I’ve been feeling really inspired lately by @jonnajinton videos. Not only her videos but her lifestyle. I’ve been craving nature for a while. Remember when I asked you what would be a good place to live by a forest? . Then Jonna’s channel appeared to me, reading my mind, like the internet always does, and I fell in love! ♥️ . The first video I saw was one that she recorded the sound of the ice. The frozen lake was singing and it’s so beautiful!! I didn’t know the ice could sing like that. . I know people are asking for my comics and stuff, but now I’m in a different flow. I have to be in this flow for a while, explore everything there is to explore here before I move on - or not. . I will be doing more comics soon, just not right now. . As a person who loves exploring and doing a bunch of different things, I need time to process everything I dive into. I’ve started creating some ethereal music for my YouTube videos (I have a channel, in case you didn’t know!), and that has been so much fun. . And this illustration was inspired by @jonnajinton. She has a picture in that pose wearing her jewelry and I tweaked it to create “Ice Call”. . Jonna practices Kulning, which is an ancient herding call and also used to communicate with other women. It’s just beautiful, ethereal, like old spirits calling. Like the call from Frozen 2. . . Check out @jonnajinton page and channel if you don’t know her already, and you’re welcome! . . . . . . . . . . #northernlights #icesounds #icesong #sweden #frozen #frozen2 #kulning #kulningsinging #ancienttraditions #scandinavian #icecall #quarantine #athome #illustrationartists #illustration https://www.instagram.com/p/B-VM7I-AOv4/?igshid=qyko0o0mxmpx
Icepaw was a very happy and excited apprentice, who always wanted everyone to feel the same joy as him. He loved birdsongs, and decided he could do the same as them- sing. So he sang and he sang everyday, and his clanmates nicknamed him Icesong, and called him that so much to was practically his warrior name already. His personality bounced well off his peppy mentor, Waspfeather, and he definitely over-shone his much quieter siblings, Hollowpaw and Ryepaw, and even his soft-spoken mother, Softdapple. He never had a relationship with his father, Tuftfrost, so much so that he often forgot he 'was' his father.
His songs ended the day his mentor died. She was out on patrol with his siblings, while he was at camp nursing an injured paw from stepping on a thorn. He was horrified to learn Waspfeather was murdered because she was defending Ryepaw and Hollowpaw after they mistakenly stole a BoneClan rogue's catch, thinking it was abandoned. He thought it unjust, and cruel, and stupid of the rogues, as they had hunted so close to- perhaps even over- the border of ShadowClan's territory. He was appointed to be his friend, Milkyscar's, apprentice, but that did not soothe Icepaw's anger. He disagreed with Hopestar when she decided to settle this peacefully with BoneClan's leader, Darkwhisper- or try to, anyway. A small fight broke out with the BoneClan rogues, and the clan was surprised to see Icepaw ferocity and skill in battle, as he ended up killing one rogue; the only casualty of the battle. After that, Darkwhisper agreed to a time of peace with ShadowClan, to everyone's surprise.
But Icepaw still burned with hatred. He spent his days working, training, and hunting for the clan, never resting. For once, it seemed, his father took an interest in him, but only to bring him to the Dark Forest, to meet Thistlesong, Goosestar, and other cats. But Icepaw spat in their faces, calling them just as evil as BoneClan, and to never, ever contact him again, or he'd tell Hopestar that Tuftfrost and Hollowpaw walked in the Place of No Stars. Hollowpaw convinced Thistlesong and Goosestar not to kill his brother, and Icepaw was let free from the Dark Forest's grasp. Feeling betrayed and untrusting of his brother, Icepaw kept away from him, sticking instead to his mentor, and his mentor's sister, Daisyspeckle, as well as the other apprentices who were appointed after them, Bumblepaw and Puddlepaw. Soon, Icepaw got his true warrior name after his assessment- Iceclaw, for his righteous anger, his dedication to the clan, and his skill in combat.
As Iceclaw, he grew closer to Daisyspeckle, and finally found himself singing his songs again. His clanmates soon picked up on his good mood, teasing him about his crush, and calling him Icesong again. Eventually, he and Daisyspeckle became mates, and she moved into the nursery not too long after expecting his kits. When his kits were born, he never felt more warmth burst inside him, and he'd never sung as many songs as he had that day- no, that week. He and Daisyspeckle named them Podkit, Spikekit, and Firekit- Firekit because it was the opposite of Ice, Podkit because it was plant-like like Daisy, and Spikekit because they both liked that name. Iceclaw spent every moment he could in the nursery, even sleeping in it, much to the complaints of the other queens, with how overcrowded the nursery always seemed to be in ShadowClan. But Iceclaw had the idea of expanding the nursery, and he worked hard to do so.
For his dedication, and his love, Iceclaw was given an apprentice, nervous but loyal Tornpaw. He trained her to believe in herself, to trust her instincts, and that being nervous wasn't a bad thing. He was bursting with excitement when his own kits became apprentices, Podpaw, Spikepaw, and Firepaw. He loved all of them and told them such everyday. His clanmates whispered about him becoming deputy and perhaps leader one day.
But then one day BoneClan attacked ShadowClan's camp. Iceclaw fought with the fury of a thousand cats when he saw them slaughter his beloved mate, Daisyspeckle, effortlessly, as though she was nothing. Tornpaw, despite her fears, and Spikepaw fought bravely beside him, following him when he and some of their clanmates chased BoneClan out of ShadowClan's camp and territory. But they ran to the Twolegs' Greenleaf home, where Twolegs quickly heard the ruckus and left their nests. ShadowClan wavered, but BoneClan had no fear, striking the warriors in their moment of hesitance and fear at the Twolegs. They killed Tornpaw, but Iceclaw managed to save his daughter, Spikepaw. But not without suffering severe wounds to himself. He told his daughter he was proud of her, then told her to run with their clanmates, back to camp, where it was safe. Iceclaw closed his eyes, and let darkness consume him...
Only for him to wake up in a strange world full of Twolegs and sharp smelling scents that friendly kittypets would later tell him was Twoleg medicines, herbs, and creams. He had strange things called stitches in his wounds, and a cone around his neck. He was placed in a cage, with strong silver sticks blocking him in. He was confused, terrified, and homesick... He was expecting StarClan not... this. He expected to see his first mentor, mate, and apprentice again, and all his other family.
Iceclaw was soon adopted by housefolk, who were very nice to him, loved to scratch his ears, and were content to have him sit in their laps rather than play with any toys. When they first let him out of the house, he was excited to see if he could run back to his clan- but the moment he stepped out into the world and stared around, he knew he was far, far from home. He tried, for days, exploring around and asking other cats where he was, but he always returned to his housefolk by night, knowing they would worry and keep him inside longer if he didn't. The kittypets nearby were curious and mostly friendly, and told him the housefolk called him Jack Frost. Iceclaw told them that was not his name, but refused to tell them his real name.
When he finally realized how pointless it was, that not even StarClan could find him here, Iceclaw stayed inside his housefolk's den for months, so depressed that his housefolk actually took him to vets to make sure he was okay. Eventually, he started going back outside, and hesitantly, he told the other kittypets to call him Icesong.
The songs he sung after that were always bittersweet, melancholy, and blue.
Icesong- A gentle and wise she cat, her beauty and grace are renowned amongst the clans although Icesong doesn’t care about admirers, she cares much more for the safety and happiness of her clanmates, 15/10
Robinstar- A determined and self assured she cat who doesn’t let the judgement of others phase her, she will always do what is best for her clan, even if that means battle, 14/10
I’ve had Overture to Candide stuck in my head all day... it’s so upbeat and constantly changing! Kinda like my gal Icesong, so I thought I’d draw her (again). If she had a theme song, it would be the little flute solo in Candide Overture.
