#fuck Starclan

[komakatt]

Everytime I think of what Starclan did to Leafpool I want to send a misslie straight to them

[barksatyouu]

Daily reminder the "med cats shouldnt have kits" was a COLLECTIVE DECISION and NOT JUST A MOTH FLIGHT FAULT and STARCLAN ENCOURAGED HER

[regulus-ready-to-scream]

all my homies hate starclan

bro,starclan should've treated leafpool like the second coming of JESUS for finding the moonpool and instead they fucked her over at every opportunity

[gingerakao]

I was reading a post about Leafpool actually not forcing her sister into a relationship and I struck me

What IF the reason Squirrelflight is STILL in an abusive relationship with a Tom that time and time again treats her like shit because she, Gods forbid, has an opinion, IS because of Leafpool?

I know how it sounds BUT HEAR ME OUT.

Squirrel and Bramble started flirting with each other while she was still an apprentice, making it kind of a "first crush" situation. A cool, strong and handsome (?) Guy falls for a girl that likes him back! Just, perfect!

They kind of get together after she becomes a warrior but break up because Bramble is an idiot. Squirrel gets with Ashfur and she tries to be happy but it doesn't work out, she and Bramble make up and become a couple (Awful decision, really)

But this decision caused Ashfur to hate her and she never wanted to hurt Ashfur, him being so cold made her feel awful so she goes to the person she trusts - Leafpool.

Fortunately (or unfortunately) for Squirrel, Leaf received a sign saying that Squirrel and Bramble should be together. So Leaf says it, trying to make her beloved sister happy. Unfortunately, she does not talk about her fears and worries about Bramble.

The rest is history.

So, you have a girl in a vulnerable position that was told by her sister, a secure source, that their gods ship her and her lover. If Starclan said so, It MUST be true!

Now imagine a situation where Leaf tells Squirrel her vision but also tells her what she thinks "Starclan may say you should be together but I don't think so. There is a darkness in Brambleclaw that I worry might hurt you. I know you love him but I think you should wait. If you REALLY are destined to be together, you will. Have patience and don't worry about toms, live and be happy"

If Leaf said something like that? THINGS WOULD HAVE BEEN SO MUCH DIFFERENT! Mayby SquirrelBramble never would have happened! (Jokes aside, Erins wanted them together so they HAD to get together)

[redjukebox]

Fuck Starclan

Me and all the homies hate Starclan😤

[eggfeather]

spiresight

[teaspeaks]

The beginning of the Dark Forest should have started with you.

[rookflower]

thinking about the character again (cinderpelt) and it's likely unintentional and a result of either her shifting narrative role from young go getter to wise mentor or a shift in how the books display their own politics but i find something really tragic in-universe in how she develops from a character who will actively and willingly break the warrior code when it conflicts with her own morals (immediately lying to cover for graystripe and silverstream, acting in direct defiance of her leadership to nurse littlecloud and whitethroat back to health) but overtime through her role she gradually grows more god-fearing and pious and embodies somewhat of a "starclan is always right, even when they are cruel, and we need to accept that" position

[yuridovewing]

tbh while i get the frustration at not getting a genuine chimera cat, i don't really fault the erins for assuming that a split face tortie was enough to imply it? that's mostly what comes up on google when you look up what a chimera cat is and we all know that's the most research that they do.

like.... yeahhhh they could do better than that but it's not the end of the world to me yknow? im just glad we have such an indulgent character at all. moonpaw's design wouldve sent 2010s wc fans into a rage and something abt that is charming to me

[harriertail]

actually realising how bullshit the 'nightpelt didnt get his lives because brokenstar was still alive' decision was. i initially assumed it was not a choice by StarClan, as Brokenstar was still leader even in exile, but with further books having the 'alive but chose to leave Pinestar' let Sunstar get 8 lives, and recently alive Bramblestar 'step down' and let Squirrelstar presumeably get her lives, it becomes a choice that StarClan made- and a fucking stupid one.

[bonefall]

can fallenleaf die? if yes, does her spirit become the new god of autumn?

I'm honestly not sure yet, both because I like to keep my magical systems vague until I need them due to the "nature" of needing to fit canon's events, and also because Fallenleaf is doing something never seen before!

Right now though, I think it's working in the sense that the two of them are slowly merging. Come back in a few hundred years, and Fallenleaf and Sol are going to be essentially the same person, one personality just more dominant than the other. But it's also important to note that people change. Even gods.

Not only are they going to merge, but they're also going to grow into someone new. It'll call itself Fallenleaf, or perhaps have new titles, but it's not just going to just be one of its components. Kinda like Steven Universe, y'know? Only a lot slower, less "equal," and irreversible. Garnet isn't just Ruby + Sapphire. She is a person in and of herself.

If it's interrupted though, I think it would depend on where in that "process" it's halted. Likeeee... if you took the bone out of a stew before its marrow fully dissolved. You can't remove the broth that remains. Sol would be altered in some way, and so would Fallenleaf.

But eventually, if Fallenleaf's mortal vessel falters in several hundred years and she dies, there won't really be a Sol Soul to "trap" anymore. It's going to be part of her.

[warrior-cats-rewritten]

i fucking hated it when Gray Wing got that one badass line ("kill me and live with the memory") it should've been someone else

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ONE EYE IN A MOCKING TONE TO ALL THE AWFUL SETTLERS WHO TREATED THE NATIVE CATS LIKE FODDER

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN FIRESTAR @ TIGERSTAR IN OOTS

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN LEAFPOOL @ HOLLYLEAF DURING PO3

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN SOL AT LITERALLY ANY POINT TO TRY AN MANIPULATE SOMEONE INTO NOT KILLING HIM

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN LITERALLY ANYONE ELSE

Gray Wing was never "badass" he was a culmination of everything WRONG with this series. The pro colonial themes, the extreme misogyny, the xenophobic and racist rhetoric, the blatent fatphobia, the ableism, even the inconsistencies between one book right after the other due to lack of communication, and right down the blatent Writer Projection and Bias. The writers see themselves in this awful character, and while he WAS supposed to die in The Sun Trail (which would honestly have made for a pretty interesting twist) the writers/this weird editing team that actually makes the real choices loved him too much, which you know wouldn't have happened if Gray Wing was female. Any character this team grows attached to can do no wrong. Bramblestar, Alderheart, Nightheart, Clear Sky, Jayfeather, Rootspring, and Gray Wing. Notice a pattern here? Squirrelflight, Tawnypelt, Sparkpelt, Finchlight, Sunbeam, Every Woman Clear Sky Slaughtered or had Die For His Arc, Leafpool, Violetshine, Twigbranch, Needleclaw, Bristlefrost, Turtle Tail, Storm, Tall Shadow, Wind Runner, BUMBLE, Star Flower, I can keep going.

All of these female characters suffer for them. Whether narratively through bad writing (Turtle Tail, Tall Shadow, Needleclaw, Finchlight, Sparkpelt) or through the story needlessly putting them through the wringer (Leafpool, Squirrelflight, BUMBLE) or just straight up killed, all for the express purpose of a Sad Boy Character Arc.

He will not even be TOUCHING that line, anon. He isn't even part of that SCENE. It's Jagged Peak leaping up to knock Clear Sky off the boulder like a little kitty headbutt missile, saving Rainswept Flower's life inadvertently and proving his pathetic sycophant brother wrong. The shock of the big bully falling on top of the pile of writhing cats is enough to make it stop, just for a moment long enough to realize the carnage that has just been committed.

Sorry for the vent, been feeling passionate about Battle Cats misogyny. 1000% agree with you anon!

[stickstone]

my prediction for how shit’s gonna go down in wind:

splashtail says at the next gathering that he’s obtained his nine lives and is now splashstar. some are willing to believe it, riverclan’s fully behind him, but frostpaw insists that he’s lying. some characters take her side, some characters believe her but don’t want to throw riverclan into chaos again, etc.

frostpaw’s going to convince tigerstar and squirrelstar to help her do something about splashstar, resulting in a big battle at the end of the book.

someone’s able to get the upper hand in a one on one fight with splashstar and land a killing blow. he falls to the ground and dies…… and everyone stops to hold their breath and see what happens next.

frostpaw is filled with relief, the battle is over and splashstar is dead. now she can go back home and fix everything. she can finally start to heal.

And Then Splashstar Stands Back Up.

he has his nine lives. despite everything, splashstar accepted them (he is a massive hypocrite after all). and despite everything frostpaw went through. starclan gave them to him.

[mothdapple]

My ideal Squirrelstar nine lives ceremony

I sorta wanted to write out this scene since we didn't get to see it in the books, but I also sorta didn't want to completely commit to writing it since I'm feeling lazy lol. So this is choppier and more unpolished than my usual writing.

I did at least put a decent amount of thought into life attributes which were both appropriate for Squirrelflight (highlighting her strengths or something that she should work on) and thematically appropriate for the cats giving them.

1. Firestar: Love.

The first cat that stepped out of the crowd of spirits had a familiar fiery orange pelt. Squirrelflight purred, feeling like a kit again as she tucked her head under her father’s chin.

“Firestar,” she murmured. “It’s so good to see you.”

“It’s wonderful to see you too,” Firestar said, pulling his head back.

He blinked down at her, a gentle look in his bright green eyes. “Are you ready for your first life?”

Squirrelflight inhaled deeply, squaring her shoulders and lifting her chin. “I am.”

Firestar purred. “My daughter, nothing brings me more joy or pride than passing the Clan that was once my ward into your capable paws. Cherish it and love it as I love you, and you love your family in return.” He dipped his head, touching his nose to hers. “I give you this life for love.”

2. Sandstorm: Strength/energy.

A pale ginger figure joined them before Firestar had even stepped back. Squirrelflight purred loudly in greeting as Sandstorm brushed her pelt against hers, purring and twining around her.

“Hi Mom," Squirrelflight said. "I've missed you too."

"Hello, Squirrelflight," Sandstorm said as she pulled away to face her. "You always surprised me when you were a kit, but you continue to defy expectations even now."

Squirrelflight's whiskers twitched in amusement. "And, that's a good thing...?"

Sandstorm arched a brow.

"I suppose that depends on your perspective," she said, lightly teasing. "All I can tell you is my own: by the time I was your age, my bones were tired, and I’d already become an elder. Now I know you’ve always had more energy than me, Squirrelflight— more energy than most cats in fact! But, you’ll need that vigor now more than ever as you become ThunderClan’s leader."

Sandstorm leaned forward to press her muzzle to hers, and Squirrelflight noticed a spark of ferocity in her mother's eyes. "With this life, I give you that strength.”

3. Dustpelt: Mentorship.

Dustpelt strode towards her, his chin held high. Squirrelflight blinked fondly at her old mentor.

"It's also good to see you," she said as he reached her.

Dustpelt just inclined his head in response.

"Squirrelflight," he said, not wasting time on frivolous greetings. “With this life, I give you mentorship. Use it to guide your Clan wisely—” Dustpelt shot her a knowing look, “—even when it’s acting like an unruly apprentice.”

Squirrelflight mrrowed with laughter. She was still purring even as he touched his nose to hers, and the life flooded through her.

4. Feathertail: Perspective.

Squirrelflight purred at the sight of her old friend.

"Feathertail," she said as she reached her. "It's been far too long."

Feathertail blinked at her fondly. "It has, hasn't it? You've accomplished so much since we last saw each other."

Squirrelflight's belly twisted in an old grief.

"But you should have been there to accomplish it too," she murmured.

Feathertail shook her head.

"I've long since come to terms with the lot I had in my life," she said. "At least my death helped you all finish the journey and led to where you are now. Are you ready for your next life?"

Squirrelflight nodded. Feathertail dipped her silver and black striped head to gently touch her nose to Squirrelflight's.

“I give this life for perspective," she said. "It’s easy for Clan cats to see everything from their narrow point-of-view: what’s best for me or for ThunderClan. But you and I have seen more of this world than most during our adventures, and we know it pays to be compassionate, even to those foreign to us. None of us are really so different from each other."

5. Shrewpaw: Foresight.

Squirrelflight purred to see her friend from apprentice-hood approach next. "Hello, Shrewpaw."

Shrewpaw's gaze glinted with amusement as he looked at her.

"I always knew you were going to end up being important one day," he teased. "You're way too bossy, stubborn, and full of yourself to not to."

"Hey!" Squirrelflight said in mock offense. "You better watch yourself! You know, this is the almost-leader of ThunderClan you're talking to."

He tilted his head to the side, a challenge in his expression.

"But you're no true leader without StarClan-given lives, and I'm here with a life for you... so..."

Squirrelflight's eyes narrowed. "Are you holding this life over me?"

Shrewpaw's whiskers quivered in amusement, but he licked his paw in a show of disinterest and drew it over his face. "Maybe."

"You fox-heart," Squirrelflight said, but she wasn't able to swallow back her purrs.

"Mouse-brain," Shrewpaw fired back.

He finally closed the last few tail-lengths of distance between them, his expression growing solemn.

"Are you ready for your next life?" he asked.

Squirrelflight nodded, and Shrewpaw touched his muzzle to hers.

“You and I got into a lot of mischief when we were young with our impulsive, mouse-brained decisions," he said softly. "But, with a whole Clan relying on you, it pays to be thoughtful. I give you this life for foresight.”

His life flowed into her, sweeping her into a vision. Her belly was cramped in hunger as she streaked after a massive bird. There was just one thought in her mind: I need to catch it. I need to catch it.

She was so focused on the bird, she didn't even see the monster coming. One bolt of agony laced through her entire body, and then there was only numbness.

Squirrelflight blinked out of the vision, horror prickling her fur.

I just watched the last moments of Shrewpaw's life.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

Shrewpaw shook his head. "Don't be. Just don't repeat my mistakes."

Shrewpaw began to pad away. “Remember to look before you leap, alright?” he added from over his shoulder.

“I’ll do my best,” Squirrelflight murmured.

6. Purdy: Patience.

An old brown tom ambled out of the crowd. The friendly look on his face eased some the pain of the life given by Shrewpaw.

"How are ya feelin'?" Purdy asked, gazing at Squirrelflight in concern.

Squirrelflight cleared her throat.

"I'm hanging in there," she rasped.

Purdy nodded.

"You're more than halfway done!" he encouraged. "Are you ready now for my life?"

Squirrelflight braced herself. "Yes."

Purdy touched his nose to hers.

“With this life, I give you patience.” His eyes twinkled with humor. “It can sometimes be as challenging and frustrating to lead a Clan as it is to guide a group of hot-headed warriors through a twolegplace. But, have patience for ThunderClan during the challenging times.”

7. Dandelionkit and Juniperkit: Wonder.

"Mom! Mom!"

The voices immediately yanked at Squirrelflight's attention. A pair of kits were sprinting towards her. A painful rush of joy and grief flooded through Squirrelflight's body. A purr bursting from her throat, she ran forward to meet them. She rasped her tongue over Dandelionkit's and Juniperkit's faces as they circled around her paws.

"My kits," Squirrelflight purred. "My sweet babies. Oh, I've missed you."

"We missed you too!" Dandelionkit said, burying her face in her belly fur.

"But, we know why you had to go back," Juniperkit said, blinking up at her. "And, now you're going to be ThunderClan's leader!"

"And, we get to give you a life!" Dandelionkit squeaked, bouncing with excitement.

"Are you ready?" Juniperkit asked, his little head tilting to the side.

"Yes, of course," Squirrelflight said softly.

She crouched so Juniperkit and Dandelionkit were able to both press their muzzles to her head.

“We give you a life for wonder. Being a leader won’t always be easy,” Juniperkit said, his young voice filled with a wisdom beyond his moons. “But when things are hard, do not forget the blessings within and around you and our Clanmates.”

Dandelionkit blinked at her, a sparkle in her green eyes. “Instead, try looking at the world from a perspective of a kit, and reminding yourself of all the amazing things out there, be it a juicy mouse or the first blossom of newleaf!”

8. Hollyleaf: Forgiveness.

A shadow slipped from the crowd of starry warriors.

"Hi Squirrelflight," she said in a small voice.

"Hollyleaf," Squirrelflight breathed.

Every hair on her pelt ached as it had with Dandelionkit and Juniperkit. She wanted to rush to Hollyleaf as she'd done with them and cover her face in licks, but Squirrelflight stilled her paws. She didn't know if Hollyleaf would appreciate such a gesture.

There was so much still unresolved between them. The time during which Hollyleaf had returned to ThunderClan after the secret reveal had been so brief, and Squirrelflight's time with her in StarClan after she'd been badly injured had been even shorter. A part of Squirrelflight still didn't know where she stood in the eyes of her adoptive daughter.

But, Hollyleaf seemed to be almost equally as unsure of her, since she hung back instead of approaching right away as the other StarClan cats had.

"I need to ask, because I wasn't sure..." Hollyleaf murmured, shuffling her paws awkwardly. "I mean... Do you want me to be the one who gives your next life?"

"Of course!" Squirrelflight exclaimed, her ears angling back at the implication otherwise.

Hollyleaf dipped her head, staring down at her paws.

“Very well then," she said in a low voice. She breathed in deeply. "With this life, I give you forgiveness. I was hurting in the last few moons I was alive, but the way I acted wasn’t right. It only served to hurt myself, you, and the rest of our family— the cats who I care about the most. Do not do as I did and allow anger and stubbornness to blind you when you feel wronged. Instead forgive, and learn to ask for forgiveness in return.”

Hollyleaf finally lifted her gaze to blink at her, a seasons-old grief and regret swimming in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Mom.”

Squirrelflight inhaled sharply, her chest aching.

“There is nothing to forgive,” she whispered. “I love you so much, Hollyleaf. No matter what, you will always be my daughter.”

A rough purr rumbling in her throat, Hollyleaf finally stepped forward, pressing her face to hers. As they rubbed their cheeks and temples together, the life roared through Squirrelflight like a hurricane.

9. Leafpool: Unshakable Morals.

Finally, a small brown tabby padded out from the crowd. Squirrelflight’s heart swelled with love as she watched her sister approach her.

“I’ve missed you so much,” she murmured.

Leafpool’s face was full of affection as she looked at her, but there was also a steely glint of certainty in her eyes.

“I have too,” Leafpool said. “But my journey was over. Yours, though, is still continuing, and there is so much good left for you do for ThunderClan as its leader.”

Leafpool touched her nose to hers, her amber eyes staring deeply into Squirrelflight’s green. “I give you your final life for unshakable morals. You’re a wonderful cat, Squirrelflight, and an even better sister. You’ve always done what you believe is right, no matter what anyone else thought. Never let anyone or anything corrupt your ability to follow your heart.”

Squirrelflight closed her eyes, drinking in her sister’s blessing eagerly, even though she knew like the others, this life would come with pain.

She was swept into a vision. Flashes of their life together, from kit-hood to apprenticeship, flickered rapidly before Squirrelflight. She saw herself leaving with Brambleclaw on the journey, sadness pressing heavy on Leafpaw. Then she saw them reuniting, joy as brilliant as the sun rushing through Leafpaw. Until finally, from Leafpool’s eyes, she saw her giving three little kits over to Squirrelflight. Pain clawed at Leafpool's heart but alongside it, determination that they were doing the right thing.

In the visions, those kits grew up into noble cats that she was so proud of even now, and Squirrelflight still knew that they had made the right choice. Even after all the turmoil it caused in their lives, even after StarClan themselves had put them on trial for it— she and her sister had done their best with what they knew at the time to give those three innocent, little kits the best lives they could.

As the visions at last faded, Squirrelflight’s eyes opened to see that Leafpool’s muzzle was still pressed to hers.

“I don’t regret a thing,” Leafpool whispered.

Squirrelflight’s purr was thick with emotion as she responded. “Me neither.”

Leafpool purred too, and finally, she stepped back, lifting her chin.

“I hail you by your new name, Squirrelstar! Your old life is no more. You have now received the nine lives of a leader, and StarClan grants you the guardianship of ThunderClan. Defend it well; care for young and old; honor your ancestors and the traditions of the warrior code; live each life with pride and dignity.”

Leafpool threw her head back.

“Squirrelstar! Squirrelstar!”

[frankiescatts]

i really do love spottedmouse i think there’s a certain french I don’t know about the way ur like yeah pretty sad stuff! but ur gearing up for the classic happy ending that every warrior cat gets when they have the starclan death reunion, same old same old, and then u remember that spottedmouse is 500000000x more fucked up and evil than every other romance because spottedleafs ghost gets forever dead like ten minutes before mousefur dies and joins starclan. it’s like a black comedy it’s so twisted. shakespeare is throwing up with jealousy

[relicfragment]

read ivypool's heart and ouh boy here comes the crying.