Jun 26
thrushleaf for pride month once more :)
im too tired to really give everything a description here so uhhhh..... yeah just like make hguesses lol
seen from Ireland
seen from Germany
seen from Singapore
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Tunisia
seen from Malaysia
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United Kingdom
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from Australia
seen from Spain
seen from China
thrushleaf for pride month once more :)
im too tired to really give everything a description here so uhhhh..... yeah just like make hguesses lol
all the past and present leaders of cicadaclan + w/o text version,
the names have been... interesting. but that's what happens when some of your best warriors used to be kittypets,
Story of Greatness
Boulderstar was watching some of the kits to give the queens a rest, watching as the nine balls of energetic fluff ran around and played. One kit padded up to him.
“Boulderstar?” The tom kit looked up at his uncle. “Why do you have those claw marks on your face?”
“Well, Beetlekit.” Boulderstar began, looking at his sister’s kit and the curiosity in those eyes. “There was a big dangerous dog near camp long before you kits were born. I was closest and attacked it to try and drive it away.”
“Whoa!” Beetlekit’s eyes light up. “Did you win?”
“Of course he did!” Squeaked Kestralkit as she ran over. “My daddy would never lose to some dog!”
Boulderstar chuckled softly at his only daughter. “Yes. I did successfully chase off the dog. And then Starclan declared me Boulderstar, first leader of our lovely Grottoclan.”
“Yay! Boulderstar!” Kestralkit cheered, soon echoed by Beetlekit.
So I didn’t like the style I was doing them in before so I decided I would just do my actual style with actual lining instead of half assing it.
Here is Boulderstar, leader of CliffClan, new and improved!
Gathering
“Roseclan is proud to announce that we now have a medicine cat!” Foxstar reported to the gathering of cats, gesturing with his tail to the white molly on the stump. “We’re very fortunate to have Lightwing as a member of Roseclan.”
“That’s wonderful to hear, Foxstar.” Boulderstar smiled. “Perhaps Whiteear may show Lightwing the moon stones so that she may connect with Starclan as well. Surely, you’d love to be brought there one day yourself to earn the 3 lives of a leader.”
“Wait... 3?” Lightwing looked up at the Grottoclan leader. “Starclan gives leaders 9 lives.”
“They stopped doing that recently.” Whiteear explained. “Makes things easier for the grand storyteller.”
“What?”
“Nothing.”
Discussions of Old Friends
Boulderstar looked across the grotto as he stood next to his sister and deputy. “Do you ever miss the barn?” He pondered. “Our family and friends that we left behind?”
“Sometimes.” Pebble admitted. “But Stone didn’t want to come with us, and neither did Magpiefang and her siblings.”
“I know...” Boulderstar sighed. “Maybe we should check on them at some point soon? No doubt Shadow will have grown since we last saw her.”
Pebble nodded. “Yeah.”
A New Leader for a New Clan
Boulder opened his eyes to strange new surroundings. The sand beneath his paws twinkled with starlight. “Where... am I?”
“You’re in Starclan.” Boulder jumped as a calico tom padded forward, his pelt filled with stars just like the ground he walked on.
“Stumpyripple!” Boulder was startled by Whiteear’s shout, he hadn’t realized the molly had been there too.
“It’s great to see you again, Whiteear.” Stumpyripple purred as he nuzzled his daughter. “I see you found the test we’d provided.”
“Test?” Boulder looked at him in confusion. “What test? And test for what?”
Stumpyripple chuckled at the younger tom’s questions. “Why, that dog you dealt with rather swiftly, of course.” He purred. “Proving you are brave and strong enough to lead the new Grottoclan into a thriving clan!”
-----o-O-o-----
Stumpyripple purred as he steps up and touches noses with Boulder. “With this life, I give you bravery. Use it well to defend your clan from even the most treacherous of foes.”
Boulder felt a rush of energy flow through his body from nose to tail tip.
Next, a brown molly stepped forward.
“With this life, I give you compassion, so you may care for your fellow clan cats as if they were family. For they are.” The molly spoke in a sweet motherly tone.
Finally, a large brown tabby with black stripes stepped forward.
“With this life, I give you wisdom. Use it to guide your clan well.”
“Starclan welcomes you as Boulderstar, leader of Grottoclan!” Stumpyripple announced.
At Milkwhisker (the deputy’s) vigil:
Hawkwhisker: I’d like to say a few words.
Hawkwhisker: lmao I wish they died sooner
Boulderstar: … THIS IS A VIGIL
I WANTED CATS TO REACT TO THAT BUT THEY NEVER DO