#dark forest warrior

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Resident: Hollylion

Aliases / Nicknames: Bitch, Cheating Bitch, The Worst Mate Ever, Disloyal Foxheart, Heartbreaker, Dearheart, My love, Sweetie

Gender: female

Sexuality: heterosexual

Family: Goldsting (mother), Airnettle (father), Poolflake (aunt), Splinterwisp (uncle), Elderfleck (sister), Chasmmoon, Pricklestar (brothers), Torndrop, Boulderbloom, Sleekspike, Olivedapple, Mallowspots, Ratspeckle, Frigidshock, Stoneslash, Volcanonoise, Burdockpaw, Goosefluff, Ripplefrost, Cresspaw, Smokehare, Minnowspore (daughters), Shinefur, Echoheart, Scorchhaze, Pearpaw, Nettlefoot, Shatterram, Daffodilstripe, Nutpad, Fawnfleck, Fluffyheather, Birdfluff, Sootseeker, Flipjump, Jaypaw, Bluekit, Brightlily (sons), Laurelmurk, Archpatch, Summitdusk (granddaughters) Poolthrush, Shalequake (grandsons), Splashstar (grandmother) Jumpmask (grandfather), Pearfeather, Tabasco, Zelda, Chiquito, Alyconefleck (former mates)

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Jaypaw, Boulderbloom (former apprentices)

Clan: Thunderclan

Rank: elder

Characteristics: cheats on mates, charismatic, connection to the Dark Forest

Number of Victims: 41

Number of Murders: 0

Method of Harm: cheating on mate, dragging her kits into her mess

Known Victims: Pearfeather, Tobasco, Fork, Zelda, Lazlo, Shadowkite Chiquito, Burrowfur, Lilacpatch, Burnetspot, Shinefur, Echoheart, Scorchhaze, Pearpaw, Nettlefoot, Shatterram, Daffodilstripe, Nutpad, Fawnfleck, Fluffyheather, Birdfluff, Sootseeker, Flipjump, Jaypaw, Bluekit, Brightlily, Torndrop, Boulderbloom, Sleekspike, Olivedapple, Mallowspots, Ratspeckle, Frigidshock, Stoneslash, Volcanonoise, Burdockpaw, Goosefluff, Ripplefrost, Cresspaw, Smokehare, Minnowspore

Victim Profile: mates, kits (indirectly)

Cause of Death: heart attack

Cautionary Tale: heartbreak has consequences

Story:

When she was a kit, she dreamed of having a loving mate. Pearfeather wasn’t that though. Always ‘too busy’ to spend time with her.

So who could blame her for seeking attention from others?

Tabasco was fun for a while.

When Pearfeather died, she turned to her new mate, Zelda, for a time, but he was so boring! Always so nervous around everyone.

So she may have messed around a bit.

And Zelda may have hated her by the end of their relationship, but it was fine, because she had a new mate!

But then Chiquito got mad because she had an affair, so she may have gotten a new mate, but then he died, so back to Zelda it was.

She ended up having a whopping 31 kits, and even loved some of them.

Sure Sootseeker murdered two of his siblings, but most of them turned out ok! So what was the big deal?

It wasn’t like a lifetime of breaking hearts could have consequences…

Additional Information:

--Submission by @ambitiousauthor

--Ambitious: "I have discovered the ‘have affair’ button on Lifegen"

--Her kits are listed as victims bc their mom constantly having blatant affairs really messed them up.

--For a split second I thought that this was extreme of StarClan to condemn her for this but then I remembered all of Squirrelflight's Hope.

[jj-exe]

[greatsylveon2007wc]

Ripped off from a design I made for a map I'll never host that was an awesome design and I for some reason downgraded it to whatever my redesign was. This is like the fourth time I draw her hopefully it's the last

The scar on her muzzle was earned as a dark forest trainee, mimicking Tigerstar's :)

[residences-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Resident: Bluecreek

Aliases / Nicknames: ??

Gender: male (demi)

Sexuality: demi-homosexual, demiromantic

Family: Sparrowsmoke (mother), unnamed ThunderClan father

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Frogpaw (apprentice)

Clan: RiverClan

Rank: warrior

Characteristics: poor impulse control, cold, grumpy, loves his mom

Murder Motive: vengenace

Number of Victims: 

Number of Murders: 

Murder Method: leading into traps, feeding to foxes, suffocating, bashing skull, slitting throat

Known Victims: Frogpaw, Brownstar, Mudfoot, Lowstone, Tigerfin

Victim Profile: cats who causes his mother's exile, cats who spoke badly to his mother

Cause of Death: throat slit (executed)

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story: 

Bluecreek's earliest memory was his mother's warm embrace, her purrs, and her voice as she told him how much she loved him.

His second earliest memory was when he had to watch, helpless, as his mother was exiled.

No one would listen to him. He protested, tried to cling on to her legs and wailed for her not to leave, for anyone to stop her and make her stay. But despite of his devastation, the Clan would not heed.

No one stood up for her. They merely stood by in silence, letting it happen without so much as twitching their whiskers. Anyone who did speak called Sparrowsmoke a traitor, a disloyal fleabag, and other such words that Bluekit's little mind was utterly distraught to hear.

She had had her son with an enemy warrior, and for that crime of love, she was to be ripped away from him, and Bluekit was to be raised in a Clan that saw his very existence as an insult to StarClan.

Not that most warriors said those thoughts out loud. That was mostly the words of the elders and senior warriors when they didn't think Bluekit was near enough to hear, but that didn't matter.

It wouldn't have mattered if they all treated him like StarClan's prophet.

They tore his mother away from him.

They were all complicit in her exile.

Bluecreek hated them all.

But he kept these thoughts to himself, shimmering anger that he kept under control as he played the role of the perfect little Clanmate.

Then word spread that Sparrowsmoke had died, crushed beneath the massive paws of a monster while wandering Twolegplace.

Anger burst into full out rage.

They took his mother away from him, ripping her from his side while he was still barely weaned. Then she died away from him, away from her home, in a horrible accident that she never would have been in if it weren't for all of them--then they had the audacity to act sad! As if it weren't their fault in the first place!

Bluecreek couldn't take it any longer. He couldn't stand to be Brownstar's perfect, obedient subordinate any longer.

He would hurt him.

He would kill him.

He wasn't sure how to do it at first. He didn't know how many lives Brownstar had left, but surely it would be more than one. Doing the deed was hard enough without getting caught on its own, but when his victim could come back from the dead to tell all what he's done?

He didn't have to think for long. The answer came to him in the form of two trespassing foxes. Bluecreek simply had to race back to camp for Brownstar when the camp was mostly empty--the presence of the canines caused an increase in patrol sizes. Bluecreek feigned panic as he explained that his apprentice, Frogpaw, was trapped and needed help.

Brownstar, as the fittest in camp, was the only one available to run after him.

There was a trap. Bluecreek didn't lie about that part.

Bluecreek only had to step subtly over it, and Brownstar, behind him, raced after-- and screeched in pain as the Foxtrap ensnared his leg in an agonizing grip. Bluecreek was going to finish him off himself, but Brownstar's cries of pain drew the attention of the foxes. Bluecreek simply had to hide in a nearby tree and watch as they ripped that mother-killer alive. No risking second lives, after all!

No one thought that Bluecreek was involved. It was just those horrible foxes that killed their dear leader and the poor apprentice that was so close to earning his warrior name.

Frogpaw hadn't been alive when Sparrowsmoke was exiled, but Bluecreek had no qualms killing him. He was a spoiled brat, and being Bluecreek's apprentice and having to follow his every step, he was also a liability.

Bluecreek had killed the leader. The hard part was over, but he was far from finished.

Next came Mudfoot, the elder who spat at Sparrowsmoke and called her a faithless fox-heart before he went on to call Bluepaw "the very embodiment of StarClan's disgrace." Bluepaw had silently promised then that the old bat would choke on his words, and he did, in a way, with the help of thorns tucked into his food. They stuck into the inside of his throat on one end and held onto the mass of half-eaten fish with the other, blocking his airway--not that anyone noticed. Mudfoot had simply scoffed down a morsel too big, that was all there was too it. There was simply no need to study his insides to confirm a story that everyone already believed to be true.

Then came Lowstone, the easiest. She was the oldest in the Clan, with frail bones and shaky steps. She left the camp for fresh air, but thanks to stones slippery from a recent rainfall, she 'lost her footing' and cracked open her head. At least, that's the conclusion everyone came to.

Funny. She left the camp and never made it back, almost like the same cat that Lowstone had called a frog-lover.

There was another elder that would have died by Bluecreek's claws as well, but he succumbed to last season's bout of greencough. At least Bluecreek could take solace in knowing that he suffered, if the endless coughing fits were any indication.

Bluecreek's final victim was Tigerfin, the one who caught Sparrowsmoke meeting with a ShadowClan tom. It was his fault all of this happened at all!

Bluecreek suggested they patrol together. Tigerfin was obviously put off, but he had no good reason to refuse. Alone and far away from help, Bluecreek confronted him. When Tigerfin snapped and called his mother a selfish betrayer, Bluecreek lost all self-control and tackled him. They moved together in a whirlwind of teeth and claws until finally the sound of tearing skin cut through their yowls.

Bluecreek broke away and watched, chin raised and eyes narrowed to slits, as Tigerfin wriggled on the ground, desperately trying in vain to stop the blood from pouring out of his throat.

Tigerfin begged Bluecreek to help him, pointing out that Bluecreek wouldn't want to be responsible for the death of a Clanmate. Bluecreek had laughed back at him and stated that he already was.

Bluecreek stood triumphantly over his body. He would have yowled out his victory if he wasn't shoved to the ground by Reedheart, Frogpaw's littermate.

The younger tom had disliked Bluecreek even before his brother's death, thanks to Bluecreek's inability to protect the apprentice that had been put under his care. But now that Bluecreek had all but confessed outright that he had killed Frogpaw deliberately, Reedheart now glared at him with a burning hatred.

Reedheart shouted at his face, calling him a traitor and a murderer.

Bluecreek had sneered in response, and sarcastically asked him what he would do. Kill him and become the same?

Reedheart responded that he wasn't like Bluecreek. Instead, he dragged him back to the camp. Already bloodied and exhausted, Bluecreek wasn't able to put up a strong enough fight.

In the centre of the camp with a hissing crowd around him, Bluecreek refused to show any signs that he was sorry. He looked them all in the eye and told them that if he could kill every last one of them, he would, and to not think for a second that any of them were safe just because he was exiled--just like they exiled his mother!

Needlestar responded that he didn't have to worry about meeting the same fate as Sparrowsmoke.

Additional Information: 

--It's possible that Tigerfin wanted to be with Sparrowsmoke, and was furious when she had kits with someone else (someone dead, otherwise they would have spoken up during her exile), and lied about her having a mate from ShadowClan.

[painh]

My edgy Warriors OC i made when I was 10, Nightfrost!

[goldentrashpanda101]

Darkest shadow

[brazenbullock]

Hawkfrost my boy, I gave him a little villain moustache for him to twirl

Also don't be fooled by the fluff he is a tiny boy his sister got all the beef

[s1lly-warri0rs-des1gns]

Evil little murder kitty

Dark forest version + speed paint + notes under the cut

FLASH WARNING FOR THE SPEED PAINT

It’s kind of annoying that I can’t put them next to each other but oh well.

Very spiky fur, bouba and Kiki and all of that

Front claws are almost always poking out

The dark forest versions colours are more on the purple side

Big ol’ cut in the dark forest version is from scourge + I just like the hc that the dark forest cats still have the injury’s that killed them I think it’s edgy and cool

And also in the dark forest version, the star on his forehead is broken in half

Over all, I’m quite fond of this design, especially the colours on both versions!

[mourninglamby]

got this feeling I'm in motion

(inprnt)

[krabbu]

Poor Antpaw! Double-killed by Ivypaw in the books, disappearing forever... This comic is both a parody of a real shitty comic convinced that DND is a gateway to satanism, and of both how the books and artists view antpaw. Part of my goofy chic tract parody series. :3c

[grumpytoby]

tiger dark headshots just for fun

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Resident: Furzerose

Aliases / Nicknames: ??

Gender: she-cat

Sexuality: bisexual, demiromantic

Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, Sweetkit (son)

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Frostpaw (apprentice)

Clan: ShadowClan

Rank: warrior

Characteristics: tends to show dramatic facial expressions

Murder Motive: vengeance

Number of Victims: 2

Number of Murders: 1

Murder Method: leading into dangerous situations, dog

Known Victims: Frostpaw, Shrewfly

Victim Profile: the daughter of who she wanted to hurt, the warrior that took her kit from her

Cause of Death: blunt force trauma, head injury

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story: 

While the prospect of becoming a mother came as quite the surprise, Furzerose came to love the kits that she would have. She spent days just thinking about them. What would they look like? How many would she have? Should she name them now or wait until she saw them?

For just a moon, they were her entire life. Feeling them in her belly became so normal. Much as she disliked the discomfort, she loved any reminder that her kits were right there! They would be coming so, so soon. She would be a mother!

She should have been a mother.

ThunderClan had invaded the camp. Most of the ShadowClan warriors were away on patrol. Furzerose had to help her Clanmates--she tried to be as careful as she could, but then a ThunderClan tom grabbed her, slammed her to the ground--

Her son was born dead. Her precious little one, her Sweetkit...There was no better name for him. He was her sweetheart, her baby, her little one...and he was stolen from her before they could ever even meet.

Furzerose was numb. She remained in the nursery for a couple moons longer while she processed her grief, before slowly being coaxed into the warriors' den.

Then one day, while picking a lizard from the fresh-kill pile, her jaw dropped and the reptile tumbled to the ground.

That warrior!

That warrior was being escorted in by a patrol. The warrior introduced himself as Shrewfly and pleaded to join the Clan, as one of the ShadowClan she-cats--one of Furzerose's supposed allies, mind you--was pregnant with his kits.

He was going to be a father.

Furzerose was going to have to see him every day, happy and carefree while he got to see his kit everday, while Furzerose's last memory of her son was a corpse.

She made her distaste known, making comments against Shrewfly's origins whenever she could, and refusing to help at all with his and that traitor's kit, Frostkit.

Truthfully, she didn't care all too much which Clan he came from. But he was the one that killed her Sweetkit. She wanted to make his life as uncomfortable and hard as she possibly could.

Then Frostpaw was apprenticed to her.

Furzerose could see later how it was clearly due to her strongly held opinions. Dawnstar likely wanted her to bond with Frostpaw so that maybe she would become softer towards her parents.

At the time, though, Furzerose saw it as a blessing from StarClan.

Her kit was stolen from that fox-heart, and now here she was, in complete control and power over his own kit.

She let her live for two moons. If she killed her right away, it would be suspicious. It was hard to contain herself. Every time she saw that vile little fox-kit, she was reminded of her son. When Frostpaw's tail flicked, Furzerose thought of Sweetkit's undeveloped nub. When Frostpaw bounced on her paws, Furzerose thought of how Sweetkit's were surrounded by worms. Away, in the dirt. Away from her.

But keeping her alive for two more moons meant two more moons of Shrewfly loving his daughter, spending time with her, growing his love of her...making it harder to get over her.

Frostpaw was nervous, but had complete confidence in her when Furzerose ordered her to fight the dog when it came charging towards them.

Frostpaw tried at first, then quickly turned-tail and climbed up the same tree that Furzerose was taking shelter in. Furzerose wasn't going to let her get away that easily!

She grabbed the apprentice and threw her down to that dog. But she lost her grip and Frostpaw pulled at her--they both tumbled to the ground.

Furzerose would land on her head. Everything would go black the moment she smacked against the uneven ground.

But the few seconds before, as she fell from the branch, she could hear the terrified and painful screeching of Frostpaw as the dog's jaws grabbed her from the air, and she fell smiling.

Additional Information: 

--This takes place just before Cloudstar's Journey. The kits he had that he left with the Clans at the end would be older apprentices by the beginning of this story.

--Shrewfly didn't notice that she was pregnant because of the rush of battle. If he had, he never would have touched her.

[jj-exe]

~!Brokenstar of the Dark Forest!~

[residences-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Resident: Shortberry

Aliases / Nicknames: Idiot, Coward, Sick-spreader

Gender: tom

Sexuality: bisexual (realized in afterlife)

Family: Sandyfreckle (mother), Fallowmark (father), Warmcreek (sister), Burntthroat (brother)

Other Relations: Gorseflower (mentor)

Clan: ThunderClan

Rank: warrior

Characteristics: incredibly shy, hates bothering others, would rather suffer than risk embarrassment, doubts himself a lot, has severe anxiety

Murder Motive: N/A

Number of Victims: 4+ (unintentional)

Number of Murders: 4 (unintentional)

Murder Method: neglecting own sickness and spreading it to others

Known Victims: Cloudkit, Lakefeather, Stormpeak, his Clanmates

Victim Profile: elders, kits, warriors

Cause of Death: greencough

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story: 

He was horrible at expressing his needs or wants, or anything that might bother someone else.

He wanted to confess his feelings to his long-time crush, but he was sure that she would say no and feel awkward and uncomfortable. Eventually she found a mate in someone else, and together they had kits.

It was the future Shortberry could have had....but it was fine. She was happier with the other tom than she would have been with him, surely.

He had wanted to become a medicine cat as a kit, but his parents were clearly hoping he would be a warrior, and he didn't want to let them down...

It is ironic, then, that he and his victims fell to sickness.

It was only a sniffle, he had told himself. The medicine cat had expressed displeasure at cats who visited for minor reasons, especially with it being leaf-bare and herbs being short on stock...

It was nothing.

He was just being dramatic, he always was.

So he continued to sleep in the warriors' den. He continued to go on patrol and catch food that the others would eat, and to share tongues with his Clanmates who, day-by-day, started to notice how tired he looked.

By the time they realized he was sick, it was too late. It had already spread. Many had gotten sick, and the medicine den was becoming increasingly full. There were so little herbs to help them all...

Lakefeather, the oldest elder, fell first.

Then came Cloudkit, merely two moons old.

Stormpeak came last, the only warrior that succumbed to the illness, other than Shortberry.

When he died, Shortberry was one of the few 'lucky' ones to be put on trial. However, he saw no reason to be accepted into a paradise like StarClan. He was an idiot, too cowardly to share his concerns with an irritable medicine cat, and because of that--because of him--three of his Clanmates died, one of them a kit.

He told the cats who faced him that he did not deserve a place among the Stars, and accepted his place in the Dark Forest.

Additional Information: 

--One of the song residences! I can't remember the order exactly...I think this was 229 by @wills-woodland-warriors

The song is Sorry To Bother You by Unlike Pluto! Lyrics here

--His nicknames are to himself.

--Base: F2U | Free to use cat lineart // adopt base | PSD by MrsToxicc on DeviantArt

[flaxenbat]

another drawing of the as of yet unnamed warrior cats oc that I am hoping to one day utilise in a roleplay where she can be deliciously evil and die a tragic but very satisfying death

[ovegakart]

He's not scared of the dark, he's appropriately wary of the dark because what if there's monsters?

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