#windblossom

[kariachi]

Quick daemon au Pern ficlet. A hell of a way to find out you’ve made a sapient species.

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Nobody, looking back, had really thought the matter through. Well, maybe Kitti and Chao, but if they had they hadn’t deemed it necessary to point the matter out to anyone else. Mayhaps they’d believed the matter had been thought through, the implications worth the cost.

There were a lot of awkward conversations- read: knock-down-drag-out fights- over whether the implications were worth the cost.

Because the dolphins had daemons. The dolphins had had daemons since the first to successfully take to mentasynth. This had, of course, been attributed to their preexisting intelligence, sociality, and empathic ability, with the genetic tampering giving them the remaining nudge into full sapience. Nobody- excepting, again, possibly Kitti and Chao- had considered that, when it came to making the dragons. After all, the dragonets hadn’t gained daemons upon successful tampering, and what were they doing, really, beside making them larger?

And smarter.

More empathic.

Socially flexible.

A few more days of consideration probably should have gone into the matter. Something no one present considered until little Polenth hatched in a cloud of golden Dust that quickly coalesced into a wherry chick as the new pair made their way to David and Tove Catarel’s side. Bound themselves to them forever.

Eighteen dragons. Eighteen daemons. Made and born reliant on humans to live. Made and born to fight Thread. There wasn’t a riot and/or panic post-hatching, but it was a near thing. Not even in the greater community, just in the building. The only ones to not nearly lose their minds back-and-forthing about ‘what do we do’, ‘how could this have happened’, and ‘are we fucked’ were Windblossom and Ru. The pair had watched with calm detachment as each egg hatched, each daemon took their first form, and radiated purpose as they left, vowing to ‘fix the problem’ with the next batch.

Nobody had been secure enough in what to do to stop them trying again.

Credit where it was due though, while the next two clutches were nothing like anyone had hoped for the dragons, they and their daemons certainly didn’t need humans to live anymore.

#fanfic #as someone on the side of 'dragons are sapient' #i am quite fond of the idea that windblossom made the whers not need to bond on purpose #fun fact ru is a boar #fact didn't make it in but it's true

[raptorbricksart]

I'm in the mood to write about my characters again, but don't know what to actually write about, so throw any questions you may have about them my way. My asks are open!

I'll put a list of a bunch of them for anyone wanting it

Clara Ambritt

Travelling blogger, endlessly curious

Nyla Ambritt

Socially awkward artist, Clara's big sister

Gwen Miller

Engineer/Technician, blunt but kind, dating Clara

Faylin Windblossom

Fairy historian, very excitable, a lot of noise in a tiny package

Maya East

Ex-princess turned ship's captain

Katie May

First mate aboard Maya's ship, a bit of a punk, married to Martha

Martha Honey-Dekken-May

Mechanic/Chef aboard Maya's ship, a living scientific breakthrough, married to Katie

Peter Tagg

Navigator aboard Maya's ship, very nervous, twin to Annie

Annie Tagg

Peter's twin sister. overconfident but worries too much, works at a local market.

There's also a bunch more, I'm just cutting it short to save time. If I've mentioned them anywhere before, feel free to ask about them as well

EDIT

Adding a few more while they're on my mind

Flo East (short for Florence)

Maya's mum, and retired Queen of the Seafolk

Buddleja and Teasel Honey-Decken

Martha's mums

#text post #oc #OCs #oc ask

[blossompuppy]

I love PetalMyrrh! My babies! Guess who had more KIIIITTTEEEEEEENNSSS! These cats have too many kits!!

New kits in order of the separate full bodies - Bumblebeekit (designed by @galaxysmoothmug ) - Claykit (designed by Icarus) - and Pipistrellekit (designed by albinorudolph!)

#my ocs #warrior cats #finished piece #horizon remains #cats #fullbody #full body #chibi #petalwish #myrrhriddle #silverwing #asterflight #quartzbloom #windblossom #claykit #bumblebeekit #pipistrellekit

[toki-111]

SeaFire, WindBlossom and KumiRebel fanchilds!

#cookie run #sea fairy cookie #fire spirit cookie #seafire #wind archer cookie #cherry blossom cookie #kumiho cookie #rebel cookie #windblossom

[random-cookie-edits]

windblossom icons?

I know it said icon(s)! But I wanted too make one,so I hope you like it!

(Please give credit if use!)

#cookie run #mod snow #wind archer cookie #cherry blossom cookie #windblossom

[dinosourdoodles]

someone: man, cherry blossom isn’t really shipped with anyone.

me, about to make this ship: oh, haven’t you heard?

#doods #cookie run #cookie run: ovenbreak #cherry blossom cookie #wind archer cookie #windblossom #that's what I'm calling the ship

[cinnaherb]

ive decided this is a good ship nd u cant change my mind

#cookie run #cherry blossom cookie #wind archer cookie #windblossom

[cookywookyfans]

When you see Wind Archer swaying his thicc hips to music

#mod moonlight #windblossom? good. VERY good.

[warriorsultimateguide]

🎐🌺💫 Riverclan

Windblossom is a snooty RiverClan Medicine Cat, known for their finesse and eloquence, as well as their star-shaped pupils. It’s said they came from StarClan itself!

you’re free to change anything about them!

#emoji designs #lunastudios736 #ask

[kariachi]

Also, since I’m apparently on a Pern critique, the shit with the whers in DragonsDawn.

Because people make this whole thing about ‘oh they’re aggressive’, ‘oh, they only like Windblossom’, and on and on until Tarvi goes ‘hey, actually if you get to know them they’re very sweet and very very useful’. And this is treated as like, this is just how they are, they’re aggressive and don’t like people and so on, but like-

One, we see a newly hatched wherlet in Dragon’s Kin and she was perfectly well sociable, mound of adorable baby.

Two, gee, I wonder why these social, telepathic critters you threw in a room where they only see their creator and people who are there to study them in hopes of not making any more failures were aggressive and didn’t like people besides their creator up until people who appreciated what they could do came along and started interacting with them.

Like, even if you’re just looking at it from a ‘working with animals’ perspective, there’s a reason you socialize dogs. Anything that’s not properly socialized, from puppies to babies, is going to develop Poorly, and doubly so when the few fuckers they do see openly view them as failures and a waste of time.

Probably there would’ve been far fewer issues if even one of the fucking vets, biologists, dragonriders, whoever had gone ‘hey, maybe we should get them out for regular night walks around Landing so they get socialized and aren’t Absolute Menaces when they get big’.

#justice for whers 2023 #i kinda want an au now where one of that first batch of four bonds #see how different things go #give the whers a proper defender right from the start #would it likely be my monie if i wrote it? yes #because if anybody is going to punch somebody for talking shit about her bonded it's her #and if anybody is going to make sure these fuckers are socialized it's little ms 'if i don't socialize i die'

[oimamami]

WindBlossom edits? :o

wind archers sprites r stinkyyy

#cookie run #wind archer cookie #cherry blossom cookie #cookie run edits

[blossompuppy]

Kids grow up so fast…… 😿😿😿😿

Bigger versions of the babies that’re covered, and original below!

#finished piece #my ocs #warrior cats #horizon remains #cats #horizon remains rp #warrior cats rp #petalwish #quartzpurr #silverwing #windblossom #asterflight #myrrhriddle #petalmyrrh #redo #redraw

[infamousferalcat-blog]

Getting better at it :v

#alliance #Panda #pandaren #warrior #wow #warcraft #Runive Windblossom #eh oki

[thehouseofsilverthorn]

Consequence

Trigger Warning! Violence dark imagery.

Tucked away in a corner of the great city of Darnassus, it stood.  Not a large estate, by any means, nor a small one.  A lesser house, for a Lesser House.  Despite the modesty of its size, it bears a hint of ostentatiousness, small signs that its occupants view themselves in a more flattering light than does the city at large.  Despite the late hour, on this night the house stands almost entirely dark.  No guardian stands astride its door, and no servants can be seen milling about in the darkened windows.  Strange for any house in this city, and stranger still for this one.

In the hour of sundown, a keen observer might have noticed a shadowy figure approach the door and enter.  But on this night, no such observer had been present, so this entry went unremarked.  The one inside will regret this in the coming hours.

Her name was Kasuura Moonwhisper, Matriarch of the House of Moonwhisper, Lesser House in the service of Whisperwind.  On every day of her time on Azeroth, she would have spoken those words with great pride.  But not today. Today, the House of Whisperwind was not replying to her messengers.  In the days preceding, her house had become empty.  The servants fled.  The lucky ones, at least.  Some were found, their lifeless eyes fixed in horror on a nightmare only they could see.  Their bodies unmarked, the cause of their death unknown.  And then her daughters, Shefyura and Ufnas, dead just like the servants.  No sign of her third, Iasea.  She had disappeared. Alone in her private chambers, Kasuura sat in the dark and wondered if she hoped - or cared - if Iasea had escaped whatever was stalking their house. A normal mother might hope desperately that one of her children survived.  A normal mother might grieve at the loss of two daughters.  Kasuura was far from normal.  Alone in the dark, she seethed that her daughters had abandoned her.  She seethed further that one might escape this fate whereas she herself might succumb.  Alone in the silence, she swung between towering rage and crippling fear.

After hours, it seems, the moment came at last.  A sound at the door of her chamber.  Little more than a rustle. She is almost glad. She had ever been impatient, and even facing what she assumed would be her end, she did not care to wait.

The door swung silently inward, and a tall figure moved into a shaft of moonlight that fell through one of the tall windows. Kasuura frowned.  She had trouble making out the form of this visitor. One moment it looked like a pale-skinned kaldorei, but one that was twisted, with horns jutting from its brow, talons on its fingers, and obscene, crimson-glowing tattoos crawling over its skin. If she blinked, the figure seemed to change, its skin going deep red, its features becoming even more demonic.

After gazing at her a long moment, it finally spoke, with a voice like the a rusty blade scraping on stone, “You show no fear.  Only irritation.”

Raising her chin haughtily, Kasuura answered, “I am the Matriarch of my House.  I will not cower before my end.”

A deep rumbling chuckle welled up from the one before her, and it replied, “I doubt that very much, my little kaldorei flower.”  With that, it stepped forward, and she saw.  She had been right the first time, it was a kaldorei, a demon hunter, no less.  And in that moment, she realized who it must be.

“Forosuul.  One of the Silverthorns.”

“In a manner of speaking, my dear.”  So saying, his visage shifted again, and for the briefest moment she saw the hulking form a red-skinned Eredar, grinning with a thousand teeth. “You see, my lady.  My host rarely lets me out to, how would you say? Socialize.  But we talked it over, he and I.  And he thought I might enjoy your company.” For the first time, Kasuura showed fear.  Lurching to her feet, she stumbled backwards. Before she could fall, a taloned hand flashed forward, and he caught her arm, stopping her fall. “You recoil from me, my sweet.  You wound me, truly. Shall I return the favor?”

“No! Begone! Please…” Laughing aloud, the thing within Forosuul Silverthorn unfurled tattered red-hued wings and snapped them forward, his pinions skewering her shoulders to a wall.  She cried out, at which he slapped a hand over her mouth.

Grinning with madness born of ten thousand years in bondage, he rasped, “Hush, my sweet. Not so hasty, yes. I have only this one night with you, and I want to enjoy every single minute.”

The ancient creature managed to keep her quiet for a while, but eventually the screams started. In the homes nearby, kaldorei cowered in their beds. Most were used to strange goings-on at the Moonwhisper estate, but this seemed like something new.  A few resolved to call the Sentinels.  In the morning, of course.

Sentinel Nueleth Windblossom arrived at the gate to the Moonwhisper estate. She’d been dispatched here as soon as she arrived for her duty shift.  Apparently some neighbors reported strange sounds, and the first arrivals had seen something horrible. No doubt, she thought to herself as she walked up the path, some green recruit was overreacting. When she reached the doors, however, she became less sure.  A young Sentinel sat on the steps before the door, white-faced and shaking. Her eyes were focussed on something far away. It took Nueleth several minutes to even get her to speak, and then all she said was, “Don't go in there.”

Irritated, she strode in.  Minutes later, she sat next to the young Sentinel, looking much the same, waiting on her own commanding officer.  Such a thing she had never witnessed.  In the coming days, she would be forced to tell, again and again, what she had seen, each time to a higher ranking official.  Each time they refused to believe it, until they were taken into the house.  And in each case, they would call on their own superior, and make her tell it again.  None of them had the courage to describe what they had seen.  The body suspended from hooks.  Flayed, apparently while still alive.  Dismembered, pieces strewn around the chamber.  And the head, of course, the head was missing entirely.  No trace of it could be found.

Sentinel Nueleth Windblossom would not sleep well for many years.  And she would never give up trying to learn what happened on that night.

That fateful morning, from the shadows and a comfortable distance, Forosuul Silverthorn watched the Sentinels arrive; once more in command of his faculties. Satisfied that neither his name nor the name of his family was being mentioned, he left. He would have to keep on eye on the investigation for a while, to make sure it didn’t didn’t get close, but he had no doubt that Doozy and Eliân could keep things faced away from his House. As he left the city, he passed two Sentinels, and grinned cockily at them, tossing over his shoulder the small round burden he carried in his leather satchel.

#Forosuul #House of Silverthorn #thehouseofsilverthorn #night elf #kaldorei #WoW #OC #original writing #nightelf #revenge #Original Work #world of warcraft rp

[dinosourdoodles]

Sometimes I remember windblossom exists n them I’m like “shit,,,,,I made that ship,,,,,”

#dino.txt