mapleshade manipulating crookedkit vs bluestar interacting with her trusted clanmates on a daily basis
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sunfall/star (her mentor) after her mother dies:
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stormtail (her father) after her sister dies:
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tawnyspots (the deputy) after her sister dies:
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goosefeather (her uncle and medicine cat) after she had her kits
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goosefeather after she gives up her kits
yellowfang’s secret is rightfully hated by many for the way it treats her but we have another common enemy we need to band against
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Month 15 - Newleaf
Battle With Razor Pt 6
When Goldenstar opened her eyes, she was standing alone in the forest. Her mind felt foggy, like she’d been woken up from the deep of sleep. She glanced around, unsure where she was or why she was there, and her eyes caught on something sitting beside her among the roots and leaves.
She flinched at the sight of it. It was a ghost of a cat, not a bold and lively spirit like the cats of StarClan but a barely visible outline of a tortoiseshell made from gossamer thin rays of starlight. Most disturbingly, it was weeping silently. Starry tears pooled along the bridge of its nose and it regarded her with a forlorn, defeated expression. She realized with a start that it was her.
“Goldenstar,” said a gentle voice. She turned to see a different, starry tortoiseshell sitting patiently in front of her. She recognized Emberbloom immediately.
“Mom.” She melted in relief and threw herself into the cat’s embrace.
“It’s alright,” whispered her mother, rubbing her cold, starry cheeks over Goldenstar’s head. “It’s gonna be alright.”
“What happened?” asked Goldenstar, peeling herself reluctantly away. More StarClan cats had started to appear among the trees, all faces she recognized.
“You lost a life,” said Sunstar.
“Oh,” Goldenstar looked over at the crying ghost and understood. The cat’s visage flickered for a moment, briefly marred by an open, bloody throat and a torn belly. Goldenstar swallowed and tore her eyes away, skin crawling uncomfortably.
“Well,” she said, starting to remember what was going on, “send me back then! I have to kill Razor.”
“We would,” said Sunstar, “but there’s an issue. When a leader loses a life, there’s a brief time where their body recovers enough for them to continue on during which StarClan gives them whatever guidance they can. But it seems Razor is making more wounds faster than your body can heal them.”
“What?” Goldenstar stood abruptly. “But I’m dead, why would he do that? It’s not like he knows about my nine lives.”
“We can’t know why,” Sunstar said grimly. “But whatever his reason, until your body can recover, you won’t be able to return to it. It’s possible you might lose all of your lives if it goes on long enough.”
Goldenstar felt like she’d been smacked in the face. “W- But that’s impossible!”
“No, it’s not,” said Clearwater, the old silver queen who had given Goldenstar her eighth life. “Ancient legends tell of a rogue with a soul drenched in blood who took all nine of a leader’s lives with one strike.” Goldenstar looked around the group, searched the faces of the nine StarClan cats for any sign that this was a ridiculous fairy story. Each one sat stoically quiet and somber.
“Oh, Stars,” Goldenstar swallowed, “this is bad.”
“It will be alright,” her mother said again. Her strained smile was not convincing.
“Will it?” Goldenstar asked. “Isn’t there something you all can do? Send a sign, strike him with lightning, something!”
“We’ve already sent a sign,” said Clearwater. “We can only trust that help will arrive in time.”
“That’s it?” Goldenstar felt anger burning in her chest. “I’m just supposed to sit and wait?”
Clearwater shook her head. “The life I gave you was for Faith, Goldenstar. You have to-”
“Faith isn’t enough right now!” Goldenstar shouted. “Enough sitting around, somebody do someth-AH!” Sudden pain lanced through her body, icy cold and tingling. She bent over double, shaking and trembling under the strain as a second ghostly double tore itself from her body to stand before them all, leaving her feeling numb when it was gone. She stared at the spirit in horror, at the dull eyed expression and gaping throat, gore dripping and dangling from the ragged, open wound.
“Do something!” she pleaded, starting to sob.
“I’m so sorry,” Emberbloom wept with her, curling around her and holding her close. Sunstar frowned, looked around the clearing, and then started off into the trees.
“Sunstar!” shouted another cat, a brown tabby named Galebranch who had given Goldenstar her second life. “Where are you going?”
“To do something!” snapped the leader, her ginger tail disappearing into the wood. Goldenstar pressed her face into her mother’s starry fur and cried. Silently, she begged the universe to let Sunstar succeed, for her mentor to save her from her own foolishness.
The cats of StarClan stood by and watched.
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Can we please take all of the hate Bluestar gets and give it to Sunstar please he is so stupid.
"Hey Bluefur I know your sister just died but stop being depressed and go be Whitepaw's mom so Thistleclaw doesn't influence him! Anways, here you go Thistleclaw, a child for you to influence!"
"Who should I make my deputy... grieving mother or bloodthirsty pedophile..."
And you people hate Bluestar for stuff she did while suffering from dementia instead of this bum
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back from the dead baby
rules under cut
Day 1 - Day 10 in order is Terra, Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Pluto, Neptune, then Sunstar.
Day 11 (Optional) - RKNS or Tango or any SRN OC you'd like to show off!
Additional rules:
Rendered pieces are not necessary! Neither is full participation, if you want to participate for one day only, that's fine!
If you can't make it to the first week, then you can participate in the rest of the month instead!
SFW pieces only, tag your pieces if they contain any graphic material.
Lastly, have fun! If there is any confusion, then feel free to dm me!
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