Dark Forest Resident: Nightpond
Aliases / Nicknames: ??
Gender: she-cat
Sexuality: lesbian
Family: unnamed mother, unnamed ShadowClan father, Sparrowshade (sister)
Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Redleaf (apprentice)
Clan: SkyClan
Rank: warrior (formerly), medicine cat
Characteristics: great at hiding her true intentions and feelings, will go far to achieve justice, can run with the speed of a hare and among the branches of trees just as fast, very lithe but not at all lacking in muscle
Murder Motive: justice
Number of Victims: 3
Number of Murders: 3
Murder Method: poisoning
Known Victims: Stemdusk, unnamed she-cat, unnamed tom
Victim Profile: abusive mentors, abusive fathers
Cause of Death: infection via rat bite
Cautionary Tale: do not harm anyone undeserving of your wrath or who needs you to guide them with love and patience, for you will face pain you cannot chase away and know fear you're too weak to fight
Story:
She had never wanted to become a medicine cat, but Nightpond knew now that it was the most important decision she had ever made in her life.
She had been a warrior first, and a good one at that. She was a skilled hunter and brave fighter, and it didn't bother her in the slightest that she wouldn't settle down with a mate and have kits. She flirted with some of the other she-cats every now and again, but she never saw it going further than that, and the toms....well, they were out of the question.
Then Sparrowshade had died quite suddenly after falling from a branch that had been broken during a storm the previous night. Her mentor said that it was risky, but she had been reaching for precious herbs. She risked and gave her life so that her Clanmates could be safe.
The mentor in question was elderly. All of the apprentices were far in their training, and there were no kits or expecting queens in the nursery. Nightpond took it upon herself to train as the new medicine cat, in order to keep her Clanmates safe, as her sister had so dearly wanted.
It was little things at first, that's how she noticed them.
Some apprentices with bruises or sprains more harsh or frequent than others. Mentors who were impatient for them to heal so that they could get back to training.
Mentors who were concerned so little.
Apprentices who lied so often.
"I tripped."
"I did the wrong move while training, it's my fault."
"He's teaching me how to be better."
Nightpond could sense the lies as easily as if they were thrown at her face. But she needed to see for herself. So when a particular mentor and apprentice, Stemdusk and Conepaw, left the camp to train, Nightpond followed them.
She stuck to them like a second shadow, watching from above in the shelter of the trees.
When they stopped, so did she. And when the claws swung, her blood boiled.
She immediately brought the issue to her leader's attention, but Hollystar refused to believe that there was anything wrong with 'a mentor teaching his apprentice in a way he sees fit,' and that if Conepaw never mentioned a problem, then there must not be one.
Nightpond saw no other option. And frankly, she wanted to see that mutt suffer.
Lucky her that Stemdusk was a frequent visitor as well, perhaps the only bit of luck in this whole situation. He was prone to anger and had a "tough it out" mentality that had him visiting the medicine den long after he should because his paw pad had shockingly become infected when he chose to deal with a thorn himself, among similar things.
It took great restraint for her not to end him there and then, but she had to be smart about the way she was doing this. So little by little, visit by more frequent visit, she gave him herbs with a speck of something else, covered his wounds with a poultice that had a pinch of stinging nettle that would have his injuries burn and make him hiss in pain--which was probably embarrassing for a 'pain is nothing' tom like him.
He got sicker and sicker, until finally he was reduced to a sweaty pile of wet fur, and Conepaw got to train with Briarroot, a much kinder young tom.
No one would question if he died in the night, but Nightpond wouldn't let him go so easily. She made sure that he was conscious and aware when it happened, because she was going to tell him exactly what she had been doing and exactly why.
When she did, he was furious. He tried to lunge at her, hissing and spitting-- tried to. He had only nudged his body forward a few whiskers and let out a sound that more closely resembled a groan.
He was the weak one now, mercy in the paws of someone who enjoyed hurting him. Upsetting, wasn't it?
She didn't need to bother with more herbs. That felt too kind. Instead, she bunched up the extra bits of moss that lined his nest and forced his muzzle against it, holding it up with one paw and holding his struggling head in place with the other.
When she was sure he was dead, she wailed the distressing news, and purred as Briarroot was made Conepaw's official mentor.
It was the first situation of a few. It wasn't for many moons--perhaps three years--before a similar situation occurred. Nightpond repeated the process, this time a little faster with some more nightshade in the pulps.
Then it was another several years before a different, but still similar, abuse had to be dealt with. It was a father this time. He pressured his kits into weaning before they were ready so that he--she presumes--could brag about their early development.
When they were sick and needed her care, he would insist that they only had a sniffle and that they could tough it out. Eager to please him, the kits would agree and would refuse to take the needed medication. Fine. He thought illness wasn't so important? Then he would suffer for even longer.
Nightpond didn't know if StarClan would accept her. Quite bluntly, she didn't give a rat's tail. She did was she had to do. She made those awful toms suffer, and she didn't regret it one bit.
When it turned out that StarClan condemned her actions and sent Redleaf a vision to announce it to the Clan, she made sure they all knew why she did what she did. She wasn't afraid of punishment, she was dying anyways.
So with her last bit of energy, she eyed every cat in her Clan and warned them of the punishment they shall face if they chose to follow in the steps of her victims.
Additional Information:
--Another song resident! This one is song #15 on my playlist, as requested by @starfalcon555
This song is "I Know Your Secrets" by Liv Ash and Tommee Profitt (lyrics here).
--Stemdusk was a lot like Thistleclaw in terms of mentoring.
--The second situation was probably a female mentor, and her death was quicker because Nightpond had a sliver of experience and was more confident in her ability to keep the murder secret while freeing the apprentice faster (if she got caught, then there was a huge possibility the apprentices aren't going to be saved).
--I really like the idea of her story being passed and either by simple twisting to make it more fantasy-like or by alterations from generation to generation, she becomes a cryptid watching the training grounds and/or nursery to make sure that the adults never step out of line, an unseen figure that can and will inflict you with terrible wounds in the blink of an eye with claws like stinging nettle that will make your blood burn and/or cover the fresh wounds with infection.
--I hope this is comprehensible, it's 4:00AM.
--Base: [F2U] Cat Base by NatsKei on DeviantArt
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Dark Forest Resident: Loachhowl
Aliases / Nicknames: Lil Guy, Fella, Loach
Gender: tom
Sexuality: asexual, aromantic
Family: unnamed biological mother, Aspenshade, Hazelraven (fathers), Thrushshell, Ripplepearl, Sandfeather, Robinflip, Heathpaw (sisters), Brownhare, Whalerush, Glinttide (brothers) Ashenfur, Birchcreek, Ashenpaw (nephews)
Other Relations: Garlicdust (mentor)
Clan: Riverclan
Rank: medicine cat
Characteristics: childish, strange, clever, does not know how kits are born
Number of Victims: 6
Number of Murders: 5+
Murder Method: vivisection
Known Victims: Lilacbramble, Finfur, Hopereed, Lyrebite, Charredfalcon, unnamed unborn kits
Victim Profile: pregnant queens
Cause of Death: head injury, murdered by Rowanclaw
Cautionary Tale: ??
Story:
It started when Lilacbramble tried giving him the talk. Maybe if Hazelmask hadn’t interrupted her, things would’ve turned out differently.
But as things were, the poor queen-to-be was interrupted, and Loachkit had questions. Specifically questions about kits.
So, when Lilacbramble came for a checkup, he tried his very best to find out exactly what caused the little miracles! He tried to calm her, tried to reassure her that they had enough moss to stop the bleeding if she would just stop moving, but she didn’t listen!
So that wasn’t ideal.
Moons passed, and he grew into a kind, competent medicine cat, but he still didn’t understand kits! What was the process?
When Finfur had her litter, he tried to find out again, only realizing too late when poor Finfur was beyond saving.
He apologized the only way he could think of, and became the mentor of her last kit.
For a while, things were good. But then Hopereed announced during a routine checkup that she believed she would have a large litter of kits.
He tried to be gentle this time, giving her poppy seeds for the pain as he examined her, but, once again, that cursed blood stained his paws.
When he found out that his beloved apprentice, Shoretooth, was expecting, he ran away from the Clan for three moons to stop the twitching curiosity that already had caused three and some deaths.
Lyrebite being the first to see him when he returned was simple shitty luck for her.
Briarfreckle’s death could’ve been avoided, he supposed, had she not tripped over the herb stores, then laughed nervously when he asked for help cleaning them up.
Charredfalcon was the last, and, as he walked back to camp, he never saw the final blow coming for his head.
Additional Information:
--Submission by @ambitiousauthor
--Going in I thought he killed pregnant queens deliberately so at the very least he's just a dumbass.
--Remember parents, this is why sex ed. is important! You're child will find other ways to learn, and even might one day split open pregnant women to see what happens inside them. This has been a PSA.
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A pair of warrior cats ocs of mine! Pinewhisper and Wolfmask, two sisters who were found by their clan as very tiny kits (idk if they will be a canon clan or a fan clan).
Pinewhisper is a very excitable young warrior who earned her name through being not only a excellent hunter, but also being a very good spy and was able to alert her clan after overhearing some invading cats plans to attack the clan.
Wolfmask is a rather cheerful medicine cat, who has a habit of masking her emotions under a veil of stoicism as a way to not scare any patients with a particularly severe case, she has a habit of not being able to turn it on or off, so she appears more fierce than she really is.
The two are very different in personality, but have a close bond over a love of bugs, arachnids, and just strange little critters, the two tend to decorate their respective nests with either shiny beetle shells, shells and feathers that the two gift to eachother
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Decided to redo the designs of some med cat oc’s and to share there lore
Morning lake was one of the founders of bush clan and mentored Hollow tree
Hollow tree was well known for having constant beef with a guy who ended up murdering her daughter. Don’t worry, she killed him in revenge then got exiled. She mentored Berry nose
Berry nose is morning lakes great grandson and was the med cat during the battle of the barn which gave him a lot of anxiety. He knew about a prophecy that predicted his death and made sure Frail paw was a full med cat before his death. After being bitten by a snake he died.
Frail flower is the granddaughter of Hollow tree. After her life was threatened by fierce star, she prolonged Night paw apprenticeship in fear that she would be killed if she ever made her a med cat. After she got pregnant she finally made Night paw a med cat and ran away to raise her kits elsewhere. Over a year later she became a founder of sun clan. Many years later she was killed by an eagle
Night bark had to fight to become a med cat apprentice just for her to have her apprenticeship stretched out for 2 years for seemingly no reason. She grew bitter towards almost everyone because of how she was treated during this time. After her med cat ceremony she developed a hatred towards star clan. She lived a very long life and died peacefully from old age. Night bark did have an apprentice but they don’t have any character yet.
if you want me to explain the lore just ask <3
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