#Bluestar's Flowers

[bonefall]

is hawkheart allowed to be a nuanced or at least fun character in better bones? on my knees begging after so many aus of “hawkheart goes straight to hell because he loves murder and nothing else” and “hawkheart killing an enemy during a battle where the invaded his home to destroy his medicine supply and immediately and long term endanger his clanmates actually means he put his clan in the wrong”. he has so much fun personality across his appearances and i love how hes one of the few characters who we’re allowd to see is multi faceted based on whos perceiving him (yellowfang sees him as curteous, bluestar sees him as cruel, tallstar sees him as gruff but kind, etc)

WHO IS BEING MEAN TO MY SON?? I LOVE HIM. What is it about WindClan that just sucks the ability to have nuance out of a person??

BB is about that. It's about pointing out how the extreme emphasis on war pits good people against each other, and people die over pointless bullshit. I spoke about it in passing once before but the Killing of Moonflower is something that I plan to expand on with Bluestar's Flowers.

When Bluepaw was young, she hated Hawkheart. Blamed him for killing her mother, NEEDED to believe it was StarClan's will that they went into glorious battle that day. She was insulted when Pinestar and Heatherstar entered talks after the vigil-- was her mother's life really only worth a couple squares of linen??

But Bluefur eventually makes friends. From ShadowClan, RiverClan, and even from BloodClan-- and there's two members of the little group from WindClan. Hoprunner and Ashfoot.

Meeting them starts to put things into perspective. She hears the story from the other side. Ashfoot was still a kit at the time, sick and being treated in the Cleric's Den. She remembers a ThunderClan warrior who burst in, and how terrified she was before Hawkheart shot out from the shadows... but she didn't know that was Bluefur's mother.

She just knew that if Hawkheart hadn't stopped the nameless warrior that night, she would be dead. Even if Moonflower hadn't even touched her, without those herbs, Ashkit would have died. Ashfoot wouldn't be standing here before Bluefur.

I haven't planned out her reaction yet, but it's something that should absolutely shake Bluefur. She probably ends up leaving the get-together early because she needs to be alone with that. Everything she's ever had to believe about Moonflower's death, that it was noble, that it was StarClan's will, that she was the strongest warrior and thus worthy of the front line...

How can she reconcile that with the trembling image of one of her best friends, someone she loves more than almost anything, sick and terrified in Moonflower's shadow?

It's hard to hate Hawkheart after that. She still wants to. But how can she? Who's even left to blame, if she can't be mad at her own Clanmates, and she can't be angry at WindClan?

But, anyway that aside? Hawkheart's a neat background character. I like him a lot. He's never going to have a starring role, but I think what he does do is very important.

#I hope Chee knows that I've never been able to look at penicillin without thinking of their Hawkheart post. #Better Bones AU #Bluestar's Flowers #BB!Hawkheart

[t4twnyclaw]

Continuation of the God post I made. Smaller figures from Top left to right; Heatherstar, Brokenstar, Leafpool, Squirrelflight, Spottedleaf.

Bottom left to right, Feathertail, Bluestar and Hollyleaf

#wc au #wc #warrior cats #dotc #bluestar #brokenstar #squirrelflight #feathertail #hollyleaf #squirrelstar #leafpool #star flower #one eye #moth flight #sol wc #sol warrior cats

[stardoodledust35]

Some canon warriors designs I made. I have only read books with three of these cats in them but they have funky designs so I wanna draw them-

Uhh designs all free to use with credit, I made them with the lasso fill tool and if you wanna see your favorite murder cat in this style just request in my askbox

#warrior cats #warriors #star flower wc #mapleshade #ivypool #hollyleaf #bumble wc #bluestar #dovewing #maple design is pretty rough but yk

[exocynraku]

bluestar as clear sky & star flowers kit she's extraordinarily supportive of her father up until when she meets the most handsome tom she's ever met....... across the border

#bluestar #clear sky #skystar #star flower #hypoparents #warrior cats #wc #ray art

[thunderc1an]

Warriors: The Prophecies Begin- Details + Info in Tags

#Warriors #Warrior Cats #Firestar #Riverclan #Thunderclan #shadowclan #WindClan #total reference to 31 cats #3 big flowers on the left are 3 clans #everything else are cats #even flowers in tigerstar's mouth #all the tags didn't fit in the big original post #Brightheart #swiftpaw #Bluestar #are on top #princess's cookie tray are the rest of her kids #apples are feathertail and stormfur #darkstripe is the snake #brokenstar is the deathberry in yellow's paw #smoke out of yellow's mouth is how she died

[tomlivingspace]

warrior cats fans want complex female characters until the female character is written to be antagonistic or in the wrong without showing womanly contrition and then she's irredeemable and should die

#like idgi.... if u dont actually want morally complex female characters don't like. pretend you do.... #like the way ppl have been talking abt ivypool recently has my head spinning.... like idk its clear to me ger characterization is #pretty intentional? especially for erin hunter??? so yeah shes a bitch but like.... there's character motivation for it...??? #anyway lemme tag my favorite girlies here #ivypool #needletail #star flower #mapleshade #bluestar #nightcloud #idk comment ur problematic fave female warriored cat! #sparkpelt doesn't rly count imo but respect to her!

[moths-wc-aus]

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ms. star! i picked out black orchids (dignity, elegance, strength, & authority) and aloe flowers (grief, bitterness, & religious superstition) for her, and the first few lines from the moon will sing by the crane wives!

#warrior cats #warriors #fangs and flowers series #bluestar #digital art #speedpaint #bluefur

[violetparakeetdraweroffurries]

literally made this just this night

#bluestar #snowfur #warrior cats #au #blue wears the crown as an older cat #spinning around in my head that blue moons and snow moons are real terms & both cats share a flower motif w/ their mom #yes snow is a smoke calico #wc

[angsttronaut]

I actually like the -fur suffix, but Pinestar naming both Bluepaw and Snowpaw -fur was a weird choice lol

#warrior cats #wc #bluestar #snowfur #-pelt is right there! #tho tbh i like the idea of snowfur having a more aggro suffix #snowstorm snowclaw snowshred idk #bluefur is fine to me but i also like the idea of bluestorm or blueheart #-flower for either after their mum could also work

[sharpshotnature]

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#sharpshotnature #bluestar #flower #plant #leaf #summer #nature #naturephotography #wildlife #wildlifephotography #photography

[demigirlvioletshine]

#Crookedstar's Promise #Bluestar's Prophecy #Leopardstar's Honor #Onestar's Confession #The Prophecies Begin #Firestar's Quest #Graystripe's Vow #The New Prophecy #Redtail's Debt #golden #flower #golderflower #kit #apprentice #warrior #queen #elder #tc #sc #warrior cats

[bonefall]

would the dark forest have been considered for silverstream, since this is before bluestar’s death sends thistle & his biggest supporters packing? or is the fact that she is so young/a leader’s daughter seen as enough reasonable deniability that she “would have come to regret her actions” later (even though if she had a trial, i’m sure she would have been as stubbornly adamant of her convictions as anyone)

Shoooott, I didn't consider that. She's going to have a BAD time with all the Thistle Law supporters up there

Here's how the situation would go;

REMEMBER: StarClan can famously be influenced by the lawyer who is chosen to represent you

The lawyer is always someone you knew-- and it CAN be someone you've harmed. StarClan trials are not fair.

So that in mind, the most likely Lawyer here is probably her uncle, the infamous himbo himself, Oakheart.

That would be VERY bad if Oakheart was on his own. He's a good deputy, very responsible, friendly, and connected... but he isn't a rhetorician. Thistleclaw and his supporters would have verbally torn him and his niece apart.

But Oak's not alone. He's got Lizardstripe.

I could absolutely use this for Bluestar's Flowers, with Oakheart insisting that she's going to be fine because Lizardstripe saved Silverstream from the Dark Forest by helping him.

("helping" = she was behind everything and Oakheart was a big beautiful fluffy teddy bear that StarClan can't get enough of)

Silverstream would have to work with Lizi though, which might have been a bit of an issue. Like you mentioned, she is stubbornly adamant of her convictions.

But if she shut her trap when Lizi tells her to and acts the part, she can do this.

Lizi's strategy is simple; play up the apologetic angle. Silverstream received her punishment in her death. She was a young but loyal warrior who served her Clan through a hard season.

Though she had lapsed in her loyalty, it had never impacted her ability to fight for RiverClan, and she had acted with honor towards all.

Additionally, she's missed in the living world and will surely be invoked to foresee the consequences of such terrible choices. To lose such a spirit to the Dark Forest when she's *KICKS HER ANKLE UNDER THE DESK* VERY. SORRY. would be a great loss.

Oakheart: "And she's VERY sorry!"

Silverstream: -_- "very sorry."

It would take finesse but I could use this as a bit of hope for Bluestar at the beginning of her Trial, especially to contrast how she learns that Featherwhisker went to the Dark Forest in spite of being such a good person.

But she would NEED to not offend StarClan. She would need to listen to her uncle and his weird friend. It all depends on her ability to put on a sob story-- and it would be the basis for how Lizardstripe realizes that, next time, she NEEDS to discredit these Thistle Law-leaning spirits and go for the throat.

SO yes she would be considered for the Dark Forest. But it also makes a great detail for this to be Lizardstripe's first great success.

#Roxie Hart ass 'Are you sorry?' ''ARE YOU KIDDING?'' #Bluestar's Flowers #Lizi really is like Cousin Vinny #Better Bones AU #Spirituality Overhauls #BB!StarClan #BB!Silverstream

[black-salt-cage]

Bluestar (Warriors) stimboard ☽ - ✰ - ☾ ☽ - ✰ - ☾ ☽ - ✰ - ☾

#💙 sugar life posting 🌙 #Warriors #Warrior Cats #Bluestar #Thunderclan #stimboards #stimboard #blue #cats #animals #felines #birds #fountains #water #liquid #rain #raining #plants #flowers #gems #skies #nature #naturecore #mountains #moons #moon #celestial bodies #mushrooms #fungi #stones

[junoswarriorcatsdesigns]

Featherwhisker

#Featherwhisker #Featherpaw #Featherkit #Medicine Cat #Thunderclan #Bluestar's Prophecy #Pinestar's Choice #Goosefeather's Curse #Spottedleaf's Heart #Redtail's Debt #Favorite Character #Dandelion flowers

[kindlingumbra]

Ræswa Nix Frosted Larkspar

#the flower are larkspar btw #trial by shadows au #trial by shadows rewrite #warrior cats rewrite #warriors rewrite #warriors au #warrior cats au #bluestar #tbs: larkspar

[reginarubie]

Sansa Stark appreciation month, day 1~ Flowers

The name ‘Sansa’ has Sanskrit origins and means ‘charm and praise’ so which better flowers to identify with Sansa than the ranunculus (which symbolises elegance and charm) and the bluestar (which symbolises radiance and praise)?

Flowers I associate with Sansa's character

Elegance, perseverance, charm ~ elegant, persevering, charming

Elegance, courtesy (Ranunculus)

Sansa was a lady at three, always so courteous and eager to please. She loved nothing so well as tales of knightly valor. Men would say she had my look, but she will grow into a woman far more beautiful than I ever was, you can see that. I often sent away her maid so I could brush her hair myself. She had auburn hair, lighter than mine, and so thick and soft . . . the red in it would catch the light of the torches and shine like copper. — Catelyn VII, ACOK

Joffrey frowned. Sansa felt that she ought to say something. What was it that Septa Mordane used to tell her? A lady's armor is courtesy, that was it. She donned her armor and said, "I'm sorry my lady mother took you captive, my lord." — Sansa I, ACOK

Perseverance (Ranunculus)

"Thank you, sweet lady." Ser Dontos lurched clumsily to his feet, and brushed earth and leaves from his knees. "Your lord father was as true a man as the realm has ever known, but I stood by and let them slay him. I said nothing, did nothing . . . and yet, when Joffrey would have slain me, you spoke up. Lady, I have never been a hero, no Ryam Redwyne or Barristan the Bold. I've won no tourneys, no renown in war . . . but I was a knight once, and you have helped me remember what that meant. My life is a poor thing, but it is yours." — Sansa II, ACOK

"The night's first traitors," the queen said, "but not the last, I fear. Have Ser Ilyn see to them, and put their heads on pikes outside the stables as a warning." As they left, she turned to Sansa. "Another lesson you should learn, if you hope to sit beside my son. Be gentle on a night like this and you'll have treasons popping up all about you like mushrooms after a hard rain. The only way to keep your people loyal is to make certain they fear you more than they do the enemy."

"I will remember, YourGrace," said Sansa, though she had always heard that love was a surer route to the people's loyalty than fear. If I am ever a queen, I'll make them love me. — Sansa VI, ACOK

The snow drifted down and down, all in ghostly silence, and lay thick and unbroken on the ground. All color had fled the world outside. It was a place of whites and blacks and greys. White towers and white snow and white statues, black shadows and black trees, the dark grey sky above. A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here. Yet she stepped out all the same. Her boots tore ankle-deep holes into the smooth white surface of the snow, yet made no sound. Sansa drifted past frosted shrubs and thin dark trees, and wondered if she were still dreaming. Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover's kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the ground, she turned her face up to the sky and closed her eyes. She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams. — Sansa VII, ASOS

Charm (Ranunculus)

Sansa knew the name, and now the courtesies that Septa Mordane had taught her over the years came back to her. "The Lord Commander of the Kingsguard," she said, "and councillor to Robert our king and to Aerys Targaryen before him. The honor is mine, good knight. Even in the far north, the singers praise the deeds of Barristan the Bold." The green knight laughed again.

"Barristan the Old, you mean. Don't flatter him too sweetly, child, he thinks overmuch of himself already." He smiled at her. "Now, wolfgirl, if you can put a name to me as well, then I must concede that you are truly our Hand's daughter."

Joffrey stiffened beside her.

"Have a care how you address my betrothed."

"I can answer," Sansa said quickly, to quell her prince's anger. She smiled at the green knight. "Your helmet bears golden antlers, my lord. The stag is the sigil of the royal House. King Robert has two brothers. By your extreme youth, you can only be Renly Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End and councillor to the king, and so I name you."Ser Barristan chuckled. "By his extreme youth, he can only be a prancing jackanapes, and so I name him."

There was general laughter, led by Lord Renly himself. The tension of a few moments ago was gone, and Sansa was beginning to feel comfortable — Sansa I, AGOT

Tyrion led Sansa around the yard, to perform the necessary courtesies. She is good at this, he thought, as he watched her tell Lord Gyles that his cough was sounding better, compliment Elinor Tyrell on her gown, and question Jalabhar Xho about wedding customs in the Summer Isles. His cousin Ser Lancel had been brought down by Ser Kevan, the first time he'd left his sickbed since the battle. He looks ghastly. Lancel's hair had turned white and brittle, and he was thin as a stick. Without his father beside him holding him up, he would surely have collapsed. Yet when Sansa praised his valor and said how good it was to see him getting strong again, both Lancel and Ser Kevan beamed. She would have made Joffrey a good queen and a better wife if he'd had the sense to love her. — Tyrion VIII, ASOS

Radiance, resilience, praise/filled with faith ~ Radiant, resilient, religious

Radiance (Bluestar)

Sansa, two years older, drew the crown prince, Joffrey Baratheon. He was twelve, younger than Jon or Robb, but taller than either, to Jon's vast dismay. Prince Joffrey had his sister's hair and his mother's deep green eyes. A thick tangle of blond curls dripped down past his golden choker and high velvet collar. 

Sansa looked radiant as she walked beside him, but Jon did not like Joffrey's pouty lips or the bored, disdainful way he looked at Winterfell's Great Hall. — Jon I, AGOT

Resilience (Bluestar)

"We share that view, sweet child." Tyrion turned to Sansa. "My lady, I am sorry for your losses. Truly, the gods are cruel."

Sansa could not think of a word to say to him. How could he be sorry for her losses? Was he mocking her? It wasn't the gods who'd been cruel, it was Joffrey. — Sansa I, ACOK

(...) "Not that I wanted him to stay, mind you. I had Grand Maester Pycelle and an army of midwives, and I had my brother. When they told Jaime he was not allowed in the birthing room, he smiled and asked which of them proposed to keep him out. Joffrey will show you no such devotion, I fear. You could thank your sister for that, if she weren't dead. He's never been able to forget that day on the Trident when you saw her shame him, so he shames you in turn. You're stronger than you seem, though. I expect you'll survive a bit of humiliation. I did. You may never love the king, but you'll love his children." — Sansa IV, ACOK

Brave. Sansa took a deep breath. I am a Stark, yes, I can be brave. They were all looking at her, the way they had looked at her that day in the yard when Ser Boros Blount had torn her clothes off. It had been the Imp who saved her from a beating that day, the same man who was waiting for her now. He is not so bad as the rest of them, she told herself. "I'll go." — Sansa III, ACOK

My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel. — Sansa V, ASOS

Religious (Bluestar)

Besides, even if she could leave the castle, where would she go? It was enough that she could walk in the yard, pick flowers in Myrcella's garden, and visit the sept to pray for her father. Sometimes she prayed in the godswood as well, since the Starks kept the old gods. — Sansa V, AGOT

By the time she reached the godswood, the noises had faded to a faint rattle of steel and a distant shouting. Sansa pulled her cloak tighter. The air was rich with the smells of earth and leaf. Lady would have liked this place, she thought. There was something wild about a godswood; even here, in the heart of the castle at the heart of the city, you could feel the old gods watching with a thousand unseen eyes. Sansa had favored her mother's gods over her father's. She loved the statues, the pictures in leaded glass, the fragrance of burning incense, the septons with their robes and crystals, the magical play of the rainbows over altars inlaid with mother-of-pearl and onyx and lapis lazuli. Yet she could not deny that the godswood had a certain power too. Especially by night. Help me, she prayed, send me a friend, a true knight to champion me . . . — Sansa II, ACOK

He swore. A solemn oath, before the gods. "Then . . . I will put myself in your hands, ser." — Sansa II, ACOK

Sansa knew most of the hymns, and followed along on those she did not know as best she could. She sang along with grizzled old serving men and anxious young wives, with serving girls and soldiers, cooks and falconers, knights and knaves, squires and spit boys and nursing mothers. She sang with those inside the castle walls and those without, sang with all the city. She sang for mercy, for the living and the dead alike, for Bran and Rickon and Robb, for her sister Arya and her bastard brother Jon Snow, away off on the Wall. She sang for her mother and her father, for her grandfather Lord Hoster and her uncle Edmure Tully, for her friend Jeyne Poole, for old drunken King Robert, for Septa Mordane and Ser Dontos and Jory Cassel and Maester Luwin, for all the brave knights and soldiers who would die today, and for the children and the wives who would mourn them, and finally, toward the end, she even sang for Tyrion the Imp and for the Hound. — Sansa V, ACOK

There are gods, she told herself, and there are true knights too. All the stories can't be lies. — Sansa IV, ACOK

"What do you pray for, Sansa?"

I pray for Robb's victory and Joffrey's death . . . and for home. For Winterfell. "I pray for an end to the fighting." — Sansa III, ACOK

Old snow cloaked the courtyard, and icicles hung down like crystal spears from the terraces and towers. The Eyrie was built of fine white stone, and winter's mantle made it whiter still. So beautiful, Alayne thought, so impregnable. She could not love this place, no matter how she tried. Even before the guards and serving men had made their descent, the castle had seemed as empty as a tomb, and more so when Petyr Baelish was away. No one sang up there, not since Marillion. No one ever laughed too loud. Even the gods were silent. The Eyrie boasted a sept, but no septon; a godswood, but no heart tree. No prayers are answered here, she often thought, though some days she felt so lonely she had to try. — Alayne II, AFFC

Sansa was the first child of Ned and Cat born in WF and by the time the story begins Sansa is eleven and summer has lasted nine years, she either was born at the end of winter or at the begging of spring, IMO it happened more on the beginning of spring. In any case it happened in that time in which the world entire is going through rebirth as winters leaves the step to spring and that is beautiful.

Day 2

#sansamonth2022 #flowers #sansa stark #flower meanings #resilience and radiance and praise: bluestar #perseverance and charm and elegance: ranunculus #sansa appreciation #sansaappreciationfest2022