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Beampaw and his dad, and Lunarslink (later on) with her dad!

Maybe one day I will do something with their other fathers. For now, it's these two, who were the ones that initially took them in. Whiteheart and Lighttail (though as much fathers to them as Vole and Sun) weren't in the picture until they were older.

Sun and Beam design by JUCZEK3000, Vole and Lunar base by xWildfeatherx, both on DeviantArt (meant to be a romantic base but still works)

Also I JUST realized that their names match....Beam and Sun, Lunar and VoleNIGHT...

Bonus alternative eye design:

Slatestar coughed up black gunk as he surfaced from the oily pond, throat aching with soreness and legs feeling like they were going to collapse. He already knew where he was, it didn’t take much time to guess- The Dark Forest stood before him, imposing trees and a dark sky out as far as the eye could see. And he already had visitors. Eyes gleamed out of the darkness at him, one of which taking a pawstep forward- A low hiss emanated from the undergrowth, and he snarled in return- But suddenly, something barreled into his side, knocking him off of his paws and out of breath.

The elderly tom wheezed as he tried to get up, only to hear a high pitched hiss and see a dark-furred, lanky cat move in front of the eyes staring before them. “He’s ours.” She said, her raspy voice full of hatred. Lunarpaw.

He started to get up, only to get his head slammed down onto the ground again- And a cream tom moved back, soft blue eyes full of uncharacteristic anger. “Slatestar.” He spoke, and Slatestar gasped as he looked up to see Beampaw. The murderous apprentice was expected to be here- But not her best friend. Lunarpaw stalked up to Beampaw’s side, her claws unsheathed and tail lashing from side to side. “We were expecting you.” She started, striding forwards- Beampaw moved in sync with her, his voice wavering for a moment before losing hesitation. “It took us a while to be ready for your arrival.” He said quietly, but piped up. “But now you’re here!” He said, a hiss underlying his voice.

He tried to scramble back, only for his rear to bump into a tree. “Don’t try and run- We’re faster than you, know this place more than you.” Lunarpaw said with a growl, taking more pawsteps forward. Suddenly, she lunged forward- Gripping his paw in her jaws, and with a turn of her head-

Snap.

Slatestar let out a half-hiss, half-shriek of pain, snarling at the she-cat. “You wicked Foxheart-!” He started, only for her to laugh. “Oh, the irony! You, of all cats, deserve to call nobody wicked.” Lunarpaw backed up with an ominous chuckle, striding forward in sync with Beampaw once more.

“This is for all the cats you left broken and bleeding.” She started. “For all the kits that grew up suffering under your rule.” He continued.“For all the parents who knew their children were never coming home, thanks to you.”“For all the cats who tried to set peace, only for you to rip them apart.”“To all the cats who had to grow up fearing for their lives.”“And we won’t allow your tyranny to continue here,” Beampaw snarled.“So we’re stopping this problem before it even starts.” Lunarpaw’s eyes glowed in the darkness, like a monster’s lights.

"Hello?" Hickorypaw listened for a response, his heart pounding nervously in his chest. He wheeled around, swallowing back another cry. He was totally alone, his only companion the clouds in the sky.

"Frozenwhisker?" He tried again, raising his voice. "Beampaw? Burdockheart?"

"Hickorypaw!" Hickorypaw jumped, a strangled scream escaping him, and twisted to find Beampaw staring at him with wide eyes. "Did you seriously get lost? On patrol?"

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Beampaw was still giggling about it after Frozenheart had escorted Hickorypaw back to camp. Burdockheart probably should have scolded him for it, but she'd never heard him laugh before. It was almost magical to hear.

"Hello?" The quiet voice almost made her jump, and she whipped her head around to find a black and white she-cat. Beampaw hissed loudly, his fur on end and immediately on guard, and Burdockheart felt faint. The she-cat had pressed herself flat to the ground and was keeping her eyes lowered.

"I'd heard that you'd made a new Clan here, and I- well, I was hoping that-"

"Tempestpaw?" Burdockheart rasped. The she-cat jerked, twisting her head up to stare.

Beampaw paused, his tail flicking. Burdockheart moved ahead, her paws picking carefully over the burnt ground, before realizing that her apprentice wasn't beside her.

"Is everything alright?" She asked, her voice quiet. She'd been quiet since the fire had swept through, her throat tight and rough from the smoke.

"I smell fox," Beampaw said in lieu of an answer. Burdockheart stiffened. Predators- and prey, for that matter- had been scarce for the last few days. The two of them alone were in no shape to try standing up to a fox, but if it had managed to find a burrow of rabbits or something...

"Can you track it?" She asked. Beampaw opened his mouth to check the air before nodding. Burdockheart followed him, both cats silent. She hissed for him to stop as they crested a hill, and they watched as a tiny fox kit traversed the meadow, a mouse barely larger than a scrape of fur hanging from its jaws.

"No point in following it," Burdockheart sighed. Beampaw glanced at her, confusion in his eyes. "It'll be as hungry as we are and willing to die for that morsel. Besides, that'll be hardly enough to even feed Whiskerkit."

The pair lapsed back into silence continued on their patrol.

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"We should spar," Parsleystar said suddenly. Frozenwhisker glanced up at her. Her gaze was fixed on some distant point ahead of her, barely paying attention to him. "I think it'd be nice," she continued. "Might get some stress out of our bodies."

"Alright," Frozenwhisker agreed after a stretch of silence. Parsleystar finally looks at him, flashing a bright grin. It's a wonder she can be so happy, Frozenwhisker marveled, when she lost everything just a few days ago.

A rosy-furred rosette tom with white patches and silver eyes. He's compassionate, and is almost always climbing something. He's only just become an apprentice this month, mere days after the fire.

Beampaw is poetic, kind, and altruistic. He's afraid of heights and tends to dive in headfirst without thinking.

Beampaw is formerly of PetalClan.

What if Beampaw became a beefy dude? He wants to protect his loved ones, so he goes through lots of training to fight with his lack of vision! While Lunarpaw is a lil beanpole of a cat he's more on the stocky side or something.

Talk shit about his friends and he will try to talk you out of it but it that doesn't work he'll smack you into orbit

ooooh yes!!