#firestar's death

[scourge-sympathiser]

SCOURGE SUNDAY 029/???

got em

hey

[griffincloud]

Silverstream's Death

[sarah3210]

This art is *chef's kiss*

In this pain, an island rests, where all I loved are safely kept

Somehow I've found myself here in its place

And the more I see, the less I grieve

I fade away so you can be

Living all the dreams you planned to make

And you'll live unafraid

I know you'll be okay

For you, I'd sink...

Sink Away by Blixemi

As a child, I was a fan of the Warriors books, but after the 4th cycle (which I thought was the last one), I switched to the Star Wars fandom. However, I sometimes go there out of curiosity, and that's how I came across the wonderful song Sink Away by Blixemi.

This song is very poignant and amazing, and I even found tears in my eyes 💔

This song is about the main heroine of the 7th cycle (yes, I was shocked that there were already 7 cycles and as I once heard, the 8th cycle has been released for a long time) Bristlefrost, who sacrificed herself to save everyone she loved from the main antagonist: cat Ashfur (I was again surprised that this cat was returned to the books again), eventually killing him and herself too, by drowning in a lake that was located in the Dark Forest...

This song also reminded me of our favorite blueberry boy Ezra, so I created this art, with two version of it.

What's the plot here? Well, I guess it takes place sometime in the season two, but after the episode "Legacy". The Ghost Crew was carrying out another mission on some water planet, then the Fifth brother and Seventh sister came, and again there was a battle in which the Fifth brother tried to use the Force to throw bombs into our space family, but Ezra, of course, didn't let him to do this and both of them fell into the water from a great height...

Hitting the water eventually knocked all the strength out of Ezra, so he simply sings this song in his mind and allows himself to drown, knowing that his second family is safe. And for them, he is not afraid of drowning…

(But of course, I believe that then he was saved by our Space dad, who definitely will not allow his Space Son to die, but here everyone decides for himself what happened next).

In any case, I hope you enjoy this art:)

(The song Sink Away belongs only to Blixemi, I don't own anything!)

[vuelode-irbis]

Been wanting to draw some fanart for Poor George MAP since it's my favorite one, and because it was its anniversary recently, I finally did it :>

ID: A digital drawing in two panels with characters from Warriors. In the panel above, there's Yellowfang watching Brokenkit play with a moss ball, she looks endearingly at the little kit; they're in a green environment and plants surround them. In the panel below, Yellowfang is in the same possition, looking down at an adult Brokenstar at her feet, already dead, she looks sorrowful. Fireheart is by her side, looking at her with compassion. They're at ThunderClan's medicine den.

[artaintfartwarriors]

[kstrlkin]

Yellowfang and Brokenstar. 🌿

( FAKE BLOOD / BLOOD WARNING )

This is a redrawing of one of my old art, with the moment of Brokenstar's death.

I would be glad to hear your opinion about the work I have completed!1!!1 🐱

[hi-cassiel]

Drew my favourite bramblepaw scene, fireheart and bramblepaw’s relationship is my favourite mentor/apprentice dynamic and I wish we had more like them

[dakokopop]

I FINISHED IT YAY

Uhhh so it's just Rusty/Firestar when he first went into the woods. Yeah. I think it's pretty good considering the fact that I HATE DRAWING BACKGROUNDS.

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

advice on writing character death scenes from the official Warrior Cats app. if you care

[kairyudee]

The sun never sets on your dreams. 🌄🔥🐱

[x-divas-marvelau]

Part 5! Cat girls and trauma dump!

If this is too much then I might edit this post to take down the last two threads. But in my defense all of the things that happened to Angelica happened in the comics and if I had to witness mutant fetus in a jar then so do you…

That being said I am going to tag with trigger warnings.

[triffany-lottablog]

Brightheart I love you and the insane merch they make of you. Cloudtail.

[booksofstars]

Nothing gold can stay.

[enchantingfirenightearthquake]

A Change of Fate: A Fitting End for my Demons

Firestar’s heart stops as rows of strange cats wearing collars with teeth stand side by side with RiverClan and ShadowClan. Who were these strange cats? Where did Tigerstar find them? They’ve definitely weren’t clan cats? Nor any kind of loner, rogue, or kittypet he had ever seen before?

“So, Tigerstar?” he meowed forcing his voice to remain steady. “Do you want to tell us who your new friends are?”

“This is BloodClan!” Tigerstar called. “They come from Twolegplace. I’ve brought them to the forest to persuade you foolish cats to join with me! I knew you wouldn’t have the sense to agree on your own.”

From all around him, Firestar heard hisses of rage rumble through the ThunderClan and WindClan warriors. Vaguely, he heard Thornclaw whisper about the rogue’s scent he smelt the day he was made a warrior.

Tigerstar went onto explain how he planned to share the forest with BloodClan, how the forest would be ruled by two clans rather than four. His hunger for power had twisted him into a monster, something Firestar had always known, but still filled his heart with dismay. Despite everything, he still hoped that things wouldn’t turn out this way.

As Firestar called Tigerstar out for every crime he has ever committed in front of all four clans and the mystery cats, he noticed movement coming the BloodClan warriors. Firestar could feel every hair on his pelt tingling as two familiar cats strode to stand by Tigerstar side. On his left, he heard Dustpelt gasp.

A huge black and white tom covered in scars, almost as big as Tigerstar, stood on the tyrant’s left side. A little ways behind him on his right, stood a smaller sleek-furred black tom with white on his chest and tail. Scars adorned his face, running from the top of his skull to the bottom.

Confused, angry murmurs filled the clearing from the ThunderClan warriors. “Is that-?” “I thought he died.” “Why would he side with Tigerstar?” On and on it went until he heard Dustpelt quietly mumble out, “Ravenpaw?”

Tigerstar either didn’t notice or didn’t acknowledge that the former ThunderClan apprentice was standing behind him as he ordered BloodClan to attack. Yet no cat moved. Firestar watched as Barley titled his head to look at his former friend, who wore the nastiest smile he’d ever seen on the black cat.

“Aw, poor Tigerstar. He thinks he’s in charge here, doesn’t he, Bones?” Tigerstar whipped around to face his former apprentice. The ShadowClan leader’s eyes widen as if he had seen a ghost. So, he hadn’t known, Firestar thought.

“My warriors are not yours to command,” the black tom continued. He and Barley began circling the tabby. “They will attack when I tell them, and not before.”

Tigerstar regained his composure quickly. The look Tigerstar gave him was incredulous and filled with rage. Of course, he would still see the mousy apprentice Ravenpaw was and not the dangerous force that stood before him.

“Why would Ravenpaw side with Tigerstar?” Graystripe asked from beside the orange leader. “He was terrified of him. What he did to Redtail…”

“I don’t know,” Firestar whispered back. “I’m not even sure if that’s what going on here.”

Without warning, Dustpelt ran forward towards the menacing cats. “Dustpelt!” Firestar roared at his warrior.

Ravenpaw’s head turned at Firestar’s call. His face brightened as his eyes landed on his brother’s rapidly moving form. “Bones! Snapper! Keep an eye on this one! I’m going to have a chat with my brother.”

Tigerstar attempts to stop the smaller tom, but he’s blocked by a long-furred, brown, black, and white tom. Scars adorn the new cat’s head and chest. Barley moves closer to Tigerstar as Ravenpaw trots towards the ThunderClan warrior.

Dustpelt rams into his brother as they meet in the middle of the clearing. Firestar continues to watch as the brothers wrap their heads around each other. The ThunderClan leader can’t make out what the two are saying. It would be touching if everything else about the situation wasn’t so stressful.

Firestar’s stomach clenched as moved towards the brothers. From behind him, Firestar could hear his warriors hissing for him to come back. The prophecy that Bluestar warned him about rang in his ears. Would Ravenpaw really harm his former clanmates? It didn’t seem so. Not with the way he was acting.

“Greetings, Ravenpaw,” Firestar said as he approached. Ravenpaw’s violet eyes opened to stare at his former friend. The look he was giving the ThunderClan leader certainly didn’t feel hostile.

“Hello, Fireheart. It’s been too long old friend,” the BloodClan leader greeted. “Or is it Firestar now?”

“It is. I see you’ve been busy since I last saw you.”

“You could say that.”

“You knew he was alive?!” Dustpelt screeched. “I thought my brother was dead, and you never said anything!”

“Don’t blame him, brother. I asked him to keep my wear abouts secret,” Ravenpaw placated. “I wasn’t safe in ThunderClan. Not after I witnessed Tigerstar kill Redtail. The fewer cats who knew the better.”

“You should have told me,” the brown tabby growled. “I would have kept you safe.”

“And I would never have risked your life to keep mine.”

“Scourge!”

The three toms turned to see Tigerstar barreling towards them. All three warriors got ready for the attack, though it never came. Barley tackled the ShadowClan leader to the ground. Tigerstar was spitting in rage.

“Let him up, Bones. I want to hear what this mangy piece of fox dung has to say.” Firestar and Dustpelt shared a look. Neither tom have ever heard such venom in the black cat’s voice.

“We had agreement with you, Ravenpaw.” Tigerstar’s voice turned mocking at the black cat’s name.

“It’s Scourge now,” the BloodClan leader interrupted.

“I care not for what you call yourself!” the scarred tabby growled. “Fight beside me now and you’ll have all I offered you.”

“My clan and I fight when I choose,” Ravenpaw – Scourge – informed. In a louder voice, he addressed the rest of the clearing. “There will be no battle today! BloodClan, we’re going home!” He and Barley – Bones – walk towards their clan.

Tigerstar’s fur bristled with rage, and his tail whipped from side to side. “Traitor!” he called. He leapt at Scourge with his claws extended. Firestar and Dustpelt rushed to defend the smaller cat. Both knew the strength in Tigerstar’s muscles.

However, Scourge and Bones whipped to the side, avoiding Tigerstar as he landed. It seemed like the cats had been expecting it. No, reveling in what was about to happen. When the massive tabby turned to face him, Scourge lashed out with his front paws. The pale leafbare sun glinted naturally on the tips of each talon. Firestar felt his blood run cold. Scourge’s claws were reinforced with long, sharpened dog’s teeth.

One blow from Bones unbalanced Tigerstar, knocking him to the ground with his belly exposed. Scourge’s claws dug into his throat. Blood flowed from the wound as Scourge continued to down the larger cat’s stomach with a single slash.

The sound. The awful sound Tigerstar made would haunt him for the rest of life.

Tigerstar lost his first life. Then his second. Then his third. The entire clearing watched as all nine of Tigerstar’s lives were ripped away from him one by one, the wound too terrible. Not a single cat moved.

Firestar’s eyes followed Scourge as he made his way closer to the almost deceased cat. He whispered something in the dying cat’s ear though the orange tom could not make it out. He then raised himself up to look at his brother. “We will be leaving now. You should come with us, Dustpelt.”

The brown tabby said nothing. He only looked over his shoulder to what Firestar assumed was Ashpaw and Fernpaw. “I can’t,” he answered before turning back around. “They need me. You could come back with us, though.”

Scourge sighed. “I can’t,” he repeated. Without looking, he swept his tail towards the BloodClan warriors. “They need me.” Scourge padded over to his brother, wrapping around the brown tom again. “I love you, brother. We will meet again. I promise you that.”

Firestar watched as his friend made his way out of the clearing with the rest of BloodClan. As he continued to watch, he felt Dustpelt bump into him. “I will continue to be civil with you,” the brown tom growled lowly. “But don’t think I will forgive you for this. If you ever lie to me about something that involves my family again, I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Dustpelt returned back to the ThunderClan and WindClan warriors. They won today. But Firestar still feels like a loser.

[jesse-pinko]

As much as I don’t like Graystripe I do think he and Firestar make a cute couple bc of their shared interests (Murdering Darkstripe) hobbies (Murdering Darkstripe) and goals (Murdering Darkstripe)

[laloward]

I recently reread the first series of warrior cats (for some reason) and no one talks about the fact that a) Tawnypaw leaves thunderclan because one cat (Smallear) is being a dick to her while most people are encouraging and positive towards her and b) she leaves to join shadowclan WHILE it is tigerclan and IMMEDIATELY after stonefur is publicly executed. And she stays there

[ID: rough sketches of scenes from Warriors: The Darkest Hour.

In the first, Firestar and Graystripe are encouraging a young Tawnypaw. Firestar says "You're doing great, Tawnypaw!" and Graystripe says "We believe in you, Tawnypaw!" while Tawnypaw walks past them with a very annoyed expression, thinking "ugh, this Clan sucks, no one fucking appreciates me."

In the second, Tawnypaw is gazing down at the TigerClan camp. Various elements of the camp are labeled, those being the large pile of bloody prey bones labeled "pile of bones," bloodstained prey scraps labeled "rotting food scraps," and Stonefur's dead body in the middle of the clearing labeled "Literal corpse of a guy they just murdered." Tawnypaw is looking at all this and thinking "Now this is way better (completely unironically)." End ID]