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residents-of-the-darkforest · 7 months

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Leader and Healer

Base: F2U Line Art Bases [Warrior Cats] [Link Below] by SkylerStarling on DeviantArt

They were the ones the Clan trusted the most. No one suspected them, not even when so many Clanmates began to go missing or fell sick. They plagued ShadowClan for years, presenting as the saviours, the protectors, the friends.

But it was all just a game,

one they weren't quite done playing.

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residences-of-the-darkforest · 2 months

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Runs in His Blood

"I'll miss my little one for as long as I can breathe, but at least I have her brothers, fit as hares....Gorsedaisy? They are healthy, right?....Gorsedaisy? Why are you...Is he-Is he okay?"

NEWBORN MYRTLEWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Paid 11 dollars for this base and WORTH IT. Took a while though because Ko-fi paying methods suck ass.

Base: P2U Kitten Base by felinequine on DeviantArt

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@frightnightindustries @indigo-flightly-falls @liberhoe @starfalcon555

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xonerose · 1 month

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Myrtlewing - Characters - Refsheet.net

Alderstar - Characters - Refsheet.net

(Sorry I don't have the exact images right now but the links lead to them). They're Dark Forest husbands, leader and medicine cat. Feel free to draw just one or both, whatever helps the artblock!

They're profiles also have their Dark Forest versions with some blood and gore if you'd rather draw that / know so you can avoid seeing it

Apologies for the wait! Here's a Myrtlewing for you! Tysm for the submission!! : D

#warrior cats #onerose's art #Myrtlewing

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 3 months

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Coupley Bliss

Aww what a cute pair

I bet nothing bad ever happened to one of them ever

base: Say Cheese! F2u cat couple base by Fallenlaeves by limberingforce on DeviantArt

#myrtlewing #nightfly #base art #myrtlewing art #nightfly art

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 4 months

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On The Prowl

Base: FREE Warriors Lineart Pack 1 by LexisSketches on DeviantArt

#blood doesn't show up on Myrtle too well #eye-out #eye-out poly #alderstar #aldereyes #myrtlewing #sprouting thorns #myrtlewing art #technically #alderstar art #base art #blood

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 10 months

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ASDFGHJHGFDSA

YOU EVEN HAVE HIS LITTLE NECKERCHIEF

HIS REF DOESN'T EVEN HAVE HIS NECKERCHIEF

"might as well check your head while we're at it"

#wc plague #wc banshee #myrtlewing #myrtlewing art #funny art #cool art #wc oc art #wc banshee art

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 9 months

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Follow The Leader

the layers were a FRICKEN PAIN AND KEPT BREAKING ON ME

Myrtlewing and his grandkit, Archkit/paw/wing (Dusksong's boy)

Base used: Cat and Kitten Base:. by rascal4488 on DeviantArt

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 9 months

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Intimidator

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Used cat bases by Supurrnovae on Deviantart!

I wonder what they’re hissing at? Probably Gorsedaisy

#baby myrtle #myrtlewing #myrtlewing art #bella-may #bella-may art #gorsedaisy #wooden teeth #eye-out family #dark forest oc #place of no stars oc #warriors oc #warriors #wc #wc oc

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 10 months

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A Gesture

Aldereyes grimaced, more in annoyance than in pain as he walked with a slight limp toward the medicine den. He pushed through the fern tunnel and flopped onto the nearest empty nest with a grunt. "Thunderclan are a bunch of cox-combs!"

Myrtlewing didn't look up from the poultice he was making for Wolfburn, who was asleep in a corner.

Aldereyes's tail flicked to and fro in irritation. Then, still annoyed, he decided to stand and paced back and forth along the small clearing. "We found them just laying on our side of the Thunderpath. Said that they were going to claim it, and that Stormstar wouldn't win against them in battle anyway, so why bother waiting!"

"Did they hold up on that promise?" Myrtlewing asked, padding over to Wolfburn. Dipping his toe into the liquid he had made, he rubbed the ointment on Wolfburn's old burns, which needed embrocation at least once a moon to prevent the skin from stiffening up.

Aldereyes lifted his chin, pride warming him. "What do you think?"

Myrtlewing rolled his eyes, but smiled in amusement. "So should I be stocking up on wound-supplies?"

Aldereyes snorted, settling back into the nest. He was certain that it was only the three young morons who wanted to cause trouble. It hadn't taken much for Aldereyes, Rainbur, and Hootpetal to drive them back with their tails between their legs. He couldn't imagine why Thunderclan would want trouble. It was Green-leaf, and prey and herbs were both plentiful. Even so, he knew that Shadowclan was strong right now, and could handle the challenge if it faced them. "You do your job? I could never ask such a rare occurrence of you! Ow!" he added with a hiss when Myrtlewing–who had now gathered supplies for Aldereyes–pressed an ointment hard into a scratch.

"Oh, sorry," Myrtlewing mumbled.

Aldereyes raised a paw, flexing his claws threateningly. "Maybe we can have another bout of training."

"No, you should rest. It must have been hard spending all day actually doing stuff instead of lazing about in my den."

"Lazing about?" Aldereyes repeated incredulously.

Myrtlewing only grinned. Instead of replying, he asked "is anyone else hurt?"

"Only minor scratches," Aldereyes told him. "They're picking up some fresh-kill they buried before the whole thing. Try to look professional when they get here," he added, flicking at a tuft of fur sticking out on top of Myrtlewing's head.

"Whatever you say," Myrtlewing murmured, ducking. He walked once again to his herbs, before picking out a dark red flower kept in one cleft on its own. He brought it back and dropped it at Aldereyes's paws. "Don't eat it."

Aldereyes blinked at the plant. "What is it?" It was nothing he remembered being used as an herb before, either on himself or on someone who happened to be in the den while he talked with Myrtlewing.

"A mouse."

Aldereyes huffed. "I can eat a mouse. What can I do with this?"

Myrtlewing shrugged, irking Aldereyes further. "Put it in your nest."

Aldereyes nodded sarcastically. "Yes, a pretty nest is just the thing I need, it will solve all my problems!"

"So you think it's pretty?" Myrtlewing's voice was twirling in mirth.

Aldereyes stuttered. He wasn't soft! "No! I–well that's the thing about flowers, isn't it? Everyone knows that!" He studied the flower, rolling it in his paws. "Is it a new herb?"

"Just something I wanted to give you," Myrtlewing told him.

Aldereyes's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What's wrong with it?"

"What?"

"It smells, doesn't it? Or it makes me smell, or it'll attract bees and wasps."

"Flowers tend to do that."

"So why give it to me?"

Myrtlewing shrugged again, more exasperated this time. "Can't I do a nice thing?"

"Of course you can, but I seriously doubt that you did. Wait, let me guess–you were wandering around uselessly and then suddenly remembered that you have to actually do your job and gather herbs, so you grabbed the closest thing nearby, not even realizing that it wasn't anything useful until now, and now you want to get rid of it by messing with me. How close am I?"

"Very off," Myrtlewing grumbled. "I'm starting to regret giving that to you. It was just a gesture, but if you don't like it, I can take it back." He moved to grab the flower. Aldereyes held it in a paw and lifted it up, rubbing the stem between his toes.

"A gesture of what?"

"Does it matter?"

Aldereyes was about to reply when a shadow fell over him. He glanced over to see that Hootpetal and Rainbur had returned, and were standing in the den entrance, waiting to be treated.

"What's that?" Hootpetal asked with a tilt of her head, gazing at the dark flower.

"A gift for Aldereyes," Myrtlewing answered before the golden tom could. "He was just about to leave with it. Weren't you?"

"Of course," Aldereyes grumbled with a fake smile. To Myrtlewing, he added in a low voice, "if this does something, I will pummel you into the dirt," to which Myrtlewing responded with a simple "I'm sure."

With that, Aldereyes brushed past his Clanmates and into the main clearing, holding an unfamiliar plant in his jaws and wondering what on Starclan's name he was supposed to do with it, and why he had it at all.

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--AMAZING ART DONE BY THE LOVELY R1ISER63 HERE: https://www.deviantart.com/r1iser63/art/A-Gesture-Raffle-Prize-971974413

--Both Myrtle and Alder actually do work a lot, they just like making fun of each other.

--Just to be clear, Myrtlewing wasn't like "awww you think it's pretty?" he just knows Alder hates others thinking he's soft and was poking fun.

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 1 year

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I Understand

Bella-May loved her family more than anything else, and although she never lost anyone while they were still so young, she understands the pain of a mother’s loss. So of course she would be there to comfort her granddaughter, even if Blacksong couldn’t feel her.

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 1 year

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Father Son Meeting (short story)

Myrtlewing could scent terror wafting through the chill air stronger than if a mouse had been trapped beneath his claws. Intrigued, he wriggled out from beneath Alderstar’s leg as his mate grumbled in his sleep, stepping over Grousemane and Hootpetal, as well as the young Magpiepaw, who had recently joined them.

He followed the scent, glad to have something solid to follow, after many moons living with continuously shifting winds and light that shone from seemingly nowhere, illuminating underbrush at random. A perfect sense of direction was perhaps the most craved skill residences learn to cherish.

Myrtlewing had lived–or was dead–for long enough to learn how to use his, and coupled with the overpowering smell, it wasn’t long before he came across a white and black tomcat.

The tom had been trembling worse than rocks down a cliff, mumbling something Myrtlewing couldn’t quite catch other than “dogs.” When he spotted Myrtlewing, he leaped out of his fur, pelt spiking up and eyes going wide. His breathing quickened. He was hyperventilating.

Myrtlewing watched him curiously. He hadn’t planned on attacking whoever he came across, merely to follow the scent and decide when he wanted to. He guessed that this was an apprentice, considering his skinnier frame and slightly smaller size. Too, he guessed that he had just arrived to the Place of No Stars, a reason for his freaking out, either because he was dead or in regret of his actions, as many did.

Myrtlewing wasn’t sure what it was. Perhaps it was because the tom looked young, perhaps it was because he made him think of Magpiepaw and how she was close to his age, or perhaps it was the mention of “dogs” that made him pause. After all, it was the manner in which he had his life taken from him. Had this young cat died the same way?

The tom hadn’t moved, too busy shaking like a leaf. Myrtlewing rolled his eyes in exasperation before padding closer. The tom shrank to the ground, unable to do more than flatten himself. Myrtlewing stopped beside him and lay down with him, not close enough to touch except for his tail, which he laid across the young cat’s shoulders.

After what felt like forever, the tom’s body moved in lower and lower breaths. He blinked at Myrtlewing in an expression that conveyed a mix of gratitude, fear, and confusion. Now that he felt better, Myrtlewing stood up to stretch. Then he began to walk away.

“Wait!” The tomcat took a step after him. But he seemed lost for words when Myrtlewing looked back at him. After a second, he managed to say, “I’m Stonepaw. Thanks for…what you did.”

Myrtlewing dipped his head. His pupils were pink. That was interesting. “Myrtlewing.”

“I don’t know where I am in this place,” Stonepaw told him, still a bit shaky.

“Why? Need to get to camp?” Myrtlewing asked humorously.

“I don’t….I don’t want to get lost.” He swallowed, as if already expecting denial. “Can I come with you?”

Myrtlewing stopped to consider it. It would make things interesting, and that is what he came all the way here for. He gestured for Stonepaw to follow him, imagining his poly’s reactions as they see that he brought another apprentice home.

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--MADE ALL IN ONE GO LET’S GO

--There is a moment of “he might be like me” which is partially why Myrtlewing is kind to him. He’s more inclined to like someone if they remind him of himself. It’s not love as “normal” people would see it, but he will come to love Stone (and all his kits and poly members) in his own strange way.

--Right now he’s not adopting Stone, just bringing him somewhere safe.

--I am curious of Stone’s and Magpie’s reactions when they see each other and are like “oh shit.”

--Stone’s personality might be a bit off here. But he’s also still a child, did just die, and did just end up in Hell, also right after killing a bunch of his Clanmates.

--You don’t see his wound cause I imagine it’s on the back of his head. I definitely didn’t forget it.

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 1 year

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Alder throwing shade?

#Myrtlewing #Alderstar #wc #wcoc #warriors #warriorsoc #dark Forest oc #dark forest #wc comic #wc art #wc oc #Wc oc comic #Warriors comic #myrtlewing comic #Alderstar comic

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 2 years

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Realization

#Realization #Myrtlewing #alderstar #grousemane #hootpetal #wc #wc meme #wc art #wc oc art #warrior cats #warrior cats oc #warrior cats oc art #warrior cats art #poly #poly pride #polyamourous #poly ship

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 1 year

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Myrtlewing!

Why am I drawing single panels of characters?................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... you’ll see!

#myrtlewing #wc #wcoc #wc oc art #dark forest oc #dark forest #gore

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 1 year

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