#GoldenStars

[glittlerandchemicalx]

Simplesmente charmosa. Queria ser.

🤭🤭🤭

#jessica jung #GoldenStars #girls' generation #sone #beep beep jessica #i got a boy #oh! girls' generation #fly Jessica

[malaysiankpopfans]

Jessica Jung Returns to Malaysia After 6 Years, Announces Tickets for First Concert Tour in Kuala Lumpur on December 15

Renowned Korean-American singer Jessica Jung, is set to hold her first solo concert in Malaysia titled "Diamond Dreams Concert Tour!" Organized by Sum Supreme Media, MSI Group, Bombear, 43, Ticatech, and Cosense, the concert will take place on January 13, 2024 (Saturday) at 7 p.m. at Mega Star Arena, Kuala Lumpur. After 6 years, Jessica will finally meet with her "Golden Stars" (fans) in Malaysia!

Jessica began her career in Korea in 2007. With her unique voice and captivating stage presence, she has won the hearts of fans worldwide. Known for her beauty and serious personality, Jessica has been recognized as the "Ice Princess" for many years.

She expanded her career by engaging in various fields, including singing, acting, fashion design, and writing. Not only did she create her own fashion brand, Blanc & Eclare, but she also wrote an autobiographical novel. To interact with fans, she also opened a YouTube channel, sharing her daily life regularly.

Recently, Jessica has released several mini-albums and digital songs, including With Love, J, Wonderland, My Decade, and "Call Me Before You Sleep." In 2022, Jessica joined the Chinese reality singing shows, Sisters Who Make Waves Season 3 and The Treasured Voice 4, once again proving her singing prowess to the audience. Her outstanding performances in these shows received high recognition, and her popularity soared thereafter.

In November this year, after 6 years, Jessica finally returned to the music industry by launching her fourth mini-album titled BEEP BEEP. In this latest album, she not only participated in writing lyrics and music but also composed two songs, "Better Late Than Never" and "Set Me Free." The album also features a collaboration with Amber, a former F(x) member, in the song "Get it? Got it? Good," which undoubtedly surprised her fans.

Jessica is currently holding her personal world concert tour, "Diamond Dreams Concert Tour", and Kuala Lumpur has been chosen as one of the destinations. Ticket sales will begin on December 15, 2023, at 4 p.m. through ticket2u. VIP tickets are priced at RM888, while other tickets are priced at RM688, RM488, and RM388.

In addition, VIP fans will also get the chance to win signed posters and a Soundcheck experience. "Golden Star Fan Benefits," don't miss the opportunity to be with your goddess in a valuable and unforgettable experience!

For more information on Golden Stars benefits and concert details, please visit the official Facebook and Instagram of 43.

#JDDBMY #JessicaDiamondDreamsMY #jungsooyeon #goldenstars #JessicaJung

[kpopallday24]

JESSICA PLAYLIST via Spotify

#Jessica #제시카 #GoldenStars #Spotify #spotifyplaylist #spotifymusic #kpop

[nesrodesigns]

Glitter Stars ✨

#glitterstars #glitter #stars #star #glitterstar #glitterstarspattern #pttern #gold #goldstar #goldenstars #space #sparkle #galaxy #aesthetic #graphicdesign #redbubble #gifts #fashion #tshirts #homedecor #shopping #online #night #art #design

[facethefashionsworld]

Golden Stars in Canvasprint

https://www.zazzle.com/z/2nhkvvym?rf=238740622818913034

#zazzlecanvasart #zazzle #walldecor #stars #goldenstars

[fallenclan]

DTIYS!

behold, the dtiys i've been promising for (checks calendar) months! it took a while but i finally feel pretty happy with it :) thank you all so so much for 1000 followers (its been a while so ig more like 1200 followers now LOL) and happy 200 moons!!!

yes, it's pretty much About Morningbloom, because despite the fact that she died on moon 25, the brain worms I have for her are still wiggling

not really any rules to this, go crazy, just make sure to tag me when you post it so i can see!!

#god i hope someone actually Does This lmao #looking at u with my huge autistic eyes. you want to draw goldenmorning family soooo bad #clangen #clan generator #art #fallenart #goldenstar #morningbloom #maplestar #applebranch #honeygleam

[cricketclan]

DTIYS for @fallenclan which you can find here! rotating this family in my mind. i love them SO much

#cricketart #clangen #clan generator #warrior cats #art #dtiys #fallenclan #fallenclan dtiys #fallenclan: goldenstar #fallenclan: morningbloom #fallenclan: maplestar #fallenclan: maplekit #fallenclan: applekit #fallenclan: applebranch #fallenclan: honeykit #fallenclan: honeygleam

[clangenrising]

Month 15 - Newleaf

Battle With Razor Pt 1

Goldenstar sat alone in a small dip in the woods where the trees parted around the remnants of a very old, rotted tree trunk. Eyes closed, she took a deep, slow breath of the pungent, mulchy air and strained her ears to try and hear any movement within the forest around her. She didn’t like how much the trees and the spongy earth dampened every sound further away than a fox-length and stifled the breeze. 

It was early morning, pre-dawn, and the forest birds were just starting to sing. Goldenstar couldn’t hear much else and it made her stomach twist nervously. She knew that was the point, that the cats hidden in the trees were supposed to be undetectable to anyone in the clearing but she couldn’t help but worry that they had all gone missing for some reason, that they wouldn’t come to her aid when she needed them. 

That’s not gonna happen, she reminded herself. Just stay calm. You’re doing this for Scorch. 

Taking Razor out of play would benefit everyone, obviously, but Scorch was the cat who kept coming back to mind. For her, for her, for her, she told herself over and over as the twilight inched slowly towards the morning. She reminded herself of the pawprints Razor had left all over her beloved and readied herself for the fight of her life. 

The sound of a cat bounding through the trees in her direction pulled her from her thoughts. Springing easily around the roots and stones of the woodland, Orangestar came running from the direction of the thunderpath with her tail arched worriedly behind her. For the purpose of their ruse, she was serving as Goldenstar’s second and had been waiting on the edge of the forest to guide Razor and the other rogues into the trap. Goldenstar frowned and stood to meet her. 

“What’s going on?” she asked. 

“They’re nearly here,” Orangestar said, pupils wide, breath scarce. “A lot more than just two.” 

“More than we have?” Goldenstar whispered urgently. 

Orangestar paused, glanced over her shoulder, then said, “Um, I don’t think so.” She swallowed and crouched down to try and catch her breath. 

“Then it will be alright,” Goldenstar said, standing up to her full height in anticipation. “We were planning for this, remember? StarClan will see us to victory.” Somehow, with a more nervous cat there, she managed to believe it this time.

“Yeah, okay,” Orangestar said, nodding to herself. She let out a long breath and then moved to stand just behind Goldenstar. She could see cats moving through the trees now, hear the jingling of multiple bell collars. The crowd of cats wasn’t making any attempt to mask their presence. Suddenly, Goldenstar understood Orangestar’s jumpiness. No matter how many cats she knew were hiding just out of sight, the war party advancing steadily on her position was intimidating to say the least. 

There were at least two dozen cats, maybe three, about a third of them obviously kittypets. Clearly, they were anticipating significant resistance. Most all of them were toms, many with scarred faces or torn ears, some with the distinctive notch of the Chaff. They loomed hungrily out of the trees, eyes glinting fiercely, teeth flashing in anticipation. They looked like a pack of starving dogs circling a meal and Goldenstar became acutely aware that she was the meal they were hungry for.  

At the head of the group was a towering kittypet with a scarred muzzle, slim cheeks, and tufted ears. Even without the description Yarrowshade had given her, she would have recognized Razor from his resemblance to Mystique. The patterning was different but the features were all the same. 

Razor tilted his head to mutter something to the ginger tabby next to him who Goldenstar recognized from the other day. The ginger tabby nodded and muttered something back which made Razor smile. Goldenstar’s hackles prickled instinctively. 

“Well, well, well,” Razor called across the last few fox-lengths of space, “if it isn’t Goldenstar herself. I’ve heard a lot about you.” 

“This isn’t what we agreed,” Goldenstar said. “It was supposed to be just you and your second.” She just had to stall long enough for the reinforcements to arrive

“No, you see, we never agreed on anything,” said Razor with an airy tone. “My men said they would bring your offer to me and they did.” Halfway there. Razor himself was getting terribly close. “Honestly, I’m surprised you didn’t bring an army of your own. You wild cats really are as dumb as you seem.” He smiled a dastardly smile that curled up to show his upper gums on one side, his sharp and unnervingly white teeth bared dangerously. Those were the same teeth that had killed Smokyrose and worse. 

Goldenstar bristled and puffed herself up to try and match him for size, at least a little. “I wanted to settle this peacefully,” she hissed, “but you seem determined to force my paw. You’ve given me no choice but to stop you with force.” 

Razor laughed and turned back to his followers like a performer in front of an audience. “You hear that, boys? The little girl is going to stop me with force!” The group laughed along obediently. Goldenstar’s cheeks burned with humiliation despite herself. Razor turned his attention back on her with a dark, menacing rumble. His tail flicked left and then right and, immediately, the kittypets behind him started spreading around the dip to form a circle. Orangestar shuffled anxiously and turned to stand back to back with Goldenstar, claws flexing against the leaf litter. 

Razor stepped in closer and took a deep breath of Goldenstar’s scent and she repressed a shudder of disgust. His grin slid off his face as he looked down at her, their chests a mouse-length from touching, replaced with a cold and pitiless glare. 

“Tiger was right,” he growled, lowly enough that only she could hear. “Her scent is all over you.” Goldenstar swallowed. How had that detail slipped her mind?! Of course he would smell Scorch on her fur! They shared a nest! Goldenstar spent every waking moment trying to be near her! Razor smiled again at her paling expression but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. 

“Mm, so you knew,” he said, stepping forward again so she was forced to back up, bumping into Orangestar’s hind quarters. “You knew you were taking something of mine and you did it anyway.” 

Anger burst to life like flames in Goldenstar’s chest. “She doesn’t belong to you!” she spat in the same quiet tone. “She never has and she never will!” 

“That’s where you’re wrong,” Razor snarled. He was so close she could feel his hot breath on her face. “I might have forgiven you if you truly didn’t know what you had done but I won’t stand by and let a filthy, backwards savage like you get away with corrupting my mate with your-” his words caught in his throat briefly, a small noise of disgust while he searched for the word, “perversions.” 

Goldenstar didn’t know how to respond to that. She could barely process what ‘perversions’ he was even referring to. 

She shook her head, discarded the thought, and raised her voice to address the entire crowd instead. “I don’t want to shed any unnecessary blood! Any Chaff who stand down or retreat will not be pursued!” Razor tilted his head back and laughed cruelly. 

“You don’t get to set the terms here, girl!” He cried. “Your blood is the only blood being spilled today. If you beg, maybe your death will be quick.” In a flash, he swiped his claws at her face with enough force to knock her to the ground. Goldenstar ducked out of the way, stomach clenching, and bobbed back in to strike at his nose with her own claws. He pulled back, a look of indignation on his face, but she managed to nick one of his nostrils, drawing blood. 

A few of the gathered rogues hissed disapprovingly. Razor held still for a moment. Goldenstar could feel how tense he was holding his body as he slowly and deliberately ran his tongue over his muzzle. He let out a slow, restrained breath. 

“You… little… bitch,” he said through gritted teeth. Goldenstar ducked down into a defensive crouch in preparation for the dam that was about to break. Where are the others? She thought desperately. 

Razor lunged for her, hissing furiously. She sprang into the air, and his teeth scraped her foreleg instead of closing around her neck. She bounced back onto her hind legs and lashed out with both paws. Most of her strikes passed harmlessly through his thick coat. One barely caught his cheek. 

Behind her, Orangestar wheeled around and smacked Razor sharply in the throat. He coughed and turned on her, scoring a wound over her right shoulder. The look in his eyes was wild, like a rabid dog, lost in a bloodlust. Goldenstar bunched her legs to try and leap on his back, when a sudden yowling split the air. 

Every head in the clearing turned outward as a wave of screaming Clan cats poured out of the trees around them. The circle the rogues had formed quickly collapsed as cats rushed to meet their foes or gave ground under the assault. Goldenstar’s heart soared hopefully. 

“Look out!” she heard Orangestar shout and she just barely managed to twist so that Razor’s teeth sank into her shoulder and not her throat. She hissed in pain and rolled onto her back to rabbit kick at his face with her hind claws. Pain lanced through her as his claws wrapped around her torso and tugged at her pelt, then suddenly he released her with a shout and reeled back, blinking away the blood dripping into his left eye.

Behind him, Orangestar had sunken her teeth into the tendons of one of his back legs and was tugging as hard as her jaws would allow, dancing back as he tried to wheel around and claw at her. The noise of the battle was overwhelming now, a cacophony of tumbling bodies and wrathful screams. Goldenstar tried to block it out as best she could. Her one job was to kill Razor, her and Orangestar both. Only when he was dead could they refocus on the rest of the battle. 

Baring her teeth, she lunged again, body singing with the thrill of righteous battle. For Scorch! her heart cried, burning with all the power of a shining golden sun.

#clan gen #clangen #warrior cats #warriors #warrior cats oc #warriors oc #clangen oc #clan gen oc #clangenrising #newleaf #Battle With Razor #swear warning #Goldenstar #Orangestar #Razor

[clayclayton332]

Still not over golden stars death so here’s a doodle from a while back of him being sad after Morningbloom.

@fallenclan

#fallenclan #goldenstar #maplethorn #applebranch #honeygleam #WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #artwork #clangen #clayclayton332

[ashleyrowan]

Thought I'd draw my Warrior Cats OCs, Scorchplume and Goldenstar, for Pride since fans have been shipping them in my tags for a while now.

If you haven't already, check out my sideblog, @clangenrising, where I post about the lives of my warrior ocs in real time with the Clangen save file I've been playing.

And if you're coming from my Clangen blog, Hi! You should follow me over here for more general content too!

#ashley rowan art #Clangen #clan gen #clan gen oc #clangen oc #warriors #warrior cats #warriors oc #warrior cats oc #ClangenRising #RisingClan #Scorchplume #Goldenstar #Bi Pride #pride month #pride 2023 #pride art #bi oc #queer art

[glittlerandchemicalx]

#girls generation #jessica jung #wonderland #my decade #goldenstars #beep beep

[skrimbled]

Decided to join in with the dtiys hosted by @fallenclan!!

Had a bit of fun with the colours and shading and such with this one, hope you don't mind! It was super fun to draw!! Rest in peace Morningbloom <//3

#fallenclan #dtiys #fallenclan dtiys #clangen #clan generator #warrior cats #fallenclan fanart #morningbloom #goldenstar #honeygleam #applebranch #maplestar #Yippee!

[mousetoe-wc]

Mythology and Legends of the Clans for my Warrior cats rewrite!

LionClan, LeopardClan and TigerClan

In the prophecy begins they introduce mythology with LionClan and such and then the just drop it never to be seen again as many ideas in this series have. This is to expand on the mythology we already have in warriors and to change and add to it.

First thing you’ll notice is that the leader of LeopardClan is now a snow leopards for a bit of variety. The three cats above us are known as Goldenstar, Swiftstar and Shadestar respectively!

Just like in canon the clans believe that the different ancient clans passed down different abilities that the cats of today have, as well as having different connections with the seasons and such. There’s no one clan that these big cat clans belonged too but different clans favour different stories and groups of big cats.

Kittens are also given their names for different reasons including in hopes of strength for weak kit or a kit that displays similar characteristics to the ancient clans.

LionClan They believe lions gave them the strength to fight and that they have associations with summer and the sun. ThunderClan favours them for Strength, while RiverClan and WindClan tends to favour the for the sun.

LeopardClan Believes leopards are what gives them the ability to climb, balance and run incredibly fast. they are associated with winter and the stars. Before SkyClan was kicked out they favoured leopards for their climbing, WindClan loves them for their speed and ThunderClan thinks spotted pelts are beautiful.

TigerClan Are believed to be what gives them stealth and the ability to swim, they are associated with Autumn and the moon. RiverClan favourites them for their ability to swim, ShadowClan for the ability of stalking and their dark pelts, and SkyClan for

Another thing is because cats don’t know that much about actual big cat species in the wild and of course they don’t know how to use a computer or read, different characters in their stories are different species of cats! Because house cats have such a variety in fur colours and patterns, their not gonna think these are different species!

These are all cannon characters redesigned!

Fleetfoot is a cheetah, cause u know, fast. Thorntooth is a black jaguar, TigerClan is known for their dark pelts and jaguars LOVE swimming. Sunpelt is based on an asiatic lion and an adolescent male lion. Petalkit is just a lion cub.

There will be more clan Mythology idea posts that I’m excited for and hopefully the starclan and dark forest post will be done soon.

#warrior cats #wc #lionclan #leopardclan #tigerclan #goldenstar wc #shadestar #Swiftstar lc #fleetfoot #Thorntooth #sunpelt lc #petalkit lc

[fallenclan]

henryclaw stays silly

#clangen #clan generator #art #fallenart #hawkwish #goldenstar #applebranch #maplethorn #henryclaw #ripplekit #pebblekit #cherrykit #hopekit

[crowstar-s-warriorworld]

Fanart

fanart of @fallenclan 's leader 2/4 Goldenstar

#warrior cats #fallenclan #Goldenstar #headshot #art

[clangenrising]

Month 15 - Newleaf

Battle With Razor Pt 8

Goldenstar lurched out of unconsciousness coughing up blood. It felt like her throat was full of it. She gagged and sputtered, even hacking up a few chunks of gore, until there was a small pool in front of her. A tongue rasped over her back comfortingly and when she squinted up at the cat through tears she saw Oddstripe smiling tearfully at her. 

“Oh, thank the Stars,” he cried. “I wasn’t sure if you were coming back!” 

“Me neither,” she coughed. The sound of fighting was close by. She rose to her shaky paws to see Orangestar and Russetfrond taking turns lashing out at Razor who was bleeding out of his right eye. She took a step towards the fight, testing out her legs. They seemed shaky, like she hadn’t eaten all day, but they would hold. 

Suddenly Scorch was beside her, fur wet with tears and smeared with blood. “H-how-?” Scorch asked, open mouthed in shock. 

“You’re hurt!” Goldenstar gasped, eyes fixed on the blood in her fur.

“No,” Scorch shook her head, “It’s all your blood.”

“Oh,” Goldenstar swallowed. “I’m sorry.”

“Forget about the blood!” Scorch cried in bafflement. “You were dead! I- I was certain you were dead, how are you-?”

“I told you,” Goldenstar smiled, “StarClan gave me nine lives.” 

“That’s impossible!” Scorch shook her head. 

“It’s the truth,” shrugged Goldenstar. “Are you really okay?” 

“I’m fine,” Scorch said, sniffling. “I’m just… I’m glad you’re alive.” Goldenstar’s heart swelled in her chest. 

“I love you so much,” she purred, leaning in to bump her forehead against Scorchplume’s. Scorch didn’t protest and met her force in kind, laughing through tears. 

“How are you feeling?” Oddstripe asked and Goldenstar realized she needed to focus up.

“Shaky,” Goldenstar said, “but fine. I should go join them.” 

“Are you sure?” Scorchplume frowned nervously. 

“I’ll be careful,” promised Goldenstar. 

Scorch held her gaze for a long moment and then nodded. “Okay.” 

Smiling, Goldenstar turned her attention to the fight ahead. She leapt up behind Razor and slashed at his heels to pull him away from biting into Russetfrond’s shoulder. He gave Russetfrond a good shake and pulled back, wheeling towards her, only to pale at the sight. 

“What?!” he balked. In his distraction, Orangestar sank her teeth into his ear and tugged, pulling him off balance. Goldenstar moved in and slashed at his stomach, managing to draw blood through the thick coat of fur. Russetfrond charged in too, ramming his uninjured shoulder into Razor’s side to fully topple him to the ground. Razor kicked out with his hind legs and struck Goldenstar in the neck. Pain shot through her even though the wound that had killed her was no longer there and she rolled away with a hiss. 

“What’s going on?!” Razor snarled, thrashing to try and get back to his feet. Russetfrond dodged a swipe and clawed at his belly again. Orangestar let go of his ear and closed her teeth around his collar, pulling it tight against the front of his throat. He wheezed and slashed his claws at her. He tore her ear but she held firm, digging her paws in. 

Goldenstar waggled her hips, patiently tracking his movements, and then lunged and caught his dominant paw in her teeth like it was a bird. She dropped with it, kicking at his armpit with her hind claws as she bit ruthlessly at the tendons near the pad. Razor snarled and thrashed but Goldenstar could tell he was slowing down. She released his paw, confident that it would be extremely painful to use, and jumped to her feet again. 

He glared at her, eyes bulging in their sockets, and choked out, “This… can’t-!” 

“You’re done, Razor,” Goldenstar growled. “You won’t hurt anyone ever again.” She raised her claws and brought them down on his throat, tearing a bloody gash in the soft skin underneath his neck. 

Razor bucked beneath Russetfrond’s weight, managing to throw him off and rolled to crush Orangestar underneath him. She let go of his collar with a grunt of pain and scrambled away. Quickly, Goldenstar lashed out at his exposed belly, leaving another gash, but that didn’t seem enough to stop him. He stood, swaying slightly, blood pattering onto the grass, glared at the cats around him. 

“I don’t know what kind of-” Razor paused briefly to hack up a clot of blood, “what kind of trick you pulled there, but you haven’t won!” He lurched towards Goldenstar, teeth snapping dangerously close to her neck as she scrambled backwards. The gaping wound in his throat splattered the ground with a trail of dark blood as he moved. “I’m still the most dangerous cat in the room!” 

Russetfrond grabbed one of Razor’s hind legs and pulled it out from under him. The kittypet toppled gracelessly onto his side, roared in fury, and tried to heave himself back onto his paws, but Goldenstar grabbed his collar again and pulled it tight. 

“I said you’re done!” she growled through gritted teeth. “Stay down already!” Russetfrond and Orangestar both bit down on one of his hind feet and pulled in the opposite direction from her, leaving only his front paws free to scrabble against the leaf litter. 

“No!” he coughed, floundering in his own blood. “I’ll make you pay for this! You’ll-” he hacked again, harder and longer this time, and when he resumed speaking, his voice was hoarse and strained, “you’ll wish you were never born!” He wheezed and thrashed, teeth snapping at the air, but the three of them held tight until his flailing slowed and ceased. Goldenstar held still for a long beat, expecting a last surge of resistance, but none came and eventually she released his bloodstained collar with a heavy sigh. 

“That was terrible,” Oddstripe whispered, ears pressed backward. 

“I’ve never seen a cat stay standing while losing so much blood,” Russetfrond grumbled. 

“Seriously,” said Orangestar. “I’ve seen badgers go down easier.” 

Goldenstar nodded and then swayed, suddenly dizzy. Scorchplume caught her with her own shoulder, purring in an attempt to soothe her. 

“Easy,” she said. “You should rest.” 

“Yeah,” Goldenstar laughed. “Probably.” 

“Grab his collar,” Russetfrond told Orangestar. “Let’s go end the battle.”

“Right,” she nodded and bent down to try and wiggle it off of his head.

“Sagetooth and the other healers are waiting near there,” Oddstripe said, “why don’t we go back there so they can check you out more fully.” 

“Yeah, alright,” Goldenstar said, too tired to have opinions anymore. She sighed pleasantly as she leaned into Scorchplume’s side and let herself be led away from the sickening scene behind her. 

They stumbled back to the battle where Orangestar jumped onto the rotting trunk and crowed, “Razor is dead! The battle is ours!” The battle stilled immediately, some cats looking around for confirmation. Orangestar shook Razor’s collar for emphasis, the bell jingling merrily, and the Clans erupted into victorious cheers. What was left of the rogues fled. Orangestar purred, bursting with pride and Goldenstar smiled. She deserved it. 

At Scorchplume’s insistence, they continued on to the first aid station. Goldenstar sat and let Sagetooth fuss over her for a bit but the healer eventually concluded that there were no wounds left worth treating and that she just needed to rest and eat as soon as she was able. Stormwhisper sent someone to fetch some prey from EarthClan’s camp and that was that. 

She settled down on the edge of the healers’ clearing with Scorchplume perched just behind her, squinting skeptically at anyone who came too close. Goldenstar had to restrain herself from chuckling fondly. As she ate, Snowstar joined her and updated her on the aftermath of the battle. 

Aside from Razor, three of the rogues were dead, including one kittypet who Scorch identified as Tiger, one of Razor’s lieutenants. Thankfully, the Clans had only suffered one casualty in Darkmoon who was likely going to be in StarClan before noon. As well, Snowstar confessed that a few of the Chaff fighters had defected during the battle and one of them had even expressed interest in joining SkyClan. Goldenstar congratulated her heartily. 

“We’re very lucky,” Snowstar concluded. “StarClan was truly guiding our paws.” 

“Yeah,” Goldenstar said half heartedly, remembering the way StarClan had stood around doing nothing as she lost two of her precious lives. 

“Ah, but you’re exhausted,” said Snowstar, misreading her expression. “I’ll let you rest.” She stood and dipped her head in goodbye. 

“Thank you,” Goldenstar said. As Snowstar padded away, she sighed and laid her head on her paws. 

“Well,” Scorch said, starting to sound like herself again, “it seems I will be sticking around. For now.” 

“Oh, good,” Goldenstar laughed. “I’m glad you’re not going to make me beg.” 

Scorch smiled and dipped her head. “I would never, your excellence.” 

All of the mirth evaporated from Goldenstar. “Hey,” she said softly. “Uh… Please, don’t say that anymore.” 

Scorchplume frowned in confusion, unable to form words. “W…”

“I don’t want to be associated with him,” said Goldenstar. “I never want you to have to think about him again.” 

Scorch pursed her lips and nodded. “Okay.” She sniffed and leaned in to press her forehead to Goldenstar’s and Goldenstar was grateful beyond belief. “Why don’t we get you cleaned up. We wouldn’t want to scare the kits when we go home.”

“Yeah,” Goldenstar smiled. When we go home. “I think that’s a good idea.” Scorch settled beside her and began cleaning the blood from her fur and Goldenstar couldn’t help but doze under the calming sensation. As she faded into sleep, she captured that moment in her mind - the familiar buzz of activity around her, the warmth of Scorch’s pelt against her side, the gentle rhythm of Scorch’s tongue across her fur. She couldn’t imagine anything better than where she was right now.

#clan gen #clangen #warrior cats #warriors #warrior cats oc #warriors oc #clangen oc #clan gen oc #clangenrising #newleaf #battle with razor #Goldenstar #Scorchplume #Oddstripe #Russetfrond #Orangestar #Razor #Snowstar #tw graphic injury #tw character death