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Playing Clangen and trying to purposefully cause drama
Right now Chiveshadow and Sagemight are mates but their relationship is really bad and falling. But Chiveshadow is in love with Sagemight’s sister Carpfoot and I keep putting the two of them on patrols trying to cause drama but there hasn’t been an affair yet. Please give me drama
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aquatic-batt · 1 year
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Falconbreeze (they/them) is SkyClan’s current deputy. they are black with white and orange markings based on a bat falcon. I don’t have much on them unfortunately other than them being Oriolestar’s best friend and willingness to go along with Oriolestar’s plans to protect ShadowClan
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Oriolestar (they/them) is the current leader of SkyClan. they are yellow with black markings similar to a yellow oriole. having grown up learning the importance of all five Clans, how ShadowClan had given SkyClan a place for them to stay among the Clans, and a personal experience as an apprentice where a warrior of ShadowClan (possibly Brightstar (he/him)) had saved their life, Oriolestar adamantly believes in ShadowClan’s right to live among the Clans and is willing to risk it all for them. after ShadowClan’s exile, Oriolestar immediately offered to provide them with shelter within their territory and anything else they needed to survive no matter the risks. unfortunately, SkyClan was eventually caught and exiled, but Oriolestar kept their head strong and worked hard to try and pull the Clans back together.
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Redwing (he/him) is a warrior of ShadowClan. he has markings similar to that of a red winged blackbird. he is Brightstar’s mate, and helps keep him sane as he struggles to keep it all together during ShadowClan’s exile.
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Spiderweb (he/him) is the current medicine cat of ShadowClan. he has markings similar to a golden orb weaver spider. he is mentor to Magpiepaw (they/them, later Magpiecall) and is fascinated by their ability to communicate with a magpie, choosing to encourage it as it must be a sign from StarClan that they were meant to be a medicine cat
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Frogthroat (they/them) is a recently made warrior of ShadowClan with half-WindClan blood. they are Rabbitheart (she/her)’s sibling, and have marks similar to them, although mimicking a milk frog. they are mute, and often communicate through tapping and/or paw symbolism. they become mentor to Jaypaw (they/them, later Jaythroat), and are very patient with them and their anxiety about battling, choosing to focus on hunting first. during the battle to exile ShadowClan, they take one of Wolfstar’s lives, leading the rest of the Clans to become enraged with them. they were immediately captured in battle and disemboweled by Stormeye (she/her), with their flesh later used as fresh-kill, fur as bedding for Saltstar and Wolfstar, and bones as decoration by both respective leaders.
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Hareleap (he/him) is the former deputy of WindClan and a current warrior of ShadowClan. he has markings similar to a hare. he was mate to Toadstool (she/her), but after he had their kits Frogkit (later Frogthroat) and Rabbitkit (later Rabbitheart), he was forced to give them away and cut ties with Toadstool because of WindClan’s heavily religious nature. he agreed to this for awhile because he had a lot of guilt around being a disloyal WindClan cat who disappointed StarClan, but as he watched his kits grow from the sidelines, he had begun to regret leaving Toadstool and wanted to be with his family regardless of what StarClan thought. after ShadowClan was exiled, Hareleap made his decision to leave WindClan to be with his family, no longer caring what StarClan thought of him.
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Lionspark (he/him) is a warrior of ThunderClan. he has markings similar to a lion. I don’t have much more for him unfortunately, but I was considering making him or his brother Honeytiger (he/him) Otterstrike’s (she/her) mate.
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Buckhop (she/her) is a warrior of WindClan with markings similar to a white tailed deer. I don’t have more info on her outside of her being Doefoot’s mate.
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Doefoot (he/him) is a warrior of WindClan with markings similar to a roe deer. I don’t have more info on him outside of him being Buckhop’s mate.
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need1etail · 4 years
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i would lov to see u write a fix of cinderpelt staying a warrior or brightheart becoming a leader!
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In this AU, Spottedleaf lived past Into the Wild and trained Leafpaw in place of Cinderpelt. Brightheart is chosen as deputy after Whitestorm (her apprentice being Sorrelpaw, who's a bit older in this AU), and both Cinderpelt and Spottedleaf are alive past TNP and Firestar was killed by Hawkfrost, leaving Brightstar as leader, and Cinderpelt as her deputy.
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Brightstar's ears perked when a shadow fell over her den. In the entrance stood Cinderpelt, her loyal deputy and sister. Cinderpelt's eyes were gleaming. Today, Squirrelflight, who was always like a sister to Cinderpelt, and Brambleflower's kits were being made apprentices. "It's time," she meowed, dipping her head to her leader. "Have you decided?"
Brightstar's whiskers twitched thoughtfully. Then she smiled. "I have."
Together, they stepped out of the leader's den. In the clearing stood her warriors, their heads raising expectantly as their leader came into view. Brightstar's eye flicked toward the nursery, where she saw Squirrelflight's fluffy tail sticking out as she got her kits ready for their ceremony. Then she glanced to where Spottedleaf and Leafpool sat. Spottefleaf looked almost anxious, but Leafpool's eyes were bright, her tail flicking with excitment. She cleared her throat. "Today, three of Firestar's grandkits are becoming apprentices," she began, "and with newleaf just around the bend, it seems it's the best time to welcome these kits into the life of a warrior. Jaykit, Hollykit, and Lionkit, step forward."
The three kittens skittered out of the nursery, Lionkit and Hollykit waiting for their brother as he nearly stumbled over. Jaykit was the first in the middle of the clearing, staring up at Brightstar with blind eyes. As Hollykit and Lionkit joined him, Brightstar began the ceremony. "Hollykit, from this moment on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Hollypaw." The black apprentice puffed up her chest, green eyes shimmering. "Your mentor will be Sorreltail." She blinked at her former apprentice, who looked a bit surprised as she sat beside Hollypaw.
"Lionkit, from this moment on you will be known as Lionpaw. Your mentor will be Brackenfur." Just like Sorreltail, Brackenfur stepped forward and sat beside his new apprentice.
Brightstar looked at Jaykit and cats began to murmur. She knew many cats thought he may become a medicine cat, but with two already in the medicine den, others were doubting it. Jaykit fluffed his pelt out to make him look as big as his brother and sister, but he still looked small, his mother's genes failing him. Brightstar took a deep breath. "Jaykit. From this moment on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Jaypaw. I will be your mentor."
Instead of gasps and yowls of outrage, the Clan went silent. Brightstar hopped down from where she stood and approached Jaypaw. "If life has taught me anything, it's that our disabilities don't make us weak." She touched her scarred face with her paw. "We are ThunderClan after all. We are strong!" She nudged her apprentice, who looked shocked.
Cinderpelt was the first cat to speak from where she stood on the highledge. "Jaypaw! Hollypaw! Lionpaw!"
The Clan joined her as the apprentices and mentors touched noses. You'll do great, little Jay, she told him silently, I promise.
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I loved this lol. I'd love to write this fully one day tbh . . .
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signoffive · 4 years
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Chapter 3
CHAPTER THREE: PrairieClan
It was a cold, rainy day and there was a sickness shivering through PrairieClan and it had taken yet another victim. 
Oakleaves and Slashpaw had tried hard to cure Brightstar, but she’d only had one life left and had grown increasingly older and weaker as time stretched on. He had what they called snowfever, it happens every year there are always victims of snowfever and frostcough; and this year, Brightstar’s case was especially bad. She had a terrible cough, and not even catmint could help her. 
As she began to fade away, she sighed and looked over to Sanddune. The fighter bowed his head, tears forming in his eyes. Brightstar had been his mentor and like a mother when his real mother died, and his father became a rogue. He sighed sadly. Brightstar had been an amazing leader to the clan, and it was especially sad to see her go. 
Oakleaves stood up and trotted over to Slashpaw, “I’m going to take Sanddune to the Starpool so he can receive his lives; the other clans cannot think that we are weak.” 
Slashpaw nodded and went to sit next to her sister. Their father was becoming leader, but there was still a nagging feeling in the back of her mind. She should have been able to cure Brightstar. She sighed and walked off into the healer’s den. She looked at their herbs, it wasn’t even winter and they had faced death.
“Will I ever become a healer? I mean, I’ve failed so many cats,” she sighed, and curled up in her nest.
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“Sanddune, I believe we should head for the Star pool,” Oakleaves murmured. 
“Even the cats of the Goldenplace are sad,” he whispered under his breath, looking up with tears in his eyes, “but I will go for Brightstar.”
As the two cats walked out, they looked up. It was early; they had plenty of time to reach the Starpool in time and hopefully, the clouds would go.
Oakleaves walked next to Sanddune, not sure whether to engage in conversation or stay silent, he wanted to reassure Sanddune but he knew the grief he felt. 
As they reached CliffClan territory a patrol came up.
“What are you doing on our territory?” The she-cat said. 
She was tan with black spots on his face and a stripe next to her eyes, Sanddune had seen this she-cat somewhere, and remembered her name was Falconclaw.
“Brightstar passed away,” Sanddune murmured. 
When he looked up, his eyes were glossed over. It was obvious that he had been crying.
 He straightened up with Oakleaves and with the patrol’s permission, they continued across CliffClan territory. They finally reached the pool, which was in a spot where the moon struck perfectly and kept away all the shadows.
They sat, and Sanddune muttered something under his breath. Oakleaves just barely heard, but the thought cut deep. 
“Maybe I shouldn’t become leader, maybe I just shouldn’t do this.” 
Sanddune looked up at the cloudy sky feeling crushed when all of a sudden the moon shined through the clouds; a cat could see all the way to tallrock. He sat down and put his nose to the water, closing his eyes as he did; and when he opened them, he was still at the Starpool but all of the clouds had cleared up. 
He suddenly jumped at a voice behind him. He turned and his eyes filled with an almost sorrowful joy as he saw the faces of many of those he loved but had died. He saw his mother, Bearclaw, and Brightstar, and his two sisters Snakerattle and Sparrowkit. His eyes filled with tears as he saw the old second-claw, Butterflywing. 
She should be standing here, not me, Sanddune thought.  
Then he turned towards his mother as she stepped forward. She touched noses with him and said, “With this life, I give you good judgement.” 
She then stepped back, and Sanddune saw himself standing on the high ledge, calling out orders.
Next her sister, Snakerattle stepped forward. She had been killed by a car only days after becoming a fighter. 
“With this life I give you open ears, so you can listen to your cats with candidness and respect,” she told him. 
Sanddune saw himself conversing with Spiderbite and Lightningheart. Then he shook a little as a flash of pain seared his heart. His sister should still be down there, alive.
Next a kit that he knew had been stillborn stepped forward, Spiritkit. 
“With this life, I give you humbleness for listening to elders and kits alike; we may not be the wisest but we are, by no means, dumb.”
Sanddune was astonished by her wisdom and nodded. He felt herself filling with love, seeing more kits join the clan.
Next, Butterflywing stepped forward. She had been exiled for having a mate outside of PrairieClan and had died of a strange sickness while in exile. 
She stepped forward and spoke in a soft voice, “I give you this life so that you will do good not only for the welfare of PrairieClan, but for the welfare of all the clans.” 
Sanddune felt her heart nearly breaking, because she couldn’t love, but also happy for all the other clans. 
By this time, Sanddune had received four out of his nine lives; and next, a cat he had never seen before stepped up.   
“I am Lavenderflower, the previous medicine cat.” She spoke, “I give you this life for your friends and family; trust them and love them, no matter what.”
Sanddune felt her soul filling with love for all of her friends and family.
Next came a cat that Sanddune could never have forgotten in a thousand moons; his mate, Yellowbolt. He stepped forward and put his nose on hers.
“Oh, how I’ve missed you,” he said, his voice clouded with emotion.
Yellowbolt put her nose to his shoulder and said, “As have I; and with this life, I give you level-headedness. You shall use it to be fair to others; don’t start unnecessary battles.” 
She had been killed in a skirmish with ForestClan. He felt himself being torn and slashed at the claws of ForestClan warriors, and he staggered back in pain as Yellowbolt walked back to the ranks.
Sanddune now had six lives, and also recognized the next cat stepping forward, Heatherpaw. She nodded her head and put her nose on his head. 
“With this life I give you hope,” she said. “Always look ahead, not behind; for the past is in the past.”
He felt himself filling with dread as he backed up, seeing his memories flash by.
The next cat who stepped forward was one of the first cats Sanddune had seen die, Riptide. He had been a forager, but joined the clan. Only a couple days later, he had gotten stuck in a human trap, and was consequently killed. 
“With this life, I give you clear vision; companions, foragers and rouges aren’t always enemies,” Riptide said. 
Sanddune could feel himself filling with compassion for those in his clan and felt them welcoming him as he had been born.
His second-to-last life was from Rockypelt, his former mentor who had died. She had given a life to Brightstar as well.
Rockypelt stepped forward and put his nose on Sanddune. 
“I give you a life of believing in your ancestors, but also your clanmates; they will always know things you don’t.”
Sanddune felt himself crushed by something and falling further and further down into pitch black.
For his ninth and final life, Brightstar stepped up. 
“This all seems to foreign, Brightstar,” Sanddune said, tears forming in his eyes once more. “I don’t know how to do this right.”
“I know, Sanddune, but we will all be with you in your dreams to guide you,” the old leader told him. “And with your final life, I give you a good, still heart; your clan needs someone to care for them and guide them, and that cat is now you..”
Sanddune felt a pulse in his heart, he felt the loving and caring minds of every cat in the clan from the kits to the elders looking up to him and guiding him.
Sandstar shook out his pelt as all of Goldenplace started chanting his name.
“Sandstar! Sandstar! Sandstar!” 
Once finished with their celebratory feast, they dispersed, and Sandstar awoke, still standing at the Starpool. 
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The sun was just making its way above the horizon when the two cats returned from the Starpool, and Slashpaw rushed up to her father.
“How did it go?” she asked him almost excitedly.
“I think everything will go okay,” he responded, “and my first duty is to help you become the healer that you’ve always wanted to be.”
Slashpaw smiled widely, knowing that her father had seen some of the cats that were most precious to him at that Starpool, and that he would do his very best to rule the clan as a good leader.
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