Mar 16, 2020
MORNING PATROL
PATROL ONE, WINDCLAN BORDER (left to right): SOOTSKIP, BRIGHTFERN, SPARROWPAW, ASHLEG
PATROL TWO, SKYCLAN BORDER (left to right): SQUIRRELSCAR, MAPLESHINE, SHELLPAW, BERRYDREAM
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MORNING PATROL
PATROL ONE, WINDCLAN BORDER (left to right): SOOTSKIP, BRIGHTFERN, SPARROWPAW, ASHLEG
PATROL TWO, SKYCLAN BORDER (left to right): SQUIRRELSCAR, MAPLESHINE, SHELLPAW, BERRYDREAM
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Dark Forest Resident: Squirrelscar
Aliases / Nicknames: Killer, Stain of WindClan, My Love, Papa, Best Mate in WindClan, Squirrelstar
Gender: male
Sexuality: heterosexual
Family: unnamed mother, Branchmoss( father), Shimmerwhisker (stepmother), Sloebeak, Strawfreckle, Stumppaw (sisters), Wheatpelt, Peat (mates), Scorchkit, Treeblaze, Rosykit, Birchsmoke, Troutshine, Tigerpaw, Brindlekit, Daisypaw, Coniferpaw, Oliveshiver, Silkstar, Dahliatooth (daughters), Caterpillarsplash, Bravekit, Nightkit, Coalpaw, Honeyfern, Patchkit, Adderthroat, Boughmouse, Oakbubble, Stoatquiver, Lightningshimmer (sons), Elmpaw, Olivekit, Pinepaw, Fleetkit, Drizzlekit, Siltstalk, Blossomkit, Lightkit, Irispaw, Brokenthud (granddaughters), Whisperacorn, Bigdapple, Canopykit, Poppykit, Nutdrop, Canopyember, Butterflypaw, Weaselkit Fishpelt (grandsons), Mothpaw (great-granddaughter), Burdockpaw, Branchkit (great-grandsons)
Other Relations: Bayheart (mentor)
Clan: WindClan
Rank: leader
Characteristics: loving, brave pathfinder, good teacher, has exceptionally shitty luck
Number of Victims: 2
Number of Murders: 2
Murder Method: tripping, throwing onto Thunderpath
Known Victims: Foxash, Treestar
Victim Profile: warrior, leader who constantly reminded him of his first crime
Cause of Death: 1: badger 2: whitecough, old age 3-9
Cautionary Tale: ??
Story:
Honestly, the Clan had no idea how he pulled it off. Killing a full grown warrior as a newborn kit? Without help? Who in their right mind would believe it?
But believe it the Clan did, and so he was treated like a criminal for the first full-season cycle of his life.
After that, things settled down, but some things never changed.
When he and Wheatpelt welcomed a litter of three, he went to his family to tell the good news, only for his father and step-mother to tell him to get out of their sight.
Unfortunately, his good luck didn’t last.
His Scorchkit, his baby, dead of kittencough! He wailed and cried over the little body for hours, then redoubled his care of his remaining kits.
Those two kits grew into great warriors, and he and Wheatpelt soon decided to have a second litter, which blessed the couple with six kittens!
Unfortunately, StarClan was not feeling kind that Leaf-fall. Not only were two of his precious kits stolen from his life, but his sisters to boot!
A mere two moons later, Rosykit, on the eve of her apprentice ceremony, died of yellowcough.
Then Coalpaw, lost to greencough.
And then, the turning point.
He approached Treestar to ask for something, and the leader sneered down his nose, and said:
“You will never be able to outrun your guilt.”
His world stopped.
He wasn’t strong enough to protect his babies, barely strong enough to protect himself, and this rotting maggot had the audacity to bring up the crime he had committed before his eyes were even open!?
His long-lasting temper was starting to fray, which was worsened when Patchkit died of a claw wound. He once again went to Treestar, his idol, only for Treestar to say ‘The blood of your victim stains your paws. I hope it haunts you.”
Distressed, he spoke to his firstborn son, only for Caterpillarsplash to say that he never found Squirrelscar convincing as a warrior.
When he went to his Wheatpelt, his love, his one and only, she turned away in anger, saying that she could’ve trusted him once.
And then it clicked.
They thought he murdered his own son, his own precious kit.
Much like the murder that tarnished his infancy, how he didn’t snap then was a mystery.
But eventually, he couldn’t stand the backhanded comments about the deaths of his babies.
Treestar was found on the Thunderpath with his lives stripped clean out of his pelt.
Much to the shock of everyone, and in a move that probably made Treestar do flips in his grave, Crouchstar promoted Squirrelscar to deputy!
He never expected to go so far, so fast.
Suddenly, he was no longer the Clan pariah. He was respected, honored even.
His kits had kits, precious little bundles of fluff nonetheless afflicted with his cursed luck.
It was rare for his kin to make it to adulthood, but something else was about to change dramatically.
Crouchstar died, leaving Squirrelscar--now Squirrelstar--to take over the Clan.
His lives ceremony was… something else.
Coniferpaw, his daughter, gave him a life for happiness.
Ferretglide gave him a life for sympathy.
Mapledawn, his son, Adderthroat’s, mate gave him a life for clear judgment.
Magnoliawhisker, a former medicine cat, gave him a life for duty.
Almondacorn gave him a life for courage.
Springdapple, the mentor of his son, Boughmouse, gave him a life for strength.
Jaggedtuft, the mentor of his grandkit, Butterflypaw, gave him a life for endurance.
Siltstalk, his first grandkit to reach adulthood, gave him a life for friendship.
Finally, Crouchstar gave him a life to overcome his fears.
Through his lives ceremony, he should’ve been happier, but he kept looking for his lost family. Where was Wheatpelt? Where were the rest of his babies?
He moped, but was soon distracted by his new responsibilities.
Until Peat, his second love, died, birthing their last litter of three.
He started slipping after that, dozing off from reality as the Clan seemed to fall apart.
When Oakbubble died, rather than promoting a competent warrior, he promoted his own daughter, Silkspeckle, to the position instead, letting her run things while he moped in the sun.
Many would later say that he died of a broken heart.
But others would say he was haunted. Many would claim to see a dark tabby figure lurking beside him, whispering poison into his ears.
Additional Information:
--Submission by @ambitiousauthor
--I think I mentioned on another post where a newborn kit killed a warrior that it's probably some luck like the warrior went to see them and just so happened to have an aneurysm when they entered the nursery or the kitten touched them, or they died the same day--but the Clan is super stupid and superstitious that they believe the baby caused it.