#Tinybounce

[bonefall]

Clanmew translations of some ocs

Petalsnow: Pfefiurch (Fluff petal-snow)

Snow prefix is supposed to mean snowfall

Hawkstep/star: Yi'issappa/Yi'ishai (Sparrowhawk-padding/star)

Not sure on the suffix

Rookstorm: Mraawbahahao (Crow-haster)

Doesn't seem to be a word for rook, went for haster because this man is a violent storm apparently

Willowmoon: Sawashowosha (Gray willow-moon halo)

Combined "shom" and "wosha" for the prefix, was very tempted to name them pussywillow but gray willow won in the end

Runningflame: Gabrllfyn (Crackling-cooking fire)

Sounds like a honor title tbh, this man can cook

Stoneclaw: Bponbkach (Boulder-claw)

She's a big woman, so big stone word it is

Monkeyfoot: Kossachungpwyyarr (Tree monster-foot)

Combination of "kossa" and "kichung" for the prefix, meant to be the generic term for certain animals. He'd likely have a honor title like Monkeyscar

Thundershine: Krrakashemimi (Thunder-has shined)

Meant to symbolize that lightning has hit and thunder will come soon

Splinterstripe: Karkseek (Chip-long stripe)

Couldn't find splinter so chip it is, neither of the stripe words really fit them but I went with seek because it sounds better

Piperleap/star: Krekekluara/Krekekshai (Gray heron-has jumped/star)

Piper wasn't on the lexicon so I just went for a bird word that began with K to match with their siblings. The leap part of their name symbolizes their shift from cleric training to becoming a warrior

Tinybounce: Eebpipip (Small-bouncing) or Peskepipip (small cluster of flowers-bouncing)

Little guy, so smol. Second translation was literally made because it fits with zir family's names so well (such as petal and rose)

Runningflame/Crackling-Cookingfire/Gabrilfyn is absolutely my favorite, TOTALLY sounds like an honor title, 100% excellent

Here's some more words for you! While I'm at it, I'll fill out the missing corvids;

Rook (Corvus frugilegus) = Naahg

Jackdaw (Corvus monedula) = Niw

Hooded Crow (Corvus cornix) = Aai

Red-billed Chough (Pyrrhocorax pyrrhocorax) = Hraor

This, with Nyok for Raven, Rawk for Carrion Crow, Ke'ek for Magpie, and Mraaw for Corvids as a generic term, completes the entire family!

Next is a few wood-related terms that are missing;

Splinter = Koa

Wood (General) = Okok

Pith (The spongy inner wood of plants, usually in reference to flax or soft rush) = Sowa

And lastly... on pipers.

Pipers are a rare bird for Clan cats to see. They're mostly shorebirds that come in-land to nest. There's well over a dozen fat, thin-billed, long-legged little waterbirds (called Waders) they see on a regular basis, but the two piper species they'd know about would be very rare.

So here's a generic term for you, and a couple of the most common ones. I found a good way to give you a K-term while most of this family has peepy-type calls;

Wader (Generic) = Kikaboo From Fang + Beak + Fat. Includes rails, coots, pipers, dunlins, etc. Birds with long legs, long little beaks like a tooth, and round bodies, found near water.

Beak (of a bird) = Kaba

Moorhen = Ia The most common wader in the territory. The closest thing to a chicken the Clan cats have.

Curlew (Numenius arquata) = Urloop An interesting little bird that nests close to kestrel nests, in spite of the danger. Featured in a Clanmew saying, "Curlew in the shadow of a kestrel," roughly means, "Choosing danger for the sake of safety"

Little Ringed Plover (Charadrius dubius) = Bieew A symbol of peace between RiverClan and WindClan in the Lake territory. The southern delta is mostly gravel and stony, the exact place that a Bieew likes to nest. Both Clans have an interest in protecting these pretty little birds, which can bring them together for negotiation.

Common Sandpiper (Actitis hypoleucos) = Peepapi A rare shore-dwelling bird that occasionally comes in-land to nest; not discovered until the Clan cats returned to the Lake. When used as a name, has a connotation of traveling or going on a salt patrol.

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As I was going through my save for New Tales of the Forest, I noticed that I have way too many cats sitting in Starclan than I'd probably ever use in these stories. I went through and selected a few to keep, and decided to leave the rest to you guys to decide. There's alot of cats, so there will be five cats per poll(except the very last poll), and the winner of the poll will stay in Starclan for future use.

[theforestgeneration-wcrp]

allegiances

Thunderclan Leader - Sparkstar Deputy - Flashfoot Medicine cat - Gravedigger Medicine cat Apprentice - Chestnutfall Warriors - Pinespots, Meadowfrost  Apprentices - Firepaw Kits - Riverclan Leader - Eelstar Deputy - Maggotfang Medicine cat - [ Reserved ] Medicine cat Apprentice - N/A Warriors - Swiftstrike Apprentices -  Kits - Windclan  Leader - Woolstar Deputy - Amberleaf Medicine cat - Creekrunner  Medicine cat apprentice - Warriors - Hailtail, Tinybounce Apprentices -  Kits - Skyclan Leader - Pigeonstar Deputy - Newtblaze Medicine cat -  Medicine cat apprentice Warriors - Apprentices - Larkpaw  Kits - Shadowclan Leader - Briarstar Deputy - Hawkfeather Medicine cat - Sootbug Medicine cat apprentice - Onionpaw  Warriors - Eeleyes Apprentices -  Kits -

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Warriors Ceremony

“Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath High Ledge for a clan meeting.” Boulderstar called out to the cats of Grottoclan, watching as most of the clan gathered. Tinybounce stayed to the side, keeping Lightningkit and Shrewkit entertained.

-----(I’m not writing an entire Warrior ceremony for 6 new warriors)-----

Mousepaw watched the ceremony from the back of the crowd. Brindlepaw, now Brindlestream, padded over to the tabby.

“You could get your warrior name too.” He spoke up, getting Mousepaw’s attention. “You’re older than us, surely you’re ready.”

Mousepaw shook his head and nudged the brown tortoiseshell tom lightly. “No. If your dreams are really visions, I want to wait so Slightwhisper can be here for it. It doesn’t feel right to get my warrior name without him around.”

Brindlestream smiled and nodded. “Alright. I understand. I’d want my siblings to be around if they were away too.”

“Wanna go out on patrol, warrior Brindlestream?” Mousepaw asked, putting a teasing emphasis on the last part of his friend’s new name.

Brindlestream chuckled softly. “Yeah. Let’s go.”

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A Test From Beyond the Grotto

Boulder awoke from his resting spot near the edge of camp to the sound of barking nearby. Startled, he crept into the bushes to hide.

Through the leaves, Boulder could see a large dog. He was so close to camp and could easily bring danger to Pebble and the rest of the cats living in the grotto. The thought of this beast harming his sister made Boulder’s blood boil. With a yowl, Boulder leapt from the bushes to confront the dog.

“GET OUT OF HERE, YOU MANGY MUTT!!!”

Boulder’s yowl alerted the other cats living in the Grotto, Pebble being one of the first to rush towards the commotion.

As the rest of the makeshift clan gathered at the edge of camp, they were surprised to find Boulder had chased the dog off victoriously. He even only had a few scratches and a nasty bite on his foreleg to show for it.

Boulder looked up to see the other cats watching, his breathing heavy from that fight. “Is everyone alright?” He asked.

Whiteear look at the black and white tom in awe, watching how the white of his fur seemed to almost sparkle in the starlight. With a gasp, she hurried over to him.

“Come with me.” She whispered as she led the tom away from the group.

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New Friends

“Well, hello there.” Dappledmist smiled as she walked over to sniff the brown newcomer. “I’m glad you decided to come.”

“You made the grotto sound amazing to live in. How could I not?” The tom purred.

With a pleased purr, Dappledmist playfully batted at his ear. “Let’s play a bit. Get to know each other as clanmates!”

“Sure.” Tinybounce chuckled before chasing after the dappled tortoiseshell.

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Newcomers

The next morning, Whiteear was surprised to find five new cats in the Grotto.

Including a slender brown tom with darker markings. He stood out quite a bit compared to the bigger cats that came with him.

With a sigh, Whiteear decided to greet these newcomers while her sister slept. If they were here to join, then they’d need to work.

“You all are riddled with fleas!” Whiteear snarled, flicking away a small black bug with her paw. “I need you all to start hunting right away! We need beetles and rodents to get rid of these pests!”

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Dappledmist’s Hunt

Dappledmist decided to go to a nearby farm to hunt for cats to join her.

She met quite a few cats, including the spotted brown tom Tinybounce.

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Creating Your Cats for Future stories pt. 1

Submitted by: @lurking-in-windclan-camp  I hope you like him. I randomized the traits and he got shy, which is what the picture is of.

Name: Tinybounce Age: 9 years and 10 moons Orientation: Demiromantic Bisexual Current Mate: N/A Family: N/A Clan/Group: loner Gender: Tom

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AFoT: BG - Story 15

Leaffall - moon 2

"From this moment on, you will be known as Strikehop!" Redstar announced to the blue-grey molly below.

Lightkit watched the other cats cheer for the newest warrior. Everyone but the molly grumbling away in the medicine den behind her. The white molly looked back at Windrobin, the medicine cat pacing the den with a look of annoyance on her face.

It made sense. Only a few weeks ago had Lightkit and her sister been saved from that horrid beast. The cats who saved them had been gravely injured. Redstar, the red tom sitting high upon his perch as he spoke to his clan, had even lost a life with his distraction of the wolf to save them. Yawningstalk had said the leader only had two lives left.

Lightkit got up and padded back into the medicine den, watching as Windrobin paused in her pacing and flicked her tail.

"Miss Windrobin?" Lightkit asked, looking up at the younger medicine cat. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Windrobin sighed softly and sat with her tail curled around her paws. "Just tired."

"Because of Redstar and Tinybounce?" Ashkit, Lightkit's sister, piped up.

Windrobin sighed softly. "Nothing can cure stupidity, and unfortunately the toms here seem to be full of it."

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AFot: BG - Story 14

Leaffall - moon 1

Windrobin hissed softly as she worked to patch up Tinybounce. "You'll never heal properly if you keep trying to be a hero." She huffed, packing cobwebs onto the injuries of the older cat. "At this rate, you won't even make it to elderhood."

It hadn't been long since Tinybounce had returned with the two kits he and Redstar had saved. Both kits were curled up in a nest nearby so Windrobin could check over them later.

Yawningstalk had gone out with a patrol to go find Redstar, in case the leader needed help with that wolf he was dealing with. Leaving Windrobin in charge of tending to the injured tom before her, along with two scared kits.

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AFoT: BG - Story 13

Leaffall - moon 1

The forest was unusually quiet, except for the sounds of twelve paws racing through the undergrowth mixed with the thunderous growls of the beast giving chase.

With a rush of adrenaline, Tinybounce pushed forward to try and get some distance between them and the wolf chasing them. The white kitten in his mouth trembling from fear.

Daisyclan's leader, Redstar, was close behind the older tom, a smaller chocolate point kitten being held by her scruff in his jaws. The red tom had a determined look in his eyes. He quickly jumped onto a high rock and set the kit he'd been carrying down.

"Tinybounce! Up here!" The leader called, watching the spotted tabby tom follow his lead and leap to safety.

"Now what?" Tinybounce questioned, taking the time to try and catch his breath and clean the blood from the stump that used to be his tail.

Redstar looked at Tinybounce, the tom's ginger and brown fur matted with blood from the reopened wound on his flank. He then glanced at the two kittens they'd saved. He then stood and waved his tail.

"I'll distract it. You get these two back to camp." Redstar ordered. "You're in no condition to fight, so have Dewfur send a patrol if I'm not back by sundown."

Tinybounce silently nodded, and watched as the red tom leapt back down from the rock and hissed at the wolf.

He watched as Redstar led the wolf away, before gathering up the two scared kits and herding them towards Daisyclan camp.

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AFoT: BG - Story 12

Greenleaf - moon 3

Mudpaw bounced with excitement as he followed his mentor on border patrol. It hadn't been long since his sister Snowpaw had joined Starclan and Magpiepaw went missing. The loss of his sisters, along with the constant doting on that new kit Swarmkit, was all that seemed to fill Mudpaw's mother's mind. Did Levi really forget that she has two other BLOOD kits? Two strong toms eager and willing to help provide for and defend the clan?

Mudpaw hissed softly at his thoughts. It was nice to get away from camp and that annoying grey ball of fluff for the moment. Besides, it's not Levi's fault her attention was focused more on her foster kit. Snowpaw's death had taken it's toll on everyone. No one ever expects an apprentice to just simply drown in the nearby pond, even if they had thick fur like the half-kittypet litter did.

Mudpaw paused as he began to ponder. Even with such a thick pelt, Snowpaw was the best swimmer he'd known aside from Ravenpelt. It just didn't make sense that she'd drown so easily.

As Mudpaw was lost in thought, large paws raced towards him. The mostly white tom was torn from his ponderings as he heard the growls, turning to see the large dog so close to him.

Mudpaw jumped to the side to hopefully dodge the oncoming dog and quickly get to a tree. Unfortunately, his timing was off, feeling pain flood his body as teeth clamped down on his leg and tail. The small tom let out a pained yowl as he was shook around by his trapped appendages. He tried to swipe his claws at the dog in an attempt to defend himself. All he managed was to get thrown across the clearing. He winced as his back hit the trunk of a tree. He looked up at the blood filled jaws ready to take advantage of his injured state in fear. He was sure he'd be joining Snowpaw soon.

With an angered hiss, Tinybounce lunged at the dog. He ran his claws against the dog's side and snarled, fur on end. The dog got one swipe in at Tinybounce's flank before the sound of another patrol came towards them.

Being outnumbered and unable to gain an easy meal, the dog turned tail and ran off.

Mudpaw finally closed his eyes, relief washing over him as he passed out.

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AFoT: BG - Story 2

Newleaf - moon 1

Ravenpelt had just returned from hunting patrol alongside Redsight and Tinybounce, not expecting to be bowled over by Strikekit.

"Oops!" The light blue-grey kit squeaked. "Sorry, Ravenpelt!"

Ravenpelt chuckled softly as he regained his balance. "It's alright. What's the hurry?" He asked as he picked back up his catch of tasty fish.

"We're playing tag!" Strikekit squealed excitedly.

"Shouldn't Freezingpaw focus on his training?" Redsight pondered, before seeing the mostly black kitten racing towards Strikekit, followed by a mostly white kit with black paws. "Oh? Who are they?"

"No clue." Tinybounce shrugged. "One of the patrols must've found them." He then padded away to put his catch in the prey pile.

Ravenpelt nodded and started to follow, pausing as he caught sight of a familiar white coat and silver bell. It couldn't be... Could it?

Dropping his fish at the prey pile and snagging a plump squirrel, the tuxedo tom padded up to the molly. The queen was grooming a protesting white and black tom kit. She paused as she looked up at Ravenpelt, a purr rumbling in her chest.

"Good to see you again, Ravenpelt." The white molly brushed her fluffy white tail under his muzzle. "It's been a few moons."

Ravenpelt nodded, still surprised she was even there. He gently set the squirrel down in front of her. The kit's eyes lit up and he scrambled to his feet, excited to try the new food.

"The kits are wonderful, Levi." Ravenpelt purred, watching the tiny tom get distracted by the squirrel's fluffy tail. "I know they'll be great warriors."

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Grottoclan

“Pesky fly!” Dappledmist huffed, swatting away the black insect buzzing around her ear. She’d gone out to mark some borders for the clan’s territory. Should she have probably brought another cat or two with her? Sure. But she hadn’t thought about it at the time. Besides, who would she even ask? Boulderstar was out hunting with Ravenpelt, her sister Whiteear was helping Levi with the new kits in the nursery, and Starclan knows where Pebble and that silver tabby she dotes over went. She could have asked Tinybounce to come, but Dappledmist figured the elderly tom should get to relax in camp.

Her ears perked at the sound of rustling leaves, turning her head towards the direction of the sound as a grey tom stepped out of the bushes.

“Hey!” The tom smiled as he padded up to the dappled tortoiseshell. “You’re one of those clan cats, right? Snakebrook said you’d be out here!”

“Yes, I am.” Dappledmist lifted her head proudly. “Are you looking to join the clan? We could use the extra paws.”

“Is that okay? I don’t want to intrude.”

“You’ll be fine.” Dappledmist waved her paw. “Boulderstar is pretty lenient on visitors, as long as they help the clan while staying with us. Think you can handle catching a few mice and birds?”

“Can I?!” The tom lifted his head. “I caught those all the time before ending up at the barn!”

Dappledmist chuckled softly at the tom’s eagerness. “Alright. We’ll finish this patrol, and then you can show me how well you can hunt.”