goosehascats · 10 months ago
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CW: Dead animals getting eaten (prey)
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Moon 4: Mosquitofur sees that Duskstar's piece of prey looks tastier and asks to swap. He agrees happily, saying he likes her prey better.
An old lady sharing her lunch with the guy who saved her and her granddaughter :)
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the-healers-hive · 6 months ago
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The Healers Hive: Moon 0 pt. 1
Bee has gotten Tansy, but found something else as well...
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cyanogen-miasma · 2 months ago
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Hollow Knight X Warrior Cats Crossover???
as a former warrior cats kid, the urge always remains to see if you can turn a piece of media into Warrior Cats, so
let's say, Hallownest is now horizontal instead of vertical. It is bordered on all sides by mountains, except for Kingdom's edge, which is bordered by a massive Thunderpath. I'll make a map of what all the lands in Hollow Knight would look like in this case. Hallownest (the land, not the political entity) would be called Hallowed Vale.
The Higher Beings are split into a variety of different circumstances.
The Radiance was a Clan Leader who created a cult of personality around her. She was killed and spends most of the story as a StarClan ghost.
The Pale King and the White Lady are both immortal beings a la Rock
Unn, or Slugstar as I would like to call her, is a Clan Leader
The Nightmare's Heart is a Dark Forest ghost
idk what to do with the Shade Lord
I'm not dead certain on names, really, but I think the Pale King would call himself Whitestar for the cats.
The Pale King's kingdom is PaleClan.
The moths were RadiantClan, but were absorbed into PaleClan. Now none of the Radiant lineage remains apart from the Seer.
Mantis Village is WasteClan. They are probably the only 'Clan' here that fully operates how a warrior cats Clan should right now. They had an alliance with PaleClan to defend against...
Deepest is now DeepClan. The cats of DeepClan are alive, but infected. The Weavers were a travelling group of cats who cultivated spiders and could make textiles with spider silk. They were welcomed by DeepClan, and stayed with them for many years, but left when the infection started to spread to DeepClan.
The Mushroom Clan are... I guess MushroomClan lol. I thought of FungalClan, but MushroomClan does the job just fine. They were absorbed into PaleClan, but retain a degree of separation. They have their own camp, but ultimately answered to WhiteStar. They are alive but infected.
The Mosskin are GreenClan. They have independence, but were forced by WhiteStar to allow PaleClan warriors to pass through their territory freely along the main path (Pilgrims' Way). Later, PaleClan seized half of their territory (the Queen's Gardens) in lieu of Slugstar's (Unn's) weakness. They are alive, but infected.
The Hive is HiveClan. They refused PaleClan's rule and isolated themselves from the rest of the Clans. They are alive but infected.
The Colosseum of Fools was EdgeClan. They used to be a fully functional clan, but their leader (Lord Fool) died with no deputy and everything descended into chaos. Now it is a deadly arena where all kinds of creatures are brought in to face off against Warriors. Most long-term residents are uninfected, but some visitors are infected. The arena is an empty, dilapidated warehouse by the side of the Thunderpath.
Dirtmouth is DirtClan, who lived in the wasteland north of Hallowed Vale. Warriors of DirtClan kept being enticed into PaleClan, leaving the only one left the elderly leader (Elderbug). He has stayed in place to help passing travellers who want to enter the Vale.
Unsure if I want to make the Flukes into a post-PaleClan warrior Clan, or just a pack of rats...rabbit warren perhaps? That would be fitting considering Flukemarm...
The Dream Realm is StarClan, and the Nightmare Realm is the Dark Forest, naturally.
I think the Void is just the Void, and the actual story of the Hollow Knight is not changed much.... I'm not sure how the Vessels would come to be considering cats can't lay eggs. Perhaps the White Lady eats a herb tainted with water from the Abyss Lake, which Whitestar believes would poison the kits and cause them to be 'empty'....perhaps 'void' is a toxic substance found in the Abyss Lake, which was caused by pollution. Perhaps all the Twolegs left because they couldn't figure out a way to deal with it. Perhaps the toxin twisted the cats' spirits and connected them to the emptiness that greets them after their Second Death.
Perhaps Whitestar, unable to kill the Radiance a second time, tries to trap her inside the 'second death void' of one of his 'empty' children - The Hollow Warrior??? The Dreamers, of course, serving the same purpose they did in Hollow Knight.
EDIT: I forgot the Radiance kind of had a thing with the Void which would require her not to be just a normal leader. She can be a deity of StarClan if she likes. So the Pale King can't kill her but can banish her. Perhaps the Ancient Civilization (VoidClan, if you must) made their home around the Abyss Lake, and because of their proximity to the void toxin they ceased to exist after death. This made the Radiance mad because that meant less spirits in StarClan for her to lord over. Then, perhaps this caused her to seek out worship in mortals, which led to the founding of RadiantClan.
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warriors-new-beginnings · 2 months ago
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New Home!
Hello, this is the new Tumblr page for the text based Discord Server, New Beginnings!
New Beginnings follows a whole new set of clans that are starting from the ground up. These clans are located somewhere vaguely in the US, so very different location from the clans of the books! The old clans of the area died out several moons before these new ones popped up, and old StarClan spirits have held on just long enough to see them rebuild before they could fade into nothingness!
Join us as our cats figure out what being in a clan will entail and try to navigate this new chapter in their lives! With StarClan guiding them, they're sure to succeed where their predecessors failed!
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ThicketClan, led by Squirrelstar, lies in the forests of our little slice of the world and shares a border with HiveClan and the two leg town. Primarily made up of friendly and family oriented cats, they strive to be a welcoming and inclusive clan. Their ranks include Sun Warriors whose activities primarily take place in the day, Moon Warriors who are more active at night, and Scouts who are tasked with scouting out the territory often for threats. Moon Warriors are mostly comprised of cats with vision issues who normally wouldn't be able to fully function in the bright day, yet still wish to take on warrior duties!
HiveClan, led by Northstar, rests in the meadows near the forests and share a border with ThicketClan and SheepClan. The cats who have chosen to live here tend to be a bit more on the prickly side, though their loyalties can't be questioned! Their ranks include Guards who take over the typical warrior duties of guarding the camp and borders, Runners who serve as clan hunters and are the first picked to lead predators like foxes and dogs out of the territory due to their typically fast speed, and Drones who are personally paw picked by Northstar and serve as his personal guards!
SheepClan, led by Woolystar, is nestled in the hills and shares a border with HiveClan and the two leg town. These cats tend to be a bit more adventurous and hard working, many of them are more independent than the cats of the other two clans, though they're generally willing to lend a helping paw to those in need! Their ranks include Warriors, Tunnelrs similar to that of WindClan's during the time when Tallstar was an apprentice, and Gardeners who tend to crops for the healers and utilize wild bees to increase their herb harvests! Gardeners are especially important in SheepClan as they help to ensure that herbs that would normally be hard to find in the hills can easily be gathered when needed, and can help to facilitate trade with the other two clans when herbs are scarce all around!
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Our clans are only just beginning as we enter our third moon, so it's a great time to jump in and make a character! All high ranks aside from leaders are open, with healers and seers having applications and leaders about to pick their deputy nominations for the server members to vote on! More info on high and mid ranks will be coming as we work on this blog swap, so keep an eye out!
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nonuggetshere · 2 years ago
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hornet as a prefix just felt like too much of a mouthful for me bc i hate long names lmao
n yeah!! deepnest was a seperate clan called deepclan ruled by silkstar (herrah), the hive was hiveclan ruled by the comatose honeystar (vespa) with her deputy bumblefang (hive knight) making all the decisions, and the mantis village was a rogue group - 👹
I LOVE THIS
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leafie1205 · 1 year ago
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Warriors: a New Legacy Discord RP
✨Warriors: a New Legacy✨
We are a small, friendly, and growing community!
🐝 Have you ever wanted to roam through beautiful meadows filled with sunflowers? 🍄 Traipse through a misty forest lit by glowing mushrooms? 🦇 Explore underground cave systems and have an underground pool party? 💧 Swim through shimmering lake waters as the sunrise dapples against you?
Well, now’s your chance! ヾ(・ω・)ノ
Many seasons ago, StarClan spread the ways of the clans to the feral cats living amongst the misty forests, rocky groves, lake shores, and flowering meadows so that they could unite and survive. Many moons later, MistClan, CaveClan, LakeClan, and HiveClan have grown into their own well established clans with unique traditions.
Perks of the server:
❀ Customizable roles including pronoun roles and username color roles. Optional clan notifications and special event notifications available ❀ LGBTQ+ friendly community
❀ Unique clan roles for the roleplay such as MistClan’s foragers, HiveClan’s tunnelers, CaveClan’s dayguards, and LakeClan’s fishcatchers and shoreguards
❀ Guides for each clan including pictures of the territory, descriptions of the clan ranks, and descriptions of clan traditions
❀ Fun bots such as Littlecloud and Pokecord!
❀ A Quest Board with ways for members to earn points and exchange them for prizes through participating in the roleplay!
Come join us! ┗(^0^)┓
Invite link: https://discord.gg/N2p4CeWKjz
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warriors-newbeginnings · 3 months ago
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So Many Updates!
Leaders have been chosen, names for the clans have been picked, and the lives ceremonies are gearing up to begin! Soon enough our cats will heave themselves full clans to call home! In the forest, ThicketClan will grow and prosper under the kind leadership of Squirrelstar. He'll lead his clan with a gentle paw, treating each cat under him as family and loving them all as such. The meadows will become home to HiveClan, lead fearlessly by their leader Northstar. Under his strict paw, members of HiveClan will no doubt grow strong and fierce, a powerful force to be reckoned with among the clans! Tucked inside the hills, SheepClan will florish under the watchful and diligent eye of Woolystar. She'll guide her clan like her flock and support them in growing to be a warm and strong clan in their own right. The town has since opened up for a new group to take over, and whispers from a pair of twin trickster toms tell of a big bad boss who'll steal your whiskers and eat your tail for crossing their path and making them angry. It's unknown if they're telling the truth or not, but will you be one of the ones to join in their totally super secret organization? Of course, these toms are know to embellish the truth a little to shake cats down for spare donuts...
Our Website | Our Server | Our Toyhou.se World
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alkrinal · 4 years ago
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Wings of Fire!Warriors AU
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I’m literally so SHOOK that there isn’t more on this subject! I’ve seen Fathom and Indigo but with their unnatural coloring, and a Peril, Clay and Turtle one but nothing really going into what if the Dragonets of Destiny were really Apprentices of Destiny? The clans would obviously be the different tribes MudClan, SeaClan, RainClan, NightClan, SandClan, IceClan, SkyClan, and with the honors, SilkClan, HiveClan, and LeafClan. Clay (Claycloud); Clay was probably one of the easier ones to transfer into a cat design. I wanted him to look tall and maybe intimidating if he wanted to be, but fluffy and kind looking as well. I feel like MudClan would mostly be like RiverClan’s forest territory campsite, they’d also probably just adore mud, like, it’s a form of healing or something. Originally his names were Clayheart, Claybelly, and Claystream, but I feel like Claycloud fit better. Tsunami (Floodstrike); Tsunami was a kind of doozy, but I hooked onto the name Floodstrike after two attempts (being Floodclaw and Riverstrike). I could also feel like naming her Brookstrike, or Flashclaw, but I do really like Floodstrike best. Her clan lives like RiverClan, but more on a little island where there’s lots of water around to swim and play in. They also have the lil beards. The royal family has the ear markings and hind leg markings Tsunami has. Glory (Cypressfang); Okay, hands down, Glory was the hardest in naming AND designing. I just, couldn’t find a good palette that would say “Glory” but also realistic. I still don’t really like it now, but it’s whatever. Her name was originally Cypressclaw, but I changed it so it could highlight her venom, kind of a big part during her escaping Scarlet’s little bush treatment or whatever. RainWings are gonna he hard to convert. They probably reside in a thick, plentiful forest! Sunny (Sunnyheart); I absolutely LOVE her design, she looks like a golden retriever oh myg od! My favorite design by far! Her name was originally Sunnylight and Sunnysky. SandWing’s probably live on a land more like WindClan’s lmao. She also got her floppy ears and short tail from her NightWing side. Starflight (Shadowflight) My baby boy! I also love his design. If he were born outside under the three moons, his ears wouldn’t be floppy, if a NightClaner’s born outside, they’d get their ears straight up, like teardrop scales, but instead of mindreading maybe they could feel emotions? Like Yellowfang does? Idk, still working out the kinks of this. NightWing’s probably live in a marsh like ShadowClan would.
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goosehascats · 10 months ago
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Moon 6: Part 1
CW: Emotional manipulation, verbal abuse, trauma response.
“Again, Mitepaw?” Duskstar said sternly, eyebrows furrowed. “Surely you can pounce on a field mouse.” 
“I’m sorry, Duskstar,” Mitepaw said with a steely, determined expression. She had been struggling with hunting today, but she couldn’t figure out why. She was tasting the air, she had her ears on the swivel, perfectly down wind, but her pounces were just… Off, simply put. And she was paying the price now with Duskstar’s temper. She sat, back straight, but looking just down at Duskstar’s chest rather than at his eyes. 
“Do you think sorry is enough, Mitepaw? Do you think sorry feeds mouths?” Duskstar’s tail lashed, though his body remained composed. His eyes were dark and his ears were turned back, and this was about as outwardly angry as Mitepaw had ever seen him. She continued to stare coldly at his chest, knowing that any flicker of emotion could warrant more berating. 
“No, Duskstar.” Mitepaw’s voice was even, but she felt hot shame burn under her fur. She was better than this. She knew she was. And she had to be, she was Duskstar’s apprentice. His patience was not for her because she needed to represent him as a leader. If she went back to camp empty handed, what would that say about him? 
“Then what is the problem.” Duskstar demanded. It wasn’t a question, it was a command to speak. To give him a reason. To give him ammunition for the next leg of his rant. 
“I…” Mitepaw started. She knew she should have a reason. She knew that something should be different about today than yesterday, or any other day she’s hunted. She knew she was so close to her warrior name but if she kept having days like today, she’d never get there. So she needed something to be different, to be wrong. “I’m sorry, Duskstar.” She said again, tilting her head to stare solidly at the ground. “I’ve been distracted. I… I believe I had a vision from Starclan last night.” 
The silence that fell between Duskstar and Mitepaw was thick and heavy. She felt her skin crawl over her, thousands of little legs pricking at her skin as she waited for him to believe her lie. Her legs began to just barely quiver when she felt a tail on her back. She looked back up to see Duskstar with an observant but neutral expression on his face, eyes lighter and eyebrows lifted. 
“What did you see?” He asked in a soft, soothing tone. It was better than him being angry at her, but Mitepaw felt herself grow nauseous at the thought of having to give him details for a fake vision. 
“Oh, well,” Mitepaw started, looking away from Duskstar. “It was… A dream that I had last night, and it was… Clear, but it was soft in the way dreams are. There was…” Mitepaw looked around the horizon, her eyes landing on an awkward hump in the ground. “A burrow. Perhaps a tunnel, or a den underground. Hollow dirt.” Her claws tore up the dirt underfoot. “And there were…” Fox-dung, what’s a Starclan-y sign?! Mitepaw thought to herself in a panic. “Um, stars. There were stars in the den underground. I was being chased, or maybe just followed. But I found some water, and… And then I woke up.” 
“You just… Woke up when you saw the water?” 
“Well, yes, but only… Only after I looked into the water.” 
“And did you see yourself?” 
“Um… No. No, I saw Honeystream there.” 
“Hmm,” Duskstar hummed in thought, getting up on his paws to walk a circle around Mitepaw. “I see… I can’t quite make sense of it on my own, I think, but Snaillake would be rather delighted to hear this I’m sure.” Duskstar was purring by the end of his sentence, in a much better mood now. “Really, Mitepaw, I wish you had mentioned this sooner, this is far more important than a few field mice.” 
“Yes, Duskstar. Sorry, Duskstar. I wasn’t… Sure if it was real or not, but I’ll make sure to bring up any more visions to you and Snaillake.” Mitepaw felt her chest tighten as if she was going to cry, or maybe vomit. If he finds out I’ve lied about this… She shook the thought from her head. She would keep up the lie. She had to. If the vision was vague enough, perhaps Snaillake wouldn’t be able to parse it either. And then maybe they could forget about it and Mitepaw could hunt better tomorrow. All that mattered now was that Duskstar wasn’t mad at her.
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goosehascats · 10 months ago
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Moon 4: Leechpaw is having a wonderful time discussing recent Clan news with Mitepaw.
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goosehascats · 10 months ago
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Moon 3: Roachchirp surprised Mosquitofur with something nice.
Just a little something of Roachchirp having a soft spot for a single (adoptive) mother. Slight spoilers below the read more but important I think moving forward (just so I have this note. Somewhere)
but I've rolled next week's moons and, despite the lack of nursing queens in the Clan, the abandoned kit has survived, and current HC is that she had Snaillake find her an absurd amount of borage, just like. Eating borage salads (/hyp) with her prey to try to induce milk and has managed to produce just enough to keep the thing going, if underfed. There'll be a quick fix to that and some adjustments to welcome said kit into the Clan fully but for now. Here's the answer to the question that would've bugged me lmao
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goosehascats · 10 months ago
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Moon 3: A rogue leaves a kit with the clan named Primrose.
Primrose discovery mini-story under the read more :)
Mosquitofur was alone in camp, again. The mornings were always lonely, with what few paws that were in the camp working to hunt and forage and train in the cool hours of early day. It left Mosquitofur with the duty of keeping an eye on empty nests.
Normally she would only hear the whistling of wind over the lip of the bowl that formed the camp, rustling the tall grasses that obscured it from view. But today the wind carried something else on it- a wail.
It was weak and sounded distant, but it was a cry nonetheless. Something in Mosquitofur's chest tightened, and she felt herself compelled to bound over the lip of the camp and down the rabbit run that lead into it.
She nearly stumbled over the poor thing, laying still and gray in the run like a stone. But it had wiggled and wailed just enough that she skidded to a stop. A single evening primrose lay next to the kit, which turned to her, sensing her weight and warmth. It's eyes were still closed, and it's ears still folded against it's small head. The scent of birth hadn't even left it's small body yet, though it was dry and clean.
Mosquitofur choked back tears, unable to fathom why a newborn kit would be left in a rabbit run alone like this, but she picked it up by the scruff, tucking her chin so it could press against the soft warmth of her chest fur. She began to hum a lullaby she hadn't sung in many moons as she walked back to camp.
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goosehascats · 11 months ago
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IM SORRY-? WHO the FUCK decided to name the poor little baby that DROWNED “HoneySTREAM”? How did Beeflick react to this decision?
CW: Death mention, grief, unhealthy reaction to trauma
Well that would be Duskstar :) He, in typical Duskstar fashion, had a conversation where he comforted Beeflick, proposed the idea of naming him a warrior in death to ensure better luck for the Clan and rest for the young cat, and she agreed. He promised her he would make sure he found a name that honored his life. And yk. What better way to do that than with the thing that ended it, right? Beeflick's reaction, after all of her crying and grief, was kind of just a stunned, resigned acceptance. No "how could he" no "that's so messed up" just. A pang of guilt and sorrow and pain and then. "This is how it's supposed to be." And that's kinda where the turning point from feeling like a failure to needing to internalize the guilt and blame herself in the name of control really starts to happen.
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goosehascats · 11 months ago
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ClanGen Project: Hiveclan
Well over the mountain ridge, far enough that it feels like a different planet, two Clans had resided in near peace for generations. Burrowclan and Rootclan had seen their fair shares of wars and peace talks, but for the last few leadership cycles, their co-existence had been amicable. This, however, would not last. A sudden influx of two-legs and dogs, faster and keener than any two-leg pet the Clan cats had encountered before, were invading their woods. The Clans tried to stick together, tried even to escape together, unified by their terror, but to no avail. The Clans were split up, cats scattered in survival groups in every direction. So few made it out. Even fewer found each other again over the mountain ridge. Some were Burrowclan, some were Rootclan. They didn't care at that point, however. They treated their wounds, and moved farther from the mountains, into the foothills. Hiveclan formed in the flower fields below.
Guide
About the Clan Moons Allegiances Journals Art References Asks
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goosehascats · 10 months ago
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Moon 4: Part 1
CW: Brief mention of an implicitly abusive moment between two characters.
Mitepaw’s pelt rippled with nervous energy, claws peeking just out of their sheathes as she followed Duskstar out of camp. She knew it was only going to be a border patrol, and with no other Clans around, the possibility of actually having to fight was low. But Duskstar had been teaching her so much about takedowns and pins that she couldn’t help but dream about actually getting to use them. So, out of desperation for an excuse to fight, Mitepaw kept her ears on a swivel. Duskstar, without so much as a glance in her direction, seemed to pick up on this. 
“Anticipating something, Mitepaw?” He asked in a tone she couldn’t place. She walked directly behind him, only able to see the back of his head and ears, but she was certain his voice was lacking its normally smiley tone. He was in one of his moods again. Mitepaw knew well enough that it meant she shouldn’t push anything- Duskstar could be surprisingly intimidating one on one, something she wasn’t sure most of the rest of the Clan actually knew. 
“Nothing for certain, Duskstar,” she said in a neutral tone. “Just antsy, I suppose.” 
“Hm,” was his only response. She let out an even breath, thankful that she hadn’t set anything off in him. Border patrols seemed to put him on edge. It appeared as though these odd moods of his only seemed to really happen on them, at least, though he’d certainly gotten this way during one training session. She tried not to think about it much. It was early in her apprentice hood, and she had been careful to not push him like this since. 
The two continued to walk for some time, heading to the Northern border closest to the mountain range. Here there were more trees and shrubs. Not quite a forest, but not as open as the fields the Clan’s camp was in. The sun hadn’t quite reached its peak yet, but with how warm it was getting as they approached greenleaf, Mitepaw welcomed the scarce shade still. The two traveled awhile, silent as the land itself, marking their border as they went. 
They neared their final border marker for the North end when Duskstar’s body froze mid-step. He hunkered down, a paw still lifted, staring straight ahead with hair width pupils. Mitepaw immediately lowered herself down next to him, staring ahead as well, ears straining and mouth open, pleading with Starclan to give her a hint as to what he could’ve sensed. All she could smell was herbs, but a lot of them. Less like a bundle of a specific kind, but a wafting cloud of herb scent that reminded her of Snaillake. And beneath it, the smell of milk. She immediately looked to Duskstar, certain that he must also sense it. She had been yearning so strongly for a fight, but if there was a queen nearby… She wasn’t sure she could handle hurting a family. 
Duskstar only glanced at her, tilting his head forward once. The two set into a low stalk, staying downwind of the scent’s source. They seemed to be nearing a grouping of shrubs. Upon closer inspection as they neared it, it appeared as though the branches had been pulled closer, woven together with long grass to create a sort of den wall. 
Clever, Mitepaw thought to herself. She didn’t think it looked as cozy as the repurposed hare burrows, but it certainly looked better than sleeping on the fields, bare to the weather. Duskstar opened his mouth again, and Mitepaw did as well. They had to get a sense of how many cats were occupying the den before they could make their move, but the smell of herbs was making it difficult. Duskstar glanced at Mitepaw again, straightening up as though he had already determined stealth was no longer necessary. His tail flicked for Mitepaw to go ahead of him.
“Go around till you find the den entrance,” he murmured in her ear. “I’ll announce our presence, but they’ll be less likely to attack a younger cat.” 
Mitepaw nodded stiffly. She knew she could take some medicine cat in a fight, anyways. She began to walk forward, pelt prickling just a little at her unease at being conspicuous now. She tried to force it smooth, to keep the calm exterior that Duskstar had, but she couldn’t help but imagine all the ways someone might try to come at her- and all the ways she could put them on the ground for doing so. 
The entrance was on the North side, and as soon as they saw traces of flattened grass and exposed dirt, Duskstar piped up. “Hello?” He asked curiously, a light lilt in his voice. “Hello, we noticed-” A face appears in the entrance, white and a pale gingery color. The cat within looks weary, but too tired to fight. Mitepaw tries to not let her disappointment show, but allows relief to make her shoulders ease. “Ah-” Duskstar says. “I apologize if we’ve interrupted your rest.”
“Not at all,” the cat mewed, eyes looking between the two Clan cats with a mixture of pleading and hope. “The youngin’s have been keeping me up, I’m afraid.” 
“I suppose that is a tendency of theirs,” Duskstar joked lightly. “Are you aware you are on Clan territory?” 
The cat visibly deflates a little, ears drooping just slightly. “No, sorry. I’m afraid I didn’t realize cats lived out this far.” The cat looks back into the den, a few pitiful mews wailing from within. “I suppose we can relocate perhaps tomorrow… Or perhaps y’all could use a bit of wisdom?” The cat looked back at Duskstar and Mitepaw. “I don’t know much about tribe life or clan life or whatever it is y’all called it, but I do know quite a bit about plants and-” The cat looks back into the den briefly. “Well, if y’all keep me around I suppose your group will have some fresh blood as well.” 
Duskstar’s smile widens, gaining a genuineness that made Mitepaw smile as well. “That would be absolutely wonderful,” Duskstar said with a purr. “Why don’t we take you back to our camp then and get you settled?” 
The cat’s eyes lifted some. “Really? Well darn, and here I was thinking my luck had run out,” the stranger laughed in relief. “Let me get the youngin’s cleaned up a little and we’ll be right out. Name’s Norman, by the way.” Norman paused a moment, giving a sheepish look. “And uh, I know it might be a li’l unconventional, but I am a tom.” He glanced back at Duskstar and Mitepaw. “These are my kits, but I know who I am at heart.” 
Mitepaw opened her mouth, an eyebrow raised in mild confusion, but Duskstar’s tail brushed over her muzzle to hush her. “I don’t see how that’ll be a problem for us, Norman. You and your litter are plenty welcome, no matter your personal circumstances.” Mitepaw looked up at Duskstar, doubly confused now at his lack of questioning. Duskstar did not return her look, instead adding; “Why don’t you let Mitepaw and I help carry the little ones, and you can tell us how you ended up all the way out here on the way back?” 
“Hm,” Norman said, setting down two kits, appearing to be about a moon old. “I think that sounds alright.” He motioned to the two kits. “These here are Hoot and Rye.” Norman motioned to the cinnamon kit and fawn kit respectively. Mitepaw picked up Hoot and Duskstar Rye, and the three adult cats set off walking, Norman starting on a rather long story.
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goosehascats · 10 months ago
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Managed to get our newest cat on to the base by zulius! His name is Frenchfern, a speckled gray tabby tom with warm gray eyes and short fur. He's got wide, friendly eyes and an amicable resting face. So far he's been getting friendly with Beeflick, and I think it'll stay that way. He's considered a senior warrior, so I'm imagining their relationship with be like. Elder gay, not quite brother or father figure, but definitely like. Someone of guidance to her.
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