The current denizens of modern StrikeClan are survivors, seven cats who managed to make it to the other side of a devastating war that wracked the four Clans of the Devilwood Grove, newly dubbed “The Hundred Moons Massacre”. The Clans are all recovering now, but StrikeClan specifically, with their unique outlook on war and death (specifically not fearing either, viewing both as the natural additional steps of life) has high hopes that they shall be the first to recover.
LEADER: Larkstar - A (muscular) long-furred brown(and-orange) tabico point molly with emerald eyes.
The sole survivor of the former leader’s litter of kits, and took the mantle of leader as soon as possible, rationalizing that it was in her blood so of course she was the best choice. With her burning, shadowed ambitions finally achieved, Larkstar is looking forward to being able to coax StrikeClan back into greatness… By any means necessary.
DEPUTY: Doewatcher - A (tall), long-furred black-and-golden tortie-and-white molly with cyan eyes.
The obvious next choice as deputy, but definitely not a choice Larkstar would have made on her own. Doewatcher is a rigid, lawful cat with an old soul and an incredible, quick intellect, harboring a natural knack for knowing where every cat’s individual skills are most needed. Many are secretly harboring hope that Doewatcher will rise to challenge Larkstar, but above all, Doewatcher is fiercely loyal to her Clan, and her leader in turn; she could never think of betraying the cat she serves under.
HEALER: Barleytail - A skinny, (sleek) black-and-white ticked tabby, (speckled) tom with sage-colored eyes.
A former warrior, Barleytail renounced the way of violence and combat the same day that the Hundred Moons War was called to an official close, turning his focus instead to the art of medicine. The second-eldest of the current StrikeClan cats, Barleytail turns his nose up at the idea of retiring; he’s either going to go out working, or not at all. He takes this attitude with him wherever he goes; his paws are always intentionally placed, ears pricked, always alert, and thus, he also has a tendency for picking up secrets.
Harvestflower - A (round), long-furred (mostly)-white molly with cream patches and green eyes.
Kind, sweet, and softer than a cloud, Harvestflower had not been expecting to be amongst the survivors of the Hundred Moons War. Not that she’s unskilled or incapable, not at all, but due to her general hesitation while in battle and her disposition towards helping rather than harming. Now, she’s more focused on just making it through each day, doing her best with what she and the Clan have left, looking forward to a day where her claws aren’t needed at all.
Bleakmoon - A long-furred (black) ghost marbled tabby tom with dark blue eyes.
Dark and mysterious, Bleakmoon actually did not originate from StrikeClan’s meager remaining numbers, but rather was accepted into the Clan shortly before the war’s end. Nobody knows exactly where he hails from, as the story changes every time he tells it, his tongue as swift and silver as a minnow. But he’s a StrikeClanner now, and he’s here to stay - a claim of which he fiercely abides to.
Strawberrypaw - A (small), long-furred cream rosetted molly with copper eyes.
Typically opting to stay to the shadows despite her bright pelt, Strawberrypaw has shaped into something of a master of stealth under her former mentor. Under Harvestflower, she’s slowly learning to grow more into herself, gaining more and more confidence in her own abilities as the days go by. She’s not exactly sure what she wants her life to lead to, but she escaped the War’s clutches, so surely she’s destined for something great… right?
Weaverkit - A medium-furred gray-and-gold tabico-and-white molly with blue-and-yellow eyes.
Like Bleakmoon, Weaverkit was not originally of StrikeClan, having been abandoned practically at their doorstep days after the leader gained her nine lives. While her origins are unknown, the Clan is fiercely protective of her still, truly believing that she will be the one who leads the next generation of their Clan into something greater. For now, though, she is still small, and does not yet understand the great weight that’s being prepared to settle upon her tiny shoulders.
Let me know what y’all think of StrikeClan, and who’s y’all’s favorites ;)
