#Rustpaw

[spikeclan]

Moon 68, part 2

OUR NEW OPPONENT: RUSSET- Oh wait he got a redesign and named Rustpaw now.

[flaxclan]

Moon 130

[axowotlz]

rustfur! smears mud on her fur to look like a tortie (she’s trans)

additionals:

[elementclangen]

Rustpaw and Pigeonpaw's Sprites

Rustpaw; Powerless she-cat; Compassionate and a good speaker

Mentor: Chiku

Pigeonpaw; Earth-blessed she-cat with a power level of 17 (very low); Lonesome and a strange dreamer

Mentor: Frostheart

[rustyvolumedial3-archive]

"I apologise for the wait, you're my last patient for the day." Wild smiles. "Come on in, how can I help?"

"The wait has been absolutely no problem," Volume is quick to say as he comes through the door. Only once it shuts behind him does he tap on the glass of his chest compartment. "Also, we are definitely fine with being last, I wouldn't want to waste the time you could be spending with other people if this turns out to be nothing- Paw, come on-"

Despite the circular door swinging open, the cassette folded up inside refuses to emerge. There isn't even so much as a growl to indicate there is a cassette.

Faceplates heating up from embarrassment, Volume turns a sheepish expression towards the medic. "I'm really sorry about this," the young bot mutters. "Rustpaw is- well- kinda old. And really grumpy. And keeps saying I'm over-reacting."

[codenamejudas]

Oh good; the Unearthly Kia and Rustpaw match. The next time Judas turns around, there's going to be a ten foot long mechanical wolf lounging next to his car

Oh it was to be that kind of day now, was it? Look, MECH had dealt with a lot of overly large cybernetic beasts in their time. Judas knew exactly how to handle this situation.

By running. Never failed. Except that one time.

[rustyvolumedial3-archive]

::Only a warning:: Rustpaw hums, claws flexing against the ground. ::Weapons can be outrun. Words, less so::

It's only partly meant as a gesture of goodwill.

::Someone is hunting you, Decepticon::

::Some truths are sharper than knives::

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSLEEPING AT LAST: ATLAS I !

ㅤㅤ« ...Yeah. You just call to spout weird esoteric slag, or is there a point to this? »

ㅤㅤSome truths are sharper than knives. Tch. What kind of...

ㅤㅤNah, she doesn't like that. Sticks in the wrong place. Scowling silently, Skylane logs the unwanted frequency as 'Bad Vibes'.

[peanut-with-wifi-access]

hmm something something wc au where rusty took the name Rustpaw bc he still cares about his friends and family back home, even tho he lives with the clans now

something something Rustfire is a rad ass warrior name

something something he goes to the Moonstone, fully ready to embrace his life as Ruststar

some something where Starclan names him Firestar, declaring him "finally free of the chains of his kittypet past"

something where Firestar Rustfire is personally betrayed by the gods he was taught to worship and trust.

[flarethedoodles]

Ok, screw it.

Finally, a post, and it’s…

WARRIORS OC-VERSE JUMPSCARE!!!

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Info under the cut!

Thunderclan - Orange

Riverclan - Blue

Windclan - Green

Shadowclan - Red

Kittypet - Pink

Rogue/loner - Purple

First Image

Heatherstripe - She-cat - Warrior/Queen - Blind + Munchkin Cat

A short-legged ginger-brown she with stripes on her tail and scratched-out eyes. Mate of Thornpelt and mother of Fernpaw.

Thornpelt - Trans She - Warrior - Three-legged

A tall yellow tabby she with dark stripes, green eyes, and one missing front leg. Formerly a loner. Adoptive kit of Dullclaw, mate of Heatherstripe and second mother of Fernpaw.

Gravelstream - She-cat - Queen - (Will be) Deceased

A yellow-eyed grey she with long eyelashes. Mate of Torrentstar and mother of Stoneleaf, Mousepaw, Pebblepaw and Acornpaw. Found dead at the river at a point before Mouspaw’s warrior ceremony.

Storm - Tom - Rogue

A dark blue masked tom with a long muzzle, one light paw, fangs pointing out and blue eyes. Sly, manipulative and often found around Riverclan territory.

Tigerfoot - Tom - Deputy

A large, muscular ash-brown tabby tom with a golden underbelly, amber eyes, a nicked ear and a scar on his shoulder. Father of Rustpaw and Hazelpaw, also mentoring the former.

Fernpaw - Tom - Apprentice - Munchkin Cat

A short-legged yellow tabby tom with dark stripes and green eyes with amber in the centre. Son of Heatherstripe and Thornpelt.

Mousepaw - She-cat - Appentice

A yellow-eyed grey and dark red she with rounded ears. Littermate of Pebblepaw and Acornpaw, daughter of Gravelstream and (presumably) Torrentstar, younger sister and apprentice of Stoneleaf.

Rustpaw - Tom - Apprentice

A ginger tabby tom with long ears and blue eyes. Son of Tigerfoot and Redbird, brother of Hazelpaw.

Rainpaw - She-cat - Medicine Apprentice - Blind

A very large, fluffy grey she with light swirl markings and blind orange eyes. Left in camp by a loner as a young kit.

Pebblepaw - She-cat - Apprentice

A masked grey she with one light paw, a kinked tail and yellow eyes. Daughter of Gravelstream and littermate of Mousepaw and Acornpaw. Apprentice of Torrentstar.

Bristleheart - Tom - Medicine Cat - Heterochromia + Declawed

A spiky-furred brindled brown and gold tom with folded ears, one orange eye and one dark blue eye. Formerly an abandoned kittypet.

Mud From The Screeching Cat’s Pelt - Tom - Loner

A strange brown tom with splash-like markings, orange eyes and a stub for a tail. From the mountains and often spouts prophetic nonsense. Usually found near the barn or the Moonstone.

Ash - Potentially Trans Tom - Loner

A very large, fluffy black and grey tom with orange eyes. Often found around Carrionplace or trespassing Shadowclan territory. Father of Rainpaw.

Second Image

Dullclaw - Tom - Senior Warrior - Half-blind

A large, long-haired, heavily scarred tom with a grey underbelly and one scratched-out eye. Former rogue and adoptive father of Thornpelt. Littermate of Greyfang and Scruff.

Greyfang - Tom - Rogue - Deceased

A large, long-haired scarred grey tom with a droopy eyelid and long fangs. Former leader of a cannibalistic rogue group, killed by Dullclaw. Littermate of Dullclaw and Scruff, father of Plainfur and others.

Scruff - Tom - Kittypet

A large, scarred black tom with a grey underbelly, a kinked tail and a green collar around his neck. Former rogue and littermate of Dullclaw.

Stoneleaf - Tom - Young Warrior

A black tom with a brown underbelly, pale green eyes and a kinked tail. Son of Gravelstream and Torrentstar and mentor of Mousepaw.

Cicadaspot - Tom - Warrior - Lisp

A small, periwinkle-eyed, pale ginger spotted tom with darker legs and face. Former mentor of Hazelpaw.

Hazelpaw - She-cat - Apprentice - Deceased

A light-brown tabby she with amber eyes. Killed in her first battle by Plainfur.

Acornpaw - Tom - Medicine Apprentice

A yellow-eyed masked grey and dark red tom with a long muzzle and a kinked tail. Littermate of Mousepaw and Pebblepaw and son of Gravelstream.

Plainfur - Tom - Warrior/Deputy

A scarred grey tom with blue eyes. Former rogue and eldest son of Greyfang and Lavenderstar. Has two littermates and several half-siblings.

Lavenderstar - She-cat - Leader

A lavender-eyed brown tabby she with a white underbelly, muzzle, tail tip and paws. Formerly a member of Greyfang’s rogue group and mother of his eldest litter.

Torrentstar - Tom - Leader

A large black and brown tom with long, perpetually wet fur and pale blue eyes. Father of Stoneleaf and mentor to Pebblepaw.

Third Image

Olivebelly - Tom - Elder - Deceased

A large grey and dark-red tom with olive eyes and rounded ears. Father of Gravelstream and grandfather to Stoneleaf, Mousepaw, Acornpaw and Pebblepaw. Dies of greencough in the medicine den.

Treekit - Tom - Kit

A brown masked tom with dark green eyes. Orphan that is taken by Plainfur to Shadowclan.

Stoneteller - Unspecified Gender - Tribe Leader - Chimera

A ginger tabby and black cat with one yellow eye and one green eye

Missy - Potentially Trans She - Kittypet

A large, long-haired white she with faint swirly markings. Likes to wander. Mother of Rainpaw.

Oliver - Tom - Loner/Barn Cat

A small grey and white tom with spiky fur and dark green eyes. Adoptive brother of Thomas.

Thomas - Trans Tom - Loner/Barn Cat

An unexpressive light brown colourpoint tom with blue eyes. Oliver’s adoptive brother.

River - She-cat - Rogue

A young dark blue masked she with a pale underbelly and front paws. Sister and companion of Storm.

Gorseface - Tom - Elder

A large, muscular brown tabby tom with hazel eyes. Ex-mate of Ashenstreak, father of Tigerfoot and grandfather of Hazelpaw and Rustpaw.

Ashenstreak - She-cat - Banished Queen - Deceased

A pretty ash-grey she with amber eyes. Was banished from Windclan after bearing a kit of Greyfang’s and was later killed by his group.

Redbird - She-cat - Warrior/Queen - Missing

A ginger she with blue eyes. Vanished while Rustpaw and Hazelpaw were kits on a sort of quest.

Gingerstone - She-cat - Medicine Cat

A ginger and white she with blue eyes and a spotted nose. Sister of Redbird, mentor of Bristleheart and aunt to Rustpaw and Hazelpaw.

[rustinthehouuuuse]

Rustfire AU

This au is about Rustfire(Fireheart) being the kit of Spottedleaf and sibling to Icekit(scourge) and Leafkit(Princess) with their father being some rouge who was killed by Tigerstrike in front of little Rustkit. Rustpaw's siblings left the clan because of the constant shunning and bullying from their clanmates because of being medince cat kits, leaving Rustpaw all alone. In his mother's dying moments she mutters "Fire alone will save our clan." Rustpaw was named Rustfire for his defensive nature like a scorching fire. When he finds about Bluestar's secret kits in Riverclan, he becomes closer to Bluestar though this doesn't last long... Will become the great warrior he was destined to be or will he go down on unwinding path full of bloodshed and murder?

[rustyvolumedial3-archive]

It's a quiet night. Peaceful. No distressing scents upon the ground, no concerning noises carried by the breeze. Rustpaw is content to simply wander, following game trails or not, until arriving at the top of a shallow, grassy hill, where another Cybertronian is likewise enjoying the evening air.

Fortunately, it's one Rustpaw recognizes.

Still. It would be rude to intrude without warning, so the cassette sends a soft ping as a greeting.

@rustyvolumedial3 liked for a starter

The medic can be found lay down on a blanket outside, simply staring up at the stars, admiring the constellations, blissfully unaware she had company.

[the-greed-of-owls]

Moon 0 Part 1

Dodderstar woke up from a rather nice dream. She was hunting rabbits, big and juicy. Luckily for her, the rabbits will stay plump for a while, but not much longer. Leaf-fall just begun and Leaf-bare was right around the corner.

She stretched and walked to the entrance to her den, she could hear the chitter of her young clanmates, of course they all woke up just as the sun showed it's red mane. Dodderstar looked at her young charges: Rustpaw, a cream tabby tom who just became her apprentice, Charlockkit a golden and white tabby she-kit just a moon younger than Rustpaw, Peonykit, third youngest with unusual black and brown pelt and Foxglovekit, the youngest and newest addition to the clan.

Dodderstar watched as Rustpaw kept the 3 young she-kits captivated in some kind of a story. He sat on a stone near the apprentices den, head high. Foxglovekit was trying to merge with his cream pelt and looking both uncertain and as if she was trying to say something. Peonykit looked at Rustpaw captivated while Charlockkit wouldn't stay sitting, zooming from one side of the stone to the other.

Dodderstar smiled but then quickly frowned. Leaf-bare was just around the corner, would the 4 young cats survive it? Cold will bring illnesses and Dodder couldn't help but feel anxious. There was no medicine cat in the clan and the herb storage was- lacking. She knew enough about illnesses and proper treatments from Heronpaw but- what if wasn't enough?

Rustpaw suddenly perked up and waved to Dodderstar with a bright smile. He jumped of the rock, knocking Foxglove into Peony and run up to Dodder all excited.

"What are we doing today?! It's our first day as mentor and apprentice, it's /has/ to be perfect!" - asked Rustpaw, twitching his ears like a kitten.

"Actually - Dodder smiled - It's our second day as mentor and apprentice"

"W-well, yesterday doesn't count! I was on a mission!" - Rustpaw's chest fluffed up and he puffed his cheeks.

Right- Mission. Dodderstar looked at Foxglovekit for a moment. The tortie was listening to Peony and Charlock talk about something.

"What are we going to do?! I want to learn everything! Please Dodderstar! Please let's go train!" - begged Rustpaw.

"Hmmm" - the leader looked at her apprentice.

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[hogwartsobsessively]

My two hyper-fixations met and they have a choke hold on me

Meet ThunderPaw(Strike), RustPaw(Stripe), and BrightPaw(Pool)!

[aquanightau]

Chapter Eleven

The gatherings take place at night, when the first sighting of the moon through the roof of the water show. But it's tradition for every clan to arrive early, and greet those they’ve befriended or to talk a bit.

“Shellpaw!” Claypaw shouted, dashing at her brother.

“Claypaw!” Shellpaw responded, his smile wide as she hurled herself onto him. How he missed the presence of his sister.

“How are you? Is CoralClan treating you well?” Shellpaw asked as he rolled back up into a sitting position.

Shellpaw could barely make out what Claypaw had said through the noise of the gathering cats, “Awesome! They have a speed trial instead of catching Half-Moons! It's really interesting!”

“Oh, how does it work?” Shellpaw inquired, peering over Claypaw’s shoulder to see two familiar faces. It was Whirlclaw and Darkpelt talking!

“The apprentices run through loads of tunnels of coral! If they're fast enough to outpace two mentors, then they are considered well enough to be done with their apprenticeship!” Claypaw meowed, jumping around in demonstration of the event before noticing her brother’s slight disinterest, “Do you need to do medicine cat things? I don’t mind going. I promised to hangout with Redpaw.”

An undertone growl rolled from Shellpaw’s throat. Before leaving, Claypaw turned to her brother, “Give her another chance. Maybe talk to her another time.

“As if.” Shellpaw responded, his face contorting. Whatever, he’d go talk to Darkpelt.

Padding over, he began to hear the conversation going on between MangroveClan’s medicine cat and deputy.

“Tch, right, as if you would be brave enough,” The deputy meowed to the medicine cat, who quickly retaliated.

“At least I wouldn’t run away with my tail in between my hinds!” Darkpelt teased, his tail tucked neatly between his paws.

“Hey! That was once, and I was still an apprentice!” Whirlclaw pawed Darkpelt’s nuzzle, “and you and all the other apprentices were trying to scare me.”

“I don’t know what ya talkin’ ‘bout!” Darkpelt meowed, a mischievous grin on his face as he spotted Shellpaw moving near.

Darkpelt’s tail flicked in front of Whirlclaw as he padded towards Shellpaw, “Heya Shellpaw!”

“Hello.” Shellpaw responded, watching Whirlclaw flick away Darkpelt’s tail.

“How are you?” Whirlclaw turned to face him, swatting away Darkpelt’s tail once again, a huge grin on Darkpelt’s face as he watched Whirlclaw grow infuriated.

“Fine, KelpClan has sufficed with its resources.” Shellpaw answered, settling down, “MangroveClan?”

“We’re-” Whirlclaw began, quickly being interrupted by Darkpelt, “Doin’ wonderful! Everythings under control.”

Behind Shellpaw, he could hear a snickering noise and quickly turned to face the sound, laying eyes on a solid dark brown cat.

“Wonderful? How about you say that to our sick leader!” the cat proclaimed, resulting in a hiss from Darkpelt.

“Rustpaw, leave.” Whirlclaw meowed at the apprentice, who faltered at Whirlclaw’s glare.

“I’m only telling the truth,” Rustpaw meowed, scurrying away.

“Murkystar is ill?” Shellpaw inquired, staring at the two cats before him.

Before Whirlclaw responded, his tail brushed against Darkpelt’s pelt, whose face seemed to have contorted at the question.

“Murkystar is fine. She’s had a cough for a while now though, and we aren’t sure why.” Whirlclaw answered, leaving Shellpaw uncertain. Were they hiding something? Why would they get mad at Rustpaw for revealing that?

“We should get going, Murkystar will probably want to talk to us before the gathering,” Whirlclaw continued, his gaze blurred.

“Oh um, okay,” Shellpaw meowed, watching as the pair rose and began to pad away. Perhaps he’d go ask Rustpaw more about Murkystar? The moon had begun rising though, and soon the gathering would begin.

Shellpaw found a spot to rest and sat down, watching the kelp around him sway to the ocean’s current. At the center of the kelp layed a large rock, the Meeting Stone.

He watched as Lichenstar began padding up the stone, and knowing that only a few moments remained before the gathering would begin. Shellpaw’s drawn eyes blink, his eyelids growing heavy.

“Hey Shellpaw!” Sharkspine called out, shocking the drowsy cat. Just behind him was Darkpelt, walking unsteadily, “You want to join the rest of the medicine cats? We’re sitting just over there.”

Sharkspine’s paw pointed to the left of the rock, Shellpaw spotted the remaining cats, “Sure, I guess, why not?”

Upon arriving where Coraseback and Swiftclaw waited, a howl gained everyone’s attention to the top of the pillar, “Let the gathering begin!” CoralClan’s leader announced.

“Thank you Reefstar,” Lichenstar meowed, padding forth, “Allow me to begin.”

The leaders behind him nodded, a barely audible cough accompanying.

“As many of you may know, Rootdash, KelpClan’s medicine, had recently disappeared. Fortunately, she is being succeeded by her apprentice, a wonderful cat, Shellpaw.” A murmur arose in the crowd, and gazes seemed to turn onto him, causing a chill to run down his spine.

“Unfortunately, it seems that the otters that inhabit the nearby areas of the kelp forest have moved near us, leading to injury with an apprentice. He is soon to fully recover, and receive his new name in honor of his ability to catch a Half-Moon.”

“How wonderful,” Reefstar meowed, padding forward as Lichenstar backed up, “It's wonderful to hear apprentices getting the recognition they deserve.”

“CoralClan is doing wonderful,” They continued speaking, “We've had plenty of fish as of recently, and we welcome in new kittens, apprentices, and two new warriors! Please give a warm welcome to Fogspot and Jellyswipe.”

A warm greeting flowed through the crowd, feeling almost contrasting to how they reacted to Shellpaw’s introduction.

Reefstar soaked in the warm welcome before padding back, urging the next two leaders forward, “Murkystar, Driftstar?”

Driftstar dragged his paws forward, a tired expression on his face, “CurrentClan is well. We thrive, I guess. Fish levels are normal, although we’ve seen many more rogues recently. Please be cautious with them.”

Quickly, he returned to his position on the pillar, leaving Murkystar to pad forward, coughing once again, “MangroveClan is fairing well,” She paused, clearing trying to hold back more coughs, “We’ve been joined by a new warrior.” She coughed before continuing, “it seems that Dropwater is upon us. The sun falls sooner and it grows cold.”

Murkystar was right, Dropwater had begun arriving, and much sooner than normal. There was the possibility that this cold could push the otters even closer to KelpClan camp.

“Thank you,” Murkystar meekly finished, backing up and letting out yet another cough.

The moon had just reached its peak, and the tide’s above them rapidly speeding up. It was time to go, and KelpClan sure was quick about it. Every cat had left the area within a few moments, all traversing back to camp.

Shellpaw wished Tidepaw was with him now. All the other apprentices had returned to CoralClan, leaving just a few more days till they would return. For now though, Shellpaw padded back to camp alone, surrounded by his clan.

This post, at least in my time, comes out on 01/29/2025. Ever wondered why I pushed back the date? Well I let you know. ITS MY BIRTHDAY! And it’s also lunar new year so I wish you all a happy lunar new year.

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT. ITS THE GATHERING! It’s still quite short, but that’s because i’ve had no time today and yesterday to work on it :(( Anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter. There’s a lot of new names but I’m telling you this so you know, besides Rustpaw and the leaders, there’s no real reason to remember the new names. Also, I plan to make an exclusive side chapter on AO3, how we feeling about that?

Anyways, imma go celebrate and cherish my day of birth a little more, thanks for the read!

[elementclangen]

Rustpaw and Pigeonspot's Adult Sprites

Pigeonspot; Earth-blessed she-cat with a power level of 17 (very low); Lonesome, lore master, and a strange dreamer

Rustpaw; Powerless she-cat; Compassionate, campkeeper, and a great speaker

[rustyvolumedial3-archive]

"Well. I say track, but I guess I just mean Paw's good at finding things." And what he really-really means is that Rustpaw spent millions of years earning a living by finding things, including people, and often times 'retrieving' them. But that's neither here nor there.

"If there's a way to locate your missing transport, Rustpaw can manage it. And definitely won't mind," Volume adds. "Being helpful's practically in our job description."

He absently brushes a hand against the Patrol badge attached to one side of his chest: a circular design, fairly simplistic, consisting mainly of different colored stripes inside a ring of stars. Distinctly non-Cybertronian, which is something that usually throws people off long enough for Volume to get out of worsening situations if he needs to.

Ravage smiles and finds herself accidentally falling into one of her old psyop personas--ditzy but cute--and reminds herself to cut it out. But it's hard not to feel and seem ditzy when you've lost the Sanctuary Station diplomatic shuttle.

(Technically, it's misplaced, not lost. She hopes. And she wasn't the one who moved it. But.)

The truth is, her social status is embarrassing as hell. It doesn't mean much on Sanctuary proper, but for Sanctuary to be taken seriously in the Council of Worlds, they have to put on a good show sometimes. She even uses Soundwave's house-name now--it makes the Towers mecha from whose presence he was once cast out seethe visibly.

"I'm looking for the diplomatic shuttle from Sanctuary Station."

Ravage gives up on not looking ditzy. This is an authentic moment of ditz. "I suppose it's been moved? Oh, and I'm Ravi Kymata."

Then she notices that he's a Host, and her eyes widen, just for a second, and she schools her face. Things are different now. Maybe these cassettes chose their situation. Maybe. She hopes so. Her natural root mode has been mostly restored, and she's standing bipedally, though she only uses a feline face--after four million years, nothing else looks right in the mirror.

"Ravage Kymata," she finally says. She was trying to be...well, the person she is at home on Sanctuary. But now she's guarded. She never knows what the situation actually is when she meets cassettes and hostmecha--she only knows that Sanctuary has publicised the fact that all those things are reversible at no charge on the Station.