Sweetkit slowly stirs awake, dried grass and moss crinkling as she moves. Tanglefern looms over her, eyes wide and twinkling.
"What were you and Bearface thinking, being out so long?" He scolds, tail lashing with worry. "You're lucky the patrol found you when they did, or you both could have roasted."
"Ain't 'er fault, Tanglefern." Another voice huffs. "I led 'er out there."
Tanglefern's head tilts to the occupied nest across the burrow, and Sweetkit idly follows his gaze. When her eyes land on Bearface—a thin strip of moss wrapped around his paws, but alive, indisputably alive—she can't quite suppress the excited squeak that escapes her. She quickly hops to her feet, but Tanglefern pushes her back to her bedding with a deft paw.
"I can't let you go quite yet, Sweetkit." Tanglefern tells her, readjusting her messy bedding into something more presentable and sanitary. "Cougargleam and Coniferstripe found you both out cold at the border, and I can't let either of you wander off unless I'm certain you're in good health. No mistakes."
Sweetkit lets out a pitiful sputter, and flops back onto the moss bed.
Well, it could be worse. It looks like Miss Molly was at least nice enough to bring them back to camp!
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I scared myself by going through this blog for the first time at 1am TT praying I don’t have any nightmares!
Did we ever learn how Honeyspring got their leg injury? It’s fascinating to me how it all seems so avoidable, just bad luck, and yet… how would she have been if she had lived to birth her kits? I can’t even imagine the grief.
What was her relationship like with Tanglefern before the whole ordeal? Their hatred for him seems so simple and clear. Was it enough to fully uproot any positive feelings she may have had about him, or do memories of the past still linger?
Lastly, are the kits meant to be a ‘see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil’ kind of thing? Smallkit with cyclopia, Flailkit with the constant wailing, and Palekit with the mouth?
I absolutely adore this comic already and I’m so excited to see what happens next!!!
With gentle paws, Tanglefern crushes the Clottingroot into a fine powder, dusting it onto a soft pad of moss before wrapping it around his clanmate's injured leg.
"There!" He exclaims softly, eyes narrowing as he quickly reviews his work. "You're practically good as new! Give it a few days, and you'll be fitter than a newleaf mouse."
This Willow Tree is quite worried over Palepaw!! He needs a fresh out of the dryer blanket
"He spends much of his time staring at the dirt, but he eats and drinks well enough, so all he needs now is rest," Tanglefern says softly, "I've done all I can, wrapped him up well and tight. He's just in shock, I suppose. Give him time, and I'm sure he'll open up again."
Here's a slightly more proper allegiance page for the cats of LutumClan! I don't have references for every character, but this is all the cats LutumClan currently has (that are alive, that is).
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Hiiii I just stumbled onto your page today and immediately consumed everything you’ve posted so far. I’m invested already and I especially Honeyspring and the contrast between her horrifying appearance and her sad story which makes you feel sympathy for her. I have some (read: a fair amount of) questions!! Feel free to answer. Any of them you want to. Or don’t lol I don’t know /lh
Does Honeyspring hate Tanglefern? Does she hate him for his mistake, or for not owning up to it? Does she hate him for burying her kits so far away? I know you mentioned that all of her kits were born with birth defects. Was this because of a genetic thing, like how one of her parents (I think) was infertile? Like the gene that caused it expressing itself differently, maybe. Or was it due to the way she got pregnant? (referring to the Secrets post) Or maybe because of the Morningsbane poisoning causing the kits to not develop properly? Why can’t Honeyspring speak? Is it because of the degradation of her body/the bone rot? Also, are any of the other clans cut off from Starclan like Lutumclan is? If so, have they noticed? Are the non-Lutumclan cats in Starclan concerned about how Lutumclan is cut off? Are they worried the other clans will become cut off too? Why are they so few cats in Lutumclan? I know you said the birth rate was decreasing, but is there a specific reason why? At gatherings, do the other clans notice something is off? Have any of the other clans had a cat travel to Lutumclan’s land and notice something’s off, (like to ask for herbs, to negotiate with the leader, etc) or does Rootstar usually insist on the other clans’ territory rather than Lutumclan’s? Are there any loners/rogues/kittypets that have seen Honeyspring or the weird prey, or do they typically steer clear of Lutumclan’s territory because they know it’s weird? Okay I think I’ve run out of questions thank youuuu have a good day/night/evening!!!
Thank you very much! I am glad that Honeyspring can still invoke sympathy, even if her appearance is...less than conventional! I think there's a certain tragedy to them.
And I do not mind long asks or questions, I like to receive them! I will put my answers under the cut so that they do not take up too much space. <3
Does Honeyspring hate Tanglefern? Does she hate him for his mistake, or for not owning up to it? Does she hate him for burying her kits so far away?
Honeyspring hates Tanglefern for taking away everything that was supposed to be theirs. So much going for them, and suddenly it was gone through no fault of hers. To make matters worse, he's a coward.
While Tanglefern agreed to bury Honeyspring's kits far away, it was ultimately Rootstar's decision.
I know you mentioned that all of her kits were born with birth defects. Was this because of a genetic thing, like how one of her parents (I think) was infertile? Like the gene that caused it expressing itself differently, maybe. Or was it due to the way she got pregnant? (referring to the Secrets post) Or maybe because of the Morningsbane poisoning causing the kits to not develop properly?
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Why can’t Honeyspring speak? Is it because of the degradation of her body/the bone rot?
Honeyspring can speak, it's just a little difficult to understand them! It takes a very special ear.
Also, are any of the other clans cut off from Starclan like Lutumclan is? If so, have they noticed? Are the non-Lutumclan cats in Starclan concerned about how Lutumclan is cut off? Are they worried the other clans will become cut off too?
The other clans have noticed LutumClan's sudden isolation from them, but they do not know the reason! To them, LutumClan just closed themselves off out of nowhere. The other clan's connections to StarClan seem to be just fine.
Why are there so few cats in Lutumclan? I know you said the birth rate was decreasing, but is there a specific reason why?
LutumClan is a relatively new clan that sprung up only a few generations ago! Their numbers were already small, but when first settling in the plains and building burrows, they failed to account for heavy rain; many of the burrows flooded, and most of LutumClan's original population drowned. LutumClan refers to it as The Flood.
At gatherings, do the other clans notice something is off? Have any of the other clans had a cat travel to Lutumclan’s land and notice something’s off, (like to ask for herbs, to negotiate with the leader, etc), or does Rootstar usually insist on the other clans’ territory rather than Lutumclan’s?
The clans have not had a gathering since Honeyspring's death. It's the longest the clans have gone without one, and many are getting antsy. Rootstar cannot put them off for much longer.
TonitrumClan, a close neighbor of LutumClan, has noticed their sudden isolation and is sending a warrior to check on them.
Are there any loners/rogues/kittypets that have seen Honeyspring or the weird prey, or do they typically steer clear of Lutumclan’s territory because they know it’s weird?
LutumClan's territory smells sour and cloying, like damp earth and wet flower petals. It's noticeable to anyone not accustomed to the smell. Strangers wandering the territory think it best to go around now; the prey is diseased, and something is wrong.
oh, god. did tanglefern try to do a sort of c-section on honeyspring when things went south? that slit on their belly looks a lot like a classical incision to me, and tanglefern's greatest mistake...this might be completely wrong so feel free to disregard!! obsessed with this blog right now, honeyspring what happened to you....
She was just so sick, and it was all so sudden. What else was there to be done? Nobody knows what struck Honeyspring ill so swiftly or with such brutal lethality, not even Tanglefern (but he is also a liar).
Desecration;
He wedged the cutter just under the skin, and pried the walls of her womb apart, glistening with watery wetness and slick with blood. Fluids sunk into the dirt flooring of the medicine den, reeking of disease, but Tanglefern pushed forward. He was not gentle, but he did not have to be. They knew that when she took that last heaving breath not even an hour ago, she was gone.
There was no patient to be gentle for, just a cooling corpse.
And so he ripped and tore until he could wrap his mouth around each little neck, a total of three. When he felt no more of the doomed litter, he stopped and took the time to finally glance at the little bodies sitting at his paws, sticky like honey.
He looked, and saw with rising despair, that they didn't look like kits at all. He could hear the rain pounding outside through the ringing in his ears, a thundering roar.
As he stared at those things that were not quite kits, those vague lumps of wet fur and teeth, Flaildrizzle wailed. Distantly, some raw part of him, carved open like the body before him, realizes it was all for nothing.
