Hey! Welcome to Strawberryclan! This blog follows the journey of the cats of Strawberryclan with their surrounding clans, Lemonclan, Blueberryclan, and Bananaclan. Join these fruit themed clans as they try to rebuild and survive in brand new territory.
Last moon posted: Moon 1, The Gathering
Lore
The clans come from the lake territories, all of them originally named Thunderclan, Windclan, Shadowclan, and Skyclan. Unfortunately, one day the lake started flooding and wouldn't stop, leaving no room for the clans to live. Some cats decided to flee together but most stayed behind, saying that this was their home and they weren't leaving. The cats that did leave found new territory and created new clans.
(See more lore from the moon 0 post)
Allegiances
(Spoiler warning as this will stay up to date with the current moon posted)
Strawberryclan
Leader:
Strawberrystar - A medium furred rosetted ginger tom
(Apprentice: Greenpaw)
Deputy:
Waterpelt - A short furred pale gray tom
Medicine cat:
Flightsky - A long furred white and black ticked tabby tom
Warriors:
Fallowspirit - A medium furred dark brown rosetted point tom
Rainlilac - A medium furred silver rosetted point tom
Apprentices:
Greenpaw - A medium furred silver tabico she-cat
Kits:
Cobrakit - A long furred pale ginger ticked tabby she-cat
Lemonclan
Leader:
Lemonstar - A medium furred pale gray bengal point she-cat
Deputy:
Thriftgrass - A medium furred dark gray marbled tabby she-cat
Medicine cat:
Droughtwatcher - A medium furred light brown ticked tabby tom
Blinkpaw - A short furred light brown bengal she-cat
Warriors:
Darkspots - A long furred brown rosetted tom
(Apprentice: Tawnypaw)
Apprentices:
Tawnypaw - A medium furred ginger rosetted tom
Kits:
Codkit - A long furred white tabby she-cat
Blueberryclan
Leader:
Blueberrystar - A long furred pale grey rosetted she-cat
Deputy:
Ramblingheart - A short furred golden marbled tom
(Apprentice: Shimmerpaw)
Medicine cat:
Scorchsplash - A medium furred pale ginger and white she-cat
Warriors:
Ducklake - A medium furred dark brown tabico she-cat
Redblossom - A long furred dark ginger ticked tabby tom
Lotustail- A long furred dark brown tabico she-cat
Apprentices:
Shimmerpaw - A medium furred dark ginger and white tom
Kits:
Whitekit - A medium furred white tom
Bananaclan
Leader:
Bananastar - A long furred silver torbie point she-cat
(Apprentice: Lizardpaw)
Deputy:
Peatdrop - A medium furred black speckled she-cat
Medicine cat:
Doveshine - A medium furred silver tabby she-cat
Warriors:
Iriswhisker - A short furred light brown speckled tom
(Apprentice: Sandpaw)
Batnight - A short furred silver tom
Greyfur - A medium furred silver tom
Apprentices:
Sandpaw - A medium furred pale ginger she-cat
Lizardpaw - A short furred dark gray and white she-cat
It’s finally the day of the gathering. Strawberrystar has successfully made it through her first moon of being leader. Strawberrystar leaped onto the Tallstone. “Every cat old enough to leave camp please gather here for a clan meeting!” His voice rang across the clearing.
The clan slowly left their dens and got up to gather under the Tallrock to listen to Strawberrystar. “Today is the first gathering as Strawberryclan! We must make a good impression on the other clans so I expect all of you to be on your best behavior. I would allow everyone to go to the gathering but someone has to stay behind to watch Cobrakit. I will not choose anybody because I don’t want it to seem like I’m punishing them so if someone would offer to stay behind that would be great.” He surveyed the clan.
“I can stay behind.” Flightsky offered.
“No, you’re the medicine cat. We might need you there.” Strawberrystar told him.
“I’ll stay.” Fallowspirit offered next. Strawberrystar nodded. “Alright, that’s settled then. Let's go.” He leaped off the Tallrock and exited camp with his clanmates following him.
He led his clan through their territory, crossing the thunderpath and the twoleg bridge across the river. They finally arrive at the Grassfields and climb down the cliff. Strawberrystar looks around and noticed they were the last clan to arrive. Strawberrystar hurried to the rest of the leaders. They all greeted each other and they prepared to jump onto the Tall Tree to start the gathering.
“Wait, before we start,” Strawberrystar hurriedly said. All the leaders turned to him. “Later, could you guys ask your clans if they like the idea of marriage?” He then went on to explain what it was. All the leaders nodded and agreed to ask their clans and hold a vote. If most cats vote for marriages then it will commence. The leaders jumped onto the Tall Tree. Bananastar yowled to start the gathering.
The cats from all four clans gathered around to listen to their leaders. Bananastar was the first to speak. “We have had a good first moon. This moon we welcomed Sandfur as a new warrior of Bananaclan!” The clans cheered for Sandfur. Once the cheering died down Bananastar spoke again. “On her assessment patrol Sandfur was able to drive a dog off the territory all by herself!” Bananastar stepped back to let the next leader speak as there were more cheers from the crowd. Strawberrystar spotted the pale ginger she-cat in the crowd of Bananaclan cats sitting tall, puffing her chest with pride.
Strawberrystar was next to speak. His pelt prickled at all the cat's stares. “Strawberryclan’s first moon has been good too.” He reported in a shaky voice. He took a deep breath and made himself stand taller to look more like a leader. “We’ve only found one rogue on our territory but other than that the clan is settling in well.” He said more confidently. He stepped back and Blueberrystar stood up to speak next.
“Blueberryclan is doing well as well.” Blueberrystar sighed. “We did lose an apprentice this moon. Shimmerpaw was taken by twolegs after being caught in a twoleg trap. He is a white cat with dark ginger spots. If you see him please lead him back to Blueberryclan.” She looked at each cat and turned back to the leaders. Bananastar put her tail on Blueberrystar’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, we’ll find him.” The long furred she-cats nodded to each other.
Lemonstar stepped up next, head high with authority. “Lemonclan has had an excellent moon! A patrol chased off a dog and we’ve been settling in well.”
Bananastar stepped back forward. “That concludes this part of the gathering, if you guys would like to mingle you can.” All the cats sat awkwardly as silence fell over the clearing. The clans stared at each other but no one moved. Lemonstar leaped down and called for his clan to leave after a few minutes. The rest of the leaders followed and the clans left the gathering.
Sorry I never posted anything related to pride month. I keep forgetting to post. I was originally gonna draw some cats with their pride flags but that never happened. Maybe if I find motivation to in the future? Anygays, happy pride month <3
“Rainlilac, Fallowspirit!” Waterpelt said. “We’re going on patrol.” Rainlilac groaned as he got up from where he was sunbathing to join the patrol. Fallowspirit dragged his feet as he walked. He’d rather be in his nest sleeping. It’s too early for this. Fallowspirit thought to himself.
Waterpelt noticed their attitude. “Hey, I don’t make the rules.” He told them. “You guys are the only two warriors in the clan right now so you have to do your jobs.” Waterpelt turned to lead them out of camp and Rainlilac scoffed. “Well that really wasn’t necessary.” He muttered to Fallowspirit. Fallowspirit nodded.
Waterpelt raised his tail for the patrol to stop after walking through the territory, searching for prey, for a while. “Fallowspirit, go over there incase the mouse tries to run that way.” Waterpelt whispered and pointed to his left. Fallowspirit nodded and spotted the mouse in the long grass.
“Rainlilac,” Waterpelt turned to him. Rainlilac snapped his attention to the patrol after gazing around, not listening to Waterpelt. “Rainlilac, you are a warrior, not a six-moon-old apprentice. With such a small clan we need your attention to help.” Waterpelt sighed.
Rainlilac didn’t respond and rolled his eyes when Waterpelt looked away.
“I need you to go straight ahead and wait there. When I give the command we jump out and attack the mouse, depending on which way the mouse runs will be who attacks. But let me catch it if the mouse stays where it is.” Waterpelt eyed Rainlilac. Rainlilac slumped away, rounding around the mouse. Fallowspirit could see him mocking Waterpelt under his breath as Waterpelt turned his attention to the mouse.
Fallowspirit crept to the spot Waterpelt told him to go, the cats now lined up to make a triangle. He saw Waterpelt’s tail flick above the grass and leapt out of his hiding spot with the others. The mouse shrieked at the sight of the cats and ran towards Rainlilac before quickly turning and running into the bushes where there were no cats. Rainlilac watched coldly as the mouse ran away. Fallowspirit heard Waterpelt sigh.
“Rainlilac.” Waterpelt started to say. “Why didn’t you catch the mouse?”
Rainlilac shrugged. “You said you were gonna catch it.” He said dismissively.
“Yeah, if it was near me.” Waterpelt gritted his teeth, trying to hide his anger.
Rainlilac sat down. “Well, you looked at me like you were telling me to not catch the mouse and let you do it.” Waterpelt closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his expression trying to hide his anger. Waterpelt walked over and whispered to Fallowspirit “Could you talk some sense into him?”
“I could try.” Fallowspirit giggled. He saw that the deputy didn’t find it funny and snapped to a serious face as he walked over to Rainlilac. He pointed his head to a small clearing. “Come on, let's go practice and give Waterpelt some air.”
“Fine.” Rainlilac groaned.
They got to the clearing and sat in silence. Fallowspirit had never conducted a training session, what was he meant to do and say? “How about you start by showing me your hunting crouch?” He suggested, nervously. Rainlilac giggled and got into his hunting crouch position. Fallowspirit padded around him, carefully inspecting his crouch for any weak spots. “Why do you not like Waterpelt?” Fallowspirit asked as he adjusted Rainlilac’s foot placement.
“It’s not that I don’t like him.” Rainlilac retorted. “It’s just funny to annoy him. I mean, did you see the look on his face?” Rainlilac laughed. Fallowspirit couldn’t help but laugh too. “I guess it was pretty funny.” Fallowspirit padded to Rainlilac’s other side. “Remember to keep your tail down but not dragging on the ground.” He told Rainlilac, gently pushing his tail down a little.
Rainlilac nodded to Fallowspirit. “Waterpelt’s pretty charming. I see why Strawberrystar chose him to be deputy, he’s got a strong head.”
“Yeah?” Fallowspirit looked up at Rainlilac swiftly before going back to his inspection.
“Yeah.” Rainlilac agreed. “Though it is annoying that he thinks he’s privileged just for being the deputy.” Fallowspirit nodded. Fallowspirit stood and commanded for Rainlilac to do the same with a gesture of his tail. “I don’t think he appreciates the teasing though,” Fallowspirit told Rainlilac. Rainlilac smiled to himself. “I know.”
Fallowspirit then perked his ears and sniffed the air. "Do you smell that?" He asked Rainlilac. Rainlilac sniffed the air. "Smells like a rogue!" Rainlilac said with excitement.
"You stay here and make sure we don't lose them and I'll grab Waterpelt." Fallowspirit quickly turned away before seeing if Rainlilac acknowledged his orders.
He found Waterpelt quickly and told him about the situation. Waterpelt followed Fallowspirit to where he left Rainlilac. When they got there Rainlilac was staring into the distance, watching a cat run away. He moved his ear towards them and turned his head. There was a small bit of blood smeared on his face. "I chased away the rogue!" He told them excitedly. Fallowspirit laughed. "I can see that." Waterpelt sighed in dissapointment, though his face looked amused with Rainlilac's antics.
I think there's something that needs to be said about encouraging readers to leave feedback.
For me it's not about "tell me my writing is amazing and stroke my ego"
It's more about "please engage with me so that I can experience your joy secondhand and foster a connection with you"
I understand that not everyone wants this in their reading experience, some people are shy and a million other reasons why maybe someone wouldn't want to engage and that's perfectly fine!
But what I'm trying to steer away from is being a passive content creator with passive consumers. What I want to steer toward is fostering a community that is essential to fandom. I want to see your reactions because it makes me feel like I'm a part of something.
On encouraging reblogs —
I understand that not everyone is comfortable reblogging, especially explicit content. This is ok!
But just consider that the only reason you were able to enjoy a fic or fanart is because someone else shared it, and by not sharing it yourself you are potentially robbing someone else of the opportunity to enjoy it as much as you did.
As OPs our reach only goes so far and this website relies on reblogs in order for anything to truly get seen by a wider audience.
So that's really it! That's why I encourage these two things at the end of every story I post. Not because I'm trying to be demanding and "make people feel bad" if they don't do it.
I know most other social media sites encourage mindless content consumption and that's just the way of the world nowadays, but I am from a time when community was at the heart of fandom and I just don't want to lose that.
But what I'm trying to steer away from is being a passive content creator with passive consumers. What I want to steer toward is fostering a community that is essential to fandom. I want to see your reactions because it makes me feel like I'm a part of something.
a while ago, one of my mutuals was considering quitting writing. her fics weren’t doing as well, and the algorithm wasn’t favoring her writing like it used to.
so as a collective 10-15 writers, we all reblogged her fic once each. that alone put her writing at the top of the tag.
it makes a difference. way more than you think. it doesn’t matter if people see it because of you, it still gets promoted by the algorithm.
Sorry I never posted anything related to pride month. I keep forgetting to post. I was originally gonna draw some cats with their pride flags but that never happened. Maybe if I find motivation to in the future? Anygays, happy pride month <3
To illustrate this post by @mayahawkse I would like to visualize to you the difference:
A post in 2023:
A post in 2014:
A zoom out of the same post:
This is what a community looks like.
See how in 2023 almost all of the reblogs come from the OP, from their few hours/days in the tag search. Meanwhile in 2014 the % of reblogs from OP is insignificant, because most of the reblogs come from the reblogs within the fandom, within the micro-communities formed there. You didn't need to rely on tags, or search, or being featured. Because the community took care of you, made sure to pass the work between themselves and onto their blog and exposed their followers to it. It kept works alive for years.
It's not JUST the reblog/like ratio that causing this issue, it's the type of interaction people have. They're content with scrolling and liking the search engine, instead of actually having a reblogging relationship with other blogs in their community.
Anyways, if you want to see more content you like, the only true way to make it happen is to reblog it. Likes do not forward content in no way but making OP feel nice. Reblogs on the other hand make content eternal. They make it relevant, they make it exist outside of a fickle tumblr search that hardly works on the best of days.
Something I see mentioned often is "I don't have many followers, my reblog won't matter" which is untrue.
First of all, reblogging, commenting and interacting is how you start gathering your own micro community, second of all— you literally do not know how far a single reblog from you could go in the long run.
For instance, let's say you only have one person reblog from you, and that person only have one person who reblogged from them also, and so on, and somewhere ten reblogs down the line a very large blog reblogs it and boom, the post is getting more and more exposure!
You see, it does not matter if you don't have a large following so long as you cultivate a micro community with the people you do enjoy interacting daily with.
As you can see in the second picture I added, most of the reblogs were between very small groups of people, and occasionally it'll lapse into a large blog that would create a bigger reblog pool. BUT STILL. Saying that you don't have many followers and so it doesn't matter if you don't reblog is UNTRUE.
Even if someone just randomly wanders into your blog one day, it's beneficial for both sides because A. Seeing you reblog content they like might be enough for them to follow you B. They would be exposed to new content creators they didn't know previously and might also follow / reblog from them!
So yes, do not underestimate what your reblogs and words mean, just because you're not 'big' or whatever. It is not how tumblr works!!
P.S IT IS NOT CRINGE TO REBLOG 10 YEARS OLD CONTENT ON TUMBLR. YOU SEE IT. YOU LIKE IT? REBLOG IT. DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU DIG IT FROM THE DEPTHS OF HELL ITSELF. XOXO :'D <3
Flightsky sat in his den preparing some traveling herbs for himself. This was the first half-moon meeting for the medicine cats and Flightsky was nervous. He really wanted to talk to the other clan's medicine cats about his dream and to speak with Starclan.
He left his den into the quiet of the camp. All the cats were in their dens for the night. Fallowspirit was guarding the camp entrance as he left. “Safe travels, Flightsky.” Fallowspirit called after him. Flightsky nodded his head and continued for the grassfields. He dreaded the long walk ahead of him to the Moontree. He had only been the clan's medicine cat for eight days but he was already tired.
He walked through the forest, past the double tree, across the thunderpath, crossing the river on the twoleg bridge, and lastly climbing down the rocks into the grassfields. He saw Droughtwatcher, Blinkpaw, and Scorchsplash already waiting there. He inspected Droughtwatcher. The Lemonclan medicine cat was already 180 moons old. I wonder how long he has left. He then looked at Blinkpaw. She was already 8 moons old but looked so young next to Droughtwatcher. Good thing Droughtwatcher already has an apprentice. He then remembered his own age. He was getting old and should try to find an apprentice soon. It’d be the safe thing to do.
The medicine cats exchanged greetings with each other as they waited for Doveshine. She climbed down the hill from the Blueberryclan side of the border a few minutes later.
“I hope you didn’t have to wait too long.” She nervously giggled.
“Not long at all.” Droughtwatcher responded.
The medicine cats started their trek along the river to the Moontree. After they crossed the thunderpath Flightsky said “I need to tell you guys something.”
All the medicine cats turned their heads to listen. “I had a dream from Starclan a few nights ago.” He told them. “I was gathering herbs along the river by the Lemonclan border and there were three lemons and then rotted after a minute. The sky then split half and half with day and night and the lemons changed back to normal and not rotten.” He was talking so fast and forgot to breathe, the image still clear in his mind.
Blinkpaw looked scared. “What does that mean for Lemonclan?” She asked in a quivering voice.
“Well, clearly something bad is going to happen to Lemonclan that makes the clan rotten.” Scorchsplash said in a matter-of-fact voice.
“So does something with the day and night have anything to do with saving Lemonclan?” Doveshine chimed in.
The medicine cats nodded their heads. “I think it’s too soon to tell what the omen means.” Droughtwatcher told them. “If Flightsky only had the dream a few days ago it means it’s something that will happen in the future, but not yet. So keep it on your minds but don’t worry yet.”
All the medicine cats nodded again. Flightsky trusted that Droughtwatcher was right. He was the wisest of them all and knew the most about how Starclan worked. Flightsky felt as if a weight was lifted off of him. He was glad for the advice the other medicine cats had given him.
Flightsky chased Cobrakit around the camp. Cobrakit laughed as he chased her. Flightsky tried to focus on playing with Cobrakit but his mind was somewhere else. His dream he had a couple days ago is still fresh in his mind.
He caught up to Cobrakit. “Tag!” He said, trying to sound happy for her sake.
“Nooo!” Cobrakit screamed, playfully. “Okay, it’s your turn to hide!”
Flightsky sighed. Greenpaw, who was staring off into space, was sitting near them. Behind her he could see Waterpelt and Strawberrystar talking. He listened in on their conversation.
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Waterpelt asked. “No clan has ever done it before.”
“That’s why I want to try it.” Strawberrystar insisted. “If we don’t try we’ll never know if it works.”
“Got you!” Flightsky turned and Cobrakit leaped on top of him. “Why didn’t you hide?” She asked him. Greenpaw walked over from where she was sitting.
“How ‘bout you leave Flightsky alone, I’ll play with you instead.” She told Cobrakit. Flightsky got up and smiled at her gratefully. He shook out his pelt and walked over to Waterpelt and Strawberrystar to join their conversation.
Strawberrystar saw him coming and raised his tail in greeting. “Hey, Flightsky.” He said.
Flightsky sat down and asked “What are you guys talking about?”
“My idea about marriage.” Strawberrystar responded. “Waterpelt doesn’t seem to think it’s a good idea.”
“I’m just saying there are many flaws in it.” Waterpelt growled. “It just complicates things.”
“What do you find to be flaws?” Flightsky asked in a calm voice.
“Well, to start.” Waterpelt thought for a minute. “What if the cats break up? What do they do then?”
“They can get divorced.” Strawberrystar responded.
“And how would that work?” Waterpelt asks. Strawberrystar thought. “They would tell the leader they want to be divorced and then silently spread the news around the clan. And that’s that.”
“How do they get married?” Waterpelt asked next. This time Strawberrystar was quick to respond. “Well, first, one cat proposes to the other. If the other cat says yes then they tell their leader and the ceremony will be scheduled for sometime the next moon. At the gathering they can invite the other clans to come too. The leader will officiate the wedding and they get married. They can also choose to take one of the others' name.”
“How does changing a name work?” Waterpelt asked, confused.
“So, say you have two cats named, um,” Strawberrystar thought for a minute. “Frostwhisker and Leafpelt. When they get married they can choose to keep their names the same or change them. When they change their names their prefix stays the same, but Frostwhisker can change to Frostpelt or Leafpelt can change to Leafwhisker. If the two have kits they can also choose to have their kits take the name too.”
“And how does the kit taking the name work? What if they have five kits? Do all of them take their name?” Waterpelt asked.
Strawberrystar was ready to respond, expecting that Waterpelt would ask that. “I imagine that before their warrior ceremony the family talks and the kits can decide if they want to take a name. If their parents didn’t take each other's names then nobody would take another name.”
“What if the kits don’t have married parents?” Waterpelt asked next.
“Then they don’t take a name either.” Strawberrystar answered.
“What about leaders?” Waterpelt continued. “Their names have to end in 'star, so would their mate take ‘star as a name?”
“That’s the only exception. When the leader gets married both cats keep their name.”
“What if there’s another cat in the clan with the same suffix, do you just change their name too?” Waterpelt asked with a smug expression on his face, hoping to catch Strawberrystar this time.
“No, they get to keep their name. It doesn’t really matter if another unrelated cat has the same name. It’s basically just a gesture to show how devoted they are to each other or if they want a legacy name, you know?” Strawberrystar told him.
There was a pause for a heartbeat until Strawberrystar asked, “Anything else?”
Waterpelt shook his head. “It’s settled then.” Strawberrystar puffed his chest. “I’ll ask the other clans about it at the gathering!”
Strawberrystar padded out of Flightsky’s den. He breathed in the fresh, dawn air. He looked around, searching for his apprentice, Greenpaw. He spots her grooming herself outside the apprentices den. He calls her over. Greenpaw looks up and stretches before walking over to him.
“What are we doing today?” She asked.
“Flightsky told me he needs some watermint, so we’re going to search the riverbed for some.” He flicked his tail, signaling for her to follow him and they exit the camp.
“How are you liking the clan so far?” Strawberrystar asked her, making small talk. He hoped he set a good impression as leader in the first five days of the clan.
“It’s fun here.” She responded. “Mostly everyone here is nice.”
Good. “If anyone’s ever bothering you you can always tell me and I’ll deal with them.” He told her. Greenpaw smiled at Strawberrystar.
“Why did you choose Waterpelt to be your deputy?” She asked Strawberrystar.
Strawberrystar was taken aback by the question. Why did I choose Waterpelt to be deputy? “I, um.” He started to say. “He seemed like he’d be a strong head for the clan, especially since I’m way too young to be leader. I respect his judgment, you know?” Greenpaw nodded understandingly.
They walked in silence for a heartbeat. “I bet I can beat you to the river.” Strawberrystar teased Greenpaw. Greenpaw pretended to be offended, over exaggerating. “I bet not!” She exclaimed. Greenpaw bolted away, getting a head start with Strawberrystar quickly running behind her.
Greenpaw skidded to a halt in front of the river. Strawberrystar stopping a heartbeat after her. “Told you.” Greenpaw said, puffing her chest with pride.
“That wasn’t fair.” Strawberrystar said, panting. “You got a head start.”
“I still got here first.” Greenpaw turned away. Strawberrystar laughed. He trotted to catch up with her. They walked along the riverbed searching for the green, leafy herb.
“Hey, isn’t that watermint?” She asked Strawberrystar, pointing to a plant poking out of the mud. Strawberrystar padded over to inspect the plant. “Yeah, I think so.” He said. They worked together to pluck some leaves from the plant. They picked up the leaves and walked back to camp.
They entered camp and Waterpelt was walking out of camp with his patrol. He raised his tail in greeting when he saw them. Strawberrystar returned the greeting, also raising his tail. They entered camp and saw Cobrakit playing with a leaf. She looked up and her eyes grew big when she saw them.
They walked over to the medicine den. When they entered the den Strawberrystar dropped the herbs. “Flightsky?” He called. The black and white medicine popped his head out of a crevice in the rock where he had his herbs stored.
“Thank you.” He quickly padded over and picked up the leaves to put in his herb stores. He walked back out and asked them in a hushed whisper, “Did you see anything weird? Perhaps, three lemons across the river?”
Strawberrystar shook his head. “No, why do you ask?”
Flightsky shrugged. “No reason.”
They exited the den. Three lemons across the river, that’s oddly specific. He then remembered Flightsky had mentioned he had a dream earlier that day. I wonder if it has anything to do with the dream he had.
Cobrakit ran over to Greenpaw and Strawberrystar. “Can Greenpaw play?” She asked hopefully. Greenpaw looked expectantly at Strawberrystar. He chuckled. “Sure thing. We’ll train some more later, okay?”
“Okay! Thank you!” Greenpaw chased Cobrakit around camp, their laughs filling the air.
Strawberrystar walked over to the Tallstone and leaped on top of it. He laid down and watched Cobrakit and Greenpaw chase each other around. He was proud of his clan, even if it was really small. He hoped to keep the good energy within the clan.
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Flightsky woke in his nest, startled. He gasped for air, grateful that this time he breathed real air. He looked around his empty den. That must’ve been a dream. He thought to himself. Was it a dream from Starclan? He sat up and shook the moss from his nest out of his fur.
Strawberrystar burst through the den entrance. “What’s wrong?” Flightsky asked him.
“I had a dream!” He exclaimed, his pelt prickling with excitement.
“Really?” Flightsky said. I wonder if he had the same dream. “So did I.”
“Okay, I’ll say mine first.” Strawberrystar told him. “I dreamed of the idea of marriage.” His eyes sparkled with excitement.
“Yeah…?” Flightsky said, trying to sound happy. “And what’s that?” He asked. So it was not the same dream.
Strawberrystar took a big breath. “So, basically, after two cats have been mates for a while one can propose to the other and they get married. Basically just to show that they’re serious about each other and want to spend the rest of their lives together. A cat could also say no to the proposal if they’re not ready. And if the tragedy of two married cats breaking up happens they can get divorced. A cat could also take the last name of the other, an exception being made for leaders since their names have to end with ‘star.” Strawberrystar looked expectantly at Flightsky.
“Seems like you put a lot of thought into that.” Flightsky commented.
“Oh yes!” Strawberrystar bounced. “It’ll be an idea that lasts for centuries!”
Flightsky nodded his head and there was an awkward silence. “So, what was your dream?” Strawberrystar asked, breaking the silence.
“Oh, it was nothing important.” Flightsky responded. He’s too young to know what it means.
“Oh, okay!” Strawberrystar stood up. “See you around!” Strawberrystar turned to the den entrance.
Here's two things that the Fruit Clans do that don't happen in the canon books.
When a cat becomes a warrior they go on a solo patrol as an "assessment" to see if they are worthy of being a warrior. In the game whatever the cat comes across I have to proceed. If the cat dies then they weren't meant to be a warrior. The only cats who don't do this are the medicine cats.
Speaking of medicine cats, they are allowed to have mates and kits but it's still not normalized and most medicine cats who do are frowned apon even though it's "legal" in the code now.
