#hailface

Raintail's father left the Clans when she was a kit

In the original concepts I had of Willowthorn and Smithy, Clover was another one of his kits, making them half-sisters. Whether they still are is up to you!

Volespring had a crush on Littlepelt as a 'paw.

Antpaw's warrior name would've been Antspots or Antskip

Ravenwind's mentor had future visions, and knew what she would become

Ravenwind was named after WindClan, bc it was a WindClan warrior that ended Leopardpoppy's life

Smokestripe is considering a second litter

Raintail and Ravenfur was raised mostly by Hailface and Badgerberry, and were therefore pretty close growing up

Finchcloud regrets not being a medicine cat, and fears that his son is StarClan's retribution

Flintpoppy never had half the respect Dovefrost did in ThunderClan

Sweetshine’s mother was named Berrybird. That has absolutely no effect on anything I just rlly like that name.

In an original draft of Deep Dive, Spiderstar would’ve taken Weaselface to ShadowClan and revealed that Brackenstar was alive and inside of it- a duty given to potential deputies was to carry this knowledge, and take one of his lives. Brackenstar would’ve been mostly decay and rot and empty, and Weasel would’ve taken his last life, freeing him.

Ice Cube is 100% inspired by plucky anime protags. He’s got spikey fur and an upbeat attitude, and if he could he’d say dattebayo

Title: Resilience

Summary: With a harsh Leaf-bare on the horizon, the Clans are in a bad way. Petalkit is growing up under the stern gaze of her father, Ravenfur, when suddenly everything changes. Stuck in RiverClan until WindClan can produce enough catmint- something no Clan has in these temperatures- she does what any kit would do. She adapts.

Chapters: 28/40

Chapter Title: Story Time

Excerpt:

Sedgepaw let out a low rumble, paws flexing. He batted at her tail. "Come back to me, warm pillow."

"Can't," she said, though the urge was there. Petalpaw glanced at the herbs stuck to her arms with cobwebs- not many of them had survived the trip. "Whitestripe needs me."

Petalpaw soon realized that most of the Clan was still asleep, recovering from the long trip. The black and white she-cat was still exhausted herself, stumbling and slipping on the old and wet hay. Thankfully, she didn't run into any of the sleeping bundles, so no one was witness to her lack of grace. The low murmuring of Cloudwillow caught her ear, making it swivel to the side.

"I actually got my name as a joke," he meowed earnestly. "See, when I was a 'paw, I ran into this big willow tree."

There was a snort she quickly identified as Checkers'. "What were you running from?"

"I wasn't! That's the embarrassing thing!" There was a purr in his voice, the mortification an old and scabbed wound. "I was trying to show off my scenting skills, and I kept calling back to see if Dawnbelly was watching me. Then I bonked into the willow. Where did you get your name?"

"Meh," Checkers said, shrugging. "My mother liked watching Twolegs play checkers."

"Play?"

"It's a game. They bat these little circle bits around with their paws."

"Is it for hunting?"

"She didn't think so. Most of the kits she saw never really seemed all that interested in it."

Cloudwillow slowly shook his head, baffled. "Twolegs are weird."

This was immensely satisfying to write tbh.