworthy kittypets, loners or rogues. I do not have official save files for these Clans so all cats, relationships and events within them are purely made up. Although they seem smaller, all three of these Clans are rather big (around 30-40 members) but I think it’s much easier just to focus on a few important cats. These allegiances will be updated less frequently and I may add cats when I feel like another Clan member is needed

Last updated: Moon 0

JaggedClan

Hills with rocky peaks

LEADER: THYMESTAR - a long-furred dark brown tabby she-cat with green-yellow eyes

DEPUTY: RIMETAIL - a long-furred grey tabby she-cat with emerald eyes

APPRENTICE: EAGLEPAW

MEDICINE CAT: BROKENSTEM - a long-furred grey masked tabby tom with gold eyes

WARRIORS:

UMBERSNARL - a long-furred dark brown tabby tom with emerald eyes

SUNBELLOW - a long-furred light ginger and white tom with blue eyes

PEBBLEDROP - a black tabby she-cat with blue eyes

ARCHEARS - a long-furred speckled light brown she-cat with sage eyes

APPRENTICE: WISTERIAPAW

FOGGYNOSE - a silver and white colour-point she-cat with copper eyes, wearing a black bow collar

LICHENFALL - a long-furred grey smoke and white tom with hazel eyes

APPRENTICES:

EAGLEPAW - a long-furred dark brown tabby tom with pale green eyes

WISTERIAPAW - a long-furred brown ticked she-cat with emerald eyes

QUEENS & KITS:

DAISYFLICK - a white and pale grey she-cat with silver eyes (caring for PEAKKIT - a white and dorsal-striped tom, GRAVELKIT - a pale grey smoke tom, and ERMINEKIT - a white and pale grey she-cat)

ELDERS:

COALTUFT - a long-furred black speckled tom with gold eyes

NewtClan

Reed beds and rivers

LEADER: WASPSTAR - a dark ginger tabby and white tom with silver eyes

DEPUTY: KITEWHISTLE - a brown/ginger tortie she-cat with green eyes

MEDICINE CATS: MAPLERAPID - a long-furred white and unusually spotted dark ginger she-cat with gold eyes

FRECKLEBACK - a speckled dark brown tom with pale green eyes

WARRIORS:

RAVENFLASH - a long-furred black and white tom with pale green eyes

APPRENTICE: BIRCHPAW

FROGJUMBLE - a white and light brown tabby tom with pale green eyes

WRENFOOT - a brown tabby and white she-cat with amber eyes

APPRENTICE: GALEPAW

GORSETUFT - a long-furred dark grey tabby tom with silver eyes

APPRENTICE: SNEEZEPAW

SNAILSTRIPE - a grey dorsal-stripe and white tom with blue eyes

SHIMMERFISH - a long-furred silver tabby she-cat with pale yellow eyes

APPRENTICES:

SNEEZEPAW - a light brown and white tom with green-yellow eyes

GALEPAW - a white she-cat with pale yellow eyes

BIRCHPAW - a brown tabby and white she-cat with green-yellow eyes

QUEENS & KITS:

DOVEPELT - an unusually spotted pale grey she-cat with emerald eyes (caring for LILYKIT - an unusually spotted grey she-cat, and SNOWKIT - a white and pale grey tom)

ELDERS:

MOUSETOOTH - a long-furred dark grey smoke she-cat with green eyes

WarmClan

Open plains with sandy hollows

LEADER: SLUMBERSTAR - a silver tabby and white tom with dark blue eyes

DEPUTY: JUNIPERCLOUD - a brown speckled and white cat with yellow eyes

MEDICINE CAT: POLLENDEW - a golden and white she-cat with heather blue eyes

BLUEBURN - a dark grey/dark ginger tortie and white trans tom with pale yellow eyes

WARRIORS:

RAINFEATHER - an unusually dappled grey tom with sunlit-ice eyes

HOLLYPETAL - a black/golden calico she-cat with amber eyes

APPRENTICE: DAYPAW

SILVERFLICKER - a white and silver tabby she-cat with gold eyes

APPRENTICE: BUTTERFLYPAW

YARROWTAIL - a long-furred white and dark brown tom with copper eyes

TANSYBOUNCE - a pale ginger tabby she-cat with silver eyes

ROOKSWIPE - a black ticked and white tom with cyan eyes

APPRENTICES:

BUTTERFLYPAW - a ginger and white she-cat with silver eyes

DAYPAW - a pale ginger tabby she-cat with copper eyes

QUEENS & KITS:

FERRETLEAP - a brown and white she-cat with green-yellow eyes (caring for MOORKIT - a white and brown tom, DUCKKIT - a dark brown speckled tom, and THRUSHKIT - a brown smoke and white she-cat)

ELDERS:

CRANECALL - a white and silver smoke tom with copper eyes

Outsiders

LION - a light ginger speckled tom with green-yellow eyes (loner)

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Moon 0 - Newleaf - Part 3

The Gathering

Frondswipe couldn’t believe it had nearly been a moon since the wolf attack. At the last gathering, Thymestar had mentioned JaggedClan’s plan to drive the wolves out of their territory. Said plan was hatched a half-moon later, resulting in the deaths of so many MushroomClan cats. There was very little chatter as she, Bluffstar, Eggrumble, Flintfoot, Rootpaw and Hollowbriar made their way through the dusky forest, the sky barely illuminated by the full moon. It was almost eerie.

Rootpaw whispered something to Flintfoot behind her. In response, Flintfoot assured her that she could stay by her side. Rootpaw didn’t want to come to the gathering but unfortunately for her Bluffstar wanted at least one apprentice to be there and Antlerpaw was still having problems with her bite wound; the latter was devastated to miss out, of course. Ahead of Frondswipe, Eggrumble leaned over to murmur a couple of words in Bluffstar’s ear. Bluffstar let out a small hum, and ended the conversation there. Hollowbriar was the only cat who didn’t appear to be completely miserable. There was a stride in the tortie’s step, even if Eggrumble scolded her prior to leaving for wanting to show the other Clans how she fought the wolves. Frondswipe was pretty sure she came close to having her tail ripped off if Bluffstar hadn’t pulled her out of the way… that certainly wouldn’t be mentioned to her rival warriors.

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As the trees began to thin out the shapes of cats moving under the moonlight became clearer. Bluffstar glanced back before proceeding, a positive smile on her face. Frondswipe padded up alongside Bluffstar, she forgot that she was the deputy for a moment there, and puffed her chest out as they strode into the clearing. Cats of all different smells turned to them, their expressions were a mixture of concern and sorrow.

“Oh StarClan, is that all of them?”

“Slumberstar was right, Icestar is dead…”

“How did so many cats die? Stars, I don’t know what I’d do if I was Bluffheart…”

Frondswipe tried her best to block most of the noise out. Sure, she appreciated the sympathy, she was sure Bluffstar and the others did as well, but you could only hear so much of it before it became jarring. The twisted, fallen trunks of the Truce Trees laid ahead of her. At its base sat the other deputies: Rimetail, Kitewhistle and Junipercloud, three cats that Frondswipe never expected to be sitting beside. Above them, resting on branches and tree trunks, were the leaders: Thymestar of JaggedClan, Waspstar of NewtClan, and Slumberstar of WarmClan. Frondswipe gave Bluffstar a friendly nudge, assuring her leader that everything would be fine. Bluffstar purred gratefully, returning the gesture before climbing up to the perch where Icestar once sat.

Junipercloud dipped their head in greeting and once again congratulated Frondswipe for being chosen as deputy, having been there with Slumberstar when Bluffstar left for the Star Cavern. The other two deputies followed suit, Frondswipe glowed with joy.

A loud meow cut through the noise of the gathering. Waspstar wanted to begin; he wanted to know exactly what happened when the wolves attacked MushroomClan. Suddenly, all eyes focused on Bluffstar and Frondswipe, ears perked forward eagerly. Frondswipe heard Bluffstar’s voice shake as she began to retell the events of earlier that moon. She and Icestar were made aware of Thymestar’s plan to drive out the wolves at the last gathering. They approved of her method and supported the cause, it wasn’t uncommon for the wolves to occasionally cross the border from time to time. However, they didn’t know when Thymestar’s plan was going to come into action, nor that it had partially failed. By the time a cat spotted the wolves heading in the direction of camp it was already too late. They were advancing quickly, spurred on by anger, and there was no time to evacuate.

Frondswipe could hear Bluffstar’s trembling voice trail off as she took a deep breath. Slumberstar urged her to take as long as she needed, though Bluffstar seemed determined to continue. She avoided going into the gory details of the massacre but confirmed the deaths of Icestar and Eggrumble’s fellow medicine cats: Sparrowthorn and Mistsong. She also listed those who survived; nine cats in total. Wails of horror rippled through the gathering as cats realised the fates of their friends across the borders.

“No! Not Sparrowthorn…”

“So many families destroyed… Poor Antlerpaw and Rootpaw.”

“Did she say Jaywhisper’s name? Has he died too?”

Frondswipe could see the other deputies looking at her from the corner of her eye. Kitewhistle, for once, seemed lost for words, while Rimetail seemed to mumbling a cat’s name under her breath, her eyes were as wide as the moon above them. Junipercloud sighed, at least the others didn’t get to see the aftermath; Frondswipe thanked them again for their selfless efforts.

Bluffstar allowed the gathering to mourn for a moment before meowing loudly to get everyone’s attention again. MushroomClan will rebuild. Their territory is still safe and habitable and Bluffstar announces that she will be opening her borders to any eager outsiders who wish to become a Clan cat. A murmur is heard amongst the crowd of cats. Waspstar growls, reminding Bluffstar what Icestar thought of outsiders, though Slumberstar is quick to remind Waspstar that Bluffstar can make her own rules now, and if she is to achieve her goal of rebuilding MushroomClan it would be impossible without the assistance of loners and kittypets. Frondswipe, personally, was excited to see who would join the Clan. She never understood why some leaders were so against it.

Thymestar, quiet for most of Bluffstar’s turn, finally spoke up. She apologised deeply for letting the wolves run into MushroomClan territory. They deviated from the path her warriors had set up, she knew that she should have sent some warriors down to the border in case anything went wrong but she couldn’t risk the lives of her Clanmates. She had already lost two, an apprentice and a senior warrior, in the days leading up to the attack. Bluffstar, always so easy to forgive others, was sorry to hear that Thymestar also lost cats to the wolves, and assured her that there was nothing else that could have been done. Wolves are smarter than prey, after all. It doesn’t seem to stop Thymestar from feeling any less guilty.

Bluffstar doesn’t have much else to say about the matter, and looks to the other leaders to continue the gathering.

Waspstar steps forward, announcing recent news for NewtClan:

Now that the frost is gone, the rivers are flowing freely again, bringing the fish back to NewtClan’s waters

Dovepelt has given birth to two healthy kits: Lilykit and Snowkit. Their father, Snailstripe, is present at the gathering and brims with pride as cats congratulate him

Frecklepaw, the medicine cat’s apprentice, has finished his training and was taken to the Star Cavern by Maplerapid the other night to receive his full name. He is now named Freckleback

Waspstar has nothing else to say, so passes on to Thymestar. Thymestar begins on a sorrowful note:

As the Clan worked to remove the wolves from JaggedClan territory, Sprucepaw and Batstrike were unfortunately killed. Their selfless efforts to protect their Clan will never be forgotten.

There is still a strong chill in the air up in the mountains but prey is running reasonably well again. She praised her warriors for their efforts these past few moons

Slumberstar is the one to finish the gathering:

Prey is running well; rabbits are starting to emerge from their burrows and WarmClan has been taking advantage of their sleepiness.

Slumberstar is proud to announce that his grandson, Rookpaw, has completed his warrior assessments and was given his full name earlier on in the moon. Rookswipe has already proven himself to be a valuable warrior and Slumberstar couldn’t be happier

Slumberstar then turns to Bluffstar. He tells her that Junipercloud has been undertaking the task of shadowing the wolves, making sure they leave the Clan’s territories for good. Junipercloud stands up, surprising Frondswipe. They ask Slumberstar if they can speak in his stead; Slumberstar grants them permission. Junipercloud is confident that the wolves have long since left WarmClan territory and should not pose a threat anymore, Frondswipe was aware of that from when WarmClan visited to lend a paw. However, the other day Junipercloud and their patrol scented something rotten seeping over the border. They decided to follow the trail and found the body of a wolf, covered in claw wounds…

That was the wolf that tried to enter the nursery, Hollowbriar shouted across the clearing. She and a few other warriors tore the beast to shreds when they found out that it had murdered the kits! Bluffstar flinched at Hollowbriar’s abrasiveness and urged her to calm down, especially since some cats seemed rather uncomfortable to hear about kits being killed in such a brutal manner. Junipercloud assumed that the wolf made it out of the territories before succumbing to blood loss. So far, the rest of its pack hasn’t returned for it, and they doubt that they will. Bluffstar thanks Junipercloud for the update.

With all news discussed, Slumberstar decided to dismiss the meeting. Cats slowly began to filter out of the clearing, meowing their goodbyes and any final wishes of good luck towards MushroomClan. Bluffstar jumped down from her branch and landed beside Frondswipe. Frondswipe rubbed her cheek against hers with a purr, praising her for doing so well. She couldn’t believe how far Bluffstar had come in life. She could still remember being there to see Bluffstar’s eyes open for the very first time, now she was at her side as her deputy. She couldn’t be more proud of her, of them.

Gradually the rest of MushroomClan gathered around the two of them. Rootpaw was still sticking close to Flintfoot, almost hiding under her mentors legs. Eggrumble sauntered over, yelling for Hollowbriar to stop chasing after a WarmClan warrior. Bluffstar didn’t waste too much time lingering around and began to lead her Clan away from the Truce Trees.

Frondswipe padded alongside Bluffstar, eager to discuss some of the things brought up by the other Clans. It was amazing that they actually managed to kill one of the wolves, albeit only after the blood loss kicked in! In her eyes, it should be seen as a tiny victory for them. Bluffstar nodded with a laugh, joking that Hollowbriar probably wouldn’t stop bragging about it for the next moon. Frondswipe giggled but stopped when Bluffstar’s face darkened. She asked her what was wrong. Bluffstar admitted that she has been feeling a bit sick recently. Eggrumble assured her that it was just nerves, though Bluffstar wasn’t too sure. Frondswipe frowned, making sure to assure Bluffstar that if she needed to take a break she was happy to cover for her. Bluffstar opened her mouth to thank her but was interrupted by a sudden and loud retch, her legs swaying as she grimaced with pain.

Eggrumble was by her side immediately, taking Bluffstar towards a nearby bush in case she needed to vomit. Frondswipe watched with concern, unable to answer Flintfoot’s own questions as she came to stand beside her. All she could hear was Eggrumble telling Bluffstar to take it easy and promising to give her a proper check up in the morning. Frondswipe hoped it wasn’t anything too serious. Sure, she could handle herself taking care of the Clan, but it certainly wasn’t ideal when there was so few cats to keep things running…