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Moon 211 - Spring (Part 8)

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all is well in the clan :)

[rileys-battlecats]

Hello!

If the apprentices were to fight, who would win?

Same question for their mentors.

EXCELLENT QUESTION

ok, for the apprentices, I think it would all come down to preparation. If it's a spontaneous fight, I think Hawkpaw gets the win. If there's time for planning ahead, I think Puddlepaw takes it. Whitepaw, bless his heart. he's a lover not a fighter. He gets taken out pretty quick. Mudpaw would be too worried about actually seriously hurting the others to give it his all, and that would hold him back. If it were life-or-death though, I think Mudpaw could eke out a victory.

For the mentors, I think it goes to Gullytuft. They're all pretty good fighters, Wrentail especially, but Gullytuft actually strategizes in fights. Wrentail just Lets The Madness Take Him, and that works really well against unprepared opponents, but this would be against other trained warriors, who already know how he fights. Sandleap would be slippery and fast, hard to get a hold of, but ultimately not much of a heavy hitter. Robinsong is a surprisingly capable fighter for all that she encourages people to use their words first in an altercation, but I don't think she'd be willing to fight dirty the way Gullytuft would.

[rileys-battlecats]

this is the truth that scientists don't want you to hear

side note but I have the Sandleap mug, it was a gift from my old suitemates after I graduated college :')

@rileys-battlecats THE THREE GENDERS! I have the feeling sandleap wants to be hip with the kids, even though he has no idea what that means

[hollowpaths-guilt]

Fourth warriors Wednesday, this time with WindClan’s leader!

Name(s): Sandkit, Sandpaw, Sandleap, Sandstar Pronouns: He/Him Rank: Leader

Family: Brother: Hazelbrook Niece: Dawnkit Nephew: Duskkit Partner: Galestorm

Summary: Sandstar spent most of his life in the shadow of his brother as he was groomed to be leader by their father. However after a battle that took the life of the deputy and almost took the life of Hazelbrook, Sandleap was forced to assume a leadership role. While he always tried his best to rise to the occasion,  he never truly wanted to be leader. For a while he was driven into isolation until he met his best friend Galestorm. The two of them became very close and were mates for a time, before realizing the truth about their opposing sexualities. Nowadays, they lead WindClan together, and try to settle Hazelbrook’s growing resentment.

Learn more about Sandstar and WindClan in Hollowpath’s Guilt, slated for release January 2023! 

[tigers-eye]

Life got in the way of my preparations yesterday, so the prologue will offically drop tomorrow! Until then have 1 more character, Hazelbrook!

Name(s): Hazelkit, Hazelpaw, Hazelbrook Pronouns: He/Him Rank: Warrior

Family:   Brother: Sandstar Mother: Amberstone Father: Stagstar Mate: Meadowlark Son: Duskkit Daughter: Dawnkit Brother-in-Law: Smokebreeze

Summary: Hazelbrook grew up being the overachieving foil to his brother, always pushed to be the best warrior he could be by their leader father. In his younger days as a warrior he coerced the deputy to let him work in tandem to lead the clan, in hopes that he would one day take his father’s place. However as his ego grew bigger, he provoked a battle with ShadowClan in which they couldn’t win, causing the death of the deputy and the near death of himself. Through the moons of his recovery his brother Sandleap was named deputy in his wake, until their father’s untimely passing causing Sandstar to ascend to leadership. Hazelbrook has never forgotten his treachery. 

Learn more about Hazelbrook and WindClan in Hollowpath’s Guilt, slated for release tomorrow!

[jackisbored]

What if redtail adopted firestar and his littermates?

Redtail finds five kits in the woods and he takes them back to camp. He names them Hickorykit, Mothkit, Daisykit, Thicketkit, and Hawthornkit.

They become apprentices and Redtail is severely injured in a battle, Mothpaw demands vengeance. The five earn their warrior names, Hickoryheart, Mothstrike, Daisycall, Thicketfoot, and Hawthorntangle.

Hickoryheart becomes mates with Sandleap and they have two kits, Leafkit and Flairkit

Daisycall has a son named Cloudedkit

The rest is for you to decide

[zeekitties]

How would your cats treat kits?

(I actually know the answer to this cuz I fostered squishy babies)

Uru/Brooktail HATES KITS. Never wanted them, doesn't like interacting with them. Will throw hands with babies, it's a fact.

Finn/Sandleap LOVES BABIES. He'll play with kits, babysit when their mothers need a break, and if and when he gets a mate he will 100% be den dad. Although I can't imagine Sandleap settling down enough for a mate lol

Church/Birchleg likes to play with older babies but gets upset and confused if someone puts him with a kit thats under 8 weeks old. But he's playful he's just not as responsible as Sandleap.

[frosted-mango]

And here's an updated Batsqueak! Sandleap's father and a tiny man with a lot of social anxiety. He really likes eggs

[scourge-sympathiser]

My cat looks like Sandstorm! Aside from the nub tail and being male. His warrior name? SandLeap.

[rileys-battlecats]

👀 Wrentail was thw clan’s best storyteller?? What kind of stories did he tell? Could you mayhaps give us a little example? I mean I don’t expect you to have thought about the specific stories he told much but you got my curiosity so if possible I will take anything you’re willing to tell about this topic

I don't fully remember where the idea came from, but yeah I wanted Wrentail to actually have some kind of hobby outside of child abuse and rabid xenophobia HAHA, so with his special talent of Lying I figured he would've also been a good storyteller. Good at capturing imaginations, setting the mood through turns of phrase and gestures, and with a good sense for pacing in his story-telling. The stories told would vary, but they would probably range from personal anecdotes, to clan history, to folklore.

I imagine Micaclan as having a pretty rich folklore, with stories that impart lessons to their young members; practical lessons, but also moral lessons at the same time.

As for an example of a story Wrentail might tell, I was inspired to write a little snippet as an example!! I'm not a writer so this might be a lil clunky but I hope you enjoy anyway :P I'm putting it under a cut cause it got long haha

After a long day of training and hunting, Micaclan's apprentices and mentors gather close to discuss what they learned. Whitepaw shuffles nervously; he'd been so caught up in chasing a mouse, earlier, that he'd nearly careened off the edge of a cliff in his mad dash. Robinsong shakes her head at her apprentice, quietly disappointed and concerned.

She says, "You should know better than to chase so intently after prey like that—you weren't even looking at where you were going! Too focused on your prize. Haven't you heard the story of Pecanpaw's Tree?"

Hawkpaw snickers at the reminder of Whitepaw's earlier stunt, only to be quickly silenced as Puddlepaw's shoulder jabs into her side.

Whitepaw avoids looking at his mentor, and keeps his gaze fixed on his paws as he shakes his head, "No, I don't think so."

"Well, it's very applicable here. And that goes for all of you," Robinsong turns to look at the other gathered apprentices, "Hawkpaw, Puddlepaw, Mudpaw—This is an important story, an important lesson. Listen closely." Her eyes turn skyward, in apparent thought.

"Let's see... how does it start?"

Wrentail, beside Robinsong, lifts his head and touches the tip of his tail to her flank. She glances at her brother, before smiling and nodding. He straightens his posture, and begins speaking in a storyteller's lilt:

"It happened one day that a young apprentice, Pecanpaw, was readying for their assessment. The newleaf air was crisp and fresh, morning dew still clinging to the tender shoots of grass reaching up through the earth, and the pine needles under their paws were springy and soft, perfectly suited to cover the sound of their pawsteps as they hunted. All was calm, and the cool breeze carried with it the promise of abundant prey.

"Following the scent, they found their way to the base of a towering hemlock tree, so tall that the branches scraped the undersides of the clouds. And at its base, rummaging amongst the roots, was a squirrel. Not just any squirrel, either; from nose to tail tip, it was large enough to reach from the tip of their paw all the way to their shoulder. If they caught a piece of prey of that size, they would surely pass their assessment with no issue.

"Pecanpaw dropped into a hunter's crouch, and locked their eyes onto their quarry. With soundless pawsteps, they drew closer and closer to the squirrel. The air went still. With only the sound of their own heartbeat roaring in their ears, Pecanpaw readied themselves to leap—and then the wind changed. A gust coming from behind them alerted the squirrel to their scent, and it darted up the tree.

"Frustration tore through Pecanpaw, and they leapt up after their prize. Claws digging into the rough bark of the old hemlock, they kept their eyes locked onto the squirrel ahead of them. Up to the first branch, the second, the third—up and up and up. Always remaining just out of reach, the squirrel practically taunted Pecanpaw and their mission.

"With paws aching from exertion, they clawed their way higher. Before they knew it, the branches beneath them were willowy and thin, bending beneath their weight. Yet the squirrel continued to climb, and thus, so did Pecanpaw. They clung to the trunk of the old hemlock, continuing higher, higher, ever higher. Soon, there would be nowhere left for the squirrel to climb, and then Pecanpaw would have their prize.

"Finally, the end was in sight; only the thinnest of branches were left, and there was no further the squirrel could climb to. Pecanpaw, only a tail length away, could see the bristles of the squirrel's fluffy tail, see the twitch of its nose, its wide, glistening dark eyes. They could see it bunch its muscles, see it tuck into a crouch, and leap with reckless abandon to the waiting branches of the surrounding trees, hundreds of tail lengths below."

Wrentail pauses, taking the time to look at each of the apprentices in turn, before continuing.

"And as soon as their prize left their line of sight, Pecanpaw looked around them, and saw nothing but the tops of trees, felt nothing but the howling wind, smelled nothing but the cold moisture of the clouds. Their prey had been the only thing worth focusing on, they'd thought. Their prey had been the only thing they had focused on. But now, with the squirrel long gone, escaped into the branches below, they saw what they should have seen from the beginning. That the old hemlock tree reached into the sky itself, and that its branches were easy to climb up, but nearly impossible to climb down."

The apprentices wait with bated breath, eager to hear the rest. But Wrentail is already unwinding from the more formal storyteller's pose, lifting a paw to wash his face.

The tip of Hawkpaw's tail flicks from side to side, "So? What happened after that? How did Pecanpaw get down?"

Gullytuft, silent up until now, meows, "How do you think?"

A beat of silence.

"...They fell," Puddlepaw concludes, "They couldn't climb down. They were too focused on their prey and didn't pay attention to their surroundings, didn't stop to think. That's why it's a lesson, right? You're supposed to think about Pecanpaw before you start being reckless and chasing after prey without thinking. Or you might get hurt, like Whitepaw almost did."

"Spot on, Puddlepaw," Sandleap meows.

They preen a little at their mentor's praise, but sober quickly. Pecanpaw's Tree isn't a fun story, not when it feels so real. Any of the apprentices could've been Pecanpaw today. They promise their mentors that they will think before acting rashly.

[rileys-battlecats]

Don't be shy Riley show them the images

[rileys-battlecats]

you would not believe the amount of shenanigans that have occurred in the mudpaw discord server today

[rileys-battlecats]

micaclan tumblr dash simulator

☁️ the-fluffiest-puddle follow

I cannot believe the things my friends talk me into. on an unrelated note where can you hide a baby coyote

#puddletalks #seriously where did they find that thing #and WHY did they keep it??

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⭐️ larkstar-unofficial follow

if you catch prey and eat it before bringin anything back to the clan i'll kill you on sight <3 many such cases, unfortunately

🌠 larkstar-official follow

Laureltail I know this is you. I've told you twice now to delete this blog. Meet me in my den this evening, we're having a talk

⭐️ larkstar-unofficial follow

chat i think im going to die tonight

#remember me #never forget my sacrifice

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🐆 speckled-trees-and-autumn-leaves follow

people looove to ask me "oh birchspeckle tell me the future, will the clan thrive this greenleaf, will i find a mate that loves me" but then the SECOND i tell them the exact time and date of their death suddenly I'M the bad guy?? like ok sweaty you're the one that was after forbidden knowledge you don't get to be choosy about what you learn

#justmedicinecatthings #seriously they get so upset when they learn this stuff like. how do you think i feel? #i just gotta sit on this information forever? im not allowed to vent?? #this is why i never hang out in the camp smh

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🐦‍⬛ muddy-paws follow

anybody else finding the torment relentless

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💊 owlpounce-official follow

This is your reminder to stretch before partaking in any strenuous activity! The best way to stay healthy and happy is to take steps to avoid being hurt in the first place. Stretching first may seem like a waste of time, but I promise it's much better to spend a few minutes stretching your legs before hunting than to spend a few days in the medicine den recovering from a pulled muscle!

#PSA #selfcare #safe practices

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I don't want to name any names, but I feel like we as a clan have an issue with delegation of labor when it comes to the care of our most vulnerable members. Watching the kits is all well and good, but as the only current queen in the nursery right now, I find myself doing so much repair work for the den walls all by myself. Nominally, our apprentices ought to be doing much of this work, but quite frankly, our 'paws simply don't have the necessary experience to fix the more delicate areas, and I have ended up redoing much of their work myself. This isn't to disparage our apprentices, they've been doing their best, but I have ideas as to how we might better address these issues as a clan.

Keep reading

#genuinely I think we could be doing this so much more efficiently #like I understand that the 'paws need the learning experience #but not at the cost of our kitten's warmth and safety #you know? #and that's not even mentioning the elder's den

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💫 swooping-hawk-rising-star follow

fffksnkd. Ssssssksdjsj,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,h

🪷 white-tipped-tail follow

You ok, Hawkpaw?

💫 swooping-hawk-rising-star follow

COYOTE PUP ON MY KEYBOARD

#HELP

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🦊 foxjaw-official follow

The dawn patrol spotted bear tracks this morning just past the northeastern border, near the old hemlock tree. The tracks were old, and did not lead into Micaclan territory. Be that as it may, remember to remain on guard, and to travel in groups of 3 or more until it can be confirmed that the bear has not remained close by.

#PSA #patrol reports

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🏞️ gullys-tuft follow

Why is Sandleap retching into the bushes

#should i really be asking? #do i even want to know?

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🌸 resting-on-your-laurels follow

gonna stuff a frog inside a squirrel for my morning meal. surf and terf

🌸 resting-on-your-laurels follow

dont do this

🔥 embers-and-sparks follow

you can't tell me what to do

🔥 embers-and-sparks follow

dont do this

🏜️ pocket-sand follow

It can't be that bad!

🏜️ pocket-sand follow

dont do this

#the texture #its so bad #i dont want to waste prey but. i dont think i can swallow this #not pogchamp

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[rileys-battlecats]

ohhhh could u introduce the new characters from shut eye?? at least the cat that was with larksong and foxjaw

Absolutely!!

I've actually introduced the one with Lark and Fox before, their name is Ospreyclaw and they're the clan deputy, as well as Larksong's previous mentor and Foxpaw's current mentor. The leader at the time, who shows up in several frames, is Orchidstar.

Another cat that I've introduced before and shows up in the background a few times is Buckfoot, the clan's healer at the time and Owlpounce's mentor:

A few of the other background character that appear are ancestors of many current-day micaclan cats:

Heroncall later becomes the mother of Gullytuft and Possum (which means she's mudpaw's grandma!), Oriolewing ends up as Robinsong and Wrentail's mom, and Addereye is connected to Sandleap in some way that I haven't decided on quite yet. I actually haven't decided on if addereye is a boy/girl/other yet either lol

There are a few other recurring background characters in the video that I haven't fully fleshed out yet, including some of the other survivors!

[rileys-battlecats]

okay so

this might just be me overthinking

but, im currently in the developmental stage of a warriors oc storyline, and the names… they are KILLING ME. i have ideas for some, not any for others, and I’m like, “this is gonna be a lot of pressure, im gonna think about this name a lot, its going to be such a major part of everything, I can’t mess up”

do u have any tips for naming in general? i rlly love every name u have in mudpaw’s story, (especially the prefixes mud & puddle. those words just ITCH my brain.) or does it just kind of come to u naturally?

OUGH man I feel your pain with naming, it takes me FOREVER to come up with ones I like.

Most times, I name a character after designing them, so I try to come up with something that fits their look! Like, for Birchspeckle, I knew I wanted the suffix "speckle" because of her spots, but didn't know what prefix to use. so, I told my friend to name a type of tree. She said birch, so their name ended up being Birchspeckle! For Wrentail, I thought of a lot of different types of birds to use in the name (since I wanted to draw a connection between mudpaw's bird-killing-habits and his mentor), and ended up liking "wren" the best (wrens are tiny, harmless birds; I wanted a sharp contrast between his outward appearance/name vs his true nature). Robinsong got a bird prefix to match her brother, with the "song" suffix to match her personality. Sandleap is sand-colored and energetic; Foxjaw is orange and clever like a fox. My naming conventions are usually pretty basic haha

If it's any comfort, I find that choosing a name, any name, and sticking with it makes it suit the character over time. Like as long as I use it over and over again, it starts to fit the character even if I'm not sure if it fits initially! I think the repetition just kinda makes everything feel right lol

[rainsnap]

I got Sandleap and that’s my favorite cat now

I had so much fun making the lore quiz I decided to make a personality quiz too :D making this one was way more time intensive than I thought it'd be, and i only wrote ten questions!! I guess that's what happens when you make 18 different results HAHA. Due to the whole "only 10 questions" thing, I think the accuracy of this will be Uncertain at best, but I hope it's fun to take either way!!