OK i'm sorry I was gonna split this moon up into two parts but once again the den background kicked my ass so I said no
Anyways Shadethroat is dead oops. Happy I get to draw Willowdapple, she has a nice design but she's just so quiet there's not much I can do with her. Mousekit is a little stinker <3
Other Events:
That apprentice Pipitstorm made leave, Wisteriapaw? Yea she's dead now. With Shadethroat. They drowned. F.
Mudkit finds some sparrow feathers :)
Pipitstorm gets heat exhaustion
Brambletail and Stonedusk get into a disagreement on how to raise kits. Brambletail I think Stonedusk wins these she has 6 babies and you have none. But you do you Brambletail.
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For those of ya'll who missed it, Acornpaw and Littlepaw's sister, Rabbitkit, passed away from greencough last moon, so it's just these two now.
Acornkit -> Acornpaw (Mentor: Blazestar) (Traits: Bloodthirsty & Confident with Words). Thank god she didn't go to Pipitstorm. I find it funny Blazestar just finished with Plumface and is like "nah, give me one of my brothers kids"
Littlekit -> Littlepaw (Mentor: Rookshade) (Traits: Cold & Quick to Help). Rookshade has some mixed feelings, especially since his new apprentice is so..well..little. Hopefully he doesn't train him the way he was trained.
Annd finally, the stinker herself!
Mousepaw -> Mousedusk (Traits: Compassionate, Good Mediator & Learner of Lore). Mousedusk was her generated name, and I generally let cats who pop up with it keep it. But lets be for real, if she ever becomes deputy we're screwed. Other names could have been Mouseheart or Mousethroat!
Also please bear with me, still pushing myself to try and break my same face syndrome so some cats may look a little awkward while i'm in the process! I do like the way Littlepaw's face turned out here.
Is it a bad spoiler if I tell you that half the cats in this picture are dead?
Other Events:
Stonedusk and Ashheart decide they aren't ready to be empty nesters and adopt two more kits: Skipperkit (M, Bossy, Lover of Stories) & Maplekit (F, Polite & Active Imagination).
Brambletail's leg is ok!
Dovewhisker saves Pipitstorm from a fox. Or so she thinks.
Annnddd we're back folks! Hot off the paws of last year, we have two new warriors!
Rootpaw -> Rootstorm (Traits: Troublesome, Good Mediator & Good Speaker) I like the contradiction of being troublesome and a good mediator lol. He could have been named Rootcloud or Rootthroat!
Plumpaw -> Plumface (Traits: Charismatic & Good Mediator). Really not much she could have been called other than Plumface. Perhaps Plumpelt or Plumfur.
These two are fine, kinda like your Brackenfur's or Mousewhisker's. Certainly there. Mousepaw has the most personality.
Other Events:
Newtpaw dies due to her head damage. Rip.
After this ceremony, Stonedusk hits her head while hunting.
Morelshade sprains their leg in a twoleg trap.
Mousepaw recovers!
However, Pipitstorm and Rabbitkit have come down with whitecough.
The full moon hung in the sky, casting a blue glow on the surrounding territory. A light, refreshing chill was in the air. Ashheart barely stirred as he felt his mate Stonedusk press up against his shoulder. His orange eyes were on Blazestar, waiting for the signal. The proud ginger leader spent a moment scanning the gathering hollow, before she waived her tail and they cascaded down into the hollow.
"Stonedusk!" A voice called out cheerfully. Ashheart glanced down at his mate, seeing her eyes light up.
"Sky! Ripple!" She greeted as the two RiftClan cats approached. "How's prey running in RiftClan?" She blinked warmly.
"Oh just great!" Sky gushed, before she paused, blinking up at Ashheart.
"Who's this?" She tipped her head.
"Oh, you've never met my husband, Ashheart?" Stonedusk trilled. Ashheart felt that familiar tightness in his chest at the term husband. Before, it had been warm and inviting. Now, it was more akin to a freezing leafbare cold. Swallowing, Ashheart opted to give a solemn nod. Stonedusk squinted up at him, before Ripple chimed in.
"Do you have any kits?" The cream molly asked eagerly. Stonedusk purred sadly.
"One. She's not here this evening. Her name is Willowdapple. We...we lost our son during his apprentice ceremony." Stonedusk murmered.
"Oh...i'm so sorry." Ripple frowned.
"No, no, it's alright. It's been almost half a year now. Never truly goes away, I suppose."
"Well...I was thinking about starting a family and was hoping for some advice, if you don't mind." Ripple blinked sadly. Stonedusk straightened up, and the two mollies padded away. Ashheart gave a polite nod to Sky before heading in the opposite direction.
"What's going on with you?" Shadethroat murmured, sliding up to him. Ashheart shrugged.
"Oh, come on. You think I don't know when something is bothering my brother?" She nudged his shoulder. "You usually can't wait to chat like a sparrow, and here you are, not saying a word." That cold feeling settled in his chest once more.
"I don't think it's a topic for a gathering." He murmured, pulling away. Shadethroat clicked her tongue, placing her paw on his.
"Come on...talk to me."
Ashheart's ears went back. His pelt felt hot but his bones were cold. A lump travelled up from his chest into his throat. Great StarClan, was this how Stonedusk had felt? He inhaled shakily, glancing down at his sister, who flicked an ear in response.
"What if..." He hesitated.
"What if...?" Shadethroat leaned in.
"What if I was...I was your sister, instead?" He whispered shakily. Shadethroat chuffed.
"Was that all, you big bloke?" She purred. Ashheart felt embarrassed.
"H-hey don't laugh!" Ashheart protested, puffing out her cheeks in defiance.
"So, Stonedusk's bug finally got you, huh?" Shadethroat's eyes twinkled. "Whether you're my brother or my sister, i'll always love you, you know that, right?"
"I know." Ashheart rested her chin on her head.
"Plus, Slatefur's head is bigger than his body since he was made deputy. I swear, I didn't think his ego could get any bigger! Wait 'till he hears there's no more best son competition!" Shadethroat laughed.
Ashheart responded with a laugh of her own. The chill that had settled in her bones slowly melted away. No matter what happened, she knew her family would be by her side until it was her time to join their ancestors, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
OH YOU THOUGHT ASHSTONE WAS DONE BEING THE BEST SHIP?? THINK AGAIN BABES THEY ARE BOTH TRANS WOMAN AND IN LOVE YOUR HONOR!!!
I almost debated putting Slatefur in this fic. Almost. He'll have to settle for a mention. Shadethroat is super underrated and I really love her design and personality, unfortunately not every cat can be important lol. Also I just love Sky for some reason literally just said "oh worm this one"
The creature is a warrior, yippee! I put Fallowstripe in the background for some reason and I have designated him the family silly(tm) because someone in this house needs to take after Morelshade
Ravenpaw -> Ravenwing! I'm very sad because his generated name was Ravenfire, which sounds cool as hell. Ravenwing's traits are Strict, Trusted Advisor, & Learner of Lore. So we could have called him Ravenstorm or Raventhroat!
Other Events:
Cloudfall has heat exhaustion. Get well soon baby boy!
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Wow ok I know everyone has questions, ME TOO FR WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING. I don't wanna spoil by putting all the events on top like I usually would, so the events will be listed after the fic on the bottom.
Read this moon's fic below:
"So, you must be proud of Pipitstorm, huh?" Cloudfall remarked casually to Blazedawn. The ginger deputy purred in agreement as they laid out in camp, the sunset painting the sky orange.
"She's a fine young warrior. The best around the forest." Blazedawn purred out.
"I was surprised she got -storm. She must take after her mom." Cloudfall poked her playfully on the shoulder. Blazedawn snorted, a wry grin on her lips.
The two siblings were startled by the sound of screams and yowling coming from the healers den. Exchanging a glance, they both darted to their paws, running to the den just in time to see Silverstorm sink her claws into Bluelight's neck. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her brother freeze. Flashback's of Mintstorm's murder played in Blazedawn's mind. Had her mother played them? Emberstar had forgiven her so quickly, was it just a trick? Blazedawn's panicked gaze glanced around. Where was Emberstar? She shook her head, she needed to act. With a hiss, she barreled into her mother, sending her sprawling with a thud.
"You dirty liar!" She snarled, springing onto her and laying her claws on her throat. Her tail lashed, all those feelings of resentment and hatred poisoning her heart.
"B-Blazedawn, stop! D-don't!" She heard Cloudfall cry out. Her fury stilled for a moment, blinking down at Silverstorm, who's head was leaking blood from the impact.
I'm no better than she is. The realization was sobering as she scrambled off. Cloudfall rushed past her, crouching down and nosing her limp form.
"Bluelight...? Blue...? Azure..?" A shaky voice made Blazedawn turn. Greyclaw stood, eyes wide with horror as she stared at her brother, his throat slashed. He was clearly gone. Blazedawn took a hesitant step towards her.
"Greyclaw...i'm sorry..." She murmered. Greyclaw's eyes slowly pulled away from the body, narrowing in hatred as they landed on Blazedawn. It was the most emotion she had ever seen from her.
"You knew your mom was a murderer! You let this happen!" She accused, tail lashing. Blazedawn barely had time to dodge a swipe.
"Listen, kid! If it were up to me I would have exiled her! But it wasn't up to me, it was up to-"
"EMBERSTAR!" Pipitstorm's voice rang out in the clearing. Blazedawn felt cold dread, both mollies pausing their fight. Blazedawn spent no time, pushing past the smaller warrior and stumbling into the clearing. To her horror, Pipitstorm stood with Flaxclaw, her daughter shaking.
"Pipitstorm? What happened? Are you ok?" She rushed forward the same time Morelshade did, both parents soothing their kit.
"Emberstar fell." Flaxclaw answered for her.
"Fell..? Fell where..?" Blazedawn repeated.
"Into the ravine."
"No." If Blazedawn could become any more horrified, she did at that moment. No body. No proper vigil. No goodbye. Her leader. Her friend. Gone. Just like that.
"Mom? Mom it's ok...you get to be leader...just like you deserve." Pipitstorm gazed up at her, her two-colored eyes shimmering with admiration. As Blazedawn gazed down at her, she noticed a tiny black bundle. Is that..?
"Is that..? A kit..?" Blazedawn crouched down to inspect it. Indeed, it was a tiny black kitten, couldn't be away from its mother for more than a week.
"I found him..." Pipitstorm whispered, pawing the bundle, which let out a small mewl of protest. Her mouth hung open in shock, gaze flicking numbly between Bluelight and Silverstorm's bodies, now laid out in the clearing, and the small kit. She couldn't be weak now. She...she was leader. Whether she liked it or not. She shook out her pelt, inhaling deeply. Her mind raced. There was so much that needed to be done. A deputy would help with that. She quickly ran over the options in her head. Cloudfall, bless his heart, was too meek. The clan needed strong voices right now. Her gaze trailed to Ashheart and Stonedusk, who were crouched over the kit. Ashheart would be an honorable choice, but he too could be soft.
"Hey..." Slatefur interrupted her thoughts. She blinked at the grey tom.
"Yes?"
"Just sayin', shits crazy right now." He murmured, gazing at the clearing. "If you want some help with stuff...i'm around, ok?"
Blazedawn gazed at him. Of course. Slatefur. Always a strong voice, and made his opinions known.
"Yes, actually. Wait a moment." Blazedawn climbed onto the rock she had watched Emberstar sit on so many times before. A lump formed in her throat as all eyes turned to her.
"StrikeClan. Hi." She started awkwardly, before clearing her throat.
"For those who don't know...Emberstar is dead. She fell into the ravine while out with Pipitstorm." A chorus of wails followed, making her ears flatten.
"She was noble, honorable, and well-spoken. She did right by StrikeClan, and although I wish we had a body for proper vigil, we will hold one for her tonight, along with Bluelight and...." She hesitated.
"...and Silverstorm." She finished. Dovewhisker looked particularly angry, her apprentice Willowpaw sitting by her anxiously.
"And so, I am your new leader. I will go to the Moonhollow and receive my lives, and my name. But in the meantime, I'll need a deputy." She inhaled.
"I say these words before StarClan, so they may hear and approve of my choice." She puffed out her chest, trying to appear confident.
"Slatefur will be the new deputy of StrikeClan."
No one said anything for a moment. And then...cheers and purrs, although tinged with sadness, echoed around the clearing.
"Hey uh...thanks." Slatefur got to his paws awkwardly.
"While I am here, there is another ceremony to perform." Blazedawn felt more confident as she spoke.
"Fallowkit. Nightkit. Step forward please." A small smile graced her lips as the kits squealed with excitement. Craneclaw hissed out a curse, trying to groom them, but they wiggled away and scampered up to the rock.
"Fallowkit. From this moment on you shall be known as Fallowpaw." She spoke the words she had heard many times before.
"And your mentor shall be Slatefur." She watched as the excited tom pressed his nose to her deputies.
"Nightkit, from this moment on you shall be known as Nightpaw, and your mentor shall be-"
"Lightleaf!" Nightpaw blurted out excitedly before slapping his tail over his mouth. Blazedawn tipped her head, more amused than angry, remembering her own warrior ceremony.
"Lightleaf? Do you wish to take on another apprentice so soon?" Blazedawn glanced at the white tabby. A haunted look came over the healer's face, but despite this, she pushed her new apprentice towards the den.
"I guess that's that, then." Blazedawn dipped her head, sliding off the rock.
If I had a nickel for everytime an apprentice ceremony for two kits happened informally after Silverstorm murdered someone, I would have two nickels, which isn't much but its crazy its happened twice.
