#stagheart?

[mommybard]

it makes me so happy to see that you appreciate little trans boys too, Mommy! you bring a smile to my face every time you cross my dash, making some trans boy or another into a puddle with your words :3c - 🦌💚

Y'all can't be hitting me with compliments when I look like I rolled out of bed 5 minutes ago and am just devouring this bowl of ramen. Illegal

[chysgoda]

Hold the Gate

( @driftward the magic half of your ask! With another micro story!)

One week ago they had reclaimed Ala Mhigo from the Mad King.

Six days ago he had toasted victory with his brothers and sisters in the Crimson Duelists.

Two days ago Lambert betrayed them all and he was the only one left.

Yesterday the Fourteenth Legion had begun their invasion.

Last night any fighters who had survived the revolution fought in the streets losing their city road by road.

The sun was dawning blood red and last week’s victors were now refugees.

��Get them out! I’ll hold the bastards here!” X’rhun yelled at the monk who was fighting along side him.

The woman nodded and herded their countrymen out of the gate they had pried out of Garlean hands for just this. X’rhun grit his teeth. He was exhausted and nearly run dry of aether. He could not rest yet though. Not with black helmeted troops coming around the corner. Not with the massive demon that walked behind the troops. The legatus walked tall and looked like a voidsent prince come to bleed his city dry.

X’rhun flicked blood off his blade as he threw his arms wide. Deepest black chaos on his left hand, purest white stagnation on his right. He reversed his grip on the hilt and brought his hands together forming a staff of the rapier and focus. At center where life beat red with blood, was the balance. In his mind he drew sigils and arcane geometries and held them in his thoughts as he poured every last drop of aether and to much of himself into the focus. X’rhun braced against the pressure the accelerating aether exerted on him.

He released the spell he’d been holding in. Spidery writing and geometry spread out from his feet. Distantly he felt blood trickle from his nose but ignored it. The spell collapsed around him into pulsing shafts of crimson light. A sweep of X’rhun’s rapier directed the aether towards the Garlean troops. The streaking aether left winding crimson after trails on his vision. He collapsed to his knees and in the moment before columns of blood red aether burned a crater in the street he saw the Black Wolf throw up an arm to protect his eyes.

X’rhun crumpled to the side. His focus rang with a clear mellow tone when it hit the ground. He couldn’t hear those who were escaping anymore. That was good, hopefully. He shook himself and picked up his weapon again. X’rhun looped his fingers through the filigree at the top of his focus, he didn’t have the aether to keep it floating above his hand. If he cast the Scourge once more and kept the bastards back by a few more moments, the others would have a better chance. He would need to burn his life aether to do it this time, but it would by more time. The spell was sluggish and sloppy as he began to form it in his mind. It was not the crisp elegant thing he wished to blind the Garlean’s senses. Still it was what he had to work with.

“Not today Deep Red!” The monk was back and hauled him onto her broad shoulders like a bag annoying green potatoes. The spell in his mind jangled like dropped wind chimes as he lost track of it. His hands went limp but she caught both focus and the rapier before they could hit the ground. Without looking back she turned and ran through the gates.

Injuries old and new, the aether of his life that he’d burned, grief for his fallen home, every nick cut and tear, all demanded their due. As consciousness left him he wanted to laugh out hysterical sobs.

The last two free Ala Mhigans fled the city gates.

[inkwhistle]

ohhh i have!! ok i have a million characters BUT i've been focusing on stagheart recently so i'll just show off those guys :] and by show off i mean HERES THE MAIN CHARACTER'S INTRODUCTION BABEY!!! nora is a farmhand, working for the fiel family, and she's "dusvya" which means she has a soul bond with an animal that she found or befriended in her youth :]

It is a beautiful day for a funeral, all things considered. Nora ní Buachalla adjusts her skirts, feeling a little self-conscious of how plain her black apron seems in comparison to everyone else. She’d only had the scrap bit of fabric, and she didn’t own much black to begin with—the dark browns and grays would have to do, as much as it pained her. It contrasts her hair nicely, all long and red and untied, hanging round her shoulders in a way she’s not used to. Nora feels every bit the poor farmhand as she stands off to the side while Fiel clan members converse in low tones. Much of it is surface-level grief for the dead kid, but more of it is underhanded gossiping about how it had happened in the first place. “The press called it murder,” one woman—an aunt that Nora doesn’t recognize—says in a hushed stage-whisper to the woman beside her. “Someone broke into the barn and slit the lamb’s throat.” “Carbrey was a kid,” Nora says, startling herself with the sound of it. When the woman looks at her, surprised, she doubles down. “A baby goat, not a sheep.”

then there's fia nic fiel, the youngest daughter of branwen mac fiel, nora's boss (and pseudo-father figure), who nora babysits and also whose pet/soulbonded goat got murdered :(

THEN there's conaill, previous farmhand at the fiel estate and hunter who's now searching for whoever killed fia's soulbond--this isn't the first time they've struck, and he's dusvya himself, so he's got some vested interest in finding the person who did it :]

Let’s introduce our characters! Take this chance to make up a post telling everyone about your main characters! Introduce them! Spend today reblogging posts about them or art of them! If you’ve gotten a minkie from @mothersart’s commissions, take a moment to write up a little post about them!

[snailstep-and-her-clan]

“What would Snailstep’s life have been like if she had been raised in her Fathers Clan?”

Stagheart would have been OBSESSED with his daughter and spoiled her rotten. Also he would have had no problem naming her 😂

Her name would have been Turtlekit, and her warrior name would have been Turtledove

There would also have been plenty of other kits for her to play with, and eventually plenty of young Tom’s for her to choose from whenever she feels so inclined to take a mate, unlike her life in Shadowclan which was mostly full of old fogeys.

[tavarres]

Tavarres Stagheart by @karrahe - always a delight to work with!

[hinterland-clans]

hiya! i'm working on charts of all of the clan leaders, and here's part one with glenclan! information about each leader is under the cut, it ended up longer than i expected haha

Sorrelstar (Sorrelfoot, he/him)- GlenClan's founder, he was the ThunderClan deputy in the lake territories before the second migration. He was first to establish his Clan, made up of former Thunder, Sky, and RiverClan cats. He was a total sweetheart and ended up living a SUPER long time. Leader mark is a white tail-tip.

Stagstar (Stagheart, he/they)- Sorrelstar's grand-nephew, a stern and somewhat abrasive cat who holds his Clan's needs above all else, sometimes to the detriment of others. Leader mark is a stripe below each side of their mouth.

Dewstar (Dewripple, she/her)- a kind, patient, but ultimately very naive cat. She established the agreement with PineClan over ownership of the Sunstones, and was promptly killed by her deputy Barkfang. Leader mark is the inner ring on her face stripes.

Redstar (Redgleam, he/him)- was chosen by StarClan to lead GlenClan after Barkfang was poisoned by the healers. Was a wise and determined leader. wears feathers from the cardinal that was the StarClan omen choosing him as leader, leader mark is a grey spot on his back.

Laurelstar (Laurelfrost, they/xem)- no one is quite sure how they became leader after someone as capable as Redstar tbh. xey were vain and a bit lazy, but incredibly charming in a way that made other cats like and trust them. They were eventually poisoned by Dawnshatter so that Hivesting could be leader. Leader mark is dark circles around xeir eyes.

Hivestar (Hivesting, he/him)- oh, Hivestar. For as long as he could remember, he wanted to become leader, and was disilusioned with Laurelstar's leadership. His mate Dawnshatter strategically poisoned several cats to get Hivesting into a leadership position, only discovered after he had successfully killed Laurelstar. Hivesting banished them, and became leader. He was a good leader, but was always followed by the fear that he didn't deserve his position. Leader mark is the dark part of his muzzle.

Ashenstar (Ashenpelt, he/him)- Ashenstar was a proud, powerful cat, and the instigator of the war between GlenClan and RiftClan over rights to the Great River. He became guilty over his actions later in his life, and made attempts to fix the mess he'd made before he died. Leader mark is pale grey paws.

Hickorystar (Hickoryleap, he/him)- a short-lived leader, Hickorystar was a meek, sad cat who lived most of his life with an immune disorder that often left him sick. He began the process of making amends with RiftClan, spurred on by love for his former mate and mother of his kits, the RiftClan warrior Dovesky. Leader mark is large spots down the sides of his tail.

Sandstar (Sandstripe, she/they)- Sandstar was made deputy rather young, with Hickorystar hoping that a young leader would have a different perspective on the fighting with RiftClan. She is the current leader, a proud, humorous, but stubborn cat beloved by her Clanmates. Leader mark is dark stripes along her nose bridge.

Greenstar (Greenshade, they/she)- the future leader after Sandstar, Greenstar is an observant, introverted, deeply intelligent cat. They lead their clan with wisdom and foresight almost unmatched by any cat alive. Their leader mark is a black stripe on each whisker pad.

[violetparakeetdraweroffurries]

Stagheart is Thornclaw if other cats don't tolerate his shit. Both of his sons are spoiled rotten and it shows.

If the designs didn't give it away, Sunpaw's the golden one & Moonpaw's the silver one

@quiverpaw's fanclan has some resident jerks and these 3 are some of them

[quiverpaw]

may i request some sabreclan kitties? i wanna see what your interpretations of them are

here’s stagheart and flameghoul. sorry this took a little, ive been burnt out

[snailstep-and-her-clan]

Introducing Willowkit and Almondkit!

They are both their mamas' little mini-me's. (As Sleyf put it, "They're not long thins; they're round plumps!"), though Willowkit has some Owlface in her based on her golden pelt. Almondkit has some Stagheart in him as his fur is a darker, duller shade of brown,

"Have you named them?" Ermineclaw demanded, never taking his eyes off their kits. 

"Give me a moment." She sighed in exasperation. "I've hardly just got finished popping them out!" 

"Oh- yes, I know I just... I was hoping you hadn't yet so that I might be allowed to be involved."

"Of course you can. I'm guessing that means you have suggestions?"

"Just the one..." Ermineclaw suddenly looked bashful. "I've been thinking of it for a while, actually."

"What is it?"

He averted his gaze, nose, and ears turning pinker. "W-Willowkit... after the willow tree, you and I... um... first met properly..."

Snailstep felt a warm wave of love as she gazed at her mate. The willow tree, the roots of which they had washed up against when they'd both been swept away by the river together. The branches had been what had saved them, and the trunk had kept them sheltered as they recovered.

"You soft sap," she said teasingly. "Look at you being all sentimental and romantic."

"If you don't like it, just say so!" Ermineclaw snapped, refusing to look anywhere at her. 

"I do, though... I like it very much." She touched the tiny golden-colored kit with her nose. "Let's name our she-kit that." 

Ermineclaw turned his head to look at her, offering her a long, slow blink before looking back down at his kits. "and the boy?" He purred. "He's quite the little rolly-polly, isn't he? Much bigger than his sister by half!"

"He's massive, isn't he? How about Heavykit? Or maybe Heftykit? Roundkit?"

"Absolutely not!" Ermineclaw harumphed. "He needs something more subtle and refined and not so... so blunt! This is why I'm glad I didn't let you come up with names!"

Snailstep purred. "I was only kidding, relax!" She closed her eyes a moment. When she opened them, she spoke.

"How about Almondkit? He's got brown fur, and he's round like an almond."

"That... that is suitable. I will accept that." Ermineclaw muttered.

"Willowkit and Almondkit." Snailstep leaned down and nuzzled her kits. "Welcome to Shadowclan, little ones."

[shellsweet]

Here are some of the duo commissions I did these past few weeks on my days off! ❤️

Hoping to reopen these very soon! Stay tuned!

[britebuck]

i drew my warriorsona at work bc a coworker left their warrior cat drawings behind and it inspired me

hes blushing bc his crush (a medicine cat from another clan) just said hi

[mommybard]

okay but you deserve to hear nice things at all times of day!

and i might be a lil high and kinda snuggly rn owo

(i can be whatever cute anon name you give me, hee hee, that's a fun idea actually.. but jsyk i'd be off anon if my kink blog wasn't technically a side blog 😭) -🦌💚

Oh I get that. I've wanted to reply to people or send in asks to people but this is a side blog

[puckgoodfellow]

Both magic and genetic cloning exist in this world so I made a Lex X Amp fan baby

[we-rate-warrior-names]

Sparrowstorm (f) - Specklenose (f) - Cedartail (m) - Stagheart (m)

Sparrowstorm- Despite her small size Sparrowstorm is one of the strongest warriors in the clan. Even though her attacks can be relentless, she will always recognise when she has won and not take the fight any further, 15/10

Specklenose - A curious she cat with an optimistic, carefree personality, she is always happy to lend a paw when she’s not roaming the territory, 14/10

Cedartail- A serious but kind tom who is often found helping the apprentices out with training. He prefers to outwit opponents than face them head on, 14/10

Stagheart- A proud and brave tom renowned for his heroic deeds, and strength in battle. Every gathering he is crowded by admiring apprentices and he will often offer some friendly advice to them, regardless of clan, 15/10

[snailstep-and-her-clan]

Family Tree Time

Firebright (my OC Aya) was a Windclan she-cat who fell in love with Riverclan warrior Icegaze (Sleyf’s OC Curthar) and got pregnant by him. However when Icegaze was appointed Riverclan’s deputy, he dumped Firebright rather than risk his position.

Heartbroken and bitter, Firebright abandoned her kit on Shadowclan territory where he was raised as Owlkit, later Owlface (my OC Lars) who would go on to become Shadowclan’s deputy under Cherrystar

Owlface looks the way he does because ✨GENETICS✨ he basically looks a LOT like his mother’s dad.

Firebright would find love again with Thunderclan warrior Stagheart (My OC Hemlock). However, Firebright had become deputy under Moorstar, who didn’t take kindly to his deputy having split loyalties and threatened to kill her kit if it looked anything like the warrior he suspected she was seeing.

Out of concern for her life, and for the life of her mate and Kit, Firebright ghosted and ignored Stagheart with no explanation, leaving him hurt and confused.

With the help of her apprentice Viperpaw, Firebright gave birth in secret and unfortunately the kit did look like Stagheart. Even though she wanted to leave her kit in Thunderclan with their father, she was afraid that Moorstar would expect that, so once again she left her kit on Shadowclan territory.

This kit was raised as Snailkit, later Snailstep.

[oatmiloart]

starclan doesn’t have to know 🤫