When the youngest members awake, they are met with nothing. No talking. No pawsteps. Just flashes and traces of stardust, like Starclan themselves had struck their family down.
Let's see who they are, shall we?
Rainbowkit. she/her, 3 moons old. Bossy & Active imagination.
Bitternkit. she.her, 2 moons old. Shy & Avid play fighter.
Scarletkit. he/him, 1 moon old. Bossy and Avid play fighter.
They are alone. They are left with no guidance.
Rainbowkit gets frightened at the sight of such silence. Scarletkit presses up against her, his thoughts of becoming the best apprentice shattered under the harsh judgement of Starclan.
Bitternkit stays silent, wondering what happened to ██████████████, the mother of the two cowering kits beside her.
Flickkit tries to tidy up the stardust, her voice breaking as she tries to hum a song her mother, ███████████████, had taught her.
They are Tachycardiaclan. They will be faster than their fallen family members. They will be fast enough. So fast, that even Starclan won't be able to catch them.
This is our start. Sudden and unexplained bloodshed.
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Leafbare rolls in faster than the apprentices can register. They wake up on a sunny morning, met with a thick blanket of snow.
Scarletpaw and Flickpaw are the ones to wake up first, staring with wide eyes at the changed surroundings.
"..do you think Rainbow knows how easy it will be to hunt?" Scarletpaw mewed, her gaze flicking to the medicine den, where Rainbowpaw and Bitternpaw were resting.
Flickpaw cuffs him over the ears with one of her paws. "Are you kidding? No she wouldn't! You have to shut up at some point, have some common sense!"
The ginger tompaw frowns, his whiskers twitching weakly. He takes a step into the big layer of snow, his orange paws setting a huge contrast in color. "..Let's just try to hunt, somewhere near the river. I doubt it would have frozen over so quickly."
...
Despite the tension, Flickpaw and Scarletpaw come back to camp, laughing and squealing about something the others cant understand.
Bitternpaw watches it play out, her gaze narrowed. Rainbowpaw licks her paws, her fur faintly bristling because of the cold.
"..they love each other, don't they?" The gray tabby shepaw hissed, tail flicking.
"Yep, but I'm more happy about how Scarletpaw keeps healing from his injuries pretty quick." The tortoiseshell meowed, letting her gaze flick to the two at the entrance of the camp.
Scarletpaw's scrapes healed.
Flickpaw tells Scarletpaw to shut up.
Scarletpaw asks Flickpaw to go fishing with him, but they keep on getting distracted by each other.
"..what if we aren't good enough warriors without a mentor?" Scarletpaw mewls, looking at his sister with wide, nervous eyes. Flickpaw nods with him, her tail bristled with worry.
"Scarlet is right, we'd be better off if we looked for some loner to train with us-" Flickpaw mewls, getting cut off by Rainbowpaw.
"-and what are we? Loners? A pack of young rogues? No! We're a Clan, Flickpaw! We'll get through this together!"
For a moment, the camp is silent.
But in a heartbeat, yowls of joy and determination burst from the young cats. Scarletpaw presses against Flickpaw, screaming the Clan's name for all cats to hear.
Flickpaw and Scarletpaw go hunting for the first time. Flickpaw comes back with a rabbit and Scarletpaw comes back with a scrawny vole.
Bitternpaw and Rainbowpaw look up, the two dusty from a sparring session. Rainbowpaw purrs at the sight of the freshkill pile being filled.
"See? I told you guys, we're a Clan!"
Flickpaw and Scarletpaw are apprentices!
Rainbowpaw feels comfortable challenging Flickpaw on something she said.
Scarletfur scrambles out of his nest, effectively waking up all of his Clanmates with the rustling of his frantic paws and his earlier scream.
Flickleaf is the first to wake up. Her silver eyes are wide and her fur is bristled. Bitternpaw and Rainbowpaw probably have the same reaction, but the ginger tom is too terrified to care.
"You." He wispers, his gaze locked on hers.
"Scarlet-"
"We need to go to the Moonfall." He blurted, a fuzzy memory of a crystal cavern suddenly embedded into his mind. Despite never going, he understands exactly where to go.
Rainbowpaw startles, her hackles rising. "The Moonfall? What- You're going to speak with Starclan?"
He shakes his head and grabs Flickleaf by the scruff, leaving the tortoiseshell in shambles.
"Go, go, go. They need you."
...
The two find themselves near the waterfall near the border of the territory. The roar of the water seems to drown out every sound, but Scarletfur's blank gaze is fixed on the stepping stones right by the base.
"Starclan needs you." He whispered, not once daring to stare at te gray tabby beside him.
She stiffens. "I.. No. They need a good leader like Rainbowpaw. Can't we wait for her to graduate? She's older- She actually remembers most of our clanmates-"
"No. No it has to be you."
..Flickleaf had never looked so horrified at his words. Yet, she follows him. Letting her pelt get soaked as they get to the large crystal behind the waterfall.
She doesn't know what to think. No distinct thoughts. None when the amalgimation of what's hopefully Starclan touches noses with her. None when the stars themselves start screeching her new name.
Her only thought as she trails back to camp, is that she shouldn't have gotten this responsibility so early.
And that maybe, just maybe, Rainbowpaw won't be upset. Maybe making her brother the deputy would calm her down.
Rainbowpaw grooms her pelt, feeling a sense of satisfaction at her glossy pelt being free of any outsiders or scrapes.
She looks up when Scarletpaw walks into camp. her whiskers twitching as she looks at his new scrapes. "..you just healed, Scarlet." She meweled, her voice radating with amusement.
The ginger tompaw huffed, settling onto his haunches. "But I got my battle moves correct, didn't you say that you wanted to be the most experienced?"
The tortoiseshell pauses. She blinks. "Did you sense that I wanted to ask you that?"
The tompaw nods, grinning as he catches the sight of a familliar gray tabby at the edge of the Clan. "I need to mind read if I want to be a good deputy!"
Bitternpaw watches from the shadowed area of camp, her ears pricked. Flickpaw brushes up against her, her tail flicking as she licks the blood from her lips.
"We're doing well! Right, Bittern?" She meows, glancing at the marbled she-paw.
Bittern huffs, feeling distaste as the orange tompaw scrambles away at the sight of the gray she-paw talking. "..yeah. That reminds me, how are you doing? Do you mind focusing a little less on prey?"
Rainbowpaw's fleas and torn pelt healed.
Flickpaw's stomachache healed.
Scarletpaw's bruises healed.
Scarletpaw slips while training and got some scrapes!
Flickpaw believes that Scarletpaw has endless potential he keeps surpassing every day.
Flickpaw appreciates how Bitternpaw always seems to ask how she’s doing.
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Rainbowpaw straightens while on the Heartrock, her tail flicking to and fro as she looks down at her assembled clanmates.
"We have a full fresh-kill pile, we need to start training! We can't be good warriors if we're as good as a newborn kit!" She hollers, watching as the other apprentices bristled.
"Rainbow, you're injured." Bitternpaw meowed, her gaze narrowing at the makeshift leader.
..she was injured, marks of scratches and blood practically covered her pelt.
Rainbowpaw huffed, staring intently at Flickpaw and Scarletpaw. "I'm the oldest, I should be the most experiences, not the youngest members!"
Scarletpaw kept his gaze low at her remarks. "..sorry."
Flickpaw murmered a quiet apology, watching as Rainbowpaw hopped down to lead them all out of camp.
..
Flickpaw leans on Scarletpaw as they head back into camp, letting out a soft mewl every time the latter winced.
Bitternpaw lead them into the camp, Rainbowpaw was at the back of the patrol, the fur on her spine bristled and her head low.
"..The only thing we got from that was gibberish from Starclan. Are you proud now, Rainbowpaw?"
Rainbowpaw got a torn pelt from her fleas!
Flickpaw ate a beetle and got a stomachache during training!
Scarletpaw misstepped while training and got some bruises!
please pleeeease share some lore you haven’t gotten to!!
hm yes... lore in a project where i am making this all up on the spot.... /nm
im literally just making up the plot on the spot. if you hopped on my pc, you'd see that the savefile is on moon 14.. so... free lore dump about the founders and general Clan stuff I wanted to give later.
nightingale is very visibly in hell... so are the others! but... we dont have genuine lore about them... on moon 0 we got no real reason why all of the adults died...
lss: Tachycardiaclan was really, really fucked up, including having a monarchy, and Starclan got sick and tired so they prompted the incident to occur.
(yap is below, i simplified it because im nervous that i yap too much)
basically: pre-incident Tachycardiaclan started off like the canon-clans, as a group of rogues. Only difference: canon cats were from the Tribe, and Tachy cats are from Twolegplace.
..basically the Clan started from a group of loners and kittypets, like if Warriorclan was taken seriously.
And the Clan thrived, it was literally a dream come true. No fights outside of verbal arguments, the loners taught the kittypets how to hunt and fight, absolutely no roadblocks stopped them from thriving as a Clan unlike the canon cats.
..the only problem? The makeshift Clan took ahold of some distasteful traditions and never moved on.
One of the biggest traditions, was that a monarchy was in place. The firstborn of the leader was promised the deputy role, getting it the second they graduated.
This partially lead to the Clans downfall. It lead to a lot of confusion regarding morals and ethics within the Clan. You could have a kind and careful leader, Sweetstar, who wanted to keep the Clan large and healthy, just for a leader like Milkweedstar to tear that all down and insulate a rule that cats who retire get executed.
Regarding the incident, the Clan was under the rule of Milkweed. Milkweed is like Darktail in a way, he didn't want a speckle of weakness in the Clan unlike his mother.
Surprise! Killing off half of your Clan isn't the best choice! The Clan was in absolute shambles near the end of his reign. This left his daughter and deputy, Nightingalepelt, to take things into her own paws.
With the help of Whiskermallow, the two brought a group of badgers into camp. This killed off half of the Clan again, but it did the job.
This "half of the Clan" included Nightingale's mother, Milkweedstar, her sole littermate, Whisker's mate, and a handful of other cats that don't matter right now.
Nightingale took the role of leader, almost tweaked out because now almost her whole family was dead, and took Wispspike as deputy.
"but wait.. arent firstborns the deputy?? isnt Wisp unrelated??" correct! very correct! She chose Wisp because he looked promising and his father was a good friend of Milkweed. I'll make a yap about the monarchy system later to explain that.
anyways um. she hooked up with a kittypet, had Flickkit, aaand then Starclan noticed what happened to the Clan (because they thought Sweet was still in charge and that nothing serious happened. oops.) and killed all of the adults to give the kits a fresh slate to not repeat the mistakes their ancestors did.
The badger incident happened a little over a year and a half before moon 0, hence why Whisker wasn't executed.
..aaand to satiate the hidden question of "wait a minute liz, nightingale was 111 moons old on moon 0."... Milkweed was a hypocrite. He would've been around 150 moons on moon 0 if he lived.
and the other Tachyclan cats (ex: the actual founding rogues & kittypets) rebelled against Starclan, making it that they can't talk with the kits. i love setting up my ocs for failure the second they're out of the womb.
ok thats it i hope you loved todays moment of Liz-World-Building-On-The-Spot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Leaffall comes into full swing, making the leaves a mix of orange, brown, amber and yellow.
Clan life is.. Peaceful this time around. Scarletpaw carefully weaves blackbird feathers into the nests, and Bitternpaw stares at his nimble paws with interest.
"Huh.. I'm surprised you can do all of that." Bitternpaw mews, her green gaze flicking up to meet his.
He lets out a raspy purr. "Really? No, it's actually easier than hunting. You just have to make tight pockets in the bedding and put the feathers in."
As the two bicker, Rainbowpaw trots into the camp with a rabbit in her jaws with Flickpaw following her. Bitternpaw is the first one to notice.
She doesn't even look up to verify that it's Rainbowpaw. She immediately walks over, giving a short meow as greeting.
Flickpaw presses herself against the tortoiseshell, purring. "Can you imagine? We both have the same ideas for Clan rules! Maybe I'll be the leader, like my mom, and she'll be the deputy!"
Rainbowpaw lets out a soft purr, her whiskers twitching with embarassment as she refuses to meet Bitternpaw's gaze. "..don't mind us, Bittern. Maybe you'll be the deputy instead."
Bitternpaw cant believe how talented Scarletpaw is!
Bitternpaw could recognize Rainbowpaw just by the sound of her pawsteps.
Flickpaw and Rainbowpaw have a long discussion about goals and aspirations, and find that they both have a lot in common.
