#yellowfang's horror

[for-mer-ly-clanswapper]

reiteration…..

[warrior-cats-rewritten]

Yellowfang's Secret, under the new name, Yellowfang's Horror.

Aka: Y'all accepted fascism a little too quickly

I'm not putting this one under a cut because I put a lot of thought into it and I want it to be seen.

Ginger Starclan tom - Mallowfur's mate, Baycloud. (Mallowfur is using her old info, elder of Thunderclan who befriended Featherwhisker as a kit, dying just before he was made an apprentice, along with her description: white molly with very faint pale gray stripes and blue eyes.

Black molly in Jay's group at Twolegplace - Sooty.

Small tabby and white molly with green eyes - Poppy, she is Boulder's sister.

Russetfur's mother - Nicki.

Boulder's mother - Angel. Ironic, for a cat with Bloodclan ties.

'Rangy' (mangy?) Gray tabby tom - Ash.

Two more rogues - Sooty and Angel working together.

"Several Twolegplace Rogues" - Thanks for that. They try and attack the nursery, let's go with... Hal, Tulip, Gem, and Hare. 3 of these cats die in this battle. Gem is the only survivor, talking about her sister Tulip and Tulip's mate Hare. She leaves the Rogue to join Nicki, giving Red an update on her mom before she leaves.

Rogue Cedarstar beats the crap out - Kai, missing his brother Cobra :(

Windclan tom - Gonna go with Shrewclaw being a shit.

Thunderclan apprentices - Gonna put 2 here... Sweetpaw and Thistlepaw. Rosepaw was busy making Riverclan friends.

Windclan cat backing up Shrewclaw - Redclaw, pumping up his son.

4 Twolegplace Rogues - Ash, Sooty, Angel, and another newer Rogue named Flax.

Shadowclan Medicine cat now in Starclan appearing in Yellowfang's dream - Yellowfang's ancestor, her great great uncle named Stormpelt. He appears in a cameo during Frecklewish's Choice, training Redthistle, Sagewhisker's mentor, alongside Sloefur.

Tiny tabby Starclan kit - The Dream Yellowfang is having is a memory, one of Redthistle's memories, treating her first paitent, Sagewhisker's father Berryleg, as a kitten.

Line of Starclan Medicine cats - okay... Pebble Heart, Dappled Pelt, Swiftfoot Pearnose, Ravenwing, Molepelt, Chiveclaw, Echosnout, Stormpelt.

Brown Starclan kit - Sagewhisker's first paitent, Lizardfang's brother Whiskerkit. He's the reason Sagewhisker is so anti- medicine queen. She lost him.

Windclan tom that had to retire early due to asthma - Fuck off I'm not writing that.

2 Windclan apprentices - Flypaw/Flyleap and Bristlepaw/Bristlethorn. Tallstar's little half siblings.

Skinny gray Starclan tom that gives Brokenstar a life for truth - Graytuft, a former deputy of Shadowclan.

Small brown tabby Starclan molly who gives Brokenstar a life for clear sight - Woodpaw, Cedarstar's apprentice.

Plump black and white Starclan tom who gives Brokenstar a life for strength - Darkwing, a former Skyclan cat who immigrated to Shadowclan as Skyclan left to forest. He gives Raggedstar a life for Judgement THAT HE DIDN'T USE.

Naming Minor Characters Post under the cut

Super Edition... Edition! Some Super Editions are getting new names in WCR to better fit with their rewritten state and new themes.

Starting with Firestar's Quest

Plump, long-furred snowy-white tom with brilliant blue eyes that looks like Cloudtail - Oliver! Cloudtail's dad!

Tortoiseshell molly who tries to beat up Firestar - Sweetpea! She was absolutely named by a 4 year old!

Lowbranch's mom/Skywatcher's grandmother - WE WERE GIVEN A NAME FOR HER! Her name is Honeyleaf. Her husband was Swallowflight. Honeyleaf was the last deputy of Skyclan.

Skywatcher's father - Pebble, I like to imagine he was a brown tabby.

Pricklenose's kits - I'm gonna give her 2, to match Lowbranch. Flykit who grew into Flyfoot, who would later father Patch/Patchfoot, and Sheepkit, who grew into Sheepclaw, and would mother Hutch/Shortwhisker.

Clovertail's Ex, Rockshade, Bouncefire and Tinycloud's father - Hail, a Rogue. He has bright yellow eyes like Bouncefire, and is pure white like Tinycloud (who is now hard of hearing from birth)

Hutch's mother - Sheepclaw, Pricklenose's superstitious daughter.

Foxy and his brother - Foxy actually has a description. Red tabby tom with cream-colored paws and tail tip. His eyes are blue. His brother is now named Wolf, pure gray with blue eyes.

Clovertail's mother, implied Riverclan ancestry - Canonically, Clovertail is hinted to be related to Birchstar of Riverclan and relative of Heavystep (the other hint that she is of Riverclan heritage besides her swimming) so... Her mother is Shine. Shine is the missing sister of Lilystem, went missing just days after her warrior ceremony and was never found. She had fallen in love with a loner and left Riverclan, settling down near the gorge and eventually having Clover, but never giving up her love of water. (Her warrior name was Shinestep) the Heavystep line is directly descended from Birchstar, the same one who rejected Skyclan.

[need1etail]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Warriors - Erin Hunter Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Cinderpelt (Warriors), Brackenfur (Warriors), Swiftpaw (Warriors), Thornclaw (Warriors), One-eye (Warriors - ThunderClan), Dappletail (Warriors), Yellowfang (Warriors), Firestar (Warriors), Graystripe (Warriors), Brightheart (Warriors) Additional Tags: been wanting to post this one for a while lol, I had fun with it, Original Character(s), cinderpaw is an idiot, we love her tho, Thriller, Horror, idk about those tags, but i tried my best lol, this takes place in the prophecies begin, specifically fire and ice Summary:

The elders tell Cinderpaw a scary story and she wants to find out if it's true.

Happy Halloween I wrote a one-shot <3

[bonefall]

What did Sagewhisker do? All I remember was that she was Yellowfang's mentor, and I used to love YS. (I was a lot younger at the time, though.)

oH Lord, a lot of people who read YS when they were younger kinda don't pick up on how shitty Sagewhisker is. It goes over their heads that she is the one who's actually responsible for Yellowfang being forced to be distant from Brokenkit

From a young age, Sagewhisker is pressuring Yellowpaw to be a medcat, when she doesn't want to

Yellow LIKES the satisfaction of healing itself, but LOVES being a warrior more.

She's a fantastic hunter, has always wanted a family, and is just genuinely filled with a lot of self-satisfaction when she gets to do her warrior duties.

(They also had to retcon the stupidest magic power, super-empathy, into Yellowfang so that she nonsensically wouldn't like fighting. Yellowfang. The cat whose first appearance in TPB is attacking Firepaw and didn't hesitate to blind Brokenstar. THAT Yellowfang.)

In contrast, when she starts healing, she's constantly filled with shame or horror. She also gets bullied viciously by several cats, while others do that Thing that an older family member does when they don't like what you're doing. You know;

"Ohhh that's so good, for you. If it makes you happy it's good!! I mean, but, wouldn't you rather do Other Thing? I mean no, I understand, you like This thing, but Other thing would... no no it's okay, nevermind. I'm happy for you."

This while she's already courting Raggedpelt, and planning a future with him.

So to begin with, she has a lot of negative feelings when Sagewhisker tries to pressure her into this role, especially as Sage insists she "Wants HER" and "It's your destiny." But that's not all;

When Cloudpaw (later Cloudpelt) gets viciously mauled and might not survive, Sagewhisker takes one look and says, "It might be kinder to let StarClan take him now."

Yellowfang is FURIOUS at how quickly Sagewhisker gave up, and Sage just waves this away with "oh I won't stop you but be prepared for heartbreak lol"

Sage continues to tell her shit like "You can't save every cat" after Cloudpaw's mother sees her son all cheese-grated up.

So... either Sagewhisker was going to just leave Cloudpaw there to bleed out or die of infection, OR she was implying euthanasia.

And it's probably euthanasia, because when Yellowfang is pregnant later, she says,

Sooooo... considering how WEIRD WC generally is about abortion, acting like it's not even an option and giving Clear Sky some Angel Fetus Children in DOTC...

Sagewhisker was probably implying that Yellowfang would smother infants. Or do whatever Sagewhisker was planning to do with Cloudpaw.

I don't even know if pressuring Yellowfang into an abortion would have been better... honestly this exchange is uncomfortable no matter how you slice it.

It gets worse ofc. Yellowfang gets this warning from StarClan about how “Only one thing can stop the tide of hatred this birth cursed cat will bring: the courage of a mother to know her destiny.” Silverflame also suggests just being his friend, if she can't be his mother.

Forget that though, because Sagewhisker continues to snap at Yellowfang and remind her that she can't look at him for too long, else people will get suspicious or something.

"It's a woman's responsibility to have children for our glorious war society, Yellowfang, unless they have A RARE GIFT THAT MUST NOT BE WASTED."

In the same conversation she's then like, "Also don't go into the nursery, the child I forced you to give up needs a chance to bond with the abusive foster who hates his little guts."

In general Sagewhisker also prevents Yellowfang from standing up for herself or her position in a way that is absolutely infuriating. Foxheart comes in and starts bellowing about "HOW DARE YOU HAVE APPRENTICES RUN ERRANDS FOR YOU?" and Sage is just like, "Turn the other cheek uwu"

Yellowfang is punished constantly for the sin of being Yellowfang. She is not allowed to be snarky at all. It fucking sucks. This book is MISERABLE

SO basically, Sagewhisker forces her into a role she isn't very happy in, stops her from standing up for herself ever, guilts Yellowfang over "wasting her special gift," gives up on cases that are too hard for her, suggests killing kits, says some wildly misogynistic stuff, prevents Yellowfang from doing anything about Brokenkit, and then dies.

She's the worst and no one ever talks about how fucked up this character is. and I really mean AS A CHARACTER

Because her PURPOSE in the story is to do all of these things and be hailed as a good mentor in the end. But the fandom is REALLY bad at analyzing characters as narrative tools.

She's right to pressure Yellowfang into her role, with the ending comic even trying to have Sagewhisker apologize for pressuring her and Yellow going "d'aww dwai you didn't force me into anything 8) ignore the entire fucking book before this point"

Giving up on a battered teenager is supposed to show Yellowfang's talent and resolve, not reflect poorly on Sagewhisker.

WC fully believes that "wisdom" she espouses about Lizardfang. Lizardfang is a bad woman because she doesn't accept her place as a queen. This kind of guilt and blame is reserved exclusively for mothers in WC, not fathers, note how Mudclaw doesn't help at all but no one gives a shit.

Killing the baby would have been the best option because, again, Brokenkit is BORN. EVIL.

I'm pretty convinced that "Courage of a mother to KNOW HER DESTINY" refers to the fact she is supposed to be a medcat, who kills her child. What FINALLY ends Brokenstar's reign of terror is being poisoned-- not the kindness she was finally able to show him in TPB while he was prisoner.

So Sagewhisker guilt-tripping Yellowfang into a position she doesn't like, keeping her away from her child, suggesting murdering the baby... that's all good, actually. That's something that is framed as correct.

And I think people really sleep on it. Sagewhisker is like this perfect little encapsulation of how shitty clan culture is in WC, an enforcer of the series' misogyny while being a woman herself, someone who makes Yellowfang's wife HELL.

But because she didn't do it violently, no one notices it.

[sapphanimates]

SapphAnimates Art Recap 2024!

Calling it a little bit early, but here's a quick recap of my art progress for the year ^^

JANUARY

My Alacrity AU designs for Team Chaotix! Espio was one of the new designs I was most proud of at the time (despite the fact I ended up slightly modifying it later on). Hence why I chose him to represent January!

FEBUARY

THIS IS IT. THE ORIGINS OF SASHA. A Sonadow fankid I originally made just for shits and giggles, as many other creators were making them at the time, has slowly evolved over the year to become a pseudo-face for the blog! I wouldn't be where I am right now if you guys hadn't loved her as much as I do, and I'm super grateful for all of your support! Stay tuned for more Doom's Child AU news!

MARCH

Warrior Cats designs! These are some Medicine Cat/Healer designs for fun, though it did push me into a short era of drawing a lot of warriors stuff. I think most of my March was dedicated to Warriors content, actually...

APRIL

I like garten of banban. I needed to share my concept for a darker, psychological horror type of banban story, with a hint of infection au in there as well. please forgive me.

MAY

The end of the Sasha's run in the Sonic Fankid Showdown hosted by @head---ache . She didn't last very long, but the support behind our campaign was insane. Same goes for Zayne's run in the second Showdown. Thank you all so much!

JUNE

I did a "Six Fanarts" Challenge, featuring a mix of Warriors and Sonic characters, this one in particular featuring Sonic, Tails, Shadow, Tangle, Yellowfang, and Breezepelt. Shadow was my favorite from the group, with the bright yellow moon in the background and new Doom Wings (the Doom Powers were recently announced at the time).

JULY

Drew some of the horror adjacent Tails designs from some of the zones in my Project Alacrity AU. Ojo, Maggie, and Tailtrap playing Operation together and failing miserably at it :]

AUGUST

Some scrapped art from an animated shorts compilation video I posted on my YouTube Channel! It features some of the main characters, namely Fallen Leaves from Warriors, a Floragato from Pokémon, and a Mimic and Blarret from My Singing Monsters. Please go check out the video if you haven't yet!

SEPTEMBER

September means school, and school means teachers. And I've never met a more wackjob teacher than my current Chemistry teacher. This picture was one I did as a "Get to Know You" project on the first day of school. Labcoat Sapph.

OCTOBER

My first self assigned school art project, and a photography one! A multimedia picnic, a clay frog, a paper doll coati, and a portrait of a ghostly cat-woman, all sharing a lovely shoo-fly pie. Each character was created in a different medium, and the final photo was taken in my grandmother's backyard.

NOVEMBER

Part of a community challenge spurred by @yourpalsalamander . Asha in Wonderland needed a high af caterpillar, and who better to fill the role than Sasha. Just uh... don't touch her shrooms.

DECEMBER

Mlp horror AUs have had a small comeback lately, mostly on TikTok, but I wanted to throw my hat in the ring and create new evil versions of the entire Mane 6. I haven't come up with a design and concept for Rarity yet, but I've had a great time developing the rest of them! I'd love to turn it into a video series if you guys are interested in hearing my thoughts.

See you all next year! Template is by @zontarzon

[wildfire-rewrite]

Sun Bluefeather (Bluefur/star)

Leader of the Fall Thunderbringer Sect

Kitten -> Apprentice -> Soldier -> Deputy -> Leader

she/her/hers new-catte (trans), bisexual

Image IDs below the cut and information.

Grandparents: Daisyspot, Rookfeather, Squirreltail, Stagleap Parents: Lilybloom, Stormtail Siblings: Swanflight

Mate(s): Oakheart (former) Kit(s): Stoneshell, Mistywaters, Mossypaw, Willowleaf Grandkit(s): Darkstripe, Graystripe

Mentor: Tawnyspots Former Apprentice(s): Mousefang, Sun Firesong (unofficial)

Sun Bluefeather was always a quiet kitten. As Bluepaw, she was quiet and kind, eager to help and eager to be useful. That changed when she was made an apprentice under Tawnyspots. The catte was ruthless, but taught humility and preached peace whenever he got the chance to. Blueclaw found this useful when she was first given the chance to prove herself. Lilybloom, Rookfeather, Heronwing, and Rabbitleap all died in the failed ambush on the Sky Breezemoor Sect. Worse, their clan got charged with attempted kitten murder and was trialed. Stormtail was found guilty and sent to atonement. Exile for a season. No contact at all. Blueclaw was alone in her grief, she thought. She wasn't actually alone in her grief, but she isolated herself from everyone. Others tried to help, but how could they? How dare they tell her how to feel? Eventually, Stormtail came back. Of course he would, but it was different. He wasn't actually grieving at all. That made Blueclaw realize several things. One, Stormtail didn't actually care about Lilybloom. Two, he didn't care about his kittens, he hadn't spoken or comforted to either her or Swanclaw at all. Three, she had very little kin still alive, and needed to hold them close. She rebuilt her relationship with Swanclaw near the end of her apprenticeship and began to build a more stable relationship with Goosefeather. Naturally, she began to also talk to his apprentice, Featherclaw. She realized a lot when she spoke to him. She and Swanclaw became Bluefeather and Swanflight upon completing their assessments. Bluefeather also told the clan that she felt more like a catte and would be undergoing the proper herbal treatments for transitioning. After a long while of being a full soldier, she met someone. A kind red-brown kater with eyes of solid amber, so deep you could swim in them. Smile perfect, claws sharp, fur silky and thick, but he was of the Cold Creekbay Sect, but he understood her. He was a new-kater, but the experience was similar. Oakheart. Oakheart was the deputy of his sect, no less. They still mated, and when Oakheart told her that he was expecting kittens, she disowned them and declared that they were not to be mates and that she could, legally, take a single kitten once they were born. Once the kittens were born, the Creekbay Messenger summoned Bluefeather to their camp for the kitten. The Thunderbringer Sect was outraged, but allowed her to claim her kitten. The winter winds and snow made it hard to see, and Bluefeather asked that she rest a moment. Once they'd rested and the winds had died down, Bluefeather arrived in the camp. She and Oakheart barely spoke, and she took the blue and cream tortoiseshell catte, naming her Mossypaw. Bluefeather then left for the Thunderbringer Sect. Mossypaw grew up for a while without knowledge of her siblings and father. During the harsh winters that'd lead to the Starved Period, Mossypaw succumbed to starvation and hypothermia. Sun Bluefeather was destroyed. Then, she met Yellowfang and Russetfur.

[ Find out more when I post the "Bluefeather's Horror" redux. ]

Personal Comments:

Sun Bluefeather is such a complicated character and I love her for it. Her mentor definitely influenced her personality heavily, and you'll definitely see that clearly when I actually begin to write her as a character in a more narrative setting.

The family area, I actually ended up redoing a lot of the family tree for Thunderbringer. This'll be updated once I finalize a lot of the plot and such.

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[ Image ID - An image of Bluefur in the Wildfire Rewrite, known as Sun Bluefeather. She is a large, dark gray ticked tabby cat with white accents along her chest, belly, and tail. Her paws are white. She has yellow-green eyes with strange pupils. End ID ]

[ Image ID - The same image as the previous one, but accessorized. Bluefeather wears a large, thick brown leather belt with an attached bag. It's lid's latch seems to be a cat's tooth. Under the belt is a large section of a fox's pelt. Two brown pouches hang off the belt. Bluefeather also adorns small pieces of jewelry, being a large necklace with a simplified sun pendant, and two bracelets. The lowest hanging one has a toadstool pendant attached, while the tightest one has two small beads. The left one is painted a pale yellow, while the left is panted a pale green. End ID ]

[mistblaze]

Brightkin

The Brightlkin are a ShadowClan family descending from Brightflower and Brackenfoot. I´m about to start with the parens´ canon designs and have a lot of fun as I go down the line.

I´m also experimenting with this picrew created by @felidform

Brightflower

B/ O/O D/d a/a Mc/ ta/ta C/cb W/S l/l

Ginger mackerel pseudo-tabby longhair with tuxedo. But wait, I hear you cry, what about Yellowfang?!

*Giggles manically*

Brackenfoot

b/ o/- D/d A/a Mc/ ta/ta cs/cb W/W L/l

Mink chocolate mackerel tabby shorthair!

Yellowfang

B/ O/o d/d a/a Mc/ ta/ta C/cs W/W l/l

Blue-cream tortie longhair! This actually doesn´t affect Brokenstar at all, because he can only inherit one ginger gene and gets the little o.

She will leave ShadowClan as in canon, but instead of joining ThunderClan, she will enter the twolegplace in search of a place as a healer. Someone points her to Mist´s group, and she will train Ravenpaw.

Rowanberry

b/ o/o D/ a/a Mc/ ta/ta cb/cb W/S L/l

Sepia chocolate solid shorthair with low white!

Nutwhisker

b/ o/- D/ a/a Mc/ ta/ta C/cb W/S L/

Solid chocolate shorthair with low white.

He will not live to see his grandchildren flee the horror his nephew created.

[redscorpiocat]

[PARTIALLY FOUND MEDIA] [MUSIC] [ANIMATION] Two Creepyass Téléchat PMVs by "Yellowfang-P" that confirm the user's existence.

(Pt. 14 Télépastas)

"Greetings from the Bottom of the Well" fan Téléchat PMV... [FOUND]

"In a Rainy Town, Balloons Dance with Devils" Téléchat PMV [PARTIALLY FOUND]

TW: Horror, Graphic scenes, Death.

I was watching a few Tèlèchat episodes and wondered: "Do people make animated content of these things?". So I looked up "Tèlèchat animations and found two videos made by a user named "Yellowfang-P". Both of which were lost media. One was found and the other was partially found. I watched one of the videos named ""Greetings from the bottom of the well" fan Tèlèchat PMV". It was damn disturbing. Instead of the woman's face emerging from the water, it was Durallo's horrifically realistic face emerging from the blood red version of the water that was surrounded by a few corpses. It was really really terrifying. And then I watched the partially found called "In a rainy town, balloons dance with devils". It showed scenes like Lola's bloodied beak, Groucha's bloodied claws, and corpses surrounding Durallo and Mic-mac. I was left speechless of how gruesome it was... But how did they manage to become lost?... Was Yellowfang-P that crazy?... I looked upon the user's profile and found a few discoveries. But the two videos were supposedly re-uploaded, I believe.

But the mystery still stands, and my answer remains the same to this day... I may never know.

[snailchasers-den]

How does starclan reacts to Spottedleaf's lies?

Super sorry for answering this so late, I've been super busy LMAO I try to answer asks as quickly as I can, so thank you for being so patient!

This will contain some spoilers for my fic, even if I might tweak some things before then, so know this is subject to some possible changes! It'll also contain some mild horror and themes of being watched, so fair warning!

It's nothing big at first, for a while she actually flies comfortably under the radar, the problem only really starts getting recognized by Starclan once they tell the clan the false prophecy, uncomfortably close to before whenever Spotted receives the 'Fire will save our clan' one, and gets worse once Yellowfang gets there and starts working alongside her. A lot of the plan hindered on the only other medicine cat around being her and her apprentice, so Yellowfang appearing threw a massive wrench in things. Yellowfang does agree not to reveal the fact she's faking her and Tigerclaw's prophecy, but can't promise she'll be able to keep her safe from everything that may come her way because of it.

She starts to avoid the night sky after that, doing her best to only go out during the day, or when the stars are hidden by clouds. But that doesn't always help her when she starts to feel watched near constantly. She's not exactly sure if it's a manifestation of guilt or Starclan themselves, at the time, but she starts to have dreams if not hallucinations of silent starclan cats, just... Watching as she tries to gather herbs. It's extremely rare for Starclan to decend from the sky, much less for no good reason. They don't tell you how dead and lightless an otherwise glittering Starclan cat's eyes can look when they stare at you so blankly. Nothing proves they're no longer alive more than that.

Yellowfang tries to comfort her through the days, but she out of anybody can tell it's starting to weigh on her- She does her best to make her feel a bit more secure, but having another cat with Starclan's gifts so nearby only makes things more unsettling.

Starclan is very different in this AU, being a lot more reserved and ominous, much closer to a coalescence of all the spirits of their ancestors that started having their lines between eachother smudged long ago. The clans have this image of ethereal starry passed family members who watch over them and keep them safe, but if you look deeper, there's something beneath the surface. They don't actively try to stop Spottedleaf, since this is likely a new type of crime, faking a prophecy not for power, but for something as simple and small as love, so instead they just judge. They know she knows they're watching her, and they plan to keep doing it until she dies, even if she tries to shut Starclan out of her mind later.

She does start trying to shut out Starclan once she realizes she's pregnant with Tigerclaw's kit. She knows the clan will see them as something special due to the prophecy that allowed them to be born 'within the code', and she doesn't need twice the stress with Starclan still lingering around her during the whole thing. Unfortunately, with her having such a strong connection with Starclan, and Tigerclaw having his own ties to it for wildly different reasons, their son ends up having a much, much higher connection than a majority of medicine cats do, even from a young age. Spotted isn't sure whether they passed it down to him, or if Starclan felt a bit sadistic and decided to play along for now, but for a while, the starry figures that stalk her through the forest seem to dissipate. She can't tell why, though, but she can feel in her bones that they'll be back for her.

Tigerclaw doesn't have a direct link with Starclan, but he does actually get his own glimpses of them, though his seem to be more based in malice. They've obviously never been too fond of him, and since Pinestar refused to kill him as a kit, they've let that demand go, but a lingering distaste for him never faded. He's been plagued with nightmares his entire life, but something about the ones he started getting once Starclan discovered their lie seemed to be less copy-paste with a few adjustments, and more personal. Deeper cutting and more unnerving. Ones he couldn't shake even with Spottedleaf at his side every night.

[t4twnyclaw]

i wish warrior cats leaned more into the horror in early arcs. in yellowfangs secret brokenstar has his apprentice dangle from a tree with his jaws and the whole kit-soilder thing, which in the main series isnt as terrifying as it should be and after his defeat there’s no lingering resentment or  trauma from shadowclan

[redux-iterum]

Burning Hearts: Chapter Eighteen

(AO3 counterpart here.)

The Clan was awake and the camp’s fog fading when Tigerclaw and Fireheart returned. It barely took a heartbeat after Tigerclaw gently lowered Cinderpaw to the ground for a wail to ring through camp. Fireheart jumped out of the way of Willowpelt, Swiftpaw at her heels. Yellowfang joined them, her enormous orange eyes owllike and wet with devastation.

“Cinderpaw!” Willowpelt cried, and repeated the name several times as she tried to shake her daughter awake. Swiftpaw’s gaze was fixed on the crunched-up leg, the blood on it drying and turning black. He looked frozen in place, stiff all the way to the tips of his tail-hairs. 

“Halt,” Yellowfang said, her voice as unstable as her steps. She ducked down to Cinderpaw’s face, sticking a dark paw in front of her mouth. After a pause, she sighed, relieved. “She lives.”

The Clan collectively echoed that sigh, cats crowding around to see the unconscious apprentice. Questions and murmurs of shock buzzed through the air, but one voice cut through the noise and silenced everyone.

“What happened here?” Bluestar strode forward and stood by Willowpelt, who almost sank into her with her trembling legs failing to keep her up.

Fireheart looked up at the leader and swallowed. “She… she thought you were in danger, so she ran out onto the road. I followed her as best I could, but then I lost her, and– and it was so foggy and rainy there, I-I guess she didn’t see in time, or she froze—”

“Fireheart,” Bluestar said gently, in a half-purr.

Fireheart sighed out his anxiety and said more clearly, “A car hit her.”

Reactions rippled out in grief and horror. More than one cat whispered a question about whether Cinderpaw would survive or not. Willowpelt shuddered and crumbled to her belly, burying her nose in Cinderpaw’s neck-fur. Swiftpaw shrank, the picture of a frightened kitten in a thunderstorm.

Bluestar looked at Tigerclaw and asked him, “Did you see it happen?”

Tigerclaw shook his head. “I was in the forest. I just heard her running from a distance and found Fireheart with her.”

“She—” Fireheart piped up, clearing his throat. “She was awake for a moment before I got to her. I think… I think she passed out from the pain.”

“That would be about right.” Yellowfang lifted her head, ears back. “A tom in ShadowClan once lost his tail in the Aulmir. He, too, came home upon a Clanmate’s back.”

Swiftpaw broke out of his frozen state and asked, weak but hopeful, “Then she’ll wake up?”

Yellowfang’s eyes went back down to her apprentice. “If it doesn’t kill her.”

An idea hit Fireheart and he turned back to Bluestar. “Oh! The humans in the Houses, they have a vet. We can bring her there and they can save her, if she’s dying!”

The air turned deeply uncomfortable. Fireheart’s eagerness faltered as he looked to each face he could see and they either turned away or narrowed their eyes.

“What?” he asked, uncertain now. “I mean… I know it’s humans, but they heal cats all the time. Couldn’t we, just this once…?”

Bluestar shook her head. “If we have no other option, we may. But a human putting their paws on her could take her away forever, if they decide to do so. We cannot risk losing her if she can heal here.”

“Oh,” Fireheart said, looking down, crestfallen. “Well, if you change your mind…”

By their faces, no one seemed as if they would change their mind soon.

“It’ll be okay,” Goldenflower said, maneuvering to sit by Swiftpaw, who mimicked his mother and leaned against the large support. “She’ll wake up. I’m sure of it.”

Tigerclaw’s eyes had been down this whole time, but he lifted them to look at Willowpelt and murmur, “I’m sorry.”

Willowpelt didn’t respond. No one did.

--

A couple days passed, with Cinderpaw sometimes drifting into consciousness and then falling back into her uneasy slumber. Any time she was awake, she would whine out a purr, as if she was trying to soothe herself, and then slip away again.

“We really should take her to a vet,” Fireheart muttered, watching Swiftpaw nose his sister’s ear. “She could be dying.”

Ravenwing, sitting next to him, sighed. “It looks bad, yeah. But if she was going to die, I think she would have by now. StarClan’s healing her the best they can while she rests.”

Fireheart’s tail twitched. “They need to wake her up soon, then, or I’ll drag her to the Houses myself.”

StarClan must have heard him, because later that night, a groggy, incoherent murmur jolted everyone in camp from their resting and eating. Fireheart jumped up as Cinderpaw lifted her head and looked around, blinking sleepily.

“Huh,” she rasped.

Yellowfang, half-asleep as she sat by the apprentice, started and stared down at her, mouth open.

“Cinderpaw!” Swiftpaw dropped the mouse he had just picked up out of the prey-pile and scrambled over the sand to get to his sister’s side. “You’re awake!”

“Yyyeah…” Cinderpaw squeezed her eyes shut, like everything around her was too bright. “So I din’ die?”

“Fool girl, you nearly could have!” Yellowfang cuffed her ear—though, Fireheart noted, much more gently than she had him all those months ago. “What in blazing told you to run onto the road?”

Cinderpaw’s answer was delayed, and she showed no reaction to the cuff. “Um… Bluestar wasss there? I think? I’m hungry.”

Yellowfang grumbled a sigh, but there was no bite in it. She looked at Teaselfoot. “Fetch Willowpelt. She’s close by.”

Teaselfoot wasted no time, racing out of camp and shouting Willowpelt’s name. Cats came up one by one to greet Cinderpaw and ensure she was truly awake and feeling alright. Cinderpaw, slowly growing more present with each question, answered casually and with sleepy cheerfulness. It took someone asking about her leg for her to finally look its way and blink in surprise.

“Welp.” She twitched it and grimaced in pain. “I was wondering how I survived. Guess it was just my leg.”

“And part of your tail,” Fireheart said, nodding to her crooked tail-tip. “You got really lucky, all things considered. I thought it had hit you full-on.”

Cinderpaw lifted up her tail and scrutinized it. “No kidding. Good thing I’m a seer, too, or hunting would be really hard.”

Willowpelt rushed into camp and hovered over her daughter, fussing and grooming the top of her head, purring like thunder. Cinderpaw was inappropriately amused, assuring her mother over and over that she was fine and just wanted food. In the end, Fireheart had to bring her something himself, as her family and mentor didn’t want to leave her side for a heartbeat.

That pattern followed for several days. Fireheart ended up helping Swiftpaw with his chores again here and there so he could visit with Cinderpaw more, and Willowpelt had to be pressed to get back to patrolling and hunting as she hovered around her kit and watched her leg like a hawk. Yellowfang, to Fireheart’s surprise and joy, stuck close by Cinderpaw, even sleeping at her side when daylight rolled around and her family were guided to their dens.

One night, Whitecloud came up to Fireheart, who was half-asleep, his nose hovering over his mole without a bite taken. He politely cleared his throat to get the younger warrior’s attention, which woke Fireheart up quickly.

“I hate to interrupt your meal,” Whitecloud said, his voice soft as ever. “I was going to ask something of you once you’ve eaten.”

“Oh– sure, sir.” Fireheart shook himself to alertness and sat up straight. “What can I help with?”

Whitecloud tilted his head towards Cinderpaw, her mother and Yellowfang sitting by her and conversing quietly. “I’m worried about our seer. She’s been sticking so close to Cinderpaw that StarClan may have spoken to her and she hasn’t noticed. I understand, of course, but I’m a bit worried that our eye to our ancestors is shut.”

Fireheart squinted a bit, trying to figure out where he was going with this, before he perked up. “Oh, I see. Do you want me to talk to her, then?”

Whitecloud nodded. “You’re the one other cat she actually likes.” His whiskers twitched. “As far as I know. If you could…”

“Not a problem at all!” Fireheart glanced down at his mole. “I can, um, eat first, though, right?”

“Of course, of course. Do as you like. Thank you, Fireheart.” Whitecloud waved his tail and turned away, walking to Ravenwing and Patchpelt, who were sitting together, and saying something quiet to them.

Fireheart worked on his breakfast, hardly even taking time to enjoy the chewy feet before standing up, licking his chops, and making his way over to the mollies sitting by the stump.

“How are things?” he asked cheerfully when he was close enough to get their attention without sneaking up on them.

Willowpelt looked up in surprise anyway, but Cinderpaw had seen him coming and bobbed her head, replying with the same cheer.

“I’m ready to be outside again,” she said, giving her mentor a joking squint of one eye. “But Yellowfang here says I need to wait until my leg heals. I tried telling her it won’t—”

“Enough of that, love,” Willowpelt said, the slightest edge in her voice. “You’ll heal.”

“Mira*, look at my dumb leg.” Cinderpaw reached back with a front paw to pat at the crushed limb and winced. “There’s no way. So much as twitching it feels like murder; I’m not walking on it anymore.” She beamed at Fireheart. “I’ll be like Yellowfang, get a new name. Hobblefoot sounds fun—what do you think?”

“Well…” Fireheart shuffled his feet a little at the warning glare Willowpelt was giving him. “I mean, it’s more than your foot, isn’t it?”

“Ah, true.” Cinderpaw hummed thoughtfully.

“You’re not getting a rename,” Willowpelt said sharply. “You’ll be fine.”

“It’s not up to you,” Cinderpaw said in a sing-song voice. Her mother turned her glare on her and she blinked. “What? I’m an apprentice, I can decide if I want a rename. Yellowfang, if I wanted a rename, you’d give me one, right?”

Yellowfang huffed a sigh, more affectionate than annoyed. “Lest you go to the Mother and change it yourself, yes.”

“See?” Cinderpaw gave her mother a “so there” nod.

“She won’t need a rename.” Willowpelt’s annoyance faltered as she looked almost desperately at Yellowfang. “She’ll be able to walk on it again, won’t she?”

Surprisingly, there was no answer. Yellowfang’s eyes were far away in thought.

“You haven’t been talking to StarClan about this, have you?” Fireheart asked softly. “Or at all.”

Yellowfang jerked back to reality and gave him a snort. “I speak well and fine with them.”

“Well, look—” Fireheart lowered his head a little in a show of respect. “You haven’t left Cinderpaw’s side since she came home. Why don’t you and I take a walk, and we can look for anything StarClan’s been wanting to tell you together?”

Yellowfang’s lower jaw stuck out to one side as she squinted at him. “Someone told you to get me out of camp, didn’t they?”

Fireheart nodded sheepishly.

The seer gave an exaggerated sigh. “Fine, fine. I might as well stretch my legs.” She bopped Cinderpaw’s head with her tail. “Dare not to die while I’m gone.”

“No promises!” Cinderpaw trilled at the dark look her mentor gave her.

Fireheart led the way to the camp entrance, careful to walk slow enough to not force Yellowfang to trot on her limping leg. They departed quickly and, at Fireheart’s suggestion, took a path towards the Houses. Foggy spots here and there made it hard to gauge the distance they were going, making Fireheart a little itchy as he tried to feel out how close they were to his sister’s home.

“You’re thinking,” Yellowfang said eventually. “Stop that.”

Fireheart blinked stupidly and looked over at her. “Sorry?”

“Something troubles your simple mind.” She stuck out her jaw. “I know that face. Don’t lie.”

Fireheart hesitated. Should he admit to her about Rosy? Or was she thinking of—

“Your friends, I assume,” she said. “The fat one and the coward.”

Fireheart shot her a stern look.

“Ha.” She smirked. “I joke, boy, ease yourself. Even with my fool busying me, I see how they avoid each other.”

Without any words to counter her, Fireheart bowed his head with a heavy breath. “They’re still not talking. I don’t know what to do.”

“Easy,” Yellowfang said. “You do nothing. That’s their trouble. You stay out of it. Spend time with others.”

“Like you spend time with them?” Fireheart asked innocently, and received a swat to his shoulder in response. “I’m not wrong, am I? You only really talk to Bluestar and Cinderpaw. And me, sometimes.”

“Hrmph.” Yellowfang hobbled past him. “You and Cinderpaw are the only ones with anything interesting to say. And our leader is all business. Never a jovial chat with her.” Her bottom teeth glimmered as moonlight hit them. “Always jovial with the girl, though.”

Fireheart hummed in amusement, following her at a stroll. His ear turned sideways as concern plucked at his chest. “Do you think she’ll be alright? StarClan won’t take her?”

Yellowfang’s shredded ears flattened against her skull and her voice became as gravely as it was when he’d first met her, starving and wounded. “They’ll have to tear out my claws and teeth to try.”

Fireheart stopped walking, staring at Yellowfang with surprise—and, of course, fondness. She must have heard him pause, because she looked back at him and stopped too. Her face was not surprised or fond; it was sagging with troubles as her eye sank to a dead blade of grass by her foot.

“I’ve dreamed of it,” she said quietly. “A sense of loss, of danger, as I rest beside her. I cannot see what it is. StarClan gifts me these feelings and tells me to piss off when I seek details.”

Fireheart’s gaze softened. “I’m sorry. That can’t be easy.”

“Ach.” Yellowfang’s face hardened for a moment. “She spoke true; something is happening, and I know not what. Cinderpaw has not lost her leg, only broken it. Nor has she lost her life. The danger was not that car, this I know.” Her face turned downward, her tail switching back and forth. “I cloud my mind, perhaps, thinking solely of my fool. Mayhaps I should walk more.”

Fireheart took a few steps to stand beside her, offering a supportive expression and a muted purr. “I think you should. It’s not good for anyone to sit and stew on one problem for so long.” He put a great amount of kindness in his voice. “We’re all looking after her, Yellowfang. You and Willowpelt and Swiftpaw aren’t alone. You can take breaks, and we’ll be there to watch her. If not one cat, then someone else. Like you said—StarClan’s not taking her without a fight. We’ll all make sure of that.”

He watched with great relief as some of the tension left her body. Her tail lowered and loosened and her fur smoothed out with one slow breath. She raised her flat face to him, her eyes now creased instead of squinted.

“You’re a good one,” she croaked. “Always knowing what to say.”

Fireheart rolled a shoulder, a bit shy now. “Just trying to help, that’s all.”

Yellowfang snorted. Then her ears pricked as well as they could and she turned her head forward again. Fireheart followed her line of sight to see a squirrel scratching at the ground.

“Try to catch that,” Yellowfang whispered. “Hurry, now.”

Fireheart obeyed immediately; ducking into a crouch, he prowled forward, careful to keep his belly from scraping at a root cropping out of the ground. The squirrel was so preoccupied that it didn’t notice when Fireheart’s paw brushed a fallen leaf.

However, it did notice when he jumped, and it dashed away with surprising speed as he landed on its little dug-up mound. Something like a large pebble rolled against his paw and made him stumble sideways, nearly toppling over in the front end. The squirrel was gone by the time he stood up. He huffed in irritation.

“It was a fat one, too,” he said, looking back at Yellowfang. “Sorry.”

“Apologize not.” Yellowfang came up to join him. “That was part of it. What did it dig for?”

Fireheart glanced down at where his paw had rolled. Brushing away a bit of dirt, he found a round, silver bell.

“Weird,” he said. “I didn’t think squirrels liked these.”

“A bell, is it?” Yellowfang frowned at it. “Move, boy, let me see it better.”

Fireheart obeyed, watching from further off as Yellowfang turned it over and examined it. The bell wasn’t perfect: it was dented on one side, and even from here the scratches on it were visible.

“Curious, curious…” Yellowfang murmured, rotating it again.

“Do you know what it means?” Fireheart asked.

Yellowfang gave it another once-over before huffing. “It tells me something that I do not know. This sign is not for me.”

Fireheart blinked. “Then… who is it for?”

“Come sniff it for me. You might be able to tell.”

Again, obediently, Fireheart joined her. He put his nose close to the bell and sniffed it. It certainly was familiar, but not a familiar he was too happy about.

“Hm?” Yellowfang scrutinized his face.

“I…” Fireheart straightened up. “I smelled wet food, like from the Houses. Kind of. It’s faint, but…”

“Hm.”

“That’s all, sorry.”

Yellowfang grumbled something under her breath before saying aloud, “Well, I’ll think on it as I rest this morning. Come. We return home.”

Fireheart made no protest, walking after her as her head turned this way and that, like she was searching for more signs. He didn’t tell her what that smell was closer to, in his memory.

He needed to have a conversation with Greystripe.

   *”Mira”: mother.

[smalltownhero]

Introduction Post / Meet Me

Main Information

Hello! I am Lilith. I go by several nicknames, like Lilith/Lils/Lily, Star, or Executioner. These are all names I eventually earned over time. I go by She/Her and I'm 17 years old.

I am currently a full-time student, almost entering my senior year. After my final year in high school, I will (hopefully) be entering within the Air Force. If my health doesn't allow me to enter into this branch, I will be going into a trade school instead.

Online Information / Projects I am apart of

You can find me under the handle @smalltownhero most of the time on ALL sites. I also have a discord, all of my links can be found at the bottom of this post!

I am currently a storyboard artist, SFX, and voice actor of an upcoming series called Extinction! I definitely suggest it if you like Horror that's focused on non-animal protagonists. You can find me as Executioner in their Discord server! (Listed below)

I also own my own discord server, focused on hangout, gaming, and art. (Listed below)

I am planning to enter myself into more projects over the next year.

I have been practicing mastering a Star and Stripe Voice impression, although right now it's really rough lmaoo

My muses/kins and OCs

MHA:

Star and Stripe (Canon)

Small Town Hero (OC)

Warrior Cats:

Yellowfang (Canon)

Fallenglory (OC)

Extinction:

Executioner

I can't remember any other fandoms

My links and usernames

Discord: momthestripper

I don't mind being friended! I do try to make an effort to talk to you, but I cannot always talk as I've been recently busy.

Carrd:

(CONTAINS ALL OF MY OTHER LINKS.)

Toyhouse:

Art Fight:

My discord server:

[warrior-cats-rewritten]

For the sake of my SANITY I'm going to have to make a timeline for the Tales From The Forest (Yellowfang's Horror, Tallstar's Rage, Crookedstar's Promise and Bluestar's Prophecy)

Moonflower and Goosefeather are born

Sunstar and Featherwhisker are born

One-eye is born. Speckletail is no longer her biological sister, but is adopted when Whitekit is 5 moons old. No one knows who her parents are.

Doestar dies during the Great Hunger. She BURNED through her lives, one of the shortest 9-lived leaderships there is.

Pinestar meets Shanty. Not Jake.

Halftail is born.

Shrewclaw and Barkface are born.

Tallstar and Finchkit are born.

Raggedstar and Scorchwind are born.

Rowanberry, Yellowfang and Nutwhisker are born.

Brackenwing and Sandgorse die.

Heatherstar finds her excuse and closes the tunnels to focus on warfare. She has a personal vendetta against Cedarstar and she'll drag Windclan with her if she must.

Leopardfoot and Patchpelt are born.

Talltail finds Sparrow but doesn't kill him. Meanwhile, Yellowfang and her siblings are made into apprentices, Shadowclan steals prey and Windclan loses the battle when they fight with the death of Shrewclaw.

Raggedpaw is made into Raggedpelt from this act. Cedarstar rewarding him for killing Shrewclaw, Heatherstar's apprentice.

Later in the same winter, Riverclan's camp floods and kills Duskwater, but Stormkit and Oakkit are born.

Hopkit is renamed Deadpaw, and though he is cheerful, cats of Windclan are horrified and angry with Heatherstar. They want a leader who isn't so arrogant.

Seeing... Something.... Near Stormkit, Goosefeather snaps, snarling at him and scaring him. He breaks his jaw but in a twist of fate, a murky spirit brings him out of the water... Subverting a "Canon Event".

Later that day, Bluestar and Snowflower are born.

Stormkit runs off in shame only to meet the Barn Gang and learn how to use his jaw better.

Thistleclaw, Sweetberry, and Rosetail are born.

Stormkit returns half a moon later, and Rainflower demands that he be punished with the name she picked. Hailstar names him CrookedPAW, an early apprentice (he is ready) but turns and names his mother Rotflower, saying she can have her name back when she gets rid of the rot in her heart.

Yellowfang is made a Warrior and becomes mates with Raggedpelt when she saves his life, but she discovers that she has Forced Physical Empathy. Russetfur and Boulder join Shadowclan.

Oakkit is made an apprentice a week early after he and Crookedpaw find and save Willowkit and Graykit.

Lionheart and Goldenflower are given to Speckletail, who had a stillborn litter. (Mintkit and Pigeonkit).

Goosefeather gets his vision of Moonflower's death. He fakes the Windclan sign, sending them into battle. He tells Moonflower that he trusts her the most with the hardest job, sending her into Hawkheart's den...

Reedfeather takes Willowkit and Graykit.

Sagewhisker puts pressure on Yellowfang to be a medicine cat. Shadowclan is attacked by Proto-Bloodclan/Ex - Blood Seekers to 'rescue' Russetfur and Boulder. After the battle, Stonetooth retires and Raggedpelt is made deputy despite protests that he hasn't had an apprentice yet - but Leader's Word Is Law. Meanwhile...

Yellowfang concedes the night after to become a medicine cat, but she and Raggedpelt fight before she suggests being secret mates. No one has to know. Sagewhisker is EXTREMELY anti- med cats having mates, but Sagewhisker also tricked her by only teaching her how to suppress her power AFTER Yellowfang agreed to be a medicine cat. Meanwhile...

Pinestar meets with Shanty again, eating kibble and loving the twoleg den she shows him. MEANWHILE.

Reedfeather is murdered by Hailstar, and the kits are brought home. Riverclan would die for kits with even a drop of Riverclan blood in their veins.

Pinestar gets a sign from Doestar that a child of his will have great power, and potential to destroy the Clans.

Bluepaw and Snowpaw receive their warrior names. Snowflower and Bluemoon. Crookedpaw becomes Crookedjaw.

Tigerstar, Nightkit and Mistfang are born.

Brightsky dies giving birth to Leopardstar, Carpkit, Waterfern, and Oatkit.

Yellowfang realizes she is pregnant.

Frostfur is born, Brindleface is found in the forest days later and the 2 are raised in the nursery together.

Pinestar leaves Thunderclan to be a kittypet, preventing Sunfall from getting any lives.

Socks, Smoke, and Scourge are born.

Stormtail and Dappletail have kits. Cricketfang and Featherkit. Featherkit is deaf, but passes from Fading Kitten syndrome.

Willowpelt is born.

Yellowfang takes care of Cloudpaw and earns her full name.

Spottedleaf and Redtail are born.

Snowflower is struck on the thunderpath and killed after chasing a Shadowclan patrol.

Tigerpaw sets his own future in motion, beating Tiny within an inch of his life.

Lizardstripe gives birth to Tangleburr, Deerfoot, Runningnose, and Bristlepaw.

Yellowfang gives birth to Brokenstar, Wishkit, and Hopekit. Wishkit is the stillborn, Hopekit is the one who passes after 20 minutes. Brokenkit has a horrible relationship with his foster family. Mudclaw hits him behind everyone's back, Bristlekit, Tanglekit and Deerkit bully him relentlessly, and while Lizardstripe is no longer a physically abusive Bad Mom, she isn't very attentive, and Raggedpelt is no help, allowing it to happen so long as Yellowfang stays away.

Blackpaw makes friends with Brokenkit, and when Brokenkit becomes an apprentice with his siblings, Brokenpaw kills Bristlepaw, pushing him over the gorge. Blackpaw inadvertently covers for him without understanding what happened.

Sagewhisker has a heart attack.

Cedarstar passes from kidney failure and old age.

Raggedstar is leader and names Foxheart his deputy, taking her as a mate to hurt Yellowfang.

Greencough sweeps, killing Lizardfang, Mudclaw, and taking Raggedstar's first life.

Rotflower dies.

Mudfur and Adderfang duel, and Mudfur kicks his ass before becoming a medicine cat. Thistleclaw, growing more hateful towards Riverclan but also towards the weak, kills Adderfang. Sparrowpelt is made temporary Deputy but it's clear he doesn't like it.

Shellheart has a painful lump in his chest, he retires. Crookedjaw is made deputy.

Spottedpaw and Tigerpaw are best of friends with mutual crushes, but neither can act on them.

Brokentail is given his name early, and he tries to kill Tanglepaw only to be stopped at the last second by Yellowfang.

Tigerclaw saves Redpaw from a hawk.

Bluemoon gets pregnant at Fourtrees.

Foxheart dies. Frogtail is made deputy, he mentored Flintfang.

Crookedstar ascends to leadership, rejecting Rotflower's life, leaving him with 8 instead of 9 and leaving her in the Dark Forest.

Mistystar, Stonefur, and Mosskit are born. Bluemoon genuinely becomes mates with Thrushpelt. She is poly.

Morningkit, Swancall, and Splashkit are born. Morningkit and Splashkit do not survive their first night however.

Mosskit dies on the way to Riverclan.

Heatherstar dies from Greencough, she is the only victim that season.

Bluemoon becomes Deputy. Sunstar was under a huge amount of pressure to make Thistleclaw deputy. Everyone in the clan liked him.

Thunderclan and Windclan tensions begin, and a battle nearly breaks out, but Tallstar does not want to have unnecessary fights. Redtail no longer follows Tigerclaw, seeing his toxic influence.

Ashfoot is born.

Onestar is born.

Morningflower is born. The 3 are best friends.

Longtail and Heatherwish are born to Patchpelt and Bluebellfur. Sadly, Bluebellfur dies during their birth.

Bloodclan has kicked into full swing. Scourge throws Ruby and Socks out. Socks starves, Ruby is found and becomes Smoke.

Sunstar sacrifices his single life to save Thunderclan from a huge dog.

Whitetail is born.

Goosefeather dies from a brain infection and dementia. His last words? "Fire... Fire..."

Brushpaw becomes Brushclaw, but Tansypaw hates being wild and leaves with Bailey.

Onewhisker gets more and more enamored with kittypet life, but pushes it down. For now...

Willowkit, Silverstream, and Minnowkit are born, but Willowkit and Minnowkit pass the day after their mother dies. Crookedstar has PPD and doesn't want to be around Silverkit for the first half-moon.

Frogtail dies. Brokentail is made deputy. When protests rise, Raggedstar gets almost violent. Leader's Word Is LAW. Who cares what you think? When Yellowfang tries to raise personal concerns, he hits her. When he comes crying to her, she says "what do you want me to do?"

Leopardfoot is killed, by what? I can't say. She just... Didn't wake up one day.

Dustpelt, Ravenpaw, and Cherryshine are born.

Sandstorm is found in the woods by Redtail and Runningwind. She is nursed by all Queens, but collides calling Redtail and Runningwind her dads.

Brokentail kills Raggedstar.

Thunderclan is struck by a Greencough plague, killing Robinwing, Fuzzypelt, Thrushpelt, Featherwhisker, Stonepelt, Windflight, and Poppydawn.

Riverclan beats Thunderclan in a Sunningrocks battle, Spottedleaf gets the Fire Alone Prophecy.

Windclan are raided and driven out, some Windclan cats flee too far.

Brokenstar exiles Yellowfang.

Cherrypaw fights off a fox by herself while returning from her visit to the Moonstone and is named Cherryshine due to this.

Tigerclaw murders Redtail. Meanwhile...

Rusty becomes Firepaw.

[andyztoyz]

the only remotely interesting things about tigerstars and brokenstars arcs is starclans differing ways they dealt with their parents. starclan berates brokenstars mother, yellowfang, because she is a medicine cat breaking their rules and they believe she deserves to be punished. brokenstars father, raggedstar, isn’t told anything by starclan.

starclan berates tigerstars father, pinestar, because of his decision to leave the clan, which is ALSO breaking their rules. tigerstars mother, leopardfoot, isn’t told anything by starclan.

starclan is the most interesting to me in this way where they UNDERSTAND that by not telling raggedstar and leopardfoot they are dooming them to ultimately see the horrors caused by their children, they just genuinely believe ANYTHING is better than breaking the code. starclan is so focused on punishing those who have betrayed them in their eyes (leafpool, yellowfang, pinestar, etc) that they have completely disregarded the effects their punishments are causing for the entirety of their people.

[bonefall]

I need you to know i will kill and die for your version of Brokenstar and Runningnose. First of: i love evil gay people. Second: IDK why but Brokenstar being a living curse- but his actually evil actions being entirely shaped by his culture is so... interesting to me. Like. man. The curse plays into when he becomes Cool Ass Tree Skyclan Protector Thing, and in some way it's almost... positive???? LIke. he's not evil because of the curse, and the curse is more a means to a healing of skyclan.... IDK this may sound batshit and i read ur posts wrong. also like. runningnoses dedication to like. a symbol of a great horror. idk. love and caring for something suppose to be Bad. I like this weird lil kitty cat.

YEAH MAN THATS IT

I feel strongly that nothing is inherently evil, and rage can be a good thing. There ARE things that you should be mad about. If you look closely you can see it's a theme I'm fond of-- Firestar, Thunderstar, and Brokenstar are furious at injustice and their anger is a fundamental part of them.

BB!Brokenstar isn't any one person's fault or responsibility. In life, he was an inevitability. The same selfishness that created him cradled the culture that would come to shape him.

Yellowfang couldn't change that. Lizardfang didn't abuse him evil. Raggedstar didn't spoil him rotten. Brokenstar was loved very much, and loved others in turn. BUT HE DIDN'T SEE CATS OF OTHER CLANS AS PEOPLE.

The way SKYCLAN was treated

The Curse is retribution; the Culture is what's evil, and must be changed.

Putting Brokenstar to rest is about healing. I didn't just pick the word Quietus out of nowhere-- it's something that brings an end to conflict. It's peace.

And Runningnose loves him. Shares his passions, drinks in the respect and power Brokenstar naturally commands. He'll go to any extreme for him, provide him with anything, kill for him, help him cover up murder...

Loves him so much it stretches beyond words, loves him so much he would let him go. There is no Land Mar waiting for him in Hell, because his worst nightmare was the simple idea of living without him.

I can't be normal about them either lmao. Sir it is my emotional support evil couple for which there is simply no heterosexual explaination.

[sidglorious]

sometimes when I read warrior cats opinions here it really feels like what some of you are waiting from the saga is an episode of bluey where every relationship is safe and everyone is happy in the end (I love bluey tho)

But like... Showing abuse violence injuries ableism etc etc is important too, horror in fiction is important

That's why I love ashfur as a vilain (and hate him as a character), he's a very normal vilain, every person who dates men had an ashfur in their life. He's more terrifying than most of the dark forest cats to me.

I hate the sentence yellowfang told to give him pardon tho, "his only crime was to love too much", it's a really misogynistic take here.