Ask-Feathertail

Hello. My name is Feathertail, former warrior of RiverClan, currently residing in StarClan and the Tribe of Endless Hunting.

The afterlife is peaceful, but rather monotonous, so I created this blog to interact with you all.

Feel free to send me asks or say hello!

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Hello! This is an ask/roleplay blog for the character Feathertail from the Warriors books by Erin Hunter.

Feel free to send asks or tag me in posts, I simply ask that everything remain swf.

DNI if you post or reblog nsfw content.

This blog should generally be cannon compliant, but will likely differ in some aspects.

Mod doesn't ship FeatherxCrow so don't expect ship content

Icon is by @Miss-Dako on twitter

She tries to hold it together. She tells others that she’s grateful, really! She could’ve died! She’s lucky to be here at all!

But sometimes she feels that maybe she was supposed to. And maybe she wishes she had. And being grateful is exhausting! And maybe she doesn’t even want to be grateful!

And she pulls away from those around her. And isolates herself completely. Her mother is worried about her. She eats her meals alone.

She devotes herself fully to her clan. Pushes away her outsider friends. Not because she doesn’t love them, not because she is especially proud to be a RiverClan warrior, but it’s easier to distract herself this way.

And death doesn’t scare her. Because she’s been dead for a long time.

She’s finally paid the tithes she owed. Sacrifice was in her blood. All around her. It was second nature, really. But still inherently selfish.

Because she hopes she’s remembered. For more than the bitter cat she was in life. Maybe this way, they won’t forget her.

Hey guys! Mod here!

You might've noticed that I've been less active lately. I promise that I'm not abandoning this blog, I've just been a bit stressed with finals and stuff.

I'll be starting collage next semester, so there's a bit of stuff I need to iron out.

So for the time being I'm taking a temporary hiatus. I'll be back in about threes weeks, after the semester ends and I come back from my European vacation!

See you all then!

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Considering the Erin's hadn't even conceived Mapleshade's character yet at the time Feathertail and Silverstream's deaths were written, I doubt it was the author's original intent.

But from a lore and character prospective, I absolutely believe Mapleshade had a hand in it. Girl had it out for Appledusk, and by extension, Crookedstar's decendents.

I'm not sure how a dark forest cat could have that much control over the living though. She can't directly cause Silverstream's birthing issues.

In her case, I think it's more likely that difficult births run in Willowbreeze's line.

Curses have never been used in warriors, so I doubt Mapleshade can do that through the power of magic.

She probably could lure Sharptooth to the tribe, however. She was shown luring twolegs to Willowbreeze in a similar manner in Crookedstar's Promise so maybe it's possible through ghost powers?

But then again, that's never brought up a second time. Warrior cats lore is incredibly inconsistent.

I wasn't expecting such a warm response! Your comment is certainly the best one I've received in a while!

I'd be happy to post more of my art, though I might not be able to post quite as frequently as I would wish.

I tend to go through periods where my art Isn't quite as good as the piece I posted.

I hope you like it! :D

I've been having a lot of fun running this blog and I appreciate all the asks you've been sending in!

If I haven't gotten to yours yet, I promise I've seen it, I just only have so much free time and coming up with responses can be a little difficult. But I'll get to it. I promise!

Anyway, I was thinking it would be fun to take some dares! You ask me to do something, and I'll write a little story were Feathertail completes your dares!

Questions have been getting a wee bit repetitive, so don't be afraid to ask silly questions, like what kind of prey Feathertail likes, or what kind of music she listens to!

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Dawnflower was my adopted sister, but our relationship was complicated...

We were very close as kits. Not as close as me and Stormfur, but close none the less.

Our personalities complimented each other well. We were both empathetic, outgoing and eager to experience life.

We often went on patrols together and stayed up late talking in the apprentice's den, much to the annoyance of everyone else!

But things were different after TigerClan was formed...

She could've said something. She could of stood up for me. But instead she watched, silently, never saying a word as Stonefur was mercilessly slaughtered.

I would've met StarClan that day too, if it weren't for Stonefur. But she never said anything. None of them did...

Maybe it's silly of me to hold a grudge against her for that. She was only an apprentice at the time. But if she had said something, if anyone had said something!!

Maybe it could've been different...

I didn't talk to her much after that. Or any cat, really. I just drew further into myself.

I don't know how Stormfur forgave everyone after that. I just couldn't bring myself to, knowing they all would have happily seen me killed if it meat saving their own sorry assess!

But we could've done something!!! We could've fought them!!! We could've beat ShadowClan. If someone, ANYONE had said something!!!

I often wonder how she would've felt. If one of her own kits was in my place. No one knew who their father was. But they looked an awful lot like WindClan...

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There are many things I miss about earth. My family and clanmates are the most obvious answer, of course. But I'm assuming you'd like a more interesting response.

When I was alive I really appreciated the night. I often had a hard time sleeping and I found comfort in looking at the moon.

I liked to imagine that it was the eye of a long dead warrior, cast into the sky by StarClan to watch over the living and provide us with light.

At least, that's how the story Mosspelt told me went.

But after moons of living in eternal night, my do I miss the sun!

And rain too. And the changing of the seasons.

I also really miss that sense of urgency that comes with being alive. A sense of stakes, a feeling that your actions have consequnces.

Not that I miss conflict, but in StarClan, nothing ever happens!

There's no sense of fear or danger. It's so terribly boring!

Not even hunts are exciting in StarClan. The prey doesn't even try to run away! I really miss that rush of addreniline!

You know...I heard Needletail mention something interesting the other day. Apparently, there's a secret fight club, that meets in the farthest corners of StarClan territory.

And they fight tooth and claw despite the risk of dying a second death.

In life I would've been horrified at the idea, but now....

Maybe they're on to something?

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Is this some sort of joke?! Do believe yourself to be clever?

I'll have you know, it's incredibly rude to make light of someone's death. But in case you were genuinely curious, I shall answer your question...

It wasn't actually a rock...It was a stalactite...

But regardless, it was incredibly painful.

Hitting a large, dense object with the full force of one's weight is nothing to sneeze at.

But it was the subsequent fall that killed me.

I broke several ribs as well as my neck and spine.

Those are the kinds of injuries that even the most skilled of medicine cats can't fix.