#crowclaw

[quiverpaw]

there always needs to be a shitty character, and crowclaw gets that. son of ravenblood and barley, ex-mate of Feathertail and Nightcloud, and father of Breezeslash. He was born in BloodClan, but when the TNP prophecy happened he was called alongside Nightpaw, Bramblespine, Squirrelpaw, Stormfang, and Feathertail, and eventually joined Windclan when Feathertail died. He tried to be in a relationship with Nightcloud, but ended up neglectful and ignorant. Nightcloud nor Breezeslash have forgiven him. hcs: cishet

[quintessentialarts]

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[owlart18]

Me guessing what some minor warrior cats look like! 
Speedpaint: https://youtu.be/zbHPDWd4xa4

Commisions are OPEN: https://owlart18.tumblr.com/post/189767871964/looking-for-an-artist-to-commission-this-holiday

[need1etail]

WindClan Background Cats HCs

ThunderClan | ShadowClan | RiverClan | SkyClan | The Kin

- Of course, Kestrel, Hare, and Heather are all siblings. Their parents, Whitetail and Onewhisker, are close as ever in the elders’ den. They all have little family days where they just go out and hunt or sit by the lake and splash each other with water.

- Harespring and Kestrelflight always go to visit their nieces in the nursery. Harespring and Breezepelt are super close, as they trained together, and he was so excited to find out his best friend was going to be the father of his sister's kits. Kestrelflight wanted to teach them about herbs, hoping that one of them would be interested enough to want to become a medicine cat

- Ashfoot and Mudstar are the oldest cats in the Clans, which some WindClan cats see as a weakness. Crowclaw has spoken to his mother about retiring, but she’s denied that she’s ready, saying she’s still got a lot of fight left in her. But, she’s getting older and so is Mudstar. Soon, she’ll have to admit defeat, right?

- Larkpaw and Fernpaw are a couple of troublemakers. Mudstar doesn’t like admitting it, but they’re often found outside Clan territory, or on RiverClan territory. They don’t hunt on RiverClan territory or do anything bad, but Mudstar is worried Mistystar might find their scent and think they’re stealing prey.

- Oatclaw knows well that eventually he’s going to have to end his relationship with Ripplestripe and Jayclaw, but he can’t bring himself to break it off. He’s told Featherpelt about their relationship, and she’s very understanding, but she does bluntly tell him he’s not hurting anyone but himself in the end. Jayclaw and Ripplestripe mean too much to him, and he can’t break their hearts.

- Nightcloud always wanted more kits, but after her and Crowclaw decided not to be mates any longer, she realized that dream was never going to come true. She was so happy when she found out she was going to be a grandmother, and is like a second mother to them.

- Furzepelt and Sedgewhisker were both extremely close to Sunstrike, and Furzepelt and Sedgewhisker considered asking her to be consider begin their mate (neither of them knew the other was going to make a move on her), and in the end they were all in a relationship. After Sunstrike died, Furzepelt and Sedgewhisker had a falling out, but worked things out and are now happy in a relationship

- Speaking of Sedgewhisker, she’s always wanted to have kits, but after two failed pregnancies, she realized she was sterile. Furzepelt is considering carrying her kits for her.

- Flashheart is a big hopeless romantic and is constantly finding flowers for Hootwhisker. Hootwhisker happily wears Flashheart’s flower crowns around camp.

- Leaftail and Weaselfur were brothers, both very close. Their sister, Thistlepaw, passed away during the starvation in the forest territories, and it took quite a while for Leafpaw to recover. He spent most of time silent beside Weaselpaw, and only speaking to his brother. After they journeyed to the new journey, Leafpaw recovered and him and Weaselfur became warriors together. Weaselfur died of greencough and promised Leaftail he’d say hello to Thistlepaw for him.

- Sedgewhisker and Emberfoot were very close, forming a bond after Sedgewhisker’s sisters passed away. Gorsetail took a while to recover, so Sedgewhisker took refuge in Emberfoot, who was very open to talking to her. Emberfoot ended up saying he had a crush on Sedgewhisker, but she left him down easy, telling him she was still trying to figure out her current relationship. If her and Furzepelt hadn’t gotten back together, she would have gotten together with him.

[creamflame]

[txmistavetra]

I drew thistletooth with his two kits heronkit and crowkit who are now warriors,one is even a deputy! :’) he’d talk about how proud of them he is a lot probably like the old geezer he is-  Thistle would be so proud of his kiddos, he’d show them all the love in the world like all fathers should xoxox

[huckleberryblossom]

some expressions for @rollingskiesrp and @riversdivided expressions from @live4love136

also i just realized i didn't draw in whiskers on the second batch whoops

[evilpawnjewelry]

I still vividly remember the age I was when my Grandmother told me the tale of ‘The Golden Apples of Old.’ For those who do not know the tale, it can take a few days to come to the end, like a storybook but never written just passed down. The week she told me was the end of summer before the 6th grade. School was coming and the air was changing; the way it did at that time when we were young. Before the seasons were tampered with. When the summer breaks were longer and seemed to bleed to the edge of the Fall season like red ink reaching passed the seam-line on white fabric. That week I had long vivid dreams that didn’t leave me during the daytime. My Grandmother told me to write them down and I did. I believe I still remember them like a memory of life because of this. I don’t believe that it is coincidence that our dreams and our memories are recalled the same. With that foggy borderline that frames the edges. They seem to hold hands and walk together with their feet in sequence. One night I returned to the same place I had left the night before as if my daytime experience of being awake was a sleepwalking place holder until I could get back to the same place in the book. I was surrounded by trees with white flowers decorating each branch; their arms floated on a chilly wind and my cheeks were cold along with the tip of my nose. I met a women under one of the trees but it was myself just an older version of me. I scanned my ‘older self’ and her face. I looked so different that I wasn’t sure it was me but I noticed her eyes and those were my eyes. I have central heterochromia and the pattern is distinct in everyone who has it (a lot of people do) and that was the first thing I recognized. It was me! The older ‘me’ handed myself an Opal Apple; it glistened of Gold. I told my older self that I wasn’t Snow White and my ‘older self’ replied, ‘I don’t expect you to be.’ I bit into the apple and it tasted like iron. As the opening began to bleed apple juice; the air that once smelled like the sweetest flower fragrance was soon replaced with the smell of iron. The flowers began to wilt, the sky turned to night, and stars started to fall down onto the land. By the time they touched any life of the land they were the size of pebbles and felt like little hot coals landing on my skin. A reminder of rain drops but they were not wet they were fire. My older self said, ‘Go back now and remember the blood of the land is in your veins. The golden apples of old are waiting for everyone. We will meet again everyday of your life.' • • • #ThingsMyGrandmotherTaughtMe #InDreams #Nicodemus #crueltyfree #epj #ethicallysourced #tableWand #crowClaw #epjmagicktoolssedah #EvilPawnJewelry #adornyourselfinmetal #EarthMedicine #AdornYourselfInQuartz