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Gist of our Warrior Cats AU
I hate how the erin hunters write cats
@wildfiresongbird hates the way the erin hunters write cats
we wanna change it so we are.
using less humany sounding words and making them more recognizably animal and nature-y
also making them smart enough to use tools, and making it more consistent
the cats live in a texas-california blend landscape
we are changing the stories pretty wildly, but the major stuff stays the same
Story's Glaring part 2 & 3
PounceStar brought RestKit, by the scruff, to the herb feline den, worry etched into his eyes, his whiskers ridged. He dropped her down infront of SingingTimber.
“I need you to check her.” He said in a concerned deep meow.
“Check her for what?” SingingTimber asked.
“Blindness!” he hissed worriedly “I just saw her trip over a stick when she was looking right at it!”
“Okay, be calm, i’ll check her.”
SingingTimber walked with RestKit around the mecca, asking her to describe things however she felt fit. RestKit described everything based of scent like how IceSpeck smelled so much like small-ears because it’s his favorite prey, or touch like how the mushrooms feel softer or wetter depending on if they’re on a dead tree or a living one, occasionally taste like how the moss balls CloudClaw bring to them taste like feet, but never brought up the vivid color of MaskKit’s eyes, or the odd appearance of IceSpeck’s scar like other kits did.
When the two reached the herb feline den again, SingingTimber asked one final question. “What’s the difference between having your eyes opened or closed?”
“There is none.” RestKit said simply, she noticed PounceStar’s continuous stream of fear-scent stopped for a heartbeat and became a wave, tandem alongside a short wail. PounceStar shoved his muzzle into RestKit’s fur, nearly knocking her down.
A cold voice came from the other side of the herb feline den. “I don’t know why you’re moaning so much. Anyone could tell, and anyway it’s not like she’s joining the Star Colony any sooner.” Ringo Starr said.
PounceStar whipped around at Ringo Starr and hissed, but brought himself to stop
“... You’re right. She can still be the best warrior, or anything else, this Glaring has ever seen! She can totally beat any of her littermates in a fight whenever she wanted to, she’ll be fine! She has to be.”
RestKit was sniffing around near the snuggery, trying to find the source of a strange smell. She stepped into a puddle and hissed, annoyed her paw was wet. She groomed her fur and realized it tasted like the weird smell, she found it! She rushed to find the oldest feline she knew, hopefully Ringo Starr could tell her what it was. Ringo Starr went with her to the strange puddle. Ringo Starr ears shot up and explained that RestKit had found a puddle with glowing bugs in it, explaining that it looked like SilverPelt had touched the Glaring. Ringo Starr gave RestKit a rare bit of praise to her, saying this could very well be the omen StumpyFeather had been looking for.
PounceStar limped into the mecca and headed straight for the herb feline den, when VineKit alerted her siblings they all agreed to rush to the den. They saw PounceStar Curled up next to StormDazzle. SongTooth padded behind the kits and meowed.
“Here to see your father, kits? There he is in all his glory. He got bitten by a rogue and now he has to cSofter close to StormDazzle.” He laughed lightly, it sounded wrong to RestKit, it was a harsh laugh.
“What i wouldn’t give to have seen that fight take place.” SongTooth muttered. RestKit would have to ask CloudClaw what that meant when they got back to the snuggery.
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RestKit went to the best napping spot in the mecca, the large rock between the snuggery and the warrior den. RestKit realized IceSpeck was on the rock, grumbling to himself.
“IceSpeck, what’s wrong!” IceSpeck looked over at RestKit
“Some feline came here directly after training and there are pebbles and sand all over the rock and i can’t relax!” RestKit thought about how to help IceSpeck.
“Get up i have an idea.” RestKit mewed. As IceSpeck humored the kit, RestKit padded over to a nook in the wall of the warrior den. She picked up the feather that had sat there all day. She went back over to the rock and used the feather to get most of the sand off.
“You can finish it.” She told IceSpeck who chuckled.
RestKit was roused from her nap by CloudClaw. CloudClaw took them to the clearing where all of the Glaring was gathered. RestKit heard PounceStar limp his way up the leader’s rock and call any stragglers into the mecca’s clearing. RippleKit was made into RipplePaw, with HoneyHaven being his mentor. As SoftPaw tried to make her way to BrushFlare, she tripped, cursing her paw. StumpyFeather took a quick look at it and said it was a marvel no one had noticed how twisted it was earlier.
Story's Glaring prologue & pt 1
RestKit was born in the territory and brought into the snuggery of a newer glare. Story’s Glaring. Sired by PounceStar and brought to mecca the day of their birth along with their siblings VineKit and CoatiKit. But RestKit was not found and taken to the safety of the snuggery before both of their eyes were clawed by an unknown beast-kin.
As the newest editions to the mecca slumbered away on milk-drunk dreams, the snuggery was shaken. New scents, strange scents hit RestKit’s nostrils. Unknown to them and their limited knowledge, a warrior, BrushFlare, and their kits RippleKit and SoftKit were brought into the Glaring, and not long after an herb feline named Ringo Starr joined as well.
While RestKit was exploring around the snuggery she came across SoftKit and FlowerKit fighting over a ball of moss. RestKit couldn’t understand why they would fight over something so simple and demanded they stopped acting like small-earheads.
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RestKit and her siblings were snuggled close to PounceStar when he said he needed to tell them something.
“Sometimes-” He began, grief in his weary meow. “Sometimes other beast-kins do things that can… they can hurt felids. Hurt felids bad.” The kits looked up at PounceStar confused. What is he mewing about?
“Sometimes, a feline can get so hurt that they… they join the Star Colony early- Earlier than expected.” The kit’s all ears shot up. Why would they do that! Each of them cried in whiny unison mews.
PounceStar just shook his head sadly. “I don’t know. They believe we are toys, or prey.” he mewed defeatedly.
“But we’re not prey! They know that, don't they? It’s so dumb that they think that!” CoatiKit cried.
Their father waited for their confused and scared mews to die down before restarting.
“Sometimes, felids join the Star Colony because they make silly choices, or choices without thinking of what could happen first-”
“Well I’ll never do that!” CoatiKit said in their know-it-all tone “Be quiet he’s not done!” hissed RestKit.
PounceStar blinked slowly and purred weakly at his kit’s innocence, thinking of what to say next.
“Sometimes, felids go missing. Either they die and are eaten, or twolegs take them away in large monsters with shiny coats. Those monsters are fast and dangerous. I want to show you all something so come with me.”
PounceStar brought the kits out of the snuggery and into the herb felids den. He sat them infront of a beautiful gray-black she-feline with marbled fur.
“This is StormDazzle. Look at her leg.” he told them. They looked at the leg, bound in cobwebs and herbs, swollen and bent slightly at an odd angle. StormDazzle looked at the kits softly.
“That will happen if you aren’t careful around twolegs.” she said quietly. PounceStar’s whiskers stood straight out seriously.
“That or they could take you away, you could go missing and never see the Glaring again.” all three kits ears shot up they and huddled together, fur bristled out like it would happen there and then.
“That’ll never happen to us, right PounceStar?! You won’t ever let it happen to us!” VineKit meowed.
PounceStar escorted the kits back to the snuggery and settled them down to sleep, promising to protect them from all he could.
this is RestShimmer (her eyes are sage underneath the cataracts) A grey colorpoint with damaged eyes (fully blind)
She's going to be the main protagonist of the already finished (first moon set to be released on may 2nd 2024) Potential's Preparation. And The Trials of Potential, It's all about this gal's ups and downs.
It takes place in the same universe as @wildfiresongbird and I's warrior cats rewrite, the Ambiguous America Au ... could also be known as the AAA. TripleAu. whatever.
A lot of the stories that take place in Story glare will represent a moral. Sometimes it's just a story of a glare felid long past. while Story's Glaring is real, they're widely regarded as myth by most glares
Word Translations for my WC AU
Feline/Felid/Felidae- Cats
Glaring- formal word for clan
Glare- informal word for clan
potentials- souls that may go on to become cats
Snuggery Queen- cat that chooses to live in/beside the nursery to care for kits full-time
Snuggery Dam- a queen that has/is willing to surrogate for gay couples
Snuggery Molly- a cat that has not/ is not willing to surrogate for gay couples
Paw- shorthand for apprentice
The Star Colony- starclan
Kindle/Kindling- group of kits that aren't littermates
Cycle- year
Mecca- camp
Snuggery- nursery
(these wont show up in the tales of Story Glare)
Leo's Glaring- wind clan
Tigris's Glaring- river clan
Onca's Glaring- shadow clan
Uncia's Glaring- thunder clan
@wildfiresongbird add anymore as you see fit
(i will edit as we go along)
I'll do the animal names at some point i promise but.... not rn
