Boulder opened his eyes to strange new surroundings. The sand beneath his paws twinkled with starlight. “Where... am I?”

“You’re in Starclan.” Boulder jumped as a calico tom padded forward, his pelt filled with stars just like the ground he walked on.

“Stumpyripple!” Boulder was startled by Whiteear’s shout, he hadn’t realized the molly had been there too.

“It’s great to see you again, Whiteear.” Stumpyripple purred as he nuzzled his daughter. “I see you found the test we’d provided.”

“Test?” Boulder looked at him in confusion. “What test? And test for what?”

Stumpyripple chuckled at the younger tom’s questions. “Why, that dog you dealt with rather swiftly, of course.” He purred. “Proving you are brave and strong enough to lead the new Grottoclan into a thriving clan!”

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Stumpyripple purred as he steps up and touches noses with Boulder. “With this life, I give you bravery. Use it well to defend your clan from even the most treacherous of foes.”

Boulder felt a rush of energy flow through his body from nose to tail tip.

Next, a brown molly stepped forward.

“With this life, I give you compassion, so you may care for your fellow clan cats as if they were family. For they are.” The molly spoke in a sweet motherly tone.

Finally, a large brown tabby with black stripes stepped forward.

“With this life, I give you wisdom. Use it to guide your clan well.”

Amber eyes opened to sand beneath paw and walls of stone. Whiteear didn’t recognize this place at all, but the starlight mixed in the sand led her to believe it must be special.

“Whiteear.” The ginger molly jumped as a deep voice spoke nearby. She whipped around to see a calico standing before her, his pelt sparkling with starlight. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”

“Who are you?” Whiteear spoke up, looking at the tom before her. “And where am I?”

“I’m Stumpyripple.” The tom purred, amusement in his amber gaze. “And you are currently in Starclan’s hunting grounds.”

“Starclan?” The word almost caught in Whiteear’s throat as she repeated it. That was the place from Fernpond’s stories! But... did that mean... “Am... Am I dead then?” Her voice was barely a whisper.

Stumpyripple chuckled softly at the ginger molly. “No. You’re perfectly safe, asleep by the moon stones.” He explained. “Sometimes Starclan can bring living cats here in their dreams. Just as I have brought you here in your dream.”

“Why?” Whiteear was a bit bewildered. “Why me? Why not bring Dapplemist? She’d love this place.”

I figured it would be nice to show some cats I’ll be using for various storylines in the future. As of writing this post, I have yet to start the new story, but will start soon.

Also, nobody has submitted a cat for me to add yet, so the first 5 parts of this are just cat families I created to toss into the game as a selection for who to start with. 

Hope you enjoy ~ Dove

Edit: I decided a couple of days after writing this post that I’d post these separate from the queue.

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Name: Stumpyripple Age: 5 years and 11 moons Current Mate: Fawnpond Family: Dapplemist(daughter), Whiteear(daughter) Clan/Group: loner Gender: Tom

Name: Fawnpond Age: 6 years Current Mate: Stumpyripple Family: Dapplemist(daughter), Whiteear(daughter) Clan/Group: loner Gender: Molly

Name: Dapplemist Age: 1 year and 3 moons Current Mate: N/A Family: Stumpyripple(father), Fawnpond(mother), Whiteear(sister) Clan/Group: loner Gender: Molly