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BREAKING:

AL SHIFA MEDICAL COMPLEX.

At least 140 Palestinians were executed among them are children

The building that the Israeli occupation blew up this morning in Al-Shifa Medical Complex is the nerve center of the health sector in Gaza City and its north.

All the heart devices, X-ray imaging, and magnetic resonance imaging equipment in Gaza were destroyed after the specialized building was bombed today.

The specialized building destroyed by the occupation contained the largest drug store in the Gaza Strip.

The Israeli burned homes last night that were sheltering civilians.

There are families trapped and starving in Al-Shifa Medical Complex since the occupation army entered it days ago.

“Israel bombing targets any moving object inside and around Al-Shifa Medical

Complex.

Communications are still cut off with everyone inside Al-Shifa Medical Complex.

There is no truth to the claims about the israli army withdrawing from Al-Shifa

Medical Complex.

Source - Quds Network

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THIS JUST HAPPENED

(around 7.25pm, Nov 23, Palestine time)

please please PLEASE do not stop speaking just because of a temporary ceasefire. please. some of you will have holidays but please take a few minutes out of your day to voice out. and if you can, perhaps do not celebrate and instead protest and keep emailing reps and posting about a complete ceasefire. please.

while some of us will be breathing a sigh of relief over the temporary ceasefire, people will STILL be dying. people ARE still dying. up until the very last minute. they’ve intensified their attacked. there is no “pause” for them.

please. your festivals come every year but these people… these children… once they’re gone, they’re gone. there will be no next year for them.

please keep speaking up. we’re not done yet. please.

HERE’S HOW YOU CAN HELP

m’not sure about donations still because the ceasefire doesn’t mean money will get to gaza right away BUT!!! care for gaza, the e-sims, hirbawi, and palaction are all donations you can make even with a blockade.

other than that, please sign all the petitions, join the campaigns and contact your reps using the various options provided. AND PLEASE remember to boycott companies listed by BDS

current death toll

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Featherkit - Featherpaw - Feathertail

Featherkit was always self-conscious. She knew from the beginning about her father being a ThunderClan cat before she and her brother were born, and she knew the Clan only brought her in because she was Crookedstar’s granddaughter. She often wondered if she would have been cast out if her mother wasn’t so highly respected in RiverClan.

She was always close to her foster mother, Mosspelt, who snarled at cats who gave her strange looks, especially elders and senior warriors. Birchbelly would lash his tail when Graystripe passed him and Shadepelt snapped at him when he tried to pick from the fresh-kill pile first. Blackclaw stared at the kits with unmasked anger, whispering to his Clanmates. Stormkit never seemed to mind, but Featherkit did.

Featherkit was apprenticed to Mistyfoot, who could relate to her, both being half ThunderClan. Mistyfoot always treated her well, never badmouthing her, never snapping, never getting angry. She was a levelheaded warrior, and an excellent mentor to Featherpaw. Featherpaw was open to speak with Mistyfoot about her worries of what the other warriors thought of her, and Mistyfoot comforted her, telling her that when it was revealed she was half ThunderClan, many warriors turned their backs on her.

Still, Featherkit tried her best to show that she was a RiverClan cat at heart. She’d eat fish, which she liked very much, and waded in the shallows of the river, which she didn’t like as much as she wished she did. Luckily she warmed up to the feeling of water washing her pelt, but she still doesn’t like swimming in the deeper river areas.

Featherpaw loved Mistyfoot dearly. When Leopardstar was considering banishing Graystripe from RiverClan, Mistyfoot would promise her she’d talk the leader out of it. When TigerClan overtook RiverClan, Mistyfoot was always there to comfort her, sharing her nest and promising everything would be okay.

Feathertail became a warrior not long after the battle against BloodClan. No matter what any cat said, she was a RiverClan warrior, and nothing could change that. Graystripe might still be tied to ThunderClan and Firestar, but she was no doubt loyal to her family in RiverClan.

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I'm uh. I'm gonna redraw my Chosen cats drawings cause I'm unhappy with them lmao. I'll do that soon.

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Leafkit - Leafpaw

Leafkit knew from the moment she opened her eyes she wanted to be a medicine cat. She dreamed of being Cinderpelt’s apprentice, and she itched for her ceremony. She knew every herb even before she was apprenticed, spending every moment she could in the medicine den. She’d tell Squirrelkit everything she knew, and her sister would listen intently.

Leafkit knew from the moment she opened her eyes that her and Squirrelkit had a connection. She felt her sister beside her every moment of every day, checking on her, making sure she was okay. Sometimes, she could even hear her thoughts. Once, as an apprentice, Leafpaw was missing an herb in her store, and Squirrelpaw brought the herb she needed home.

Leafpaw was usually the one getting Squirrelpaw out of trouble, giving excuse after excuse to Firestar and Dustpelt. She knew the moment Squirrelpaw was in trouble and she rushed to her side, making sure she was alright, and explaining to her father and her sister’s mentor what had happened, even if it wasn’t exactly true.

One thing Leafkit didn’t think she’d have to deal with in the medicine den was loneliness. She was apprenticed to Cinderpelt, and she was excited, and sure cats came in and out of the medicine den every now and then with thorns in their paws or a cut or two, but she didn’t have many friends.

However, Sorrelpaw was a cat, alongside Squirrelpaw, who was happy to listen to Leafpaw’s discoveries, seeing how poultices were made. When Sorrelpaw was injured by a monster, she spent her time in the medicine den listening to Leafpaw happily explain what each herb that she applied to her did, showing her what she was doing and how much of each herb she put in. Sorrelpaw and Leafpaw were incredibly close, and could tell each other anything.

Leafpaw is still figuring herself out. She knows she has a great destiny ahead of her, but she doesn’t know what it is. What could StarClan have in plan for her and her sister?

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Squirrelkit - Squirrelpaw

Squirrelkit was always adventurous; from the day she opened her eyes she was bustling around camp, finding every nook and cranny. She knows the whole place like the back of her paw. She even got out of camp a few times, much to her sister’s dismay. Squirrelkit was a pain in the neck, that’s for sure, but Leafkit loved her.

Squirrelkit always knew she was different. She often had these strange, out of body experiences. She found herself in Leafkit’s fur when her sister was in danger, and rushed to her aid, whether it was a thorn in her paw, or an angry warrior snapping at her. Sometimes, she even tasted what her sister tasted, heard what her sister heard. She knew before anyone else did that Leafkit wanted to be a medicine cat, and Leaf didn’t even have to tell her.

Squirrelpaw was apprenticed to Dustpelt, and every cat knew why: Dustpelt would stay on top of her, never taking his eyes off her no matter what. But with moons of practice, Squirrelpaw knew how to get out from under Dustpelt’s watchful eye. She’d always wait for his back to be turned for just a heartbeat, and she’d race off, scurrying away into the forest.

Squirrelpaw often visited her sister in the medicine den. They were joined by the hip. Squirrelpaw knows all about herbs thanks to her sister, she’d listen to her ramble about it anyday. Squirrelpaw knew how lonely the medicine den could get. She’d sometimes even join Leafpaw in her nest, sleeping beside her. Sometimes, on lonely nights, she felt like her sister was beside her even if she was across camp in the medicine den.

Firestar eventually realized she was causing trouble more and more, and began going on patrols with her, as Dustpelt’s second-in-command. He suffocated Squirrelpaw, never letting her leave his side. That was probably one of the reasons Squirrelpaw sort of dislikes her father. She loves him, of course she does, but it seemed he never let her have fun. Even as a kit, he treated her like she was destined for greatness. She was the leader’s daughter, after all. She felt like she couldn’t fill his pawsteps. Leafpaw was a great medicine cat, Sandstorm was a highly respected warrior, most likely Firestar’s definite choice as deputy after Whitestorm would eventually retire. What was Squirrelpaw? The bubbly, ditzy apprentice no cat seemed to like . . .

Squirrelpaw knows that she can’t always be like this. You’re only an apprentice once, right? Why not have some fun. Eventually she’d settle down. Still, she always feels dismay and fear when she thinks of the future. Will she be a great warrior like Sandstorm? Or a leader like Firestar? What does her future hold? Only time could tell.

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Featherkit - Featherpaw - Feathertail

Featherkit was always self-conscious. She knew from the beginning about her father being a ThunderClan cat before she and her brother were born, and she knew the Clan only brought her in because she was Crookedstar’s granddaughter. She often wondered if she would have been cast out if her mother wasn’t so highly respected in RiverClan.

She was always close to her foster mother, Mosspelt, who snarled at cats who gave her strange looks, especially elders and senior warriors. Birchbelly would lash his tail when Graystripe passed him and Shadepelt snapped at him when he tried to pick from the fresh-kill pile first. Blackclaw stared at the kits with unmasked anger, whispering to his Clanmates. Stormkit never seemed to mind, but Featherkit did.

Featherkit was apprenticed to Mistyfoot, who could relate to her, both being half ThunderClan. Mistyfoot always treated her well, never badmouthing her, never snapping, never getting angry. She was a levelheaded warrior, and an excellent mentor to Featherpaw. Featherpaw was open to speak with Mistyfoot about her worries of what the other warriors thought of her, and Mistyfoot comforted her, telling her that when it was revealed she was half ThunderClan, many warriors turned their backs on her.

Still, Featherkit tried her best to show that she was a RiverClan cat at heart. She’d eat fish, which she liked very much, and waded in the shallows of the river, which she didn’t like as much as she wished she did. Luckily she warmed up to the feeling of water washing her pelt, but she still doesn’t like swimming in the deeper river areas.

Featherpaw loved Mistyfoot dearly. When Leopardstar was considering banishing Graystripe from RiverClan, Mistyfoot would promise her she’d talk the leader out of it. When TigerClan overtook RiverClan, Mistyfoot was always there to comfort her, sharing her nest and promising everything would be okay.

Feathertail became a warrior not long after the battle against BloodClan. No matter what any cat said, she was a RiverClan warrior, and nothing could change that. Graystripe might still be tied to ThunderClan and Firestar, but she was no doubt loyal to her family in RiverClan.

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Greenleaf Visitors

WindClan is definitely different from the other Clans when it comes to being split down the middle with Moor Runners and Tunnelers, but another odd tradition they have is when four or five rogues come and visit them in the Greenleaf. This started in the leader before Heatherstar, Beestar’s, time, when Bess, Reena, and their mother, Wee Hen, who were seeking refuge during a bad Greenleaf storm.

As the storm passed, WindClan got to know the rogues. Wee Hen’s mate, Hornet, passed away a moon before to a dog attack. They were still grieving the loss of their father and mate, and Beestar let them stay after the storm ended. The Clan spent their time caring for the she-cats, no cat seemed to mind they were there.

Before they left, they promised they’d be back soon. Beestar gladly let them continue coming, and when she passed away, the loners grieved for her just like the rest of the Clan.

Time went on, Reena became a kittypet, Wee Hen passed away, and Bess had two kits with a tom named Algernon, Reena and Hen. They returned to WindClan every Greenleaf, and the WindClan warriors always welcomed them with open arms.

When Sparrow joined their group and seemed to kill Sandygorse, and Talltail sought out to kill him, the loners decided they’d stop visiting the WindClan cats. Reena was heartbroken. She only spent a few moons in WindClan camp, but the thought of never seeing Talltail or the other WindClan cats made her upset. She decided to leave her mother and father and found her own path. She traveled to the ocean, then back to WindClan every Greenleaf.

On her travels, she met another she-cat named Aster. She had a black pelt speckled with white spots. Aster and Reena became mates, and soon enough had kits of their own, two she-cats and a tom. They named the two torties Tall and Acacia and the black-and-white tom Clover.

Reena and Aster are on their way to WindClan, with their three kits, now about the age of a newly made warrior, behind them, telling them all about WindClan and the story of Tallstar. Soon, they’ll be there. And soon the kits will know the legend of the Clans.

I found it stupid that Tallstar’s Revenge through all of WindClan’s traditions out the window in the end so here. They’ll be here soon.

EDIT: i forgot Reena is about as old as Tallstar lol so I made the kits a bit older lol . . .

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I'm finally getting off my ass and outlining again lol. Working on lots of books at once isn't easy . . . Still, I'm doing well. This and my AVOS rewrite are top priority rn, I'm hoping to start actually writing in a month or two. For now, I'm done with Crow, Squirrel, Leaf, and Feather's backstories, just need to work on Hawk, Moth, and Storm's ✊ they'll be up sometime this week.

Thanks for your patience. I'll upload when 20 final drafts are done.

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Crowkit - Crowpaw

Crowkit was born in a litter of four in a cold leafbare. He was born early along with his two sisters and one brother. Crowkit was the first born and the biggest of the bunch. His mother and father, Ashfoot and Deadfoot, were worried Downkit and Eaglekit passed away due to the cold, leaving Crowkit and Hillkit. Hillkit was a half a moon old when she died of greencough, and Ashfoot was terribly depressed because of this. She was fiercely loyal to Crowkit, barely letting him leave the nursery.

Unfortunately for Ashfoot, Crowkit was having none of this. The kitten was very close to his father, who became a Tunneler after Tallstar brought back their secret of WindClan. Crowkit was in awe of his father and his profession, saying that he’d become a Tunneler one day just like him. Thanks to his adventurous nature, he was often sneaking out of camp to explore the tunnels his father spoke of so much. He was able to catch his father’s scent and follow it from the heart of WindClan all the way to Fourtrees.

For being Deadfoot’s son, he was apprenticed to Tallstar himself. Crowpaw was pretty spoiled by WindClan, giving him a “holier-than-thou” complex. Mix that with his self-hatred and depression, he became a snappy, angry apprentice who thinks he can do anything.

However, he was three moons old when Deadfoot passed away during the battle against BloodClan. Ashfoot was distraught at the death of her mate. Mudclaw was chosen as the next deputy of WindClan, and Ashfoot decided for Crowkit that he’d become a Moor Runner. Crowkit wasn’t happy about this, but he was too upset to argue.

Crowpaw often wonders what his life would be like if one of his siblings grew up beside him: would he be happier? Would Ashfoot be happier? He was old enough to remember Hillkit and when he got sick. When she was in the medicine den, Ashfoot commanded him to stay away from her, no matter how much he wanted to be with his sister. He often visits his siblings' and Deadfoot’s grave, wondering what would have happened if he was someone else’s kit, or if he was born in a different Clan.

If he wasn’t Deadfoot’s kit . . . would cats treat him like they did now?

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Bramblekit - Bramblepaw - Brambleflower

Bramblekit was born to Tigerstar and Goldenflower, beside Tawnykit, not long before his father was exiled from ThunderClan. Bramblekit was close to Snowkit in the nursery. He was often mocked for looking so much like his father, and was surprised when he found his father was so kind to him and his sister, Tawnykit, when Darkstripe took him out to meet him.

Both him and Tawnykit got hisses and spits as they walked around camp, the senior warriors and elders giving them harsh glares. Goldenflower told them both that they'd always get lots of mouse-dung from their Clanmates, but they had to prove to them that they weren't their father. Still, Bramblekit didn't know if he could prove that to his Clan. He didn't know who he was.

Bramblekit noticed the Clan deputy, Fireheart, giving him odd stares, looking at him with wide eyes. Unlike the other cats in camp, Bramblekit never saw any fear in his eyes. Only wonder and sympathy.

Bramblepaw was apprenticed to Fireheart, and Tawnypaw's mentor was Frostfur. The first moon as fine. Bramblepaw enjoyed being mentored by Fireheart, but he still saw him sending him worried glances. Bramblepaw couldn't confront him. What if Fireheart and the Clan was right? What if he did become his father?

After Tawnypaw left, things in ThunderClan became worse. Often, older warriors would sneer at Bramblepaw, asking if he'd run away like his sister, too. Instead of moping, Bramblepaw stepped up and began showing the Clan that he was a loyal, ThunderClan warrior, striving to be the cat his mother saw in him.

Lots of cats noticed the change. Snowpaw and him became closer again, his nephew, Thornclaw, began giving him hunting tips, and Fireheart's attitude toward him changed. Bramblepaw was exceedingly proud of Fireheart when he became leader.

One day, Firestar pulled Bramblepaw aside, telling him about his days as a kittypet, before he joined ThunderClan. He told Bramblepaw that every cat thought that, one day, Firepaw would run back to his Twolegs, saying that life as a warrior was too hard for a soft kittypet like him. Then he proved himself, became a great, respected warrior, and now was leader.

Firestar told Bramblepaw that whenever he saw him in the nursery, he could only remember Tigerclaw and how horrible he was during his time in ThunderClan. Now he realized that he was treating Bramblepaw like everyone treated him, as if he was a cat he never was and never will be. Firestar promised Bramblepaw that he no longer saw him as his father, but a young cat blooming into a terrific warrior.

When Tigerstar died, Bramblepaw was torn. He knew what Tigerstar did to ThunderClan, but that was his father, they still shared blood. He fought hard in the battle against BloodClan, and understood when Tawnypaw decided to stay in ShadowClan. He was happy to see his sister happy with her new mentor, Oakfur.

He and Tawnypaw spoke after the battle. Tawnypaw explained to Bramblepaw that, just because they’re Tigerstar’s father, that doesn’t mean they have to love him. He did horrible things to them, and he doesn’t deserve their love or their grief.

Bramblepaw returned home. His heart swelled when Snowpaw was named Snowheart, and his former denmate had promised him he'd be next.

He shared a den with shortly with Sorrelpaw, Rainpaw, and Sootpaw, and he became close to the siblings, especially Sorrelpaw, who he had to admit he had a small crush on for a while. He became Brambleflower, named after his wonderful mother. Goldenflower never looked so proud.

Still. Brambleflower still got looks from older warriors, elders, cats from other Clans, his own grandparents. He still had doubts. And he still felt strange about his father. Maybe, one day, he'd prove to his Clan that he wasn't who they thought they were. Maybe he'd prove that to himself as well.

It . . . is finished. Wow. Sorry for the silence lol.

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crowpaw: brambleclaw can we stop at mcdonalds

brambleclaw: didnt u just ask stormfur

crowpaw: ya but he said no

brambleclaw: then why are you asking ME

crowpaw: bc hes not the boss of u.

brambleclaw, struggling: *dont fall for it dont fall for it dont fall for it dont fall for it dont fall for it-*

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The Stars

The stars are highly respected in the Clans. The Clans have made many stories based off constellations they drew in the sky, for example, the Lion and the Snake, the story of Sunpelt and the vicious Mouthclaw, the Tiger, the story of how they got their stripes, the Leopard, the story of how they got the river, and the Badger, who has an unknown origin. There are many more, the Old Owl of the Owl Tree, the Great Sycamore, the Crows, the River of Stars, too many to count.

The whole sky is Gray Wing's pelt, and inside lives Silverpelt, who makes up the long stretch of stars what is considered to be StarClan warriors' home. Silverpelt always shines down on Her Clans, sending down Her fallen warriors to their former Clan, and Gray Wing's pelt consists of the constellations and stories of the Clans.

Often, it's WindClan who knows the most aboit the constellations and the story of Gray Wing and Silverpelt, since they're the closest to the stars. Often, older WindClan warriors are seen telling apprentices of these stories, passing them on to generation after generation.

The brightest stars in Silverpelt are usually leaders or medicine cats, especially cats who were highly respected in their time. Shadowstar, Riverstar, Thunderstar, Skystar, and Windstar all have their place near the top of the Silverpelt's pelt, shining bright down on the Clans they created. No star is nearly as bright as them.

StarClan is important to the Clans, though there are many who believe they shouldn't think of them as highly as they do. The Stars aren't the answer to everything.

Hhh, here's another lore story. I've always loved the idea of Gray Wing being considered the entire sky and constellations, and I love the idea of Silverpelt sort of being considered a God to the Clans. The constellation stories will be touched upon in the books, but I might make a few posts about the Old Owl, the River of Stars, and possibly the Badger, but that one will be touched upon in Moonrise.

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You did the tawnykit->Tawnypaw->Tawnypelt thing, and I was wondering if you were going to do it with the other chosen cats?

Yep yep yep! Also Hawkfrost and Motwing! I just want to finish drawing them first lol.

Quick edit: I'm also gonna do Squirrelpaw, Leafpaw, and Stormfur lol. I forgot for a sec.

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Chosen cats with and without their Clan symbols.

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Tawnykit - Tawnypaw - Tawnypelt

Tawnykit was born to Goldenflower and Tigerclaw of ShadowClan, not long before her father was exiled from her birth Clan for trying to murder their leader, Bluestar, in cold blood. Tawnykit was a chatty, outgoing kit in the nursery, but outside, with the warriors who glared at her and judged her for her father’s crimes, she was shy and reserved. She didn’t know what her father had done, nor why her and her brother deserved to be punished for their father’s actions.

Bramblekit and Tawnykit were close as could be as kits. But … After their apprentice ceremony, Tawnypaw began to focus more on training than family. She hunted more than any other cat to feed the elders and queens, trained harder than any apprentice, and was even found sneaking out at night to do some training alone. Still, even though she trained and hunted better than any cat in ThunderClan, no cat trusted her. Her mentor, Frostfur, tried her best to defend her apprentice, but Tawnypaw could still see fear in Frostfur’s eyes when she battle trained a bit too roughly, or accidentally snuck up on her.

One night, Darkstripe, a cat Tawnykit knew was close to Tigerclaw, took Tawnykit and her brother out to meet their father. Tawnykit and Bramblekit looked a lot like him, they realized, and he wasn’t as bad as the Clan was making him out to be. He’d take Tawnykit and Bramblekit out to stargaze. Then after every meeting, he’d tell them that no cat loved him more than he did, and even if they were separated, they were still kin: “Still,” he’d say, his eyes glimmering with feigned sadness, “I miss you kits every day, and I hope for a day that we can be together once more.” And with a nuzzle and a lick from their father, they’d return home with Darkstripe, even more confused as to why ThunderClan hated them.

It wasn’t until Tawnypaw’s own grandfather, Smallear, had cruelly mocked her for her father’s crimes, only because she was late to fixing his bedding, saying she’d end up just like her father. Sick of the Clan’s accusations, Tawnypaw decided to leave to ShadowClan and her father in the middle of the night, never to be seen in ThunderClan again. Bramblepaw tried to convince her to stay, but she didn’t listen. She only remembered her father telling her how much he loved her, and thought about how great it’d be to be in the same Clan as him, finally.

Things didn’t go as she thought they would.

Tigerstar took her under his wing, as her mentor, and, though she was excited at first, she quickly realized this wasn’t what she had been expecting. Her father forced her to battle the other apprentices with unsheathed claws, telling her that soon she’d be a great leader like he was. Even though guilt wormed under her pelt, Tawnypaw felt powerful whenever the other apprentices cowered as she walked by.

When she was forced to watch Stonefur get brutally murdered by Blackfoot and Darkstripe, she felt sick for nights on end, unable to sleep without the horrid sight of Stonefur’s bleeding, torn open form flashing behind her eyelids.

But this is what she wanted. She wanted her father in her life, she wanted to be feared, she wanted to watch the cats who wronged her cower as she entered their line of sight.

Didn’t she?

After Tigerstar died to Scourge, Tawnypaw was once again plagued by nightmares. ShadowClan was in ruins, and now that her father, who had protected Tawnypaw thanks to being Clan leader, was dead, Tawnypaw was mocked and bullied by the other apprentices. She felt worse than ever, worse than she could have felt even in ThunderClan. She pondered rejoining her brother in her birth Clan when a certain cat changed her mind.

As she wallowed in sadness in her nest, Tawnypaw was shoved roughly and she realized there was a cat standing over her, his eyes narrow. Oakfur. He told her to get up and stop all this nonsense. Surprised, Tawnypaw followed his orders. Oakfur told her that Tawnypaw is a true ShadowClan apprentice, no matter where she came from. Tawnypaw asks why he thinks that, and Oakfur seems embarrassed, explaining that one of his mates, Ratscar, was once a WindClan cat, before he was stolen by ShadowClan and Brokenstar. He has seen what not being in your birth Clan can do to someone, and he can see she’s struggling as well.

Tawnypaw trains with Oakfur as her unofficial mentor until Blackstar becomes leader and makes it official. After moons of hard work and training, Tawnypaw becomes Tawnypelt. She thanks Oakfur for his help, glad she had such a good tom as a mentor, especially after Tigerstar’s cruelty.

Still. She can’t help but miss the fear that sparked in other cat’s eyes when she walked past them. She missed the power she’d had when her father was leader.

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Warriors The New Prophecy: A Summary