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Im going to explain my au starclan now.
There is no Dark Forest in this version of Starclan, only the Seasonal Borders. For instance both Tigerstar and Bluestar are Starclan cats, but they would be different kinds of Starclan cats.
Starclan is divided by the four seasons, and how you performed in life determines which season you are assigned too. The season is determined both your own opinions of yourself and personal reasonings for why you did things, along with the actual actions.
Each area is a perfect encapsulation of the season, Newleaf is BEAUTIFUL with flowers, Leaf-Fall has so many colorful leaves, and Leafbare is picturesque with frozen lakes and glistening snowbanks.
Greenleaf is the closest to Starclan as we know it. All year long it is warm and the prey runs very well. It's also very much the default tier, you were a background cat your whole life and did nothing but be a background cat? Congrats you're getting into Greenleaf. Kits are also automatically placed into Greenleaf.
Newleaf is a lot like Greenleaf but not as perfect, you're more likely to get rain and colder days. These are the cats that tried to do what's right, but fell short in very reasonable ways. This is for cat's like Blackstar or Mudclaw who really did good things and did try very hard and genuinely believed they were doing the right thing, but still had some black stains on them they couldn't wash away. Comfortable, but not perfect.
Leaf-fall is more on the brisk side. Lots of rain, and while prey isn't the easiest to find, there is prey, a cat can be mostly comfortable here, even if it's not the nicest life. This is for the cats that had negative intentions, but didn't do enough harm to be considered irredeemable or had reasonings that are sympathetic enough. Cat's like Ashfur or Mapleshade who did a lot bad, and maybe can't be forgiven, but weren't the worst ever and honestly didn't even do more damage then an intense battle between clans could possibly have done.
Leafbare is covered in snow, it's actually quite beautiful. Prey is very scarce but not completely missing, it's hard to keep warm but cats wont suffer from things like frostbite or anything, so they're just cold. It snows often, and many Leafbare cats will stick together if they're compatible enough to keep warm. Rarely there will be a more warm day as well, it's livable. A cat won't be the most happy here, but they have enough to be content, especially once they get more used to the cold. This is cat's like Brokenstar and Tigerstar who knew full well they were doing immense amounts of war crimes and didn't even have a good reason for them.
Depending on your season will also show how easy it is to dream walk, a Greenleaf cat can do so with ease, but a Leafbare cat will have to work hard for a long time to slip into a dream even once.
Cats can cross the borders, but only going down and up to the original season. A Newleaf cat can never enter Greenleaf but both a Newleaf and Greenleaf cat can visit Leaf-fall. To prevent trouble though, kits can only cross borders going down further then Newleaf if accompanied by a Greenleaf cat. So cat's are constantly crossing the borders, perhaps a Newleaf cat misses snow and so they spend a few hours frolicking in Leafbare. Or maybe some kits want to see their morally questionable Leaf-fall parent so a Greenleaf cat supervises the meeting. This keeps cats from being permanently separated from each other, but also keeps it so cats who may be more fond of other seasons can actually still experience those seasons.
This establishes Starclan as less like heaven and more like a genuine place where dead cats can rest and explore. Sure it's not ideal to be in Leafbare, but there's still things to do and prey to hunt. Even cats in Leafbare have a say in things if all of Starclan is pulled into a meeting, after all sometimes to best understand how to tackle a threat is the observations from a previous threat.
Along with that cats will often bring gifts as they cross borders, like yeah if you're in Leafbare most cats might not like you but sometimes someone from another season will come with a huge mouse and give it to you so you make sure no one bothers them while they roll in snow. Or your mom brings you a thrush because even though you did bad things she's still your mom and she loves you. If anything, it encourages Leafbare cats to make connections and friends after death, helping them become more well rounded and less aggressive.
#warrior cats#warriors#warrior cat#warrior#starclan#dark forest#newleaf#greenleaf#leafbare#leaf-fall#tigerstar#brokenstar#ashfur#mapleshade#mudclaw#blackstar#seasons starclan
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messy concept feeding off of my last post of a horror + mystery spinoff warriors series
#this is just a fun little doodle#im really bad at making landscapes#hahaha so this was sort of fun practice#warriors#warrior cats au#warrior cats#wc au#wc ocs#wc oc#it would be 6 books about ghost hunting!!!#and each book would focus on one clan (book 6 would be like a gran finale)#i was thinking about it#it would be seasons after the clans left the old territories#two kittypets against spirits!#maybe even like a starclan cat joins them for each book#like a specific starclan cat for their specific clan#the two kitty pets would be apprentice age#one is named cupcake and the other tuna teehee#ok im rambling a lot runs around
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Could Firestar break out of Starclan like One-Eye did, and become a god of fire?
Yes! Hypothetically, any spirit could!
For that to happen, he would need to be continually worshiped for hundreds of generations. Midnight, Rock, Sol, and One Eye were not the only gods in their own pantheon, so long ago; they're just the only ones that survived the destruction of the Lake Kinships.
On Breaking Orbit;
To "break orbit" is like becoming an adult bird. You're able to leave the nest, take flight, and survive on your own. It's EXTREMELY rare that this happens, and defines the ceiling of a God's abilities. You don't get stronger than this.
Once you hit this level though, a few things happen;
You can't die in a way that matters. There is only the "becoming" of something else. Sol and Fallenleaf might fuse one day, but Sol will never be destroyed. Sharptooth will also come back in-full one day. You can't kill a god; you can only trap them. (Was Ashfur strong enough...? We'll just have to see...)
You become strong enough to "walk where you please." There's no way to keep a god out of an afterlife without fighting it back. The Meadow of Young Stars was an effective way to gently keep Dark Forest demons out of StarClan (before Ashfur's big spooky ass broke it), but if One Eye WANTED to, he could force his way in.
You have immediate, tangible effects on the world around you. So you better learn how to control yourself, if you didn't learn already from your centuries of incubation. This is how you get Fallenleaf accidentally sneezing her wife pregnant. StarClan spirits can influence the natural world, but not nearly as powerfully as a fully-fledged God.
Somehow, you can bring form to Demigods and impact souls themselves. I still need a name for this type of "entity." It's what Star Flower, Brokenstar, and Hollylark are, and to an extent, Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Dovewing as well. There's probably two 'categories,' souls made from something inanimate, and preexisting souls that become god-touched.
Every soul ends one of two ways; either they break orbit and become a god, or, they fade and re-enter the reincarnation cycle*.
*= (OR they do whatever canon plans to do; I will abide by it and fix it as always.)
On the Reincarnation Cycle; (until canon contradicts me and I change this to match)
Most ghosts don't have an Afterlife System. They simply fade away once there's nothing interesting to observe as a ghost, and are re-born fully into a new body.
(In Tallstar's Collapse, the group Talltail travels with is going to be objectively correct about this. They basically have default-worship.)
Ghosts that DO have an afterlife system fade into it, like a bullion cube into soup. They end up fueling the Heaven system and adding to the collective power of the unfaded cats within it. This is why older, larger Heavens are more powerful. StarClan "crafts new souls" by shaping sparkling mud from a large river that goes through their territory.
Heavens are naturally occurring in BB; but Hells are not. Every Hell that we will see, such as the Place of No Stars or the SkyClan Rat Storm, was created by another supernatural entity.
Intentionally, or unintentionally.
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house and wilson. but they are cats. warrior cats, if you will,
(bases by googaoo!)
#warriors#house md#james wilson#gregory house#hilson#(because it goes without saying i think)#sometimes house uses a stick to get around but as cats sometimes it's more trouble than it's worth#and on bad days his leg tends to drag hence the scarring on his foot#house's little forehead mark is kind of a joke on how people put stars on leaders#which i love but thought it would be funny for house to have a mockery of that#'starclan gave me the power to see through your bullshit' (he would use human curses obviously)#and wilson gets markings like labcoat and tie :) and gloves!#i love wilson but he's like some guy. a pretty guy of course but i couldn't think of him being otherwise terribly#interesting as a cat. just brown. brown cow#i'm just getting to season 3 so i feel like i don't have Enough to give them good names Yet#in the meantime i guess i could go with goldentouch for wilson and icewhisper for house
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I finished Hazbin a bit ago and call me crazy but I honestly hope Sir Pentious' ascension had nothing to do with redemption as a concept.
I hope it was just a glitch in the matrix from like, the raw, holy power of Adam's laser blast + whatever magical artillery Pentious had revved up at the helm of his ship. I just think it would be VERY funny if Adam accidentally baptized some guy so hard he rebooted him to Heaven.
#hazbin hotel#I know they won't go this direction because they've got like four seasons planned and this would eliminate the show's ability to like#cycle through sinners as they're redeemed#which would kill the show's formula/momentum#but yeah Hazbin brought back memories of my Warriors AU about a cat trying to blunt force redeem her way into StarClan#and since hell and heaven became like...a metaphor for class stratification...cough#the main character ultimately realized she could never play the game well enough to get into StarClan#because the POINT of the game was to keep cats like her out of StarClan#when 'redemption' and 'sin' are defined by the privileged class...what does success within that system look like#so in the end the main character and a coalition of cats shift their focus away from 'redemption'#and towards community building in cat hell lol#like...providing support for their neighbors#with the goal of eventually overturning the game itself (as oppose to figuring out how to win)#That's a LONG way of saying I prefer redemption stories which interrogate the concept of redemption itself#...and come away with the conclusion that it's all bullshit lmao#totally a preference thing and I'll still enjoy Hazbin regardless
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Remake of an older artwork with Flare,
character belongs to @you-are-starclan
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trick or treat!
here's your boys!
#morningtalks#morningdraws#warrior cats#juniperclaw#antfur#juniperant#not The most halloween-y but a good ol' starclan - dark forest spooky thingy can always fit the season <3
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🐈 clan-confessions Follow
i'll never say this publicly but honestly i think tigerstar had some valid ideas about having one big clan. obviously he was super wrong with all the violence and force, but one big clan could solve a lot of issues. No more border patrol fighting, more food for everyone during leaf-bare season, no drama involving cross-clan mates, etc etc. a lot of deaths could be avoided if we all took care of one another instead of fighting all the time
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ok are we all going to ignore that anon is siding with a literal DICTATOR??? :/
🌸 sweet-tooth Follow
That's not what they meant and you KNOW it. They brought up some valid points about preserving lives, and denounced Tigerstar's actions as much too violent. Starclan above, no cat can have an opinion these days...
🌒 singlequeen7 Follow
Honestly I don't know how I feel about this... each Clan is beautifully unique and has their own traditions, which would fade away if Clans were desolved altogether. But OP makes a valid point about less violence and food scarcity. I hate the idea of sending my kits off to become Warriors, only for them to die during a stupid argument about Sunningrocks. A pile of rocks is NEVER worth a cat's life, whether they are in your Clan or not. And we have lost lives like that before.
🍄 medicinepawz Follow
I agree! Traditions are important, but every medicine cat knows that working together saves lives. Sharing herbs can stop the spread of greencough, and sharing prey stops kits from crying from hunger. We really need a better system, because I can't cry myself to sleep another night, blaming myself for not having enough cobwebs to stop a kit from bleeding out in front of me.
🐅 lonelywarrior5346-deactivated
leave it to a woman and a medicine cat to emotionally manipulate proud warriors into giving up our PURECLAN bloodlines and Clan patriotism lolol
🍄 medicinepawz Follow
HELLO?????
🐛 bug-enjoyer Follow
> complains about "emotional manipulation" (it wasn't?)
> proceeds to be misogynystic AND racist in the same sentence???
> we get it babygirl, you want to fuck Tigerstar. weird ass mf.
🐈⬛ moondrops Follow
"Lonelywarrior5346" is Flintstep from Riverclan btw
🌸 sweet-tooth Follow
LMFAOOOOWAGWHQAKDHOA
🫐 berrycloud Follow
GET HIS ASS
🌌 dorkstar Follow
nah bc which one of you killed this dude yesterday lmfao 😭💀
🌸 sweet-tooth follow
NO ARE YOU FR
🐛 bug-enjoyer Follow
@ dorkstar say sike right now 😭😭
🌌 dorkstar Follow
border patrol found him dead in a ravine 😭 yall play too much
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when i said get his ass i did not mean like this
#completely inspired by @starclanz 's post#thought it was so fucking funny i had to make one#warrior cats#warriors#wc#thunderclan#riverclan#windclan#shadowclan#a.txt
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leaders, deputies and healers (redraw)
huge, and I mean MASSIVE infodump under the cut, watch out!!
LEADERS
Palestar (she/her), Leader of Stormclan - Palestar’s backstory is one shrouded in mystery. All that is known about her ascent to leadership is that she killed the previous Stormclan leader - Creekstar - who was known as a callous tyrant. Rumours ooze around the festering wound that Creekstar left in her clan, and whilst her fellow leaders are viciously curious about the events that lead to her annointment as leader, Palestar is thoroughly tight-lipped about it all.
Ouzelstar (he/him), Leader of Snowclan - A traditionalist and a shithead. Ouzelstar was a virulent warrior, intent on keeping his clan free from anything he believed would threaten the tradition that Snowclan had supposedly stood on for so many years. As leader, his cutthroat attitude has calmed a bit, mostly due to his fears over dividing his clan any further - though he is not above putting down cats he deems ‘lesser’, such as his deputy, Kestrel, whom he named Half-face.
Dapplestar, (he/him) Leader of Gladeclan - The oldest of the leaders and a gentle soul. Dapplestar has had the fortune of leading Gladeclan through many of its most comfortable seasons, and as such has adopted a very mellow outlook on life. His indecisive attitude has troubled them, however, when choosing deputies. After struggling for many moons with cats who wanted to abuse power and ignore duties (or those who were very obviously just waiting for him to keel over), he sought guidance from his ancestors. Lionsong was appointed deputy after Starclan named him as the future saviour of the clan. Knowing that a prophecy has named Lionsong as his successor, and confident in his abilities to lead, Dapplestar is ready to retire and live out the last of his days in the warmth of his clan.
Sandstar (they/them), Leader of Meadowclan - It is difficult to describe Sandstar without using the word ‘bitchy’. Taking their assessment at an exceptionally young age and then going on to become deputy and leader, Sandstar has earned the confidence and precedence they carry themselves with - not that it doesn’t annoy their fellow leaders somewhat. Despite all their pride and gumption, they regularly find themselves bored by the toils of leadership and often delegate their duties to their worrywart deputy, Ravenshine. They have two mates, Mothswoop and Appledawn.
DEPUTIES
Bluehaven (he/him), Stormclan’s Deputy - In the aftermath of Creekstar’s rule and Palestar’s rise to power, Stormclan was weakened and divided. In-fighting began to stir between those who supported and those who opposed Palestar’s leadership, and to quell this discord Palestar appointed Bluehaven, one of her most outspoken opposers, as deputy. Despite his objections to her leadership, Bluehaven was shaken by Palestar’s decision, initially believing it to be a trick, and later, a test of his loyalty. He warmed up to his new role after Palestar made further efforts to rebuild her clan, including pardoning exiled cats and banning the murder of rogues (an action that Creekstar had permitted). Nowadays his relationship with Palestar is tense but professional - though there are rumours she only made him deputy because she knows he won’t usurp her like she had to Creekstar.
Kestrel (he/him), Snowclan’s Deputy - Kestrel was born in Stormclan to Pineshadow and an unknown father. Not long before his apprentice ceremony, his mother fled their home, taking him to Snowclan. There, Ouzelstar took him in, whilst his mother was turned away into the frozen wilds. From a young age Kestrel demonstrated an intuition and selflessness beyond his age - he was left significantly scarred after defending his clanmate from a badger. Though most of his clanmates afforded him sympathy and admiration for this action, there were others who were angered by it - namely Ouzelstar, who would give Kestrel the warrior name ‘Half-face’. Kestrel went on to become deputy after Thawflank stepped down to care for his son and grieve his mate, and remained in the role long after this once Ouzelstar realised his competency far exceeded Thawflank’s (and he didn’t argue with him like Thawflank did). As deputy, he puts his duties above all else, especially any personal grudges he might harbour.
Lionsong (he/him), Gladeclan’s Deputy - Lionsong suffered a rough childhood, one that he still occasionally blames himself for. Having lost both his parents at a young age, in different ways, Lionsong grew up under the guidance of his mentor, Brightnettle. As an adult, Lionsong has committed himself to serving his clan to the best of his ability, and is known by his clanmates to be resolute but compassionate - making him a perfect candidate for deputy. Having been named by Starclan as the ‘saviour of his clan’, Lionsong wonders what lies in his future, and whether his future role as leader could clash with the actions required of a hero. He has a mate named Ashfall.
Ravenshine (she/her), Meadowclan’s Deputy - Born a kittypet and abandoned by her owners, Ravenshine struggled to adapt to a life of scavenging on the streets of her twoleg-place. She found Meadowclan after trying her luck hunting in the fringes of the town and stumbling across a border patrol. Desperate and hungry, she was prepared to fight these new, strange cats for her dinner, but was surprised when they invited her to their clan. She found the warrior life suited her well (though she is prone to sunburn more than the average Meadowclan cat, due to her lack of fur) and quickly earned the trust of Sandstar. She enjoys organisation and strategising, both of which make her suited to her role as deputy - though she does have a bad habit of over-worrying, something that isn’t helped by her leader’s lackadaisical antics. She has a crush on her clanmate, Flaxeneye.
HEALERS
Lichenfrost (she/her), Stormclan’s Healer - Lichenfrost is unusually friendly for a Stormclan cat. She was apprenticed to Frostwhisker, a key figure in the turmoil Stormclan experienced under Creekstar’s leadership, until his brutal death at the claws of a clanmate. Lichenfrost was understandably devastated, having witnessed it with her own eyes, and struggled for many moons as her clan’s sole healer. Whilst the bright sting of shock has long since left, she still finds herself struggling under the weight of her grief from time to time, a feeling she mostly tries to battle with a warm smile and a good talk, and maybe only occasionally some poppyseed.
Berrystem (she/her), Snowclan’s Healer - Berrystem apprenticed under Cedarsmoke, a quiet and often unsettling cat. Almost as soon as she had earned her name, he left the clan, saying goodbye only to her. As an apprentice, Berrystem was fiercely passionate about her duties, finding solace in healing clanmates and peace in having time to herself - not to mention, a small part of her was both humbled and thrilled by the importance of her role. As she got older, however, her devotion began to waver - and almost faltered completely when the Blight hit her clan. After the death of both her apprentice, Mumblepaw, and her brother’s mate, Tumblestone, Berrystem travelled to the Peak and begged her ancestors for something, anything she could do to save her clanmates. She was met with silence. Distraught and hopeless, Berrystem started avoiding her clanmates out of guilt, spending all her time in her den tending to the dying. When the Blight finally began to clear in the warmer months, the damage was done; their small clan was smaller and Berrystem believed it was all due to her. Losing her brother to his grief and her friends to their duties, Berrystem found an unlikely bond with the only other cat who felt ostracised from the clan; Martenfur. The two would soon form a warm friendship, with Martenfur often helping Berrystem fetch those herbs that were just a little too tall for her to reach.
Littleshadow (she/her), Gladeclan’s Healer - Littleshadow became a healer far later in her life than most cats. She was 40 moons when the clan’s current healer, Duskfoot, died suddenly in a dog attack. Having been the only cat with a higher-than-average knowledge of herbs and remedies, Littleshadow stepped in to help her clan. Trained mostly by Beechbark, Littleshadow quickly learnt the ways of a healer and took up the role full-time - leaving her mate, Cindertail, behind.
Beechbark (he/him), Meadowclan’s Healer - Beechbark is the oldest of the current healers, having outlived not only his mentor but the clan’s previous leader. Despite this, he refuses to pick an apprentice on the principle that none of his clan’s current young ‘uns show enough respect and diligence for his liking. His clanmates fear that he’ll die before taking an apprentice, and his clan will be left healer-less like Gladeclan had been. Little do they know, Beechbark fears that if his clan has a newer, younger healer then they’ll see no use for him, and usher him off to the elder’s den. He’s not ready to give up his role just yet.
#moonboy#moonhearts faith#my art#oc art#wc art#warrior cats#Ask to tag#palestar#Kestrel#lionsong#ravenshine#ouzelstar#dapplestar#Sandstar#Bluehaven#Lichenfrost#Berrystem#Littleshadow#beechbark#oc stuff
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Hi there! I'm also into Warrior Cats, and I have just stumbled my way to your blog, by chance. It's really great, and I love the stories, art, and character design, especially Honeyspring.
So, I actually have a bunch of small questions:
1. Since Honeyspring died of illness (and blood loss), where are her kits now? Did they also pass away with her? And if they did, shouldn't they be with her in Starclan?
2. If she would have to pick, which currently alive cat in the clan would be Honeyspring's favourite? (I'm guessing one of the kits)
3. Does Honeyspring remember her mate, or will that make sad or angry just thinking about him?
4. What are Honeyspring's favourite prey-kills?
5. What is Honeyspring's favourite season?
6. What are her opinions on twolegs? Did she ever encounter them when she was alive?
And, that's it. Sorry if they're long, but I'm really curious about Honeyspring and her backstory. She's so interesting. Also, I offer her this feather that I've just found:
It's a blue Jay feather, and it's really beautiful. It will totally suit Honeyspring. I'm sure she'll like it. 😊
Honeyspring accepts your gift, and with it, grows vestigial tethers. Soon, but for now, your questions shall be answered.
1.) Honeyspring's kits are...around. Pray you never see them, those nightmare unborns. They both do and do not exist and so they flicker in juxtaposition.
2.) Honeyspring's favorite cat in LutumClan is Sweetkit. They talk often, as well as Honeyspring physically can. Sweetkit reminds Honeyspring of a gentler time and brings a specific memory to mind.
3.) Honeyspring remembers and loves Flaildrizzle. They were going to raise Honeyspring's kits together. Honeyspring can hardly wait to see her again.
4.) Honeyspring's favorite prey kills are mice! She specifically likes them when they are small and bite-sized. Something about being able to swallow them whole is appealing to her!
5.) Unlike most cats in LutumClan, Honeyspring's favorite season is winter! She does not appreciate the scarcity of prey, but the coziness of cuddling up with clan mates endears it to her. She has always enjoyed the community.
6.) LutumClan does not encounter twolegs often due to being so rural. They encounter the occasional hunter and dogs looking for a few rabbits or pheasants and greatly fear their arrival. Honeyspring had never encountered a twolegs in her lifetime but had heard the distant booms of their sticks of thunder.
You don't have to worry about asking long questions! I do not mind answering them, and it gives me a reason to think about things that I had not necessarily considered until now! :D
#thank you for the ask!#clan generator#clangen#wc#wc oc#wc art#warrior cats#wc clangen#clangen challenge#clangen oc#clangen art#warrior cats clangen#warrior cats art#warriorcats#wc artist#art#lutumclan#ask#clangen comic#Honeyspring#flaildrizzle#sweetkit#LutumLore#tw blood#cw blood
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I see Blackstar a guy who was born to be a yes-man and forced to be a leader. He thought he would live and die as deputy to Brokenstar, and then to Tigerstar. He saw them as great and powerful leaders who he could serve with his strength his whole life and then retire to StarClan when he inevitably fell in battle gloriously fighting for ShadowClan. He didn't mind fighting and even killing at his leaders' orders: he did what he was told, and he did it well. His life would be simple and straightforward as his leader's most-trusted enforcer. And then, whoops, that all fell apart, now he has to lead.
Leading in the Old Forest is okay: he knows how things work there, same as they always had, for the most part. But then they have to move to somewhere different, and he really, actually has to start making decisions. Real decisions with immediate consequences and implications for how his clan might live for seasons upon seasons to come, even past his own lives. So of course it eventually becomes too much, and as he grows old and loses more of his lives, he has his Power of Three era breakdown. Sol finds him in this state and is able to give him exactly what he needs: a cat that speaks confidently and tells him what to do.
Near the end of his last life, he feels regret for, in his opinion, failing to provide ShadowClan with strong leadership. He talks little of his successes and much of his mistakes to Rowanclaw in his last moons (precipitating an unfortunately ill-fated overcorrection from Rowanstar). He doesn't think much about the things he did in service to Brokenstar and Tigerstar. He had never been meant to think about them, just to follow his leader's orders and do them. He dies firmly believing that he lived his life according to the Warrior Code. If amends are to be made with any cat he met in life, he will make them in StarClan.
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Im thinking about my own starclan rework again, specifically the replacement dark forest, the Glittering Frost (Names for all the areas are a wip)
In my starclan rework starclan is split into a zone for each season, the worse you are in life, the further down the chain you go with most cats ending up in green leaf unless they broke the code, which case they may get moved back depending on the extent of the crime
The Sunlit Meadow, The Blooming Dew, The Dappled Tree, and The Glittering Frost
What my brains twisting about is like I said, the Glittering Frost, aka leafbare.
It's an endless snowy landscape, the sounds are muted and it's always quiet as snow gently falls. Its cold, always cold, but starclan cats never freeze, they never get frostbite, they are simply cold.
A visitor though, a visitor is not so lucky. Rare is it for cats to dream or enter into The Glittering Frost, but they will feel the cold, it chills them to the bone in a way a starclan cat cannot feel (likely due to a lack of bones) for a short while this is fine, if they stay close to the border of The Dappled Tree and only stay for a short while. Then while frostbite may nip their noses a bit, it should clear up when you return to The Sunlit Meadow.
However, what if a visitor did not stay? Instead tempted deeper in by something in the distant, lost in the constantly falling snow and turned around to go further in instead of out. It is beautiful after all, the perfect look of leafbare, shiny and beautiful with snow so soft and a seeming endless expanse to explore of rocks and a few spruce trees. Perhaps even a tunnel or two carved out by long forgotten cats to better take shelter from the endless snow. It's tempting, whether those lost or just those curious, to keep going, to push through the way your paws freeze, and your whiskers crystallize, to explore. Even as their vision darkens, as it gets harder to move, they keep going forward.
If they're lucky, a calmer cat bound to the snow will lead them out, hoping for some favor for return, if they're not....their bodies will be found cold as ice in their nests, yet not dead, breathing weakly with puffs from their mouth as if it was the middle of leafbare's cold, their self left frozen solid in that pretty glittering snow, not dead, but not alive either. Stuck in between until they are either rescued, or their bodies fully give out in their absence.
Some of the biggest fools whisper amongst themselves, and ask if perhaps...this freezing could be the key to something bigger, if a creature not dead yet not alive, is something that can be...eternal.
The cats of the glittering frost tend to not like when cats get stuck though, because that leads in rescue patrols and its REALLY annoying to deal with and get bothered by them, so most will either lead a cat out or drag their frozen selves back to the border so they can be more easily found. Though some cats, some cats may perhaps be bitter enough to try.
Each land is beautiful, the perfect encapsulation of every season's beauty and its flaws, and while a starclan cat as a spirit tend to only lightly brushed by the flaws, simply annoyed by the inconvenience, death and injury can only do so much to the already dead, but visiting dreamers or prophecy seekers are not so lucky and must take careful steps to avoid the worst of it.
Starclan is not inherently safe, nor is it inherently cruel, it simply just reflects what is true.
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What all gives Spotted her lives?
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Spottedstar's 9 Lives Ceremony
The darkness of the cave only highlighted the drops of rain down into the crystals.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Runningnose was ahead of her, lean and slightly sickly body, the one outline she could still perceive in the darkness that engulfed them both.
‘This is it’ She thought, a proud purr escaping her throat, her whiskers twitched with anticipation and she raised her head proudly while her paws bled from the hard rock ‘I will face them and claim what I earned’.
She’s taken back to her first time as an apprentice, seeing the giant crystal, even more recently when Bluestar had asked for company while communicating with Starclan, when Fireheart was just an apprentice, the night Lionheart died.
The crystal was glowing under the moonlight, she felt her pelt rise when what received her was not the cool welcome she had felt the first time, etched into her memory, rather an oppressive frost that was hostile to whatever cat dared to enter. A final test, the question she needed to ask herself and the one the stars needed an answer for.
“...Are you ready Spottedstem?” The medicine cat asked.
“Of course I am” it’s spoken as softly as she can muster, with the underlying hiss of an impatient kit, and her walk towards the crystal makes her paws freeze, frost building underneath them, her body colder despite Leaf Bare being moons ahead.
The touch of her nose however, basks her in a soft comforting warmth, she’s back in the nursery being tended to by her mother Swiftbreeze, the queen shielding her and her siblings from the elements, it’s easy to fall asleep like that.
When her eyes open, she is not greeted by the clearings and fields that had first greeted her, rather the oppressive forest which resembled Shadowclan, scarcely sparse, gray in color, faintly ahead she could see the fields of Starclan hidden between the trees, and behind her, the forest becoming denser and denser.
“Was it worth it?” Her head snapped up, the glowing body of stars tilting their head to the side, like a curious owl playing with a mouse. She squinted her eyes, and the body became clearer, the familiar pelt and face, red tail curling over their paws, and a mournful expression “Everything?”
She felt words fail her for a moment, a regret she could taste all those moons back when his blood was running down her jaws and his body lay heavy on her back.
“Everything”
His face turned away from her, for a moment his eyes could only tell her a disturbance, a regret, a yearning to return to their apprentice days and hunt together in the first all those seasons ago.
When he looked back, they were hazy and cloudy with the wisdom of seasons beyond what any of them had seen, and probably would see.
“Very well, Starclan will grant you your nine lives”
In a moment, the branches of the trees that hid the clearings opened and parted, a quiet permission shared between her and the Clan, she began walking forward but spotted once the rustle of the leaves were not accompanying, and she turned back to her brother who just remained seated.
“I will not give you a life, sister” His words stung, worse than what Spottedstem could imagine they would, his eyes sad “...But what you want to carry forward, what your plan is, please, think it through again, and if you do, you’ll come back to me safe and we will hunt together in the fields when you pass”
Before she could answer, he disappeared between the starry foliage.
Ahead, the ten cats that greeted her were familiar and unfamiliar, faces from her past woven between those of ancient history. The first cat that stepped forward, thankfully, was a familiar one.
“Oh my kit” her brown tabby pelt had the scent from new leaf and the hug she gave her returned her to just apprentice days, when she was scared to hunt, Swiftbreeze’s eyes however, were soured in disappointment “...The seasons have not been kind Spottedstem, my sweet, sweet kit”
“I stand before you as a new leader” She grits, and her mother’s whiskers twitch before taking a step back.
“Yes… And with this life, I give you strength. Strength of character, in battle, may all your foes remember who you are, who you’ll become, the strength to carry forward and know when to change, it takes more strength than one might know”
Swiftbreeze’s life made her legs almost give out on her, all the air escaping from her lungs, a final breath in one's sleep, peaceful and heavy, but she remained up.
When her mother stepped away, the next cat was a ginger and white she-cat, with a flower-like patch of orange on her shoulder, long flowing fur and a kind smile.
“I am Flowerstar, I was leader of Shadowclan many, many moons ago” she was tall, taller than Spottedstem, so her eyes looked down not in arrogance but rather understanding “I was not my leader’s deputy, like you, I was chosen by Starclan to succeed our would be leader as she died the night before. I admire your desire to make Shadowclan safe and great, after all the sickness we have endured for moons” She touched her nose on her head “With this life, I give you Faith, in Starclan, in your Clan, in all the warriors around you so you might know that if you put your faith in others they will follow as well”
A sudden, quick and precise strike to her throat had Spottedstem gasp, her claws digging on the soft grass, and when she looked up, Flowerstar could only smile.
The small pawsteps of a cat no older than 6 moons turned her attention away from the leader, with a badger pelt and a head held as high as he could.
“Hi! I’m Badgerfang”
“A warrior huh?” She whispered, her mind coming to the understanding of what had happened.
The little warrior walked up to her, and she lowered her head so he could touch it better “With this life, I give you compassion! To those around you, to the ones who you don’t know, may you always use it to the smallest of mouse and the biggest of deers”
She was not ready for the strikes that fell upon her pelt, like a thousand claws that tore her body like a scrap of prey, her eyes widened and stared at the little cat, who just smiled sadly before following Flowerstar away.
The next cat, boney and with a light gray fur, almost white, stepped forward, she passed Badgerfang with a soft touch to his nose with her tail and approached Spottedstem with the gracefulness a father would do through a gentle breeze. Her eyes sized her over, just a bit taller than the stranger, and the grumble in her throat was given to a satisfactory nod.
“We would have been strangers across battlefields, and barely a passing prayer lumped with others” she stretched her neck and touched her forehead “But tonight, we are clanmates in the afterlife, I am Whitetail, and I give you the life of Skill, admire what you have done to get here, stand proud for you have achieve what all kits dream”
It was the first praise she has gotten since reaching here, and it came with a piercing strength that almost tumbled her over from her side, powerful force, and yet the pain persisted for a moment, before her lungs heaved out her final breath.
Whitetail’s whiskers twitched, and her eyes unclouded from wisdom for a moment “Beware the frost Spottedstem” she whispered, almost secretively before retreating back into the starry fields.
The next cat was one she could not picture in her ceremony, the feathery long fur of Featherwhisker, the old medicine cat that could one day had been her mentor stood in front of her with a regret deeper than even Swiftbreeze’s, as soon as she saw them, they clouded in wisdom.
“I didn’t need herbs to guide me here” she spat, and he took a step backwards before sighing and looking away.
“No, no you didn’t Spottedstem” He places his nose on her forehead, a soft whisper in her ears “I give you a life for Spirit, in youth and in death, know that we have not abandoned you”
She never really thought how he must’ve died, cold and shivering, her cough was unstopping and hurt with each one.
The next cat, a long running scar that opened the side of his muzzle and showed his teeth, stepped forward, redish pelt and mangled unkept fur, he glanced back to Featherwhisker, who nodded his head in respect and moved away, the strangers eyes seemed to be searching for someone among the crowd, and his lack of findings finally made him step onwards to Spottedstem.
“You are one smart kit I give you that” he grumbled “and I can just wonder if it’ll continue to be like that”
“You sound like an old bird I used to know” her remark made him wheeze out a lough, loudly and booming.
“Oh I know your old bird, I’m nothing like him, when Flowerstar was just a warrior, I faked the omen to make her leader, much like your medicine cat faked your predecessors ceremony to the whole clan” Her eyes glanced behind her, to the oppressive forest, to her body sleeping beside the moonstone guarded by Runningnose “Don’t worry, you’re in good paws, he knows it’s going well”
“And you tell me this because?”
“Faith is good, I did not act alone, Starclan told me themselves to pick, but faith cannot just be your guide, so with this life, I give you Instincts, trust in them, and you will get far”
His death was much similar to Swiftbreeze, heavy and empty.
From the shadows, a black cat with specks of gray stepped forward, eyes green and sickly, yet his frame looked healthier than what it’d probably been in moons, Nightstar walked to her and gently pressed his nose to her head.
“Know I do not approve of the path you took, but I cannot deny when Shadowclanasked for a leader you were the one the stars accepted” it was a small admission, and a single nod to continue “with this life, I grant you Foresight, to be aware of what the future holds, so you might use it to be aware of what it might happen”
It wasn’t Featherwhisker’s sickness, it felt like something gnawing at her bones and through her chest, overpowering her eyes and clouding them until it stopped suddenly, when she finally regained her vision, her old mentor’s gaze was the one that first thing she saw.
“Thrushpelt” The kind tom nodded, and gave her a comforting lick between her ears.
“...I will not repeat to you what they have all said, or thought, I’m sure you’re aware of it, and you know why” she resisted the defensive growl that threatened to espace, but the flick of his tail and head turning away told her that perhaps he was expecting it “I just wish you would be standing her with bloodless claws, but I will not deny my apprentice her right, so with this life, I give you Bravery, may you never flinch to the choices you must take… but I don’t think you needed that” they both chuckled.
His death was not something that was at the back of her mind, because her mentor left no bad memories to mourn, his vigil was not one with sadness, rather laughter at the memory of the warrior, his death despite in battle, was comforting even in his life.
The second to last cat, a dark speckled she-cat walked up to her and gently touched noses, her yellow eyes like the morning clouds of Green Leaf were gazing far away from her.
“Your path, bloody and broken by bones, you have taken many cats far too soon Spottedstem, remember that, only act when necessary, never kill for security” she mumbled, shaking her head and stepping away “use this life of Mercy wisely”
The last cat was a lean and long furred molly, with a pelt as dark as the pine’s bark and eyes green like the foliage of the swamp, she stood as tall as one, and stars seemed to follow her pelt and her eyes.
“Greetings Spottedstem” her voice was barely a whisper, but she seem to be speaking with thousand of ones, booming through the fields and across the clearing, now onl holding the two she-cats “I stand before as Shadowclan’s first leader”
“You are my final life” The dark molly nodded and stepped forward.
“With this life, I give you Regret” she hissed the word, when it washed over Spottedstem she could only hold the ground with her claws and grit her teeth as 9 deaths came over her, one more painful than the rest “May you walk the path forward knowing what actions allowed you to thrive, and may you always regret the shadow that haunts you”
The leader stepped away from her, her gaze hardened and nodded, voice booming as if it commanded even the most reluctant of stars to chant with her.
“Starclan has granted you the nine lives of a leader,” they spoke, in a chorus as a single entity before her, gone were the familiar faces, now all amalgamated into a single pelt of stars “use them for Shadowclan, for you are its protector and star in the ground, and we welcome you as such as Spottedstar!”
“Spottedstar! Spottedstar! Spottedstar!”
“Spottedstem!” she opened her eyes, claws unsheathed and clawing the crystal with it, the fur on her neck stood up in attention, and her eyes quickly snapped towards Runningnose. The medicine cat shifted awkwardly under his paws, “Did it work?”
She stood up, feeling more energy than she had ever felt, the stone was alive and pulsing in front of her, she could see the eyes that curiously watched her, the smell of the marsh and pines accompanied her, keenly aware of the clan that was expecting with hold breaths the truth.
“Rest assured Runningnose, you will not need to lie again”
#warrior cats#warrior cats au#warrior cats art#warrior cats fanart#wc#swap au#medcat tigerclaw au#warriors#wc art#spottedleaf#ask#warriors fanfic#warrior cats fanfic#wc fanfic#it took me all day
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so im curious, is ashfur in the dark forest (pre-the broken code)? does he still have the weird little control-possession powers over df cats? is he still possessing bramble, doing wacky shit in thunderclan?
also mildly unrelated. but what does mapleshade think of ashfur
Ashfur is no longer in the Dark Forest! But... I had to get rid of something that I love a lot to justify it; he no longer plots with Hawkfrost to kill Firestar. As a Hawkash lover it pained me but, it was for the best.
Ashfur is still a jealous, possessive ball of spite like in canon, but significantly more honorable. Enough to legitimately trick StarClan. Gooood-BYE "He Only Loved Too Much," you are NOT missed.
Bonefall Po3 (Specifically Cruel Season)
At the end of Bonefall Po3, he attacks the Three half out of jealousy, and half out of fear. He catches wind of the two prophecies; Fire and Tiger from TNP, and Kin of your Kin revealed near the end of Po3. He attacks Squirrelflight, telling her that if they had been his, they wouldn't have to die now.
She reveals the secret to throw him off guard; That her kittens with Brambleclaw are already dead (miscarriage) and the three are not his.
Also then she kicks him into the tree and knocks it over so the Three can escape the fire because it's my rewrite and I get to decide the anime battle choreography bullshit
Hollyleaf then kills him later, having already lost her mentor Brackenfur to the Eclipse battle and abandoning peace as an option. If she had not killed him, he would have been exiled for his attempted murder. Or, he may even still end up being exiled, and Hollyleaf does not think it's punishment enough. Still undecided.
Either way, this marks the beginning of the end of Bonefall Po3, which was relaxed and slice-of-life before this point. In my head I'm calling this "Plot Thickening" period 'Cruel Season', the name for the last book of canon Po3 that was cut by the publisher.
Bonefall TBC
Yep, he is still the Impostor... and he is brutal. Worse than canon. He actually cares about both possessing Squirrelflight AND legitimately enforcing the code.
Bristlefrost dies twice in this redux. Once during a horrific public execution to kick the arc off in earnest, and again to kill him for good. I initially planned for her to drown in a similar way to canon, but then I had a really cool idea that instead of drowning, this time she body checks him out of heaven.
So she burns up with him like a shooting star. Idk wouldn't it be fucking awesome if like once a year you could see Bristlefrost's Comet, or there was actually an impact crater somewhere on the map from this point on?
But anyway. Ashfur will have some control over ghosts, but I'm hoping to make it less than canon. I don't like how he was able to conjure up nameless rogues so you don't feel bad about the Warriors murdering random people :/
He won't be able to manipulate feelings that aren't already there. Hidden resentment, anger, despair, so on. Love being the antidote in ALITM was excellent you will pry Love and Friendship from my cold dead hands
Though I am also unironically considering giving Ashfur a Boss Form. I know it is silly. But multi-eyed, winged angel Ashfur would be cool man idk i like it when i get to smash my action figures against big monster
#Ashfur#Bonefall Rewrite#Bonefall Po3#Bonefall Cruel Season#Bonefall OotS#i just think it's cool#I simply think it would be more fun if Ashfur like broke the bridge between the Dark Forest and StarClan#Like there was once a Place Where Stars Die or some sort of purgatory area but it's now a big floating shattered plain#With only Ashfur's Tunnel connecting the Dark Forest and StarClan#Like a suspension bridge of sorts. A woven bramble tunnel.#I am TORN and TORMENTED by things I think would be neat#Also instead of the rising black water in the Dark Forest it would be neat if like Ashfur was absorbing unfortunate victims#Like slurping their essence into him or something
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| WELCOME TO TROUTCLAN! (WE HAVE FISH!!!) |
"We have fish :)" — Silverstar, probably
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TroutClan Introduction below!
Silverwatcher formed many friendships throughout her youth as a wandering rogue. She kept the tradition of her Clan ancestry alive: by forming a Clan with her friends! They went on many whacky adventures, getting into trouble with Twolegs, even outsmarted a pack of wolves! But when most of them became senior warriors, with three friends called the Tricky Three joining them soon after (Violetkit, Tempestkit, and Flykit), Silverwatcher decided "all this traveling is fun, but let's find a permanent home to settle down & think about our future".
...And thus TroutClan became official! Once they settled into their camp, this was when Shiveringpaw (a RiverClan apprentice from seasons ago) met Silverwatcher in her dream, guiding her to the Moonshore, their source to StarClan, to receive her nine lives.
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Neurodivergent therian culture is not knowing if you act the way you do because of being a therian or being neurodivergent
Also, feline cladotherian here
Warriors fan cat therian culture is acting as a warrior cat, going by their code, believing in starclan, and using "newleaf", "leaf bare", "leaf fall" and "green leaf" for seasons, "monsters" for cars, "two-legs" for humans, etc.
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#therian culture is#therian culture#therianthropy#otherkin#therian#alterhuman#theriantype#theriotype#feline therian#feline theriotype#felinekin#feline kin
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