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the-anonymous-club · 11 months
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LOVE WINS!!!!
Can finally post this! This is a collab with the one and only @nmirah of our characters Koifkower (Nmi’s) and Scorchstone (my guy) wedding! Nmi did the drew the absolutely gorgeous frame, and I colored it and did the middle pic!
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maplewood126 · 3 months
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Blizzardstorm
Forgot about this guy...
Blizzardstorm was one of the first cats that tried to stand up against Brackenstar when he declared war on the clans... and then immediately died when he got his head smashed into a rock. Blizzardstorm was always a loyal cat and looked up to brackenstar, always wanting to be like him one day but those hopes where slowly erased when Brackenstar started planning to control and eliminate the other clans (by name, he wanted to kill the leaders and take control of other clans...) Blizzardstorm resented brackenstar yet he offered to go along with the senior warrior to have a meeting with the other clans. When brackenstar declared war, blizzardstorm called him out and tried to get him to step down, calling his other clanmates to agree that he should give up his role. Brackenstar attacked blizzardstorm and the two fought before blizzard was ultimately overtaken and 'made' an example of.' Over all blizzardstorm was an active, charismatic tom.
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clangenbriar · 11 months
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Blooming Briar
Moon 0 ( Prologue ); Newleaf - Year 1
Sunlight streamed down onto a forested gully. Rays of light weaved between unfurling, leafy branches and dappled the section of woodland that made BriarClan’s camp. A long-furred speckled tom arose up from the large, gnarled roots of an oak tree, stretching then shaking his brown pelt. Laurelstar yawned. The morning chill made him fluff his fur just a little, a sign that leafbare still tried to stubbornly cling with frosted claws even as the days grew longer.
He leaped onto a smooth slab of stone that rested beside the old oak tree, watching the Clan slowly awake in front of him as had become his habit. Except - no one seemed to be awake. Actually, it seemed as if no one was in camp at all, besides Laurelstar himself. Usually, the leader could at least hear the hushed murmurings of waking warriors setting out for dawn patrol. Has something happened?
Jumping down, the speckled tom padded warily to the center of the camp clearing, noting how the dens on either side of him looked empty. Before he could open his mouth- to question or call out, he didn’t know- he felt a prodding sensation under his paws. Stepping back, Laurelstar watched in awe as a plant sprouted from the soil and began rapidly growing.
Twists of leaf and budding blossom whirled around the leader, thorny branches reaching towards the sky elegantly as the tom’s hazel eyes became moon-shaped and round. This can’t be happening! Is this an omen? The tom thought in panic but couldn’t bring himself to uproot his paws and flee. The bush now towered over Laurelstar, and he had to crane his head up and squint his eyes to see the peak of the plant, backlighted by the rising sun. He recognized the small, pink flowers as sweetbriar roses. As the growth of the bush slowed to an eased stop, petals slowly drifted down like soft-scented rain. A single petal gently fluttered down and landed on the leader’s nose. He could acutely smell the sweetness of the flower before he was blinded by a white flash.
Laurelstar opened his eyes, gasping. Immediately, his vision focused on the wooden walls of his den. The softness of his mossy nest. The warmth of the hollow. Forcing his fur to lie flat and his heart to stop racing, he took a few calming breaths, regaining his composure. Sitting up, he curled his tail around his paws, brushing something soft against him. Hazel eyes looked down, seeing a familiar pink petal. He could still smell the pleasant fragrance from mere moments ago. Laurelstar sighed, “Was that you, StarClan?”
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Events Referenced
Laurelstar is pondering recent dreams they have had... perhaps from StarClan?
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Dark Forest Resident: Laughingmoss
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Aliases / Nicknames: Fae Cat  
Gender: tom
Sexuality: pansexual
Family: Buzzardsnap (mother), unnamed father, Mallardkit, Wheatkit, FidgetGuts (brothers), Bearkit (younger sister), Shrewfur (adoptive father)
Other Relations: Shrewfur (mentor)
Clan: Briarclan
Rank: apprentice
Characteristics: snarky, kills to prove a point, crazy stealthy, very soft and soothing voice
Number of Victims: 4+ (2 deliberately)
Number of Murders: 4+ (2 deliberately)
Murder Method: blunt force, tricking into fox dens, sending into cardiac arrest, accidentally pushing into ravine
Known Victims: Wolfsmane, Sara, unnamed medicine cat, Mudpaw, unborn kits
Victim Profile: those he accidently startles, those he is jealous of
Cause of Death: strangulation, killed by Wolfsmane
Cautionary Tale: N/A
Story:
Laughingkit was left by the ravine by his mother when he was under a day old.
A duo of hungry rogues were circling him, tossing the kit back and forth to see who would drop it first, or really, who would get to eat it first.
The laughter was what drew the Briarclan patrol in, and after the rogues were killed, they took in the kit.
He learned moons later that his mother was actually Buzzardsnap, who abandoned him in the forest because his black pelt would mean they didn’t have a reason for the Clan to thikg her son was a freak.
Laughingpaw was a good apprentice, if a bit unsettling. He had a tendency to appear randomly, and he always spoke of hearing whispers. Some of it was true, and some of it wasn’t.
The Clan called him a changeling, the kittypets called him a fae. He didn’t think he was either of those, he was just stealthy!
He never meant to startle his kittypet friend, Sara, into a heart attack.
It devastated him to know that she had been pregnant, but there was nothing he could do now.
He sobbed and sobbed, and eventually he passed out.
Found by her Twolegs, they took him in for a week or so and put a small bell on his new collar. He liked the sound, so he didn’t chew it off when he escaped from the den.
Laughingpaw decided he deserved to be a warrior after his grand escape through a window, and he asked the medicine cat if she could persuade the leader when he returned home.
It wasn’t his fault that she didn’t notice him creeping up behind her, and that she fell into the ravine while gathering moss.
Seeing her limp body impaled in the stones, he rushed back to camp begging someone to help.
With no medicine cat, his mentor lured him into the forest and told him it would be best if he left the Clan. His mentor, the deputy, was exiling him!
He begged to stay, but Shrewfur wasn’t swayed, and he lashed out at Laughingpaw, scratching across his eye and leaving him with blood pouring down his face, blinking desperately to see.
He felt betrayed that the cat who had been his adoptive father would do this to him.
So, he left. But even in exile he cared for his Clan, and he would send whispers to patrols on where to find the best prey.
He named himself Laughingmoss, and he became a bit of a legend in the short moon he was in exile.
Eventually, Pineclan even contributed the story of Fidgetfreak, who was apparently a ‘zombie’.. and Laughingmoss’s brother.
Even if his Clan didn’t deserve it, he grew bitter when Shrewfur was given another apprentice. Stupid Mudpaw was clumsy, and was easy to trick into entering a fox den.
He had always been good at manipulation, and he kind of hoped Mudpaw wouldn’t be too upset with him when they got to Starclan.
On a rainy night, he was patrolling the edges of Briarclan territory, staying out of sight from any passing patrols. He spotted a cat that looked like its patchy grey fur was falling off, and its fangs were far too long.
It was stalking a small Kittypet.
Laughingmoss threw himself at the cat, after all a warrior should be able to take down one mangy rogue!
But the cat, Wolfsmane, was stronger than he thought, and they fought for what felt like forever before the collar tightened around Laughingmoss’ throat.
Additional information:
--Submission by @wills-woodland-warriors​
--Wolfsmane was a lykoi cat.
--The two rogues who attacked him as a kit will eventually be residents, alongside Buzzardsnap, aka Bitchsnap.
--He was 8 moons old.
--He becomes mates with Gremlinpaw!
--He has a pink collar with a small gold bell.
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Profile: TurtleStepper
A detailed profile for my oc, TurtleStepper. Some things might be subject to change
Name: TurtleStepper
Allegiances: BriarClan, LilacClan  
Afterlife: Dark Forest / ghost, currently revived. 
Age: 27 moons (2 years) 
Rank: Medicine Cat, Daylight Herbalist 
Sexuality: Panromantic, Achillean leaning
Gender: Tom 
Eyes: Cornflower Blue 
Pelt: Mostly white body with short fur, white ears and white paws. His left legs are white, and his right right are pale brown with black patches. He has two black splotches on his back and two on his shoulder. The back of his neck is a slightly darker brown and he has dark brown stripes on his face. His face is mostly pale brown with a cream muzzle and black nose bridge with dark grey splotches on it. His ears have black tufts and he has a stubby golden tail. 
Scars: A thin pale scar from a bramble along his throat
Additional Features: He has asthma and allergies. A grass-reed pouch that hangs around his neck, resting on his chest. It’s a dull green, and frequently has feathers and pebbles poking out of it. Because of the satchels weight, his head is usually held low. 
Body Structure: small, slightly pudgy belly and an angular muzzle. 
Voice: soft spoken, very quiet and kind of high. Has a slight southern accent. 
Personality traits: meek, timid, shy, naive, skittish, caring, always wants to help, timid, curious, excitable, gentle natured, nerdy, skilled with herbs, pacifistic 
Basic Likes: water, herbs, feathers, collecting random pebbles, kits, elders, weaving reed pouches and herb bundles, honey. 
Basic Dislikes: flowers, hunting, fights, mouse bile, maple sap, underbrush, squirrel, training grounds, dust, pollen, pineclan territory,  
Parents: unnamed mother, unnamed father
Siblings: RiddleCharm (half brother) 
Mate: LionCatch 
Apprentice: n/a 
Primary skill: Herb knowledge, reasoning with others, caretaking 
Powers: Can go into others dreams (only after revival) 
Weaknesses: poor fighter, can’t run long, short of breath, socially awkward 
Battling 0/10
Hunting 3/10
Agility 3/10 
Stamina 1/10 
Loyalty 9/10
Stealth: 5/10
Trust 10/10
Speed 5/10
Climbing 6/10
Fishing 7/10
Leadership 4/10
Faith 5/10
Mentorship 5/10
Trusting 9/10
Sight: 6/10
Hearing: 6/10 
Prettiness: 4/10 
Herb knowledge: 10/10
Talkative: 3/10 
Tracking: 0/10 
Clumsiness: 6/10 
Fighting style: He’s pinned very easily so LionCatch taught him how to kick at a cats belly to wind them. 
Basic Relationships 
Even as a kit, his mother often ignored him and spent more time with his older brother. Because of this, TurtleKit hated his brother growing up and that never changed as he got older.
YarrowStar took on the role of his mother because his own mother refused to raise him, and into his apprenticeship he still slept in her den. YarrowStar was very gentle towards him, and the two were quite close and she even introduced him as her son at a gathering. 
SkipperBug became his medicine mentor and despite his stern nature the two got along well. SkipperBug developed a soft spot for his apprentice and would always support him through times when his allergies were bad by setting aside herbs for him and taking over some duties so TurtleStepper could sit at the cliff base to clear his lungs a bit. 
LionCatch and TurtleStepper got very close when they were apprentices, and LionCatch developed feelings for him and confessed when they were made warriors. They were loving mates for a year before their deaths. LionCatch was very, very protective and was willing to give anything up for TurtleStepper. LionCatch tried to murder a clanmate and because of TurtleStepper’s lack of fighting skills he accidentally killed the clanmate himself while trying to save him. TurtleStepper ran, terrified of his mate and they both fell off of the barn beams. In the dark forest they typically avoid each other, but LionCatch keeps trying to talk with him and explain what happened. 
ThriftTail and TurtleStepper met at the barn, and because both of them had short fur they became good friends that winter by keeping eachother warm in the barn. The two were quite close, best friends even, and ThriftTail told him he had a crush on him, and TurtleStepper said he didn’t feel the same. ThriftTail respected his decision and the two carried on being friends as usual. When TurtleStepper told LionCatch about his confession, LionCatch killed ThriftTail and framed it as a brutal attack by loners. 
Claire and TurtleStepper were great friends, and the two went swimming every day where they would weave reeds and just talk. Claire also had allergies, so they had a common ground. Claire even viewed him as her younger brother. While swimming, she jokingly asked him why he was so weird when he got excited over a school of minnows. TurtleStepper didn’t realize she was joking, and felt hurt. He pounced on her in the water and instead of pushing her like he intended she hit her head on a rock and she drowned while he fumbled to save her in the waves. Up until his death, everyday he would leave a cluster of buttercup flowers on the beach for her. 
After his revival, he becomes close friends with the whisperclan med cat named BirdLeap.
Facts: 
He is autistic, and often makes too much eye contact with cats. 
Picrews: 
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mumblerose · 1 year
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My pieces of @savingprivatebirb ‘s characters in @clansoftheshoshone for our Secret Santa event!
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briarclangen · 4 months
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Moon 36 Allegiances
Starclan
Guide: Ravenstar
Windlarch
Tansytooth
Hopestripe
Oatdapple
Tadpolepaw
Frostaster
Hazykit
Leader:
Stemstar - Cisfem • Senior (124 moons) • Righteous • Clever
Deputy:
Cricketflame - Cisfem • Senior adult (98 moons) • Nervous • Talented swimmer
Healers:
Bittern - Cismasc • Adult (91 moons) • Strange • Keen eye 
Chispaleaf - Cisfem • Adult (83 moons) • Ambitious • Great kitsitter
Thrushwave - Cismasc • Young adult (38 moons) • Bloodthirsty • Keen eye & Clever
Mediator:
Whisker - Cismasc • Adult (69 moons) • Righteous • Masterful Storyteller & Good speaker
Warriors:
Foxfin - Cisfem • Senior (120 moons) • Ambitious • Valuable insight & Good mediator
Curlyash - Cismasc • Senior adult (109 moons) • Strict • Good swimmer
Lightfur - Cisfem • Senior adult (106 moons) • Strict • Good storyteller
Rainshade - Transfem • Senior adult (98 moons) • Troublesome • Excellent teacher
Piscesmask - Cismasc • Adult (92 moons) • Righteous • Natural intuition & Steady paws
Sneezeshimmer - Cisfem • Young adult (37 moons) • Righteous • Skilled mediator
Mossyflame - Cismasc • Young adult (37 moons) • Righteous • Unusually strong fighter & Fast runner
Poppybee - Cismasc • Young adult (35 moons) • Bloodthirsty • Den builder & good storyteller
Honeyheart - Cisfem • Young adult (22 moons) • Cold • Good speaker & climber
Sleepysky - Cisfem • Young adult (22 moons) • Loving • Trusted advisor
Fogleaf - Cisfem • Young adult (22 moons) • Troublesome • Keen eye
Saffronstripe - Cisfem • Young adult (22 moons) • Righteous • Fast runner
Peatminnow - Cisfem • Young adult (22 moons) • Nervous • Good hunter & Den builder
Cowourr - Cisfem • Young adult (18 moons) • Lonesome • Renowned hunter
Budwater - Cisfem • Young adult (17 moons) • Insecure • Fast as the wind & Steady paws
Wisteriatail - Cisfem • Young adult (17 moons) • Thoughtful • Good fighter
Dashrise - Cisfem • Young adult (16 moons) • Charismatic • Great speaker
Apprentices:
Ryepaw - Cismasc • Adolescent (8 moons) • Compassionate • Splashes in puddles & Quick to help
Ratpaw - Cismasc • Adolescent (8 moons) • Nervous • Quick to make peace
Larchpaw - Cisfem • Adolescent (7  moons) • Cold • Splashes in puddles
Elders:
Basilhawk - Cisfem • Senior (137 moons) • Insecure • Eloquent speaker
Grassbull - Cismasc • Senior (124 moons) • Righteous • Excellent teacher
Kits:
Whisperkit - Amab • Newborn • Polite
Tinykit - Afab • Newborn • Troublesome
Jackdawkit - Amab • Newborn • Nervous
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coastalraccoon · 1 year
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A bunch of drawings of my main clangen clan BriarClan. I was going to do a drawing of all the cats that joined every year but after the third I got tired.
Only 2 of my founders are still alive and it makes me sad.
List of all the cats' names below:
First Image: [F] = founder
[F] Briarsnout/star [deceased; died from a snake bite]
[F] Shimmerpuddle [deceased; died in a badger attack]
[F] Poolblossom [deceased; suffocated in a burrow collapse]
[F] Cressfur [deceased; died in a badger attack]
[F] Fuzzywhisker/star (Current leader)
[F] Baystripe
[F] Basilfeather [deceased; found dead after going missing]
Charcoalpelt [deceased; killed by a fox]
Owen [deceased; fell into a sinkhole]
Quimby [deceased; died shortly after being taken by twolegs]
Locustpeak [deceased; killed by HillClan warriors by the border]
Falconfang
Fawnwhistle [deceased; died in a badger attack]
Second Image:
Cowbirdrump [deceased; died in a badger attack]
Pebble
Pine
Lichenstripe [deceased; suffocated in a burrow collapse]
Shadesplash [deceased; died in a badger attack]
Brookkit/flower [deceased; killed by a gang of rogues]
Smallkit/beam [deceased; froze to death during a blizzard]
Third Image:
Mumble
Oddclaw [deceased; succumbed to snake venom]
Robinkit/tuft
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nmirah · 2 years
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More OC art! Koiflower and Palethroat of BriarClan in @clansoftheshoshone
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battle-felines-4evr · 2 months
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The individual cats of Briarclan!
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the-anonymous-club · 3 months
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Part 2 of @clansoftheshoshone gift exchange! Here is Sparkpaw my BELOVED for Matty🤩
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maplewood126 · 3 months
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Scorpiontail
SAY HELLO TO THE MAIN CHARACTER... one of them.....
I CAN BACK UP HER NAME. Yes, she lives in the woods in Eastern America, so her having the name scorpion doesn't make much sense but i made this name a while ago and i love her so the story goes that her mother whow as a kittypet lived in texas or Arizona or something and then the twolegs moved to the woods and stuff and by then she knew alot of desert animals like tarantulas and scorpions. So lone behild scorpion. Dont ask why her brother got a lame name. I might change it anyway cuz tarantulapelt sounds sick.
Scorpiontail, like her brother, was devestated upon discovering that she was a kittypet and not a briarclan cat. She was rather angry and felt the need to prove herself, especially after Brackenstar found out. (It was believed that silentstrike and smokestride had a littler together when in fact they had been approached by the kittypet. Ill elaborate on that story sometime if i feel like it) anywho. She was made fun of by her fellow warriors. She eventually ran off and ran into a she-cat named brindledhawk who just so happened to be a marshclan cat. The two easily got along and trained together at night until war broke out. Scorpiontail had developed feelings for brindledhawk which affected her decisions to be loyal.
Also theres two designs. One on the right is old and the one on the left is new. I like the old design alot so i wanted to show you.
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clangenbriar · 11 months
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CLAN ALLEGIANCES
BRIARCLAN
LEADER
Laurelstar - a long-furred speckled brown tom with hazel eyes ( careful, good teacher )
DEPUTY
Jayfrost - long-furred, dark gray bengal tom with pale blue eyes ( cold, excellent speaker )
HERBALIST
Ospreybelly - long-furred white and silver mackerel she-cat with pale blue eyes ( playful, excellent speaker )
WARRIORS
Silkmuzzle - long-furred, pale classic tabby tom with pale yellow-green eyes ( bloodthirsty, good hunter )
Shiningdew - long-furred speckled dark brown and white tom with gray eyes ( loving, smart )
Brightwing - long-furred speckled dark brown and white she-cat with pale yellow eyes ( loving, fantastic teacher )
- APPRENTICE, FINCHPAW
Stoatmask - a light brown and white tom with heather blue eyes ( loyal, smart )
APPRENTICES
Finchpaw - a ginger tabby tom with sage green eyes ( adventurous )
QUEENS
N/A
ELDERS
Flamesong - long-furred dark ginger tabby tom with cobalt eyes ( confident, great storyteller )
Nimbleshell - long-furred dark brown tabby tom with dark blue eyes ( strange, great storyteller )
Relations
Shiningdew & Brightwing are littermates, their father being Flamesong, and their mother passing away the previous leafbare.
Silkmuzzle and Ospreybelly are siblings, sharing a late mother, the StarClan guide Mistyflight- their father(s) were two different toms outside the Clan.
Finchpaw's adopted father is Nimbleshell, who retired from both age and poor eye sight. He was found on BriarClan territory at 2 moons old, all alone.
CLIFFCLAN
LEADER
Adderstar - a long-furred black/dark ginger tortie she-cat with a disticnt white stripe down their back and pale blue eyes ( wise, good fighter )
DEPUTY
Wisteriafur - long-furred, gray tabby she-cat with heather blue eyes ( wise, great teacher )
- APPRENTICE, MORNINGPAW
HERBALIST
Thymefeather - long-furred gray tabby she-cat with dark blue eyes ( strict, excellent mediator )
MEDIATOR
Marigoldfreckle - long-furred white and brown ticked tom with cyan eyes ( righteous, great mediator )
WARRIORS
Pinecry - rosette spotted silver tom with green-yellow eyes ( bloodthirsty, great speaker )
Starlingsky - black smoke tom with heather blue eyes ( thoughtful, good teacher )
Swiftswan - a white and light brown she-cat with bronze eyes ( strict, fantastic hunter )
APPRENTICES
Morningpaw - long-furred orange-cream tabby she-cat with pale yellow eyes ( strange )
QUEENS
Blossomwish - dark brown/dark ginger tortie she-cat with pale green eyes ( childish, good storyteller ); permanent queen and nursery keeper
ELDERS
Darkwhisker - black ticked and white tom with sage eyes ( lonesome, very smart )
Relations
Blossomwish is Adderstar's mother
Ashwarble ( StarClan guide ) was Starlingsky's littermate, their father being Darkwhisker
Marigoldfreckle is Swiftswan's father
POPPYCLAN
LEADER
Oakstar - a brown smoke she-cat with green eyes ( playful, great teacher )
- APPRENTICE, ROSEMARYPAW
DEPUTY
Silverwisp - long-furred, speckled and white she-cat with a blue right eye and a yellow right eye ( strict, fantastic hunter )
HERBALIST
Conifer'rise - golden-orange and white she-cat with dark blue eyes ( childish, smart tactician )
- APPRENTICE, RIMEPAW
WARRIORS
Gorsestem - dark brown sokoke tabby and white she-cat with emerald eyes ( thoughtful, great teacher )
- APPRENTICE, ROWANPAW
Harespark - white and black tabby cat with hazel eyes ( thoughtful, excellent speaker )
Bloomecho - ginger smoke and white tom with gray eyes ( adventurous, good fighter )
- APPRENTICE, RAINPAW
APPRENTICES
Rimepaw - brown marbled tabby tom with pale blue eyes ( responsible )
Rosemarypaw - a light brown mackerel tabby tom with heather blue eyes ( loyal )
Rowanpaw - brown tabby tom with pale yellow eyes ( shameless )
Rainpaw - long-furred dorsal-striped light brown she-cat with cobalt eyes ( vengeful )
QUEENS
N/A
ELDERS
N/A
Relations
Oakstar & Harespark are partners, with Rimepaw and Rosemarypaw being their kits.
Gorsestem & Bloomecho are mates, with Rowanpaw and Rainpaw being their kits
( The couples are close friends, and thought it would be cute if their kits' names all started with R, as they were all born around the same time )
Conifer'rise is Bloomecho's mother
SEDGECLAN
LEADER
Dahliastar - an elderly black tabby tom with cyan eyes ( fierce, strong connection to StarClan )
DEPUTY
Peonyblaze - dark ginger tabby and white tom with dark blue eyes ( confident, great speaker )
HERBALIST
Cloverspot - speckled brown tom with green eyes ( faithful, excellent kitsitter )
WARRIORS
Hailshine - long-furred dark gray tabby and white she-cat with amber eyes ( charasmatic, excellent fighter )
- APPRENTICE, TURTLEPAW
Lightdream - long-furred white and speckled black tom with emerald eyes ( loyal, great hunter )
Ivorystorm - long-furred cream tabby and white tom with hazel eyes ( shameless, excellent speaker )
- APPRENTICE, LARCHPAW
Myrtlechase - long-furred cream/gray tortie she-cat with green eyes ( shameless, good fighter )
APPRENTICES
Larchpaw - long-furred pale ginger sokoke tabby and white tom with hazel eyes ( sneaky )
Turtlepaw - long-furred dappled dark ginger and white bengal tom with sage eyes ( loyal )
QUEENS
N/A
ELDERS
Shimmerwater - speckled brown and white tom with heather blue eyes ( ambitious, very smart )
Relations
Peonyblaze is Larchpaw and Turtlepaw's father, their mother being a loner
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Dark Forest Resident: Whiteheart
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Aliases / Nicknames: Snow
Gender: tom
Age: 25 moons
Sexuality: gay
Family: unknown mother, unknown father
Other relations: unnamed mentor
Clan: Pineclan
Rank: former warrior, elder / dencat
Characteristics: lazy, loyal, courageous, determined, addiction
Number of Victims: 1
Number of Murders: 1
Murder Method: snapping neck (accidental)
Known Victims: unnamed kit
Cause of Death: drowned, suicide
Cautionary Tale: N/A
Story:
As a warrior, Whiteheart’s leg was badly crushed after rescuing one of his Clan’s kits, Fernkit, from the camp while a fire was burning through the forest. With the crying kit clutched in his jaws he had pulled his leg free, tearing the fur and skin off of it. 
Having inhaled too much smoke, FernKit died shortly after, and Whiteheart ended up with a permanent limp and large scarring on his leg. Once recovered, he remained a warrior for a short few moons before retiring early. He tried to help his clan however he could and often was found doing mostly herb hunts for the medicine cats and tagging along on border patrols. 
Although the queen, Fernkit’s mother, told him that he wasn’t at fault, Whiteheart still blamed himself for the death of FernKit and distanced himself from the nursery and all young cats. 
On a herb run one day, he ate some of the catmint he was meant to bring back during a bout of whitecough in the senior warriors. The sweet and leafy plant relaxed him, and eased his lungs and leg pain briefly. He took more than needed with him and stuffed half in a hollowed out tree stump and gave the rest to the medicine cat. 
Whiteheart started to eat the catmint regularly, at first as a treat. He’d go to the abandoned twoleg barn daily, running into multiple kittypets whom he spoke kindly with over catmint. To avoid scaring them, he usually said he was a rogue and they started calling him Snow. He frequently came back to camp smelling of kittypet, causing rumours and the others to ignore him.
 He grew so adjusted to eating the catmint that when there was a shortage he grew irritable, attacking one of his kittypet friends. The others drove him away, and he grew so desperate for catmint over the next couple days that he left his camp and headed across the border to BriarClan.
 However, he was still slow because of his leg, and when he was leaving the camp through the brambles with a mouthful of catmint, a kit saw him. The kitten’s eyes widened, and before the kit could yell out to alert the clan he pounced on it, pulling it into the brambles by its scruff. He hadn’t meant to kill it. 
He just wanted to subdue it. But the kit twisted underneath him, and he heard a loud crack before he pulled away in horror. 
The kittens neck had snapped, head laying limply, eyes unfocused as his breathing slowed to a stop. He reared away from the kit, horrified at what he had done, and scrambled out of the camp, running until he collapsed from exhaustion by the cliffs edge. 
The water splashed harshly against the rocks, and he rested his head for a moment. He didn’t deserve this. Fernkit and now a BriarClan kit both could have had so much more potential than him. He should have died in the fire instead, trapped under that log. He couldn’t go back to his clan, not after that.
 The BriarClan warriors would recognize his scent eventually, and he would be exiled. Glancing at his limp leg, he sighed. He wouldn’t survive long on his own, and he’d ruined his chances of joining his former-friends at the twolegplace. Deciding there was no point, he gazed up at the stars for a few hours before stepping close to the cliffs’ edge, closing his eyes and taking one last step off, praying that Starclan would still take him. 
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Additional Information: 
-- Whiteheart and Fernkit’s mother were very close after the kits death, and she would often support him while he did physical therapy to walk around camp with when he was still struggling to walk.
-- If he hadn’t of attacked the kittypets out of distress, he likely would have gone to live with them.
--Whiteheart is a large white cat with thick fur, amber eyes, and wide ears. His back leg is badly scarred, twisted at an odd angle. 
--Submission by @wills-woodland-warriors​ ! Thank you!
--Picrews: 
https://picrew.me/image_maker/1113222
https://picrew.me/image_maker/1475323
https://picrew.me/image_maker/1284443
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clansoftheshoshone · 10 months
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Hi! I was wondering when you planned to open applications again? I'm interested in hopefully joining, but I understand if it won't be for awhile !! :D
While we don't have any concrete plans right now, we are hoping to open up again at the end of the summer! Likely we will only be opening for CreekClan and BriarClan, but I will try to release some more recent clan lore that can help with the decision :3c We look forward to meeting all of those who are interested!!
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Some notes: 
this will be a blog primarily about my warrior cat OC’s, but I might reblog canon warrior cats fanart sometimes. 
Feel free to ask for name suggestions for your OC’s! I have a concerningly long list 
id love questions about my characters! 
Lastly, please drink some water if you can 
Now, my original clans: 
PineClan (status unknown)
BriarClan, SunClan, WhisperClan, AshClan, LilacClan, HollowClan - all wiped out by my original sickness called WolfCough
ClubmossClan, DownyClan, TumbleClan, TipClan, QuickClan (clangen, wiped out by a group of serial killers)
learn more about them here:
my plant generator, crossposted on my side blog for randomness, @stray-mossballs-and-buckets
My “what did your hunting patrol bring back” warrior cats generator:
An updating list of all the mates and kits on @residents-of-the-darkforest-of-the-darkforest
Dark forest worldbuilding:
My characters:
ART BLOG: @stray-mossballs
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