#GrayMoons

[greycryingcorner]

Drew my jjk dotter! I already wrote chapter 1 for them! gonna put it up on ao3 and here soonish once im out of new acc shadowban </3

Some info on Moon will come after chapter 1 gets posted!

[yatgb]

Describe your version of SkyClan to me, please I beg 🙏

SPOTTY HELLO rubs my little hands together I'd be so glad to do that

Putting a lot under the cut bc this got LONG lmfao

So, for my OC FanClans, SkyClan never died out. The territories and landscape is also completely different and some would say even magical, as there's different climates there that absolutely should not be right next to each other. Their main camp is in a Grand Canyon type gorge, a massive pit with walls of pure stone encasing the camp and their dens are carved out from the walls. To get out of the pit there's several ledges and slopes.

To survive in SkyClan, you need to learn to jump, and jump high— If anything, to get out of camp. They put heavy care into their paws and legs, and it's not uncommon to find warriors with leaves and cobwebs acting as braces as an extra layer of protection.

There is a problem in the gorge, in the form of an especially stubborn massive pack of moles that have plagued their underground territories. They're a good source of prey... if a warrior can manage to kill them before massive claws take their eyes out.

Since SkyClan never fell, the resentment towards the other Clans for casting them out only grew with each generation. Eventually, they denounced StarClan, for they felt that their ancestors would never let something so tragic happen to them. Their SkyClan ancestors in StarClan realized this too, and they defected to form their own Clan among the stars to guide their own living generations. This defection is called MoonClan, and instead of a shimmering pelt of stars, these ghostly ancestors sport a layer of dust over their fur, and spotted eyes resembling that of the moon itself. Due to denouncing StarClan, their leaders don't take the -star suffix. Instead, they take the -moon suffix and treat it with the highest regard.

It's rare that a cat is given 'star' as a prefix or a suffix, still, but not unheard of. They also have a list of honorary prefixes and suffixes that go to those who do something of high value for the Clan, such as defend camp from a large predator or save the Clan from a hunger spell or widespread sickness. These include,

Full-

New-

Waxing-

Waning-

Half-

-phase

-crater

Currently, the Clan is being led by the hard-edged and bitter Graymoon, a tom who was brought up into SkyClan from birth and never quite seemed to make peace with how badly his Clan suffered. He promised to protect his Clan with everything he had to offer, and quickly rose in popularity among the Clan. His strong skills and willpower made him an easy pick for deputy, and he leads his Clan with a no-nonsense attitude.

SkyClan still holds their tradition of allowing Daylight Warriors, but under stricter rules than others would think. In fact, the Warrior Code was rewritten to accommodate these new rules;

Your warrior duties and serving the Clan come before you return to your Twoleg nests. You will be exiled from SkyClan if you neglect your duty.

Every Daylight Warrior must arrive to SkyClan camp by dawn, and are forbidden from leaving SkyClan territory until dusk, unless an exception is given.

A Daylight Warrior cannot become deputy, under any circumstances. If a Daylight Warrior wishes to become deputy, they must wholly reject their kittypet life.

Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to MoonClan for its life. If a warrior is seen favoring Twoleg kibble over prey, they will be cast out for dishonoring MoonClan's gifts.

Graymoon keeps a closer eye on his Daylight Warriors than his others, if anything to ensure that they're following the rules set by them and aren't wasting space in the Clan.

SkyClan is huge- perhaps too big for one cat to rule. Several cats have proposed the idea of multiple leaders and deputies, but MoonClan always rejected the idea. It was a mystery for a while, until the medicine cats began receiving prophecies and messages of the Clans reuniting. Graymoon, at first, dismissed these prophecies and tried to ignore what was coming, but the medicine cats encouraged him to make peace with the Clans returning. Externally he did, but inwardly he wants nothing more than for all four of the Clans to disappear, just as their ancestors wished for them.

Annndddd that's about where it picks up by the time the main gang gets there in Arc 4! Hijinks ensue, character development happens, etc etc I haven't planned too much out but its absolutely gonna be a doozy and I'm fuckign vibrating just thinking about them

[wrenqueenisboss]

WIFE HELLO ITS IS ME EM GRAYMOON I SNATCHED TOROS PHONE (my old mod and one of my best friends) I MISSEDD YOUUUU BUT I JUST WANTED TO CHECK ON YOU HOW ARE YOU?

EM HOLY FUCKING SHIT ITS SO NICE TO HEAR FROM YOU

(THANK YOU TORO!!!)

i’m doing good generally. today has really sucked, but i’m otherwise great

hbu?

[blog-on-a-log]

HELLO LOG TIS I EM GRAYMOON ON MOD TORIS CELLULAR DEVICE HOW ARE YOU MY DEAREST /p

OH MY GOD. EM.

[spextered]

SPEC ITS ME EM GRAYMOON ON MOD TORIS PHONE HOW ARE YOU I MISSED YOU

holy shittt !!!!

welcome back, thats epic, how are you???

[chronalshifts]

10 ;) also 24, 44, 45, 48-50

character superlative asks!

10. is the hottest?

atm i simply Cannot stop thinking abt jim "coyotelad" graymoon (my boi for a western oneshot > https://pin.it/3FwiCNb). he is sexy in a rat kind of way <3

but serious answer JSNSNK probably reyva... arcane magic tattoos PLUS buff as hell PLUS Tall ™ PLUS sexey sunblade... and also the fact that she would've taken oath of devotion if her paladin level had gotten high enough 🥴

24. would win a battle royale with all the others?

probably willow! she had 20s in dex AND strength, had an extra reaction from her time spent in the shadowfell (magic fuckery ❤), had over 200 hp by the end of her campaign, and had a magic glaive with a super long reach! plus sentinel feat, which means if anyone tries to run from her she turns them into salami <3

but if they were all at the same level, i'd probably say someone like ashe (no biases here 💖) who had great damage spells as well as the ability to heal herself on a bonus action (healing word). and if she'd been able to take more levels in wildfire druid, her wildfire spirit would do a lot of the damage for her!

the rest are under the cut !

44. is the most like you?

OH BOY.... i mean, all of my ocs get a Little of my personality, as a treat. but i don't think any of them ended up being all that similar to me? or at least not to how i act on a regular basis lol. i think kaatima might be the most similar? amongst other things, she has a big perfectionist streak and a tendency to get upset if she's not sticking to the rules she's set for herself, which i can relate to a Whole Lot 😔✌

45. is the least like you?

again, i find it difficult to gauge my own personality nkndksn, but probably cipher? she's detached and cold and doesn't like to get her hands dirty helping others, and i find sticking to her character hard sometimes. but then again there are parts of her personality that are very similar to me (like her sense of humour and introverted-ness) so idk!

48. do you consider the most stereotypical / classic example of their class?

illumina! my tiefling light cleric! who was super devoted to her (now-dead) goddess and to her temple after they saved her life! she was prim and proper and disliked swearing or using her goddess' name in vain, but wasn't afraid to spill blood. she was my first ever cleric and she died at the end of her oneshot, which was prophetic rlly snksnks

49. is or was your favourite to roleplay?

i feel like everyone knew this bUT. ASHE MY BELOVED... she was SO much fun because she threw herself wholeheartedly into everything she did, from fights to friendships, and had enough faith in herself and her party to believe that they could make the world a better place. also, sending and speak with plants are the best spells in dnd ❤ (clerics have the BEST potential for both drama and goofs, yes this is the hill i will die on)

50 answered!!

[gray--moon]

Cómo duele, que estés tan lejos.. durmiendo aqui en la misma cama, cómo duele.. tanta distancia aunque te escuché respirar estás a cientos de kilómetros y duele, quererte tanto, fingir que todo está perfecto mientras duele.. gastar la vida tratando de localizar lo que hace tiempo se perdió.

[graymoon2-archive]

this post has been delayed by several days but

em graymoon’s guide to writing, formatting, and posting mcyt fanfiction

thank you to @dreamwvrld, @struggling-with-time, @anarchiststories, and @bunarise for their additions!

this covers everything from blog setup to the algorithm to making mutuals and more!

this will be in multiple steps and have as much info as i can think to include. feel free to rb or reply with any additional info! i’ve included reference posts by myself and some of my beloved mutuals <3

so you, dear reader. if you are interested in writing mcyt fanfiction, keep reading! its not hard, i promise.

a small disclaimer before i begin- none of this is for financial gain. you aren’t going to be paid. we all do this for fun. however, this doesn’t mean its okay for you to be harassed or have your writing stolen. writers are people, and we have lives.

step 1- make your blog

this is the simplest and most important step.

set up a theme however you want, fill out the bio, ect. if you already have a blog, you can use that! you’ll want to set up your pinned post with the following links (all of these are pretty optional except your masterlist)

references- x | x | x | x | x (dont steal peoples layouts)

a. masterlist- this contains all of your written works. mine are sorted by characters, but you can sort them other ways as well. you can find references here, here, and here from some of my mutuals

b. about me- self explanatory

c. requesting information (optional, only if your requests are open!) references: x | x | x | x

d. dni- self explanatory

you’ll want to set up all the links and such before you begin posting or writing.

(hot tip: requests are a great way to get ideas if you feel uninspired)

step two- actually write perhaps?

this is pretty easy if im honest so i’ll be including my best tips for writing here + what tends to be popular

1- do not feel pressured in any way to write or to meet a certain word count. this is supposed to be fun, don’t turn it into a task

2- pov, pov, pov. establish your pov from the start. you have three options; 1st [i, me, myself] (not very tumblr style, if you make x reader in 1st pov i’ll cry), 2nd [you, yours, yourself] (x reader is most commonly in this pov. its like 3rd but replace the pronouns with you), and 3rd [she/her, they/them, he/him, etc] (some x readers, mostly populated by character x character or other narrative style writing)

3- some characters do better on tumblr, some don’t. don’t look at the numbers too hard.

(hot tip: cc!dteam and cc!wibur fluff does the best.)

4- long fics or series need a plot layout. take my advice on this one. just lay out base events. thats it. it can be sarcastic, stupid, full of keysmashes, doesn’t matter. just get your base events down, and your brain will do the rest.

heres an example for a series im doing soon

like i said, doesn’t need to be perfect. it just needs to be.

5- headcannons are easy to make and easy to read (*cough cough you can get easy clout cough*)

6- make sure people know your requests are open (if you must, submit asks to yourself with whatever inspo you have and pretend it was an actual request)

7- make sure it follows boundaries (check @/smp-boundaries )

step 3- formatting

so here we are. you wrote. now we format.

a. images- some people add an image to the top of their posts, some dont. some use line breaks, some dont. whatever floats your boat. here are two line break images i use pretty often

just save them off the post and use them! credit to @sushisoot for the black one

(hot tip: look for macbook background images theyre usually a good size)

b. top of post information (aka: the hook- how will you draw potential reader’s attention?)

this is the formatting setup i'm using currently.

title

ship

line break image

masterlist- add masterlist link here-leads people to check out more works

summary- short 1-2 sentence summary of your writing

warnings- add tws here

pronouns- if in 2nd person put none used, if 3rd add the used pronouns (tumblr prefers 2nd and 3rd to 1st)

song rec- pretty optional, but i like to include one for fun

(word count)

line break image

first paragraph

add the cut (:readmore: +enter on app, insert using the formatting tools on web)

heres an example

another thing you want to add is a readmore. if your work is longer than 0.3k words, its a necessity. add it after the first paragraph (so you can pull readers in)

with this formatting, your authors note/ additional notes (a/n) goes at the end (usually some random note like “i listened to coconut mall on repeat while writing this”)

blank version:

masterlist

summary

warnings

pronouns

song rec

another option is the formatting i used to use, which is slightly more self explanatory

masterlist

ship- cc/c/au!(ch) x gn/f/m/au reader (ex- hs!au karl x gn!reader)

word count-

category- fluff/angst/hurt comfort

pronouns-

warnings-

a/n-

example

pretty simplistic, i just think its a bit long

blank version

masterlist

ship-

word count-

category-

pronouns-

warnings-

a/n-

(if you’re wondering what changed, i’m gay now /lh)

c. add a readmore i beg you (mobile tutorial) desktop is with text formatting stuff

d. consistency. keep your formatting style the same from post to post

e. if you start a taglist, keep a post where you list all of the tags and paste it at the bottom of fics (typically you want a taglist for any series you start)

f. tagging. this is how you actually get your post where you want it

most people use a tagging system similar to this (x reader specific, its what i write. if any other writers want to tell me how they tag ill add it in!)

mcyt, mcyt fanfiction, mcyt x reader, mcyt x you, dream smp, dream smp fanfiction, dream smp x reader, dream smp x you, [character] x reader, [character] x you, [character] x gn/f/m!reader, cc/c/[au]!character x reader, cc/c/[au]!character x you, cc/c/[au]!character x gn/f/m!reader

and for headcannons, just use multiple character specific tags along with the base mcyt and dream smp x reader tags (keep in mind, only the first 20 tags work, the other 10 are just for organization)

if you cross tag (use unrelated tags to your writing) i will come break your kneecaps. don’t do it.

step 4- actually posting

you made it! time to share your story with the simps fandom!

if you want maximum exposure, 8pm - 1 am est is a good bet. you can take advantage of the scheduling feature to make sure posts go up when you want.

step 5- making mutuals

the social game is a strange one, but i have more mutuals than i can count, so allow me to give you some advice.

1- be nice! reach out in their ask box, say hello, introduce yourself, ect

2- check on them every day or so, be a good friend

3- ask questions, discuss mutual interests, basic relationship stuff

if you’re scared, go on anon! send asks and get to know someone under the guise of an emoji or word. i did!

step 6- bust the algorithm

now look. im not saying this is the most ethical. but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do

a. send yourself requests so people know you accept them

b. self reblogs. it boosts your fic to followers in other timezones

c. literally just. ask for reblogs. put a little message that says “reblogs appreciated” or “please consider reblogging” like the more polite youtubers do. (reblogs boost your work in tags and spread it to other people)

d. if you have a fic, dm it to me! i love to read other peoples work!

feel free to dm me with any other questions! im happy to help

also allow me to plug- im a mod on a prompt blog called @promptplanetblr, we make prompts (duh) and there are some inspo playlists as well! if you feel uninspired go check it out!

[allywritesforfun]

if Boiled Onionrings loved you more than Graymoon hates capitalism they would drive to you

STOP I CANT STOP LAUGHING THIS IS SO FUNNY

@boiled-onionrings @graymoon2

[ao3feed-bakusquad]

Are these dates?

Are these dates? by graymoon

Bakugou realizes that he and Kirishima have been hanging out a lot. He doesn't know if they are dates or not but he knows he wouldn't mind. They go on dates while Bakugou tries to gain the courage to ask him out.

OR

bakugou kinda wants to date kirishima so he tries to impress him on these dates while kirishima is also trying to do the same. Bakugou will probably buy him gifts but they're going to be weird gifts cause he doesn't know how to buy them.

Words: 1769, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou

Additional Tags: Romantic Fluff, maybe some angst idk yet, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Pining Bakugou Katsuki, bad dates? or are they good dates? you tell me, weird gifts, i just want them to be together, Insecure Bakugou Katsuki

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29342286

[sad-little-toddler]

This is one of my OC's (credit to the original artist)

Vincent Graymoon

16 years old

Birthday: july 15

Height: 6'0 (182 cm)

Hybrid: ???/werewolf

Sexuality: Straight

Info: He grew up in a feirly estrict and conservative family with an emotionally abusive mother so he couldn't have a good or normal childhood.

Vincent was forbidden to have friends and girlfriends, especially if they were a human because most of his family were killed by hunters.

He is currently, Apollo's best and only friend and viceversa their family disapproves their friendship but they don't say shit because Mary (his mother) and Agna (Apollo mother) used to be besties in middle school.

He is under a lot of pressure and stress because he is the next Alpha of the pack, he developed anxiety and imposter syndrome.

He is the strongest of the pack, being able to lift four tons.

Curious fact: Vincent has claustrophobia, only Apollo knows about that because Vincent is afraid that his family uses his phobia for some kind of training.

Likes:

Cooking

Videogames

Tea

Making fun of Apollo for being short

Hanging out with Apollo

Anime

Dislikes:

His family (they are toxic af)

Feeling weak

School

Racist people

[wayward-warriors]

[blog-on-a-log]

i love space girl sm ! im literally so gay and i love space !!

told ya, em graymoon! :D

[cutecatpics]

Hugin GrayMoon, my heart and soul. Source: Crystal_Munnin on catpictures.

[climbdraws]

What about the name Graymoon?

riverclan !

[canon-notcanon-warriorcats]

Hi, this is kinda weird. I wrote a few chapter-like things for quite some of my newer characters.

Here it is:

Flamestar woke up with a yowl and leapt to his paws, fur bushing out, tail twitching, ears perked and eyes wide.

He quickly glanced at the smaller cat curled up next to him and was relieved to see his mate still asleep.

This didn’t hold long as Scorchfrost must have sensed her mate’s fear and blearily lifted her head, sky blue eyes having trouble focusing on the larger cat due to sleepiness.

After a few moments both cats needed, Flamestar to calm down and Scorchfrost to wake up, the white and red molly blinked up at the leader and asked, “Flamestar, are you alright?”

“I… do not know, Scorchfrost.” ,mumbled Flamestar and laid back down in their nest, tail curling around himself.

The molly stared at him before sighing and pushing against the bigger cat, so that Flamestar was forced to lift his tail and wrap it around the white and red cat that pressed into his side.

Scorchfrost nuzzled her face into Flamestar’s chest and mumbled into his fur, “I’m sure it was just a nightmare.”

With a soft sigh, Flamestar laid his head down onto his mate’s. He whispered, “It was horrible. I saw our Clan in pieces. I saw my warriors on the ground, writhing in pain and howling in agony, blood was everywhere… And I couldn’t find you, or Goldenpaw, Firestreak, or Blueheart anywhere!”

A shudder ran through him and Scorchfrost only pressed her face deeper into the tom’s chest fur.

She purred, “It’s okay, it was just a nightmare. But if it’ll make you feel better, I can ask Snowstalk to strengthen our border patrols and maybe ask Bristletail if he got a sign.”

“Thank you, Scorchfrost, but I don’t think that that will be necessary.” ,purred Flamestar lovingly and licked his mate’s red ears.

Scorchfrost mrrowed and soon fell back asleep, exhaustion from the past day catching up to her.

Flamestar was still awake for a while staring into the darkness of his den, unconsciously curling tighter around the molly nestled into his side.

Firestreak woke up with a yawn and thorough stretch, purring once his entire body was stretched.

His tail flicked and he glanced around the den he shared with Iceclaw, Leafbrook, Brightfur, Skystripe, Lightningstep, Thistlewing, Sunnyfeather and most importantly Graymoon, Firestreak’s maybe mate. Firestreak needed to ask her.

The red and yellow tom saw Sunnyfeather still in deep sleep, probably from her watch during the last night.

Next to Sunnyfeather was Brightfur with the smaller cat nuzzling into him.

Firestreak wondered if Thistlewing knew about his sister’s relationship with the other warrior.

He guessed no.

Firestreak sat up and arched his back, tail curling as well. Then he slid out of the den and padded onto the middle of his Clan’s camp.

LightClan warriors were already moving around, chatter audible in the warm sunlight shining onto the forest ground.

Firestreak scanned the camp until he saw Jaggedwhisker bending over a batch of herbs, looking focused with her gray striped tail twitching and large gray ears flicking occasionally.

The red and yellow tom bounded over to the small medicine cat and asked, rather loudly, “Hey Jaggedwhisker! Whatcha doing?”

The soft-furred white and gray striped cat jumped, literally, her fur bristling and making her seem bigger than she actually was.

The molly’s bright blue eyes swished to the young tom, and she relaxed immediately.

She sighed, “Firestreak, don’t surprise me like that, I could’ve messed this up!”

“Sorry… so… whatcha doing?” ,murmured the young cat.

Jaggedwhisker blinked up at him before sitting up, still significantly smaller than Firestreak.

She meowed, “I’m seeing what herbs we have and what we still need. Bristletail is still asleep, he was plagued by bad dreams. I sent Fernleap and Thunderpaw in the forest to find some herbs we desperately needed. Amberpaw is still inside the den sorting the herbs we still have in usable and unusable piles.”

“That’s, uh, nice. I actually just wanted to know what you were doing.” ,purred Firestreak in amusement.

He glanced around the camp, looking for his huge blue-gray and white cousin and asked, “Where’s Blueheart? Doesn’t he usually keep you company during this time?”

“I don’t know where he is. Wolfnose said she saw him leave the camp with Flamestar and Snowstalk early in the morning.” ,explained Jaggedwhisker nonchalantly.

Firestreak purred, he found the way those two cats loved each other adorable and he knew he wasn’t the only one.

Blueheart was a massive, long-furred warrior that was feared and respected by their enemy Clan, NightClan, and the younger brother of both the Clans’ leaders, Flamestar and Cinderstar. And he was Firestreak’s cousin. And Jaggedwhisker’s mate even though the small molly was a medicine cat who were technically not allowed to have mates for whatever reason apparently. None of LightClan cared much about that since Jaggedwhisker and Blueheart weren’t hurting anyone. And they were still doing their purpose very well.

Firestreak tilted his head and asked, “Can I help in any way? I’m not sure what I’m supposed to be doing today.”

“Oh, yes, actually you can! Could you maybe go with another cat to collect some thyme and borage?” ,mewed Jaggedwhisker excitedly.

The younger cat’s ears flicked and he meowed, “Um, sure… what’s thyme and borage?”

The smaller cat rolled her eyes and was about to reply but a new voice chimed in and meowed, “I’ll come with you and I can show you.”

The two cats turned to see Graymoon.

The yellow-eyed blue-gray cat blinked at them, her light-tipped tail in the air, tail tip curling lightly.

Firestreak’s eyes lit up instantly and he felt a rush of heat ripple over his fur and he exclaimed, “Sure!”

Graymoon simply twitched her ear at his outburst and turned to Jaggedwhisker. She asked, “Do you need anything else?”

“Not that I can think of!” ,mewed the small molly, her gray striped tail flicking.

Graymoon nodded and turned to the red and yellow tom and asked him, “So? Are you going to lead the way or shall I?”

“Uh, you should.” ,suggested Firestreak nervously. He couldn’t stop looking at the blue-gray she-cat he was in complete and utter love with.

She purred amusedly and lead the way out of the camp, Firestreak at her heels.

Wolfnose watched as Firestreak trailed behind Graymoon like a kit following its mother.

Honestly she found it adorable, the young tom was so in love with the molly and she just as much as him.

With a sigh, the fluffy gray molly sat up and stretched her body, yawning.

Next to her, her friend Blackspirit lifted her head, her blind amber and blue eyes turned to the smaller molly.

The long-haired, blind, black and dark gray tabby she-cat asked, “Where are you going?”

“I, uh… hunting.” ,replied Wolfnose swiftly. She really just wanted to hunt.

Blackspirit’s ears twitched and she meowed, “Okay, do you want company?”

“Thanks for the offer, but I think I would much rather go alone, I think I’d find a lot of prey.” ,mewed the huntress apologetically.

The blind warrior shrugged and huffed, “I don’t really care, I’m tired. Have fun!”

She rested her head back on the edge of her nest as Wolfnose scrambled out of her own and to the entrance to the den.

The fluffy, blue-eyed tabby called back over her shoulder, “I’ll bring you back a vole!”

“Thanks.” ,purred Blackspirit.

Wolfnose padded across the camp and to the entrance, slipping through it.

In front of the entrance sat Redtuft, his red tail curled around his paws. He glanced over his shoulder and purred upon recognizing his old apprentice.

He asked, “Hey there, Wolfnose! Where are ya headed?”

“Out. I want to hunt!” ,purred the tabby molly.

The old warrior nodded and said, “Have fun. I’d wish you good luck, but you don’t need luck. You didn’t get your name for nothin’. You’re the best hunter in the forest!”

He sounded so proud saying that.

Wolfnose bristled with embarrassment and looked at her paws, her ears flicking. She meowed, “I’m not that good.”

Redtuft simply mrrowed with laughter, his red ears twitching, as did his whiskers.

The gray tabby bid her old mentor goodbye and went into the forest to track down some prey for her clan.

She wanted to get that vole she promised Blackspirit.

Unbeknownst to her, as she went alongside the border of the NightClan, she caught a certain tom’s eye.

Goldenpaw tried to keep his body low to the ground as he crawled closer to the squirrel. Then, he pushed off the ground and landed on top of it, killing it with a quick bite to the neck.

“Well done!” ,purred Silversong, the small silver tabby molly padding up to her apprentice.

“Thank you!” ,mewed the golden tabby tom, his tail twitching. He hoped his father gave him his warrior name soon.

The bushes next to them rustled and Scorchfrost padded over to them, her apprentice Wingpaw, and the other two apprentices Mousepaw and Darkpaw following her.

Darkpaw bounded up to his sister and nudged her with his head, meowing, “Hey sis! Scorchfrost says we can go practice fighting techniques, you two coming?”

“Of course!” ,meowed Goldenpaw, “Just let me bring this squirrel back to camp!”

Mousepaw moaned quietly and agreed, “Yes, please, I’m starving.”

“No, you aren’t.” ,purred Silversong and licked her son’s ear encouragingly.

The gray and white tom sighed before nodding and Darkpaw raced off, Wingpaw and Mousepaw on his tail with Silversong bounding after them.

Scorchfrost purred in amusement and padded after them, a lot slower than the four cats. Goldenpaw quickly grabbed his squirrel and bounced to the red and white molly’s side.

The two walked in silence until the apprentice broke it to ask, “Hey, do you think you and Flamestar will have kits? Will I have siblings?”

Scorchfrost tripped over a root and exclaimed, “What makes you think that!?”

“I overheard Bristletail talk with Redtuft. They said something about how the Clan doesn’t have a lot of kits right now. And I kind of want little siblings.” ,explained the golden apprentice amusedly.

Scorchfrost fluffed out her white and red spotted fur and meowed, “Flamestar and I haven’t been mates for such a long time. I doubt we’re gonna have kits soon.”

“Huh. Oh, well.” ,shrugged Goldenpaw.

There was silence until the molly asked, quietly, “Would you really not mind having siblings, that won’t have the same mother as you?”

“But of course! Why would I mind? My mother died kitting me and you were there for me for as long as I can remember, you’re basically my mother!” ,purred Goldenpaw, lifting his tail to brush it against the molly’s flank.

She glanced at him, her amber and blue eyes clouded with emotion and she mrrowed, “Thank you.”

The apprentice just purred louder. Then, he asked, “Do you know when I’m getting my warrior name? And Wingpaw, Mousepaw and Darkpaw?”

“Well, I know that Wildpaw and Whorlpaw will get their names tomorrow if they pass their assignment.” ,replied the warrior.

Goldenpaw twitched his ear in agreement and soon after, the two of them passed by Iceclaw who greeted them with a nod and entered camp.

Inside, they saw that Flamestar, Snowstalk and Blueheart had returned and were currently sitting next to Flamestar’s den underneath the willow tree. Redtuft, Silversong, Bristletail, Jaggedwhisker and Strikewing were with them.

Goldenpaw put his squirrel on the fresh-kill pile and glanced at them, then he asked Scorchfrost, “Will you go over to them?”

“Yeah. I think we won’t be doing fighting techniques today.” ,meowed the molly and padded over to the older warriors.

Blueheart nodded at Scorchfrost when his brother’s mate joined the group of warriors.

Flamestar greeted his mate with a purr.

The white and red molly sat down, her red-tipped tail curling around her paws. She asked, “Where are Liontalon and Flyfeather? Shouldn’t they be here as well?”

“I asked them to patrol the borders as two of our best fighters.” ,explained Snowstalk from where the deputy sat next to his mate, Silversong.

Jaggedwhisker meowed, “You still didn’t explain why you are so restless and sent, as you said, two of our best fighters to our borders.”

She looked up at Blueheart, who twitched his ears and explained softly, “While Flamestar, Snowstalk and I were patrolling our borders we smelled a lot of NightClan scent. Then Bristletail came and told us we had to return. We did and he told Snowstalk to send the strongest of our fighters to the borders. And so Snowstalk send Liontalon and Flyfeather.”

This made Jaggedwhisker turn to her fellow medicine cat and stare at him questioningly.

Bristletail flicked his fuzzy, red tail and meowed, “I had a bad dream, as you know. When I came out of the den and watched the camp, how the patrols left and came, I suddenly knew what had to be done. I am not sure what is coming, but I know that something is coming.”

The group of cats turned their attention to the entrance when Fernleap and Thunderpaw came through it. Amberpaw immediately came from the medicine cat den to greet them and told them what to do.

Strikewing now asked, “So, what do we have to do? Any ideas? Attack NightClan? Because I can tell you right now, that that would not be a smart idea. We shouldn’t attack them without a good reason.”

Flamestar nodded at the tortoiseshell molly and agreed, “You are right, of course. We just wanted to let all of you know that we should be prepared for a fight. Or whatever might come.”

The group of cats nodded and dispersed. Blueheart padded across the camp, Jaggedwhisker at his side. The two of them settled next to the elders’ den.

When Blueheart glanced over his shoulder, he saw Flamestar lean over to Scorchfrost and bury his nose in her fur, closing his blue eyes.

The massive, long-haired warrior startled slightly when he felt the much smaller body of his mate press against him and he glanced down at her. Jaggedwhisker stared up at him with beautiful, intelligent, bright blue eyes that had a hint of green in them.

He asked under his breath, “Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Because you looked so thoughtful. I like when you look thoughtful.” ,murmured the tiny molly, ears flicking with embarrassment.

This made Blueheart’s own ears perk and the blue-gray and white tom purred, leaning down to his mate, “And why is that? Why do you like me looking thoughtful?”

“Because it means you aren’t a mouse brain.” ,teased the small, white and gray molly, her eyes glinting with mischief.

Blueheart purred and pressed his nose in her soft fur. Jaggedwhisker’s fur was probably the softest fur he ever felt. And she smelled wonderful. She smelled of home, of safety, and most importantly, she smelled of Jaggedwhisker. The cat he loved more than anything.

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