Valley Of Stars

Seasons ago, an exodus from an ancient Clan high in the mountains led to the rise of 3 Clans in the valley below, where cats have lived in relative harmony following the warrior code. But the shadows cast by the mountains and actions of cats long past hang heavy over the Clans, and a danger from the peaks above threatens their way of life... Valley of Stars is a warriors fan story that follows three(?) original Clans, MeadowClan, MarshClan, and MountainClan as they come to terms with their past and the path that their warrior ancestors have set them on.

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Goldendawn, Medicine Cat of MeadowClan

a fluffy gold and cream tabby molly with amber eyes

Goldenkit > Goldenpaw > Goldendawn

“My job is to heal all the aches and pains in this Clan, even the ones our eyes can’t see, remember? Sometimes the wounds in our hearts and minds scream louder than the ones on our pelts, and yours are quite loud.”

Affiliations

Current: Meadow Clan

Age

63 moons

Kin

Mother: Kestreltail

Father: Brackenstripe

Brothers: Lionstar, Lightningstrike

Medicine Cat Position

Preceded by: Beewing

Personality

Goldendawn is the caring, compassionate, and almost maternal medicine cat of MeadowClan. She is gentle and kind, and very few cats can speak badly of her. She acts as a mother hen for her Clan and cares for them as she would her own family, though luckily for her most of the Clan isn’t as reckless or goofy as her littermates, whom she adores, but is always two pawsteps away from strangling for their antics. Regardless, she tends to speak with a soft voice and carries a calm demeanor, making refusing treatment, or saying no to her in general a very difficult task, something she takes advantage of. She is resourceful and diligent and understands that there is more to caring for her Clan as a medicine cat than simply healing up wounds, but also in tending to the minds of her Clanmates who may struggle to cope with the hardships of Clan life, and it is not uncommon for her to hold little therapy sessions with her clanmates, and many of them, and even many cats from the other Clans have come to view her as a close confidant, and a shoulder to lean on.

Backstory

Born to the deputy and a senior warrior, Goldenkit felt extreme pressure to follow her brothers on the path of a warrior, despite always knowing that her heart lie in the medicine den. To her relief the, just days before her apprentice ceremony, the medicine cat Beewing received an omen as the sun rose over the meadow, washing the entire camp in gold, an omen that Beewing took to mean that Goldenkit would take the Clan into her care as his next apprentice. Her family was supportive of this, and honored even, which inspired Goldenpaw to be the best medicine cat she could be. 

She was a quick learner, and frequently impressed Beewing. It was clear that Goldenpaw was born for her role. However, as much as she loved healing, and as much as she loved unraveling the mysteries of StarClan, she regretted the growing rift she felt between herself and her brothers, and wished that she would have more time with them; she could tell that they were struggling, but the separate paths she and her littermates walked prevented her from being alongside them as they navigated their new lives. 

This abrupt change was only worsened as leafbare approached. Not only were warriors hungry and cold, they were also vulnerable to sickness and herbs were scarce in the frosty weather. To top it off, it seemed as if war with PeakClan looked over the horizon, threatening every cat’s safety. Knowing this, Goldenpaw was relieved by her father and Petalstar’s attempts at pursuing peace, knowing that if cooler heads prevailed, her Clan could get through the harsh leafbare unharmed.

Her hopes of a peaceful season however, were dashed one day collecting herbs, when she had a vision of a blood red sky above the mountains, and a circle of falcons above, an omen she interpreted to mean that danger and war loomed amongst the rocks and snow in PeakClan’s territory, and she shared it privately with Beewing, who agreed with her assessment. This came to fruition when her brothers and senior warrio Falconheart returned to camp carrying the body of her father. Wracked with grief, she couldn’t help but feel that the falcons in her dream had had something to do with the ginger warrior, and though she expressed this fearfully to Petalstar, the leader seemed to take it to mean that her son could save the Clan from PeakClan’s onslaught, and so he was made deputy. Trusting Petalstar, Goldenpaw attempted to swallow her fears.

As her beloved Clan was thrown into vicious and bloody battles that cost them friends and family members, Goldenpaw tried to keep it together, supporting her mother between managing all the horrors of the war. As the fights dragged on, she realized that it wasn’t just her mother who seemed to be paralyzed by grief, panic, and shock in the wake of the traumatic conflicts tearing the Clan apart. She became determined to try and ease her Clanmates of even the suffering she could not see, by giving them the room to express their experiences, and attempting to treat those symptoms accordingly with support and suggestions. She continued to do so even after Falconheart was exposed as a traitor, and the battles with PeakClan ended.

This is what ultimately earned her her medicine cat name, Goldendawn, both for the omen that signaled her apprenticeship, but also for the beginning of a new expectation for all medicine cats, to treat their clanmates’ minds as well as their bodies. She has lived up to this expectation since and, now the sole medicine cat of MeadowClan, happily serves her Clan under her brother’s reign. She remains one of the biggest advocates for peace and cooperation amongst the Clans and has come to be highly respected across all borders.

Trivia

She is a trans molly

She is the middle kit in her litter

She is the closest to Kestreltail, and always makes sure that her mother is ok, understanding that she never truly recovered after her mate’s death

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Echoflight, Deputy of PeakClan

a short, fluffy gray tabby molly with a cream underbelly and blue eyes

Echokit > Echopaw > Echoflight

“Don’t you worry about any of that, dear. I’ll take care of it, ok?”

Affiliations

Current: PeakClan

Age

49 moons

Kin

Sisters: Dawnbird, Silverpaw

Sibling: Windyfur

Mate: Wolfstep

Daughters: Leopardpaw, Duskpaw

Son: Talonpaw

Nieces: Icefall, Snowshine

Deputy Position

Preceded by: Blizzardstar

Personality

Echoflight is beloved throughout her clan for being a softspoken, gentle molly, and she is well regarded as being the heart of PeakClan. She is the emotional side to Blizzardstar’s tactical leadership, and her close knit relationship with all of her Clanmates makes her a wonderful liaison between Blizzardstar and the rest of the Clan, able to use her charisma and influence as a way to reassure them of Blizzardstar’s good intentions, as the tom can run a little closed off and secretive. She truly does love PeakClan, and a natural mother, cats both young and old seem to flock to her for advice and support, and her, having already lost many family members, welcomes her Clanmates with an open heart, considering each of them to be a treasured member of her family. She isn’t much of a fighter, but is very articulate, and encourages her Clan, as well as her own children to use their words, not their claws.

Backstory

Echoflight has always considered herself to be quite average. Having lost her parents young, as kits she and her littermates, Silverkit and Windykit looked up to their older sister Dawnbird and enjoyed frequent visits from her friend Blizzardbite. The kits often played with the warriors and practiced their moves. Echokit, however, realized that she didn’t much care for fighting, and wondered whether or not she was being pulled towards the medicine den. She may have considered pursuing it, but upon understanding that Windykit could see no other future for themself, she didn’t mind becoming a warrior apprentice. 

She and her siblings were made apprentices in newleaf. But the next leafbare was harsh and made hunting difficult, and the mountainsides treacherous. While her sister, Silverpaw was eager to get out there and be the best apprentice she could be in a time of crisis, Echopaw was more wary. She wished she could be in the medicine den with Windypaw, warm and safe, but knew that becoming a medicine cat because she was cold and hungry was a rotten way to think and decided that it was for the best that she be there to keep her overzealous sister in line. Unfortunately, however, one fateful morning, while out hunting, Silverpaw slipped off an icy ledge, and crashed through a frozen stream. Echopaw and their mentors weren’t able to get her out. Echopaw, Windypaw, and Dawnbird were devastated, and in a turn of events more bitter than sweet, Echoflight was made a warrior not long after. Having lost her sister, Echoflight sought to comfort her Clanmates who were also reeling from feelings of loss during the harsh leafbare as sickness swept through the camp. 

She was given an apprentice to mind when MeadowClan and PeakClan started to have some tension at the worst possible time. Additionally, with Blizzardbite deputy, Dawnbird expecting, and Windyfur acting as sole medicine cat after the sickness, she was mostly navigating alone. She was devastated when Dawnbird was lost to her too, further into the war, but she coped with her grief by being there for Blizzardbite and her nieces, Snowkit and Icekit as well as her Clanmates, as helping them keep their lives together distracted her from the fact that hers felt like it was falling apart. During this time she bonded with Wolfstep, a warrior also reeling from the grief of losing a sibling. 

She didn’t expect to be made deputy, but accepted the position when Blizzardstar became leader, and followed his lead in trying to bring the war to an end. After the war, and after Snowshine and Icefall were made warriors, Echoflight realized that it suited her to raise kits, and she wanted to raise those kits with Wolfstep. When she found she was expecting, she continued her duties from the nursery. Her kits have been apprenticed, and shes holding up despite having lost Windyfur suddenly. She has her mate kits and friends to get her through it.

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Nightstorm, Deputy of SwampClan

a muscular, battle-scarred black tom with a graying muzzle and tailtip, and amber eyes

Nightkit > Nightpaw > Nightstorm

“You heard your leader. What are you waiting for? Get it done.”

Affiliations

Current: SwampClan

Age

85 moons

Kin

Sister: Briarberry

Mate: Owleye

Daughter: Otterfang

Sons: Leechtooth, Addershade

Grandsons: Scorpionpaw, Batpaw, Viperpaw, Crabpaw, Tadpolekit

Granddaughter: Salamanderkit

Nephew: Tigerstripe

Deputy Position

Preceded by: Darkstar

Personality

Nightstorm is a gruff, serious tom, a far cry from the troublemaker he once was in his youth. Mellowed by age and duty to his Clan and family, Nightstorm is a tom of few words, and few actions unless you’re particularly unlucky. Having been a troublemaker in his youth, he knows all the tricks in the book that apprentices and young warriors pull, and is swift to put his foot down and set the younger cats straight, lest they make the same mistakes he did when he was young and land themselves in trouble. He’s well known to be a stickler for the rules, and a staunch defender of the warrior code.

A militant warrior despite his age, he is intimidating to and respected by not only cats in his own clan, but by the other Clans as well. However, he boasts a remarkably calm head and collected demeanor, even when his fur is ruffled by unruly apprentices or disrespectful warriors. He can rip you apart without having to raise his voice or unsheathe his claws. He is incredibly loyal to Darkstar, and often takes her word at face value, but it is generally his disciplined, clear-headedness that has prevented the fiery molly from escalating Clan conflicts.

Backstory

Unlike his polite, well mannered sister, Briairkit, Nightkit was a nightmare from day one. He had a penchant to talk back and defy older cats, and his lack of regard for authority irritated the cats around him to no end. His apprentice ceremony was pushed back a moon, hoping that providing the kit with some consequences for his actions would weather his bad behavior. Unfortunately, his behavior only worsened. Instead of pushing his ceremony back another moon, it was decided that he would be apprenticed to a strict, and harsh senior warrior, but it just seemed like Nightpaw’s nasty temperament just worsened the more restrictions that were placed on him. His disdain for authority and the code left the Clan simply exasperated.

His apprenticeship trudged on long after Briarberry was made a warrior and earned her name. Nightpaw began to grow irritated with the way that his apprenticeship was dragging on, and so he decided that he would prove beyond a doubt that he deserved to be a warrior even though the sticklers in his Clan thought they could hold him back. He turned to his younger denmates and tried to convince them to join a little scheme of his. A family of owls had begun nesting at the edges of the territory, and were uncharacteristically aggressive. The Clan had deemed it best to leave them alone, and avoided hunting in the area, which Nightpaw felt to be a waste. He managed to convince three of his fellow apprentices, Ivypaw, Cormorantpaw, and Owlpaw, to accompany him sneaking out and attacking the owls. However, when the group arrived to attack the owls, they were overwhelmed. Ivypaw and Cormorantpaw were killed by owls, and the remaining two were forced to stagger home, battered and bleeding, Owlpaw having even lost an eye in the fight. Nightpaw found himself in enormous trouble as a result of the ordeal, and was banished from camp for a whole moon.

While he was away, fending for himself, he discovered that he needed his Clan to survive, and returned, hungry and disgraced. After a long and genuine apology, he was given his warrior name, Nightstorm, the storm suffix cited by Shadestar as having been given to him as a reminder that if he lost himself, he could prove as disastrous to the Clan as a raging storm. He began to obey orders, although he still lived in relative disgrace. When it was brought to his attention that he would be given a small sickly kit as an apprentice, he realized that his Clan seemed to be giving him a task he was designed to fail, to make a warrior out of the sorry scrap of fur. He mostly neglected his new apprentice, Darkpaw, until one night she slipped out of camp and injured her paw. He saw his own mistake in hers, but unlike he did, instead of wallowing in self pity, the young apprentice became a fighter, determined to keep her dignity. He developed a deep respect for her because of this and resolved to train her as best as he could, and the two developed a strong bond. He couldn’t have been prouder of her when Darkstrike became a highly respected warrior in the Clan.

After training Darkstrike, he settled into his life as part of the Clan, supporting her through her relationship issues, and starting a new romance of his own with Owleye. They found comfort in each other over the failed attack party of their youth, and grew close eventually deciding to become mates and to start a family.

He was proud when his former apprentice was made deputy, and even prouder when she ascended to leadership and made him her deputy. He tries to be the best deputy he can, upholding the warrior code and doing whats best for SwampClan. He is getting up in age but has decided not to retire, and will likely remain deputy until the day he either dies, or until his paws give out from under him.

Trivia

He has an estranged relationship with his sister and kits. Not a bad relationship, but hes just not sure how to be that affectionate with them. His kits sometimes even call him “sir”, their relationship is that weird.

He is terrified of birds

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Houndpelt, Deputy of ThicketClan

a tall brown tabby tom with a uniquely spotted pelt and green eyes

Hershey > Houndkit > Houndpaw > Houndpelt

“With all due respect? You’re a complete mouse-brain.”

Affiliations

Past: Kittypet

Current: ThicketClan

Age

77 moons

Kin

Mother: Irisdapple

Father: Unknown

Littermates: Mars, Cadbury, Lindt

Mate: Doveheart (formerly)

Daughter: Honeypaw

Deputy Position

Preceded by: Emberstar

Personality

Houndpelt was renowned within ThicketClan as being a hardworking, although otherwise average and respectable warrior. As a senior warrior, Houndpelt was generally noble, diplomatic and sensible, keeping any plans and ambitions close to his chest, but always putting ThicketClan first. Houndpelt is typically easy to get along with, that is, unless you challenge him in a way he deems unfairly (which, in all honesty tends to be most instances), but these all built up some notably leader like qualities that seemed to build up to a pretty suitable candidate for a potential deputy.

However, after being nominated as Emberstar’s first deputy, Houndpelt has revealed a drastically different side of himself, as his authority has granted him to room to be pushy and demanding, of not only his Clanmates, but of other Clans as well. Determined to put ThicketClan first, Houndpelt has exposed himself to be a wily and ambitious cat, who seems to view himself as the strong authority figure his Clan needs in light of their young and inexperienced leader. He is known to give orders without consulting Emberstar first, and encouraging ThicketClan cats to push their borders a bit. One would think that many cats would find this behavior outrageous, and some do, but Houndpelt is skilled at persuading his Clanmates and even his leader that he has only the utmost respect for ThicketClan, it’s leadership, and for the code, but chances are that he’s out to serve his own interests and ambitions.

Backstory

Houndpelt was born a kittypet, although he has almost no recollection of it beyond stories that his parents had told to him. Houndpelt was born Hershey, alongside three other kittens (a small litter by kittypet standards) to pure bred bengal mother, Iris. Iris was somewhat young and owned by beginner breeders, and was meant to be bred for purebred kittens, but escaped and became pregnant with the kits of a stray cat, though luckily for her owners, all of her children possessed passable bengal traits. Iris was agonized as each kitten in her litter was taken from her and sent to other houses, and once only Hershey was left, she made the decision to flee her home with her remaining kit. She took Hershey and left, making a home for herself in the woodlands near the Moonfalls, far away from any Twolegs that could snatch her last baby from her. 

Iris had poor hunting skills, and spent the first few days of her new life hungry. Iris worried she would run out of milk due to hunger, and just when she was worried they’d have to give up and return to their Housefolk, she encountered the first cat she’d seen in a while, a medicine cat named Spottedbelly who had somehow heard the cries of the hungry kit, and had come looking to help. He escorted the hungry family back to ThicketClan where they were fed, cared for and ultimately decided to make their home. Iris became Irispaw to denote her training, while Hershey was named Houndkit by the Clan, for his unique, spotted pelt that reminded them of the dogs they sometimes saw at the Twoleg Camp. Irispaw stayed in the nursery until Houndkit was weaned, when she started going out for warrior training, which she openly disliked, preferring to stay with her kit. Still, she eventually became a warrior earning the name Irisdapple, the Clan clearly fascinated by her foreign coat.

Houndkit grew up and was apprenticed, normally, despite Irisdapple’s constant fussing over him. However, Houndpaw, despite knowing only life in ThicketClan was aware that he was different from his clanmates, which confused him throughout his training. Cats didn’t expect him to catch onto hunting or climbing as quickly as they did other apprentices. This was a point of shame for Houndpaw, and he knew that no matter how hard he tried to blend in with ThicketClan, he would always be seen as a kittypet thanks to his telltale coat. Irisdapple, sensing that Houndpaw was self conscious of his heritage, became even more overprotective of him, aggressively defending him from even the smallest slights against him. Although he was embarrassed, and trained hard to be as good as any other apprentice in the Clan so she wouldn’t need to defend him, Houndpaw was incredibly grateful to his mother, whom he grew very close to.

When he became a warrior, there was no question that Houndpelt was a capable ThicketClan warrior, through and through, and he was respected among his Clanmates. However, early on in his life as a warrior, Irisdapple developed a lump in her belly that made her very ill, and she joined StarClan after a few moons of declining health. Houndpelt suddenly felt alone in his Clan, once again reminded that he was different than the rest of his Clanmates. He became determined to prove that he was the best ThicketClan warrior despite his heritage.

Moons later, at one Gathering, he was introduced to a MeadowClan queen named Doveheart, who was accompanying her newly apprenticed daughter, Blossompaw, to her first Gathering. He had never met or heard of either of them before, and was quickly made aware that she was once a kittypet who had fled her home with her remaining kit, after her Twolegs had taken the other kits in her litter, and joined MeadowClan, a story that was so eerily similar to Irisdapple’s that he couldn’t help but be fascinated with the pretty molly. He looked forward to meeting her at every Gathering. She didn’t seem to quite fit in with Clan life, and he enjoyed sharing experiences with her and giving her advice, and soon they were arranging secret meetings with each other. Houndpelt liked being able to be a loyal ThicketClan warrior by day, and meeting Doveheart by night, not feeling at all conflicted. That is until Doveheart informed him that she was expecting kits. His kits. Terrified about the possibility that he would go back to having his loyalty question, he snapped and told Doveheart that he would never see her again, and threatened that if she revealed the heritage of her kits in retaliation, that she, Blossompaw, and the new kits would be forced to return to exile. She complied with his demand, and they went their separate ways.

Houndpelt went back to living as a respected warrior, and felt his hard work had been vindicated when Emberstar suddenly took leadership and named him deputy. He has noticed a certain MeadowClan apprentice at Gatherings that shares some striking similarities with him, but despite how suspicious this may seem, he has yet to be questioned about it, and has no intention of calling attention to it, preferring to keep his respect, integrity, and position of deputy.

Trivia

His mother, Irisdapple was a snow bengal

He absolutely knows Honeypaw is his, and suspects she knows it too but refuses to acknowledge her or Doveheart to this day

He is not close to Spottedbelly nor does he respect him because he considers the old tom responsible for Irisdapple’s death due to Spottedbelly not being able to save her despite having moons to try and figure out how to

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Lightningstrike, Deputy of MeadowClan

a lithe, ruffled golden tabby tom with amber eyes

Lightningkit > Lightningpaw > Lightningstrike

“Hard work is commendable, sure, but why go through all that trouble when you could get the same results doing less? Some cats may call it laziness, but me, I call it efficiency.”

Affiliations

Current: MeadowClan

Age

63 moons

Kin

Mother: Kestreltail

Father: Brackenstripe

Brother: Lionstar

Sister: Goldendawn

Deputy Position

Preceded by: Lionstar

Personality

Lightningstrike is an upbeat warrior who is definitely still young at heart with tireless energy to expend in service of his Clan. He is fantastic at balancing his responsibilities as deputy, a brother, a son, and a friend and he loves MeadowClan more than air. He had a rocky relationship with his brother once, but as deputy, he has grown closer to him and now is very close to both his siblings. A brave and skilled fighter, he rightly earned the –strike suffix for his ferocity and battle prowess. He has matured from the days when he was a wild young warrior with a whole valley to conquer, and has mellowed significantly, though he still boasts a fiery temper. Proud, brash, and headstrong, Lightningstrike is unafraid to stand his ground on matters he’s passionate about, and is fiercely protective of his family and his Clan and anyone who dares talk badly of either in his presence had better say their prayers, as StarClan has given him claws that he doesn’t hold back.

Backstory

Lightningkit was born along with his siblings to the Clan deputy and an experienced and respected warrior in Kestreltail. Feeling the pressure of the Clan’s expectations from an early age, Lightningkit coped by evading responsibility and garnering a reputation within the Clan as a troublemaker, often dragging his siblings into his schemes, and many of his clanmates worried about the cat he would become. 

However, when he was apprenticed, he found himself under the watchful eye of esteemed senior warrior, Chiveclaw, and while he tried to keep up with his penchant for mischief, Lightningpaw found that neither of his siblings seemed to have the time for him. Goldenpaw was busy with her medicine cat training, and Lionpaw too busy with his mentor and distracted by other things to pay Lightningpaw any mind. This caused Lightningpaw to grow a bit resentful, and he found himself lashing out more often, as he started feeling isolated and neglected, left on his own to crack under the pressure of his clanmates’ expectations.

He immersed himself in training, battling and sparring hard with his denmates. He was difficult to beat on skill alone, but his temper and unchecked aggression drove him to attack hard and fast, often accidentally injuring his fellow apprentices and training partners. His volatile nature may have extended his apprenticeship under normal circumstances, but with a war with PeakClan looming eerily on the horizon, he and his brother were made warriors, and he was given the name Lightningstrike.

As his Clan prepared tirelessly for battle, he found himself with purpose and drive, always having something to do, and he began to feel a lot more comfortable in his own skin during the wartime effort. He patrolled more, helped Goldenpaw collect herbs, and spent time taking steps to protect his Clan. However, he noticed that Lionfur was frequently missing from camp or distracted, and he wondered what could be puzzling his brother’s mind during this time of uncertainty. So once, when they were on a patrol with their father and Falconheart, Lightningstrike noticed Lionfur slip away, and tailed his brother to the edge of the territory and into the Horseplace. He watched in shock as Lionfur met up with the Horseplace kittypet, and together the two of them hunted together and shared prey. Angrily, he confronted Lionfur, and after being kicked out by the kittypet, continued his squabble on MeadowClan land before finding out that Brackenstripe had been murdered. Angry, and blaming Lionfur for not being there for their father, Lightningstrike withdrew from Lionfur to comfort his grieving mother and sister. As the Clan, and Lightningstrike prepared for war, Lionfur once again became spotty and Lightningstrike grew even more resentful of his brother, focusing all that anger and the grief of losing his father and clanmates in battle into the bloody war with PeakClan, and protecting Wheatpaw, his new apprentice.

He supported Falconheart’s leadership while Petalstar was ill, up until one night on the dusk patrol, when Lionfur’s kittypet friend ran to him, pleading he go help Lionfur, who was being attacked just beyond the territory. Putting his disdain for the kittypet aside, Lightningstrike immediately led the patrol there as quickly as he could, expecting to find rogues, as they were too far from the PeakClan boarder, but when they arrived, it was Falconheart they saw pinning Lionfur to the ground, paw raised as if to deliver a fatal blow. Lightningstrike immediately called out, throwing Falconheart off, and giving Lionfur time to defend himself, inadvertently killing Falconheart in the process. 

After Lionfur explained to them Falconheart’s treachery, and the truth about the war with PeakClan, Lightningstrike understood what his brother had been doing, and during the moons of Lionfur’s deputyship, the two found time to reconnect, and repair their damaged relationship, and the final olive branch came in the form of Lionstar offering him the deputy position once he ascended to leadership following the death of Petalstar. The two are now very close and are a deputy-leader duo not to be messed with.

These days, Lightningstrike has calmed down considerably, and although he’s no longer as young as he used to be, he still dreams of taking a mate and starting a family, but until then, he’s happy helping his brother and sister look after his Clan.

Trivia

He is the eldest of his siblings

His appointment to the deputy position was extremely controversial among the Clan, because it put every high rank Clan position (leader, deputy, medicine cat) into the paws of Lionstar’s family.

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Blizzardstar, Leader of PeakClan

a heavily scarred, massive, fluffy white tom with a pronounced underbite and icy blue eyes

Blizzardkit > Blizzardpaw > Blizzardbite > Blizzardstar

“If you have the energy to complain, then you certainly have the energy to hunt. Now, either go make yourself useful, or kindly, shut your trap and leave me in peace.” 

Affiliations

Current: PeakClan

Age

80 moons

Kin

Mother: Glacierfrost

Father: Saltstorm

Half Sister: Paleclaw

Half Brother: Slatemask

Mate: Dawnbird

Daughters: Snowshine, Icefall

Cousin: Iciclestorm

Leader Position

Preceded by: Snowstar

Personality

One look at Blizzardstar’s size and powerful underbite is enough for many cats to shy away, and for good reason; Blizzardstar is a decorated warrior who has fought many a battle and had earned quite the name for himself throughout the Clans. He has a reputation for being brutish and violent, however, Blizzardstar is no longer as young as he used to be and is mostly war-weary. This does not mean however, that he is passive or weak, but rather, he is a force to be reckoned with and makes sure that everyone knows it. He can come across as aloof, cold, and distant, and is quick to dole out harsh words when disturbed or irritated. True, he enjoys his solitude most of the time, but has a soft spot for his daughters and kits and often spends time with them and in the nursery, although he often finds himself dejected when the kits are fearful of him because of his appearance. 

Among the other leaders, Blizzardstar likes to present himself and his Clan as a beacon of strength, and comes off proud, enjoying his reputation of strength for better or for worse. Still, he is on good terms with most of the leaders although his introverted nature makes him some what of an anomaly, as he doesn’t tend to share or socialize much with others, something that his own Clan has noticed him doing when dealing with them as well. Despite his stand-offish, secretive nature, however, there is no doubt that he he is a powerful leader, and that he will stop at nothing to see PeakClan flourish.

Backstory

It was originally assumed that Blizzardkit’s mother, Glacierfrost, was expecting three or four kits during her pregnancy. However, when she started kitting, it was discovered that she was not in fact expecting multiple kits, but just one, and his size caused complications during the kitting, and unfortunately, Glacierfrost joined StarClan soon after. As a result, Blizzardkit’s father, Saltstorm, withdrew from caring for his kit, and left him in the care of the nursery queens who passed Blizzardkit around and helped to raise him, although he longed for his father’s attention and affection. He never knew his mother, but Blizzardkit internalized his father’s rejection of him as guilt over causing the death of his mother, and he came to secretly view himself as a bad omen despite constant reassurances that he was an asset to the Clan. 

Blizzardkit’s self esteem plummeted further when younger kits feared him for his stature and the pronounced underbite he developed as he grew. Realizing this, the leader, Snowstar, took pity on the practically abandoned kit, and decided that Blizzardkit needed help developing his self-esteem. In addition to publicly condemning Saltstorm’s negelct of his only kit, she decided that when Blizzardkit was apprenticed, that she would mentor him herself, and she did. Blizzardpaw was awkward and timid, despite his size, but was a quick learner, and slowly began to grow more confident under Snowstar’s nurturing guidance, coming to see her as a motherly figure. Snowstar’s support softened the blow when Saltstorm took a new mate and moved on, having two other kits of his own, whom Saltstorm paid much more attention to than he ever had to Blizzardpaw.

Blizzardpaw found himself comforted by his mentor, and his denmates, who all seemed ready to fight tooth and nail to defend and support their big soft denmate. In particular, he was becoming very close friends with one of his denmates, a spunky young molly named Dawnpaw, who was helping Blizzardpaw come into his own, and shake off the self-hatred of his youth. He and Dawnpaw became training partners, and it was because of sparring and hunting with her that he learned that he had a powerful biteforce thanks to his unusual jaw structure, and he began to grow into a powerful warrior and fine hunter. Dawnpaw may have cheered him on the loudest when he received his warrior name, Blizzardbite. He returned the favor when she became Dawnbird.

The two became inseparable as time moved on, even training their apprentices together when they became mentors. They hunted and patrolled together, and no one was surprised when the two of them decided to become mates.Their happiness was short lived however, as one of the leafbares that followed was unusually harsh, making prey rather scarce, and greencough was sweeping through PeakClan’s camp. the deputy, Whitebranch, had fallen ill, and with him seemingly whiskers away from joining StarClan, there was serious talk about who would become the next deputy. Blizzardbite was the obvious choice, and when Whitebranch passed, Blizzardbite accepted the position. Not long after, tensions began to run high with MeadowClan, and at the worst possible time for it, Dawnbird announced she was expecting kits.

As tensions rose higher with their rival Clan as MeadowClan grew more aggressive, launching an all out war, Blizzardbite became torn between his duties as deputy and his duties as a mate and father-to-be. A couple moons into the pregnancy, he and Dawnbird took a walk around the territory and exchanged harsh words at the border with a passing MeadowClan patrol, which resulted in the MeadowClan warriors exchanging blows with Blizzardbite who chased them off. The stress however, induced early labor in Dawnbird, and she began kitting far from camp. Blizzardbite was faced with the difficult decision to fetch help from camp rather than stay with her. With the medicine cat’s help, Dawnbird gave birth to two daughters, but died of exhaustion on the way back to camp, devastating Blizzardbite, as history seemed to repeat itself. Blizzardbite vowed not to make the same mistakes his father did, and just about moved into the nursery to help raise his daughters, Snowkit and Icekit.

On one of his many walks to process everything and clear his head while his kits and Clan slept, Blizzardbite encountered a MeadowClan warrior skulking around his territory. Despite almost attacking him, he listened to the young warrior’s pleas to hear him out, and the warrior, Lionfur, explained that he suspected treason within his camp and was looking for evidence to prestent to his leader to help end the war between their Clans, which Blizzardstar, desperate for peace, obliged, and he frequently met with Lionfur to give and receive information, and was relieved when he was able to help Lionfur’s cuase, but not before the death-throws of the war robbed Snowstar of her last life, and he became leader. Using Lionfur as a bridge, Blizzardstar worked closely with the MeadowClanners to bring about an end to the war. To this day, Lionstar and Bizzardstar share an extremely close bond, and consider each other allies.

Blizzardstar has been a great leader to his Clan for many moons. His deputy is Echoflight, Dawnbird’s sister, and a close friend of his, and together they take excellent care of PeakClan. Blizzardstar’s greatest pride right now is in his two daughters, who just received their warrior names, Icefall and Snowshine, and he looks forward to many more moons of peaceful leadership.

Trivia

He is the largest cat in the valley by far

He named his daughters with the suffixes -fall and -shine to represent and honor how their mother taught him to take risks and brought light into his life respectively, and to represent that she lives on in the two of them

He still has a very bitter relationship with his half siblings Paleclaw and Slatemask

Although he respects Lionstar as a rival leader, he is extremely close to the MeadowClan leader, and considers him one of his closest friends, although he’d be embarrassed to admit this fact

[honeyshines]

Darkstar, Leader of SwampClan

a small tortoiseshell tabby and white scarred molly with green eyes

Darkkit > Darkpaw > Darkstrike > Darkstar

“Keep carrying on the way you’re doing and I’ll be the one who’s looking down at you. So please. Try me; I’m looking forward to it.”

Affiliations

Current: SwampClan

Age

68 moons

Kin

Mother: Lilyclaw

Father: Vulturetuft

Brother: Jaggedleaf

Mate: Frecklenose

Sons: Flameleap (adopted), Lizardkit, Frogkit

Daughter: Turtlekit

Leadership Position

Preceded by: Shadestar

Personality

Don’t let her short stature fool you, Darkstar is not as cat to be taken lightly, and certainly is not a cat you’d want to cross. She tends to be aggressive by nature and sports an extremely short temper and lack of tolerance for any actions or words she deems to be disrespectful. Darkstar commands respect from the cats she encounters and doesn’t hesitate to ask for it, claws unsheathed. Her reactionary nature and fighting spirit, while admired by her Clanmates, is off-putting to the other Clans, who either grow weary of walking on eggshells when in her presence and avoid dealing with her to the best to their ability, or are simply intimidated by her.

When her temper isn’t running away with her, however, Darkstar makes a protective and motherly leader to her Clan. She runs a tight ship and observes every action her cats take with a watchful eye, and has a tendency to intervene and correct (and sometimes even overcorrect) her Clanmates when things aren’t running to her liking. Although this can ruffle her Clanmates’ fur, no SwampClan cat can argue that her methods aren’t efficient and incredibly effective in making sure that SwampClan activities run smoothly and safely. She takes her rules and leadership very seriously, because she wants the best for her Clan and her family who tend to be the only cats lucky enough to see this tough molly’s softer side.

Backstory

Darkkit was born extremely small and very sickly compared to her brother, and many cats worried that she would not survive her kithood. Still, her parents refused to give up on caring for her, and, though she spent a good amount of her kithood in the medicine den, she pulled through. However, because of her small size and frail nature, her denmates easily bowled her over and injured her during play, and as a result, ridiculed her and excluded her from games. She took comfort in spending time with her littermate, Jaggedkit, who, in solidarity, kept her company while she spent time in the medicine den and refused to play without her.

Her apprenticeship was pushed back by a moon, much to her chagrin, and when she was apprenticed, she was given Nightstorm as a mentor, a brand new warrior with a propensity to defy authority. Many cats viewed his recieving Darkpaw as an apprentice as a punishment for the headstrong young tom, including Nightstorm himself. Outraged, a young Darkpaw attempted to sneak out in the night, and run away from her home in SwampClan where she felt largely unwanted. During her attempt to escape through the wetlands, she mistook a snapping turtle for a stepping stone, and it sunk its jaws deep into her right front paw. A nightwatch patrol heard her shrieking and yowling, and rescued her, but her paw was badly damaged, and she was removed from apprenticeship while she healed. Once again, Jaggedpaw, now the medicine cat apprentice cared for her while she recovered.

Word of her injury spread fast, and it was determined that due to the damage to her foot, she may never be able to use the paw properly again, as the damage was so extensive, she could barely move it. Determined to prove the rest of her Clan wrong, she and Jaggedleaf worked and worked at her recovery, until she was able to become an apprentice again moons later. Darkpaw developed a nasty temperment and consistently started biting back against the cats that dared to ridicule her or underestimate her, never backing off without a fight. This impressed Nightstorm greatly, and he began taking a genuine interest in his apprentice, training her and teaching her how to fight with the best of warriors, even with an injured paw. The two developed a close bond, and Nightstorm aslo began taking up defense of his apprentice, not that Darkpaw needed the help. Despite being incredibly behind on her training, she was showing up many of her Clanmates and warriors, not necessarily in brute strength, but in strategy.

She impressed her new denmates and earned their respect, getting very close to another apprentice named Frecklepaw. She was developing a crush on the other molly when she was given her warrior name, Darkstrike, and swept away from the apprentice den. She wouldn’t admit it but, she almost wished that she hadn’t been made a warrior, missing sharing a den with Frecklepaw. The two remained friends, but drifted apart slightly as Darkstrike tended to her warrior duties. Darkstrike hoped that they would get closer when Frecklenose became a warrior, but almost immediately, Frecklenose announced she was pregnant with the kits of rogue-turned-SwampClan warrior, Scorchstep, a charming tom. Although he attempted to be there for Frecklenose, it was clear that neither of them were quite ready for parenthood. Feeling spurned, Darkstrike once again turned back to her warrior duties.

Darkstrike soon was becoming a well respected model warrior, and had even been given an apprentice of her own to mentor. She tried not to pay attention as Frecklenose’s and Scorchstep’s relationship deteriorated, revealing that nothing had really been there to begin with, leaving both warriors hurt, and their kit confused. Feeling sorrier for the three of them now than she was angry, She tried to comfort and support Frecklenose and Flamekit, also coming to befriend Scorchstep along the way, developing an understanding with the tom, who agreed to raise Flamekit with Frecklenose as friends, while Frecklenose and Darkstrike moved into more romantic territory.

When the Clan deputy died, Shadestar made Darkstrike her deputy, and Darkstrike served faithfully for many moons until she ascended to leadership. When Darkstar needed a deputy, she turned to her former mentor, Nightstorm who grew alongside her and has been her rock since. Now a no-nonsense leader, Darkstar is highly respect within her Clan, and especially by her mate and their three new kits, whom Scorchstep agreed to surrogate for the two of them.

Trivia

She is one of the smallest cats in the valley

She is so insecure about her size that she often tries to bush her fur out to appear larger than she is

She cannot unsheathe the claws on her injured paw, and she lacks significant range of motion

[honeyshines]

Emberstar, Leader of ThicketClan

a bright ginger molly with a darker saddle, one white paw, and yellow-green eyes

Emberkit > Emberpaw > Embercloud > Emberstar

“Ok so the dog scared away a lot of the prey in the territory! No big deal! We can just send out some extra hunting parties to try their luck near the borders! No problem! Hey, Houndpelt can you- uh. Oh... I haven’t sent out any border patrols or scouts to make sure the dog is actually gone, have I? Oh... Oops... Sorry...”

Affiliations

Current: ThicketClan

Age

34 moons

Kin

Mother: Robincloud

Father: Alderclaw

Littermates: Cardinalkit, Gingerkit, Rosekit

Sister: Marigoldpaw

Aunt: Cherryflower

Cousins: Squirrelstripe, Mapleleap, Thunderkit, Sparkkit

Great-Uncle: Spottedbelly

Leader Position

Preceded by: Featherstar

Personality

Poor Emberstar. Nobody, not even herself expected her to become leader so young, let alone so quickly. Having only been ThicketClan’s leader for a few moons now, she was deputy for even less than that and is still getting her footing in a leadership role, to put it lightly. Prior to her leadership, she had been a bright and positive young warrior who may have grown into her own given some time to become accustomed to authority, but since suddenly ascending to her position, she has withdrawn significantly, and is wracked with uncertainty. A bundle of nerves, Emberstar constantly worries that she is letting down her Clan with her inexperience, and although she certainly isn’t a bad leader, and tries her best to be what her Clan needs her to be, and to care for them to the best of her ability, she often feels like she can barely move two pawsteps without being swamped by debilitating self doubt.

Still, outwardly, she remains upbeat and plucky to reassure her Clanmates, and understands the need to reach out to the other Clans and create strong connections both inside and outside of ThicketClan that will help her navigate leadership. Her nerves have lead her to a certain kind of humility, and she is optimistic that by surrounding herself with more experienced leaders and warriors, and by remaining amicable and open to constructive criticism, she can take her leadership one step at a time and eventually become the leader her Clan deserves. She is soothed by knowing that she has a very positive reputation in her Clan, and that they will be cheering for her every step of the way.

Backstory

Emberstar has always been ThicketClan’s little darling whether she has noticed it or not. from the moment she set paw out of the nursery, Emberkit was loved by her Clan. Her mother Robincloud, the leader’s daughter, and her mate Alderclaw were somewhat young when Robincloud had kitted her first litter, and unfortunately, three of the four kits had been born dead, devastating the new parents. Attempting to help the young parents, many of the Clan’s more experienced queens and parents, including Emberkit’s grandmother herself, Featherstar, all chipped in to help raise little Emberkit. Young and tenacious, the Clan was very taken by Emberkit’s spirit, and she gave the Clan and her parents hope that she would pull through and become a valuable asset to the Clan.

As she grew and was apprenticed, Emberpaw benefited from a variety of privileges and favors granted to her by Featherstar and the many of the Clan’s senior warriors. Naturally, one would think that this garnered her some resentment among her denmates and peers, and of course it did, but Emberpaw’s open and friendly demeanor, and willingness to stick up for and help the cats around her earned her many more friends than it did enemies, and her inability to let her favor in the Clan get to her head impressed many of her Clanmates including her mentor, Milksplash, the Clan deputy. Emberpaw was actually granted the opportunity to become a warrior slightly early, but she declined, preferring to attend her ceremony alongside her denmates.

Shortly after earning her warrior name, Embercloud was out on patrol when she heard pitiful whining coming from near the Twoleg Camp. Upon further investigation, she discovered a queen attempting to free her kit, tied up in what appeared to be a stiff, tight spider’s web, cutting into his paws. She and the patrol immediately came to their aid, and helped chew and untangle through the webbing, and released the kit. The queen and her kit were taken back to camp, where they described how they had been attacked by a group of Twoleg kits, and begged the Clan for sanctuary while her kit recovered, which they were granted. After they decided to stay, earning the Clan names Greengaze and Lightkit, Embercloud was honored to become Lightpaw’s mentor once he was old enough to be apprenticed. Embercloud found that she liked being a mentor, and developed a close bond with Lightpaw.

Later on during that Greenleaf however, Milksplash was captured by Twolegs near the Twoleg camp, leaving the Clan without a deputy. ThicketClan awaited Milksplash’s return for 3 moons, but when she did not come back, Featherstar decided that it was time to select a new deputy, and she elected Embercloud for her devotion to her Clanmates and strong moral compass. Embercloud was surprised, but happily accepted. The Clan was content with this choice; Featherstar although getting on in age, had 3 lives left, leaving ample time for Embercloud to grow into her position. However, in a terrible twist of fate, near the end of Greenleaf only a couple moons into Embercloud’s deputyship, a bear wandered into the territory, attracted by Rubbish from the Twoleg Camp, and in an attempt to defend a patrol, Featherstar was viciously mauled and carried off by the bear, presumably eaten by it as well. 

All of a sudden, Emberstar was now leader of ThicketClan, and vastly unprepared for her role. She nominated Houndpelt, a senior warrior to be her deputy, hoping that this would provide her with some much needed advising, but the two don’t see eye to eye on many issues, and she worries that her deputy may be trying to undermine her authority. Since then, she attempts to take confidence in Lightspring, her mother, father, and her father’s uncle, Spottedbelly the medicine cat, as well as his apprentice Cinderstep, who Emberstar had been an apprentice with, but had never really forged a strong bond with until recently. Cinderstep is now Emberstar’s closest friend, and many cats speculate about the true nature of their relationship, although neither molly has said anything about it. In addition to seeking help within her Clan, Emberstar has cultivated a strong bond with both Lionstar of MeadowClan and Darkstar of SwampClan, hoping that they can advise her on matters of leadership. Emberstar may be inexperienced, but she is doing all she can to be the best leader she can be.

Trivia

She is the youngest cat to ever become a leader in the valley

[honeyshines]

Lionstar, Leader of MeadowClan

a large fluffy golden tabby tom with a scarred muzzle and amber eyes

Lionkit > Lionpaw > Lionfur > Lionstar

“What should it matter where you were born any more than it does how or why? What matters is that you’re here, and your heart is here, with us. That’s all it takes to be a true MeadowClan cat, if you ask me.”

Affiliations

Current: MeadowClan

Age

63 moons

Kin

Mother: Kestreltail

Father: Brackenstripe

Brother: Lightningstrike

Sister: Goldendawn

Cousins: Ambereyes, Copperstep

Leader Position

Preceded by: Petalstar

Personality

 Lionstar is the good-natured leader of MeadowClan. He is considered by many of his Clanmates to be the backbone of MeadowClan, and he often presents himself as a fatherly figure to each and every member of his Clan, despite having no kits of his own. He is very personable for a leader and very involved in the everyday affairs of his Clan. It isn’t uncommon to catch him sharing tongues with other cats, or to see his Clanmates coming to him for comfort and advice. He is admired by many cats for his fair and just leading style and his devotion to promoting peace and striving to prevent and avoid conflict at all costs. Even in dealing with his own Clan, he hardly ever raises his voice, and is pragmatic in handling issues, a kindness he extends even to other Clans. 

However, some cats have rumored that the gentle giant is too soft and too welcoming of outsiders to truly lead MeadowClan. This thought process is quickly corrected when Lionstar is pushed too far. Beneath his gentle demeanor is a fierce MeadowClan warrior through and through, who will not hesitate to lay each and every one of his nine lives down to defend his Clan and every cat within it.

Backstory

Born to Brackenstripe and Kestreltail, along with his siblings, Lightningkit and Goldenkit, Lionkit and his siblings were well loved by the Clan from the moment they were born. The son of the deputy and one of the Clan’s most respected warriors, the Clan believed that the kits were born to do great things, and were raised with support and admiration not only by their parents, but by the rest of the Clan as well. Apprenticed to the young but promising warrior, Falconheart, Lionpaw once again felt like a proud MeadowClan cat, and did his best to make his mentor proud. Falconheart was the son of the leader then, Petalstar, and therefore well respected, and very demanding as a mentor leaving Lionpaw feeling as though he was constantly in need of approval. He slowly found himself isolated from Lightningpaw due to constant training, and even further from Goldenpaw as their paths rarely crossed with her pursuing the path of a medicine cat. Despite this, he became very motivated to make his leader and Clan proud, and despite the hit his relationship with his siblings took, he developed a very positive reputation within the Clan. It was clear that Lionpaw was destined for greatness in MeadowClan.

However, as it would any young cat, the limelight and pressure began to weigh heavily on Lionpaw’s mind, and he found himself taking long walks around the territory whenever he could, for some air. One day while exploring the border near the Horseplace, he encountered a young kittypet named Bopeep that lived in the barn and was cared for by the Twolegs living there. The two hit it off and he frequently found himself spending increasingly more time with her. He enjoyed that she knew nothing of him and his Clan, and he felt no pressure to perform while in front of her, and even more, she seemed fascinated by his life in the valley. He found comfort in Bopeep that he couldn’t in his Clan, something he felt guilty about, but saw no harm in. After all, he would always return to MeadowClan at the end of the day.

As Lionpaw aged, tensions began to rise over the border with PeakClan. The leaf-bare following his apprenticeship was harsher, and if it was bad for MeadowClan’s prey rich territory, every cat could assume it was worse for PeakClan cats on their cold and barren land. As such, PeakClan had begun to push the borders, leading to severe territory disputes. Petalstar named Lionpaw and Lightningpaw warriors in preparation, and the brothers became Lionfur and Lightningstrike respectively. Cats were cold, weak, and starving, not at all fit to fight long and bloody wars. Realizing this, Brackenstripe encouraged Petalstar to pursue diplomacy, and the molly relented, angering Falconheart, and other cats who believed that negotiation would make MeadowClan look weak, and potentially cost them precious hunting land. Lionfur, while concerned, paid little attention to this, knowing he could always find a meal when visiting Bopeep at her barn, which was warm, and practically crawling with mice.

It wasn’t long before Lionfur began to realize that he was growing too close to the kittypet, sneaking away more often to see her. It also wasn’t long before Lionfur’s family began to notice something was going on. One day, while on a hunting patrol with Brackenstripe, Falconheart, and Lightningstrike, he took an opportunity to sneak away from the patrol to meet up with Bopeep. Little did he know that his brother had broken off from the patrol to follow him, and confronted Lionfur while he was sharing mice with Bopeep. The two brothers got into a heated argument about loyalty, and feeling caught in the middle, a nervous Bopeep asked the two to leave, casting sympathetic glances at Lionfur as the two left. Once back on their territory, the brothers devolved into a squabble of claws and teeth before Falconheart, covered in blood, informed them that they had been attacked on the PeakClan border, and that Brackenstripe was dead. Their father’s death devastated the Clan and Lionfur’s family, and, guilty about not having been there, Lionfur devoted all his energy to his Clan, leaving less and less time for Bopeep.

Promoted to deputy in the aftermath of Brackenstripe’s death, Falconheart encouraged Petalstar, his mother, to strike back against PeakClan and make them pay for Brackenstripe’s murder. Petalstar relented, and the two Clans were launched into a bloody feud. Soon Petalstar fell ill for a period of time, leaving Falconheart to run the clan’s day to day operations, and leaving Lionfur to wonder about the validity of Falconheart’s claims that Brackenstripe had truly been murdered, as the deputy pushed for more violence and demands against PeakClan. Lionfur began investigating, going so far as to reach out to PeakClan cats, developing a complicated relationship with the PeakClan deputy Blizzardbite, in the process. Again, he turned to Bopeep, talking through his suspicions and plans, knowing that only she as an outsider would believe him without question, and using her as a confidant would keep his family, friends, and new apprentice, Cottonpaw out of danger. He was proven right to do this, as after coming back from a visit with Bopeep, he was attacked by Falconheart, and while he tried to fend off the ambush, Bopeep, who saw the attack happening had the good sense to find the nearest patrol and get help to Lionfur immediately. Lionfur was on the losing end of the battle when the patrol arrived, with Lightningstrike on it. Distracted by the arrival of the patrol, Falconheart lost focus, and Lionfur, in a moment of panic, clawed open his former mentor’s throat, killing him.

Although the Clan was shaken, both by the death of Falconheart, and the truth of his treachery, they were confident in Petalstar’s decision to appoint Lionfur deputy in his place, it was later discovered that Falconheart had been lacing his own mother’s food with poison to weaken her, and although she grew stronger with him gone, she never fully recovered, and Lionfur ascended to leadership after she died of an infection that wouldn’t go away. Shortly after being named Lionstar, he named Lightningstrike his deputy, hoping that it would serve as an apology, and a way to heal the rift between them.

As a leader, he has less time see Bopeep, if any, and the two have since agreed that their relationship is strictly friendly. He considers himself eternally in her debt, and as such, has become extremely welcoming to outsiders, refusing to underestimate their worth.

Trivia

He has a horrible blood phobia stemming from his fight with Falconheart and the blood that spilled on him during it

He is the largest cat in MeadowClan, and one of the largest in the valley

He is actually the youngest of his siblings

[honeyshines]

Map of the Valley Territory

More territorial/geographical info below the cut!

StarClan Place: MOONFALLS and MOONCAVERN

A waterfall that flows from a steep cliff into a pool below, Moonfalls is provides the Valley Clans with all of their water sources, which is important to them both territorially and culturally. Just behind the falls is a deep cavern filled with colorful bioluminescent flowers, fungi, and moss that give the falls an eerie backlight at night, especially under the light of the moon. The cave, called Mooncavern, is where medicine cats go to share with StarClan and leaders go to recieve their nine lives. All apprentices are required to make a pilgrimage to this location prior to taking their warrior assessment.

Gathering Spot: LIGHTNING TREE ISLAND

A bit of land carved out by the Valley’s streams and equally accessible to all four Clans, Lightning Tree Island is relatively barren save for soft grasses and sand, some stones and the huge burnt tree that rests a top a hill. The tree, seemingly hit by lightning many seasons ago sometimes releases drops of condensation, giving the appearance of glittering stars in the branches under the full moon. Leaders sit in a high up hollow in the tree and address the Clans below, while deputies sit upon the roots, and medicine cats just at the base of the tree. If StarClan disagrees with happenings at the Gathering, cloudcover over the moon prevents the condensation from sparkling and the Gathering must disperse.

MEADOWCLAN (blue)

MeadowClan makes its home among the rolling hills and fields at the foothills of the mountains. These fields, though very exposed and somewhat vulnerable to the elements, are prey rich and abundant with floral and plant life that are tall and provide the warriors with cover and protection while hunting or patrolling. The Flower Fields are home to lots of mice, which make up MeadowClan’s main source of prey, but skilled hunters frequently venture into the Tallgrass in search of rabbits, snakes, and landbirds, and in particularly desperate times, others may try their luck near the Wooded Pond hunting squirrels or fish, or even venture into Horesplace in search of chickens or rats. Apprentices train in a sandy hollow in the hills, and warriors can often be seen keeping watch of the territory (or sunning themselves) on the large rocks and high hills around the territory, trying to keep the Clan safe from hawks, badgers and foxes, which pose the greatest threat to the cats.

The camp is located in a dip in the hills under the shelter of an unusually large dogwood tree and surrounded by thorny blackberry bushes. Soft grasses flattened by the paws of many warriors cover the camp floor which are frequently littered with flowers both from the bushes and the tree. The leaders den is located in a carved out hollow in the bank behind the roots of the dogwood tree, and the Leader addresses the Clan from atop the roots. The medicine den can be found beneath a stony overhang in the dip of the hills, sheltered from the elements and near the butterfly bush that houses the elders. Warriors make their nests in the bramble bushes that protect the came, and their apprentices reside in the tangles of tall grass just inside the camp. Queens and their kits live in the safe tunnels of an abandoned badger set. MeadowClan has an eye for beauty and often decorates their camp, dens, and each other with flowers and berries.

THICKETCLAN (green)

ThicketClan is located in a densely wooded piece of land with plenty of treecover and undergrowth and the leaf litter underpaw warrants that warriors need to learn to stalk prey and move quietly through the woods as they hunt and patrol. ThicketClan cats usually hunt squirrels, birds, and mice, among the forest floor, and among the trees which ThicketClan cats learn from an early age to climb, sometimes even managing to come across eggs in bird nests, or nests of baby animals in the treetops. The forest has succumb to forest fires a couple times leaving a few areas of the forest burned and ashen, and shockingly good for finding and growing medicinal herbs. The territory also borders a Twoleg Camp, which needs to be monitored, as many cats have been taken from that area, and especially since apprentices train in the nearby fern glade, and the Twoleg rubbish tends to attract bears.

The camp is found in a dense hollow in the woodland trees, and protected by thick undergrowth and ferns. The cats like to sleep in the trees, and in fact, most dens are located in them. The leaders den is in the hollow of a large oak, and they give addresses from a long branch above. The medicine den is located in a clump of ferns in the shelter of a large stump, and warriors sleep in a hollow log. Apprentices sleep under the roots of a tree, and frequently clear the elders den of moss, located in a hollow stump, While queens and kits stay sheltered in ferns surrounding an uprooted tree. because so much of Clan life revolves around the trees, the ThicketClan cats have a deep respect for them and the trees that houses the leader’s den bears the clawmarks of each newly named warrior, the only instance of tree scratching allowed in the camp.

SWAMPCLAN (red)

SwampClan lives in a dense, foggy marshland that seems to get very little direct sunlight giving it a particularly dark feel. For this reason, prey tends to run at most hours of the day, dark or light. As a result of the darkness in the marsh, warriors are adept at maneuvering at night, and in fact much of clan activity is conducted after dark. Because of the marshy terrain, most of the prey in SwampClan is caught in the streams and ponds throughout the territory. The cats tend to eat fish, snakes, frogs, and young waterfowl. SwampClan cats are strong swimmers, and after trudging across muddy territory, many of them appreciate the cleansing effect of a good swim. Apprentices often times on their first day out of camp are expected to swim to their training ground, a muddy hollow in the marsh. As expected, their territory can be quite treacherous, and that cats must be wary of gators, owls, venomous snakes, and the Twolegs that come to fish at the Halfbridge at the edge of their territory.

SwampClan camp was made in the remains of an old lake, dried up by an abandoned beaver damn where the leader has their nest and on top of which Clan addresses are given. The soft sand floor of the clearing is ideal for kits who, once leaving the reed cluster that makes up the the nursery, play in the sand, and learn to swim in shallow dug out pools filled with groundwater. Warriors reside in a den situated under a thick low hanging willow, and apprentices live among a clump of cattails. The medicine cats have a shallow den dug out of the walls of the clearing and it is shielded by a lichen covered log that also serves as the exit from the camp. The elders live safely beneath a cluster of large stones and benefit from the warmth emitted from the rock. The clan values strength, and he bones of large and impressive catches are picked clean and displayed around the edges of the camp.

PEAKCLAN (yellow)

PeakClan cats roam the higher ridges of the stony cliffs of the mountainside. Due to the higher elevation, the cats have significantly less plant life in their territory, and experience slightly harsher, chillier climate than do the rest of the Clans. The rocky outcrops and steep, rolling hills are not home to a variety of prey, so the diet in PeakClan tends to consist of hares, rock dwelling rodents, and large birds that the cats work in large hunting parties to take down. occasionally the cats come across carcasses of animals such as deer or salmon, that can be stripped of meat and taken back to feed the Clan. Because there are so many cliffs and drops, cats must be aware and careful, not to mention skilled at jumping and climbing; apprentices are trained to do this on a large grassy landing, one of the safest places in the territory. Medicine cats in this clan have their work cut out for them, since falls are common, as are large predators like eagles, and wolves, not to mention the large, loud monster that runs along the Silver Thunderpath.

The PeakClan camp is nestled at the bottom of a rocky gorge higher in the mountains. Because of their proximity to the stars at their elevation, PeakClan cats consider themselves to be the closest Clan to StarClan, and tier the elvation of their dens based on rank, with the exception being the medicine den, located safely at the bottom, dug out in a cracked boulder to make it easier on injured cats, and near a stream that trickles from beneath the Rockpile left behind by a rockslide. The highest den is the leader’s, a cavern near the top of the ridge. The leader may give Clan announcements from the outcrop just outside their den, but many choose to utilize the Rockpile so as to be more easily visible. Elders live on the next level of the ridge on a plateau beneath a juniper bush, safe, and where other Clanmates make the trek up to give them anything they need. the warriors reside in a crevice under a rocky overhang below the elders den, apprentices sleep in a tangle of shrubs, and the kits and queens live in the safety of an old rabbit warren.

[honeyshines]

Hey guys! I figured I would join the fanclan bandwagon and start a blog featuring my own warriors ocs! I’ve had this story idea for a while now, and I’m excited to delve into the characters and their story, which I’m calling Valley of Stars. It features four original Clans and lots of StarClan shenanigans, found family, lgbt+ chatacters, and adventure!

I decided I’d kick off this blog with a sneak peek at all four Clan leaders and two of the story’s main characters- (left to right) Lionstar, leader of MeadowClan, Blizzardstar, leader of PeakClan, Honeypaw, a MeadowClan warrior apprentice, Hollowmoon, PeakClan’s new sole medicine cat, Emberstar, leader of ThicketClan, and Darkstar, leader of SwampClan... and a StarClan stranger with some plans for all of them.