various WindClan guys from around 2018/2019 ~
In order: Hazelnose, Meadowmist, Reedfeather, Hawkheart, two Fennelpelt's, Woollycloud, Hazelnose again with a slightly different design
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various WindClan guys from around 2018/2019 ~
In order: Hazelnose, Meadowmist, Reedfeather, Hawkheart, two Fennelpelt's, Woollycloud, Hazelnose again with a slightly different design
8 and 2?? I love your art, your comic and your characters!!! Your shades and colors are beautiful!! And Cuckoochirp is my new drug dealer now!!
SKADDSJDSF THANK U SO MUCH !!!!! im rlly flattered aaaaaaaa omg thank u so so much !!!! and im glad u like cuckoochirp !!!!! and since u mentioned him why dont i toss him in for these prompts B3c
2. this was a mistake8. sunbathing
“This was a mistake,” Cuckoochirp whines out pathetically as he hovers, crouched within the ShadowClan seer’s den, his head hung low between his shoulders as Appleleaf’s head pokes out of the shadows of the dead log that connects the seer’s den to the leader’s den. Their eyes narrow in the dim light, “What’s a mistake?”
“Me - this job,” Cuckoochirp begins, “I can’t even cure my own mentor’s illness. How can I take care of RiverClan?”
“Cats die, Cuckoochirp,” Appleleaf points out bluntly, ignoring how Cuckoochirp flinches, “You can’t ward off the inevitable. Hazelnose was as old as Plumstar’s lot, they were going to pass on eventually.”
“But -,”
“No buts!” Appleleaf snaps, lashing their skinny tail as they slink about their den, “You’re good at your job, Cuckoochirp. Don’t let the passing of someone ready to move on get you down like this.”
Cuckoochirp’s eyes flicker down and he falls silent, unsure of how to respond; Appleleaf pauses, not turning from their herb assortment as they comment, “If there’s nothing else you need to address, then you better get back to RiverClan. Sulking in a dark den isn’t going to help you. Brownwhisker will be happy to escort you back to your territory.”
And so Cuckoochirp leaves without another word; he returns to RiverClan camp, spots Eaglepelt sunbathing on the elder’s den stones with his sister Robinstream, watches Plumstar rasp her tongue over Antfoot’s ear, snorts when he sees Chubstream cuff Minkclaw’s ear for whatever stupid joke she just made.
Hazelnose has been dead for three days, but life moves on - so must Cuckoochirp.
So he moves on.
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more miscellaneous windclanners from 2017-2019!
Brackenwing, Crowfur and his son Hazelnose, a friend group that crumbled years ago (Plumclaw, Mistmouse, Lilywhisker, and Leafshine), siblings (Fallowspring, Ryewhisker, and Fawnleap), and final references for the HareMouse family