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from a long-ago playthrough, the Amethyst Queendom. Little Skye is finally told by her dad that no, your mother isn't on a hunting trip...she died when she gave birth to you (also you have to rule a whole queendom now) I spent minimal time on this but I like it. below is Skye and her dad Dash

petition signed,

I've decided that this year I will be running for moderator of Stray Fawn Forums!! And HERES why!!! -im cool -im awesome -im swaggy -i have great hair -i am so nice and friendly -move im gay -i cant remember which way is left or right half the time -je peux parler français -im,,,hot?? -i was complimented by ga once -i believe in yeehaw foggie supremacy 🙏 -my entire family is cool and epic and swaggy -i have three moms!! i bet YOU dont have three moms!! -Fawncat, Yeehaw Foggie and Hatsune Miku all raised me its true i swear -Brokenshock is my sibling they can vouch for me -please dont ask to see the family tree you dont want to just trust me -my pfp on Discord is NOT the dnf flag and it is NOT only still there to spite Flower faf -IM ONA SUGAR CRASH?? -please im broke i cannot afford to feed my family -all ive got to give everyone in my will is an old creepy painting and some skittles -please Gamingcookie desrves more than some skittles -i talk to Meatypoltergeist69 regularly -i bet YOU dont talk to Meatypoltergeist69 regularly!! -there is a lawn mower outside and it has been going for like an hour please im gonna lose it -e -💀 all of this only half a joke

cormorant’paw i have therapy so i’ll do their personality later

Soo I was looking for a nicheling template but couldn't find one. SO I MADE ONE! (the title thing is for things like god of plants, queen of moon tribe, etc) (genes and other features can be changed)

Also, really quick. One of my two favorite dragons, Creamer and Starwish are expecting a clutch of two. They both have lore (that I am currently writing on) and the kiddos will come with lore too (nothing too exciting, but character & maybe a short text). So if anyone is interested, tell me!

new oc ig she was born royalty but was like "nah screw this i'm out" and moved to hell's equivalent of the country lmao

i think this is all the proof we need that the general public would love it if kat were mod

(yes I know, the backgrounds will always be the bane of my existence yes I stole that from someone from the forums, I don't remember who) Day 6: Hermione and Kas, the founders of the Mushrooms Tribe. (I wanted to make some amazing reeds I had in mind, when I had a nice set of reeds I realized that THEY ARE ON THE SAME LAYER AS THE SKETCH and from that point I didn't even care. I just wanted to get that dang picture done.)

alrighty then signed 👍

Wait im not supposed to vouch uhhhh petition signed yes

petition signed

PETITION SIGNED I VOUCH I AM HIS CHILD I THINK???

undertale beeduo au? yes. ((also no i totally didnt draw ranboos hair parted on the wrong side in one of the pages what are you talking about no based on this text from the echo flowers! - (You hear a passing conversation.) So? Don't you have any wishes to make? (You hear a passing conversation.) ... hmmm, just one, but... It's kind of stupid. (You hear a passing conversation.) Don't say that! Come on, I promise I won't laugh. (You hear a passing conversation.) ... hmmm... if I say my wish... You promise you won't laugh at me? (You hear a passing conversation.) Of course I won't laugh! (You hear a passing conversation.) Someday, I'd like to climb this mountain we're all buried under. Standing under the sky, looking at the world all around... That's my wish. (You hear laughter.) ... hey, you said you wouldn't laugh at it! (You hear a passing conversation.) Sorry, it's just funny... That's my wish, too.

I consider anyone under 18 a child, which means I am a child and there are people older than me that I consider children. And you're 11...that's 4 years younger than me, all the way back to elementary school when I was a young (stupid) kid who yelled at people on Roblox. (Of course, that doesn't mean I'm better than you, in any way. My cousin is 10 and her art is crazy good??? I'm actually jealous of it, though she learned from the best sooo 😎) and the reason was that there were already negative replies being made; it could've easily escalated into a fight, and either way it was hurtful, to me and at least 1 other person (who I will not name until/unless they name themselves). (thank you for respecting my decision though!! ❤️) /nm /lh with love from your friendly neighborhood spider-mod (lol) ❤️

Post any characters you make in Hero Forge, it's pretty good

So in the feature requests forum, it says "The final selection of improvements/new features will be made in the next community voting in late 2018." Does this mean no new features will be implemented now? I've seen some cool suggestions in there and I have a couple of my own, but I don't want to waste my time if there's no chance of it being added ._.

Cormorantpaw is a very laid back cat, they don't try to hard and they like to go out of their way to prank the other apprentices. they're extroverted and tend to show their affection for others as aggression

Flamepelt lay quietly in their nest, exhausted, while Tinystar lay beside them, gently purring and grooming behind their ears. After a long, stressful labor, three kits had been born-two toms and a she-kit. It hadn't been easy on Flamepelt, they small and thin and birthing three entire kits was going to be hard either way. Annahjinn sat outside the nursery, having visited a while ago before he left to sit by the entrance. A small drop of rain landed on Flampelt's nose, and they curled their tail tighter around the two quietly mewing kits at their side, gently licking the one who slept silently between their paws. Considering the deputy's lack of communication abilities, Tinystar helped to name them, tossing out names for each while Flampelt either shook their head or nodded in agreement. In the end, the three were named Scorchkit, Rinkit and Hollowkit.

so this is like a thing people do ig just thought i could make fun of old me's drawings, feel free to join in this was the first drawing i ever posted on here :,] loquat what did i do to you my poor boy did not deserve this his legs are so small and his toes are so plentiful but like i honestly dont think i can even slightly pull off drawing this pose anymore so id say its a 6.5/10 i did this for artfight and im honestly still really proud of that horse but the background is horrid the grass is so like mushy???? and what the frick is up with the sky like it reminds me of the background in the wii fit hula-hoop minigame yall know what im talking about?? this fricker right here if it were just the horse itd get like a 10/10, but the background included makes it like a 5/10 (the character is by egg_owo_muffin on artfight btw) i hate this one so much i swear why is everything so washed out and wiggly 0/10 if you guys want to scrounge thru my old nicheling drawing topic or, for the brave souls out there, my old deviantart posts, then you are welcome to.

can iadd these to the extra pain dlc for my challenge

Sweetface could be the mother

We are finally out of hell overgrown jungle and on to sleepy reeds! Thanks to bat heads, toxic bodies and stinky tails, our food count is slowly coming back up from 900 to 1000! And.....AAAAH A WHALE ISLAND PORT FINALLY WHEN WE NEED IT YES (Yes that is Witchcraft III. Daughter of Witchcraft II, distant descendant of Witchcraft the First.) Passing on the gemstones to her daughter RalaDottie! (stupid name I know. I wanted to call her Dottie but then I remembered Ralanel, the legacy.) I need to update the fanart! Look at that rogue male! He is a GRAPE! So cute! SLARM just got out-slarmed I love him so much, I intentionally bread him with one of my females (guys help I'm having a panic attack this computer has no bread emoji!)

You can give me Sunkit but idk if I’ll be able to make them a kit

The Escape Moon 15 The cats of Remnant Clan had gathered on the beach for a clan meeting. They had held meetings here for as long as they had been at this camp, it was most convenient since some cat had to always guard Taman who was in the water. Fernstar had just announced that they would be leaving the island using the odd moonstone on this island that Snowpaw called a ‘port.’ “Are you sure it’s safe?” Redfish asked. “Is it safe to stay here?” Fernstar countered, “I would be the last to want to travel across the ocean on mere rocks...I’d rather stay far away from it…” she glanced nervously at the waves. Rootclaw knew that the only reason they had settled here was because there were less bug swarms with one side of the camp flanked by water that the bugs couldn’t come from, and the ocean winds blowing them away. Redfish nodded thoughtfully, “What do we do about him?” he flicked his tail to Taman. Fernstar’s eyes flickered with uncertainty, “I’m open to suggestions.” “Well we can’t just let him go free when we leave,” Snowpaw put in. Rootclaw nodded, his apprentice was right. “But surely we can’t bring him with us!” Redfish said, “We already have enough mouths to feed, and wherever we go is sure to have new challenges. Besides, we can’t make him come if he doesn’t want to! What are we going to do? Swim with him from stone to stone, hoping he doesn’t break free or drown us?” Fernstar looked troubled. “I say we kill him,” said Rootclaw. Fernstar shuffled her feet nervously, and Rootclaw felt a stab of guilt, but why? “I-I’ll decide later,” stuttered Fernstar, “for now, me and Rootclaw will check out this port and be sure it’s safe...enough.” Rootclaw lit up at the prospect of being alone with Fernstar. “Yes, Fernstar,” he said, unable to hide his eagerness. They got so little time alone with Fernstar doing her duties as a leader, a warrior, and a queen. There was little time for forging a close bond in preparation for their mateship. She turned to Redfish, “You stay here and guard the camp and the prisoner. We’ll be back before nightfall.” Redfish nodded. - Fernstar gazed upon the moonstone. She wondered if Star Clan might speak to them, despite their mission being to check out the port it guarded. “Snowpaw says you climb up on the moonstone,” said Rootclaw, “and use it as a launching point to get safely to the first rock island.” Fernstar was shocked, “Climb on top of the sacred moonstone? What if you scratch it?” “It appears cats have in the past,” he said, “it’s covered in scratch marks.” “But there must be another way,” murmured Fernstar. “Well you could swim…” swim? Fernstar’s mind went back to when she had been in the ocean...hopelessly tossed about by waves and currents...exhausted..and then unable to breath. “Or you could jump past the moonstone to the side. But that would have greater risk of falling in.” Fernstar shivered, “No, we will have to use the moonstone. I will try it out first.” She had to make sure it was safe physically and wouldn’t anger Star Clan before she let another member of her clan attempt it. “Let me,” said Rootclaw, concern glowing in his eyes. “I have multiple lives,” Fernstar told him defiantly, “I’ll be fine.” “But it’s my duty as a warrior to protect our leader! What would we do without you?” Rootclaw’s eyes sparkled playfully as he touched his tail to her nose. “But what would I do without you?” she purred, her eyes serious, “I couldn’t bear to loose the one I love. And the clan would suffer.” He rubbed his cheek against hers, “You’re not going to loose me,” he purred, “I’m a good swimmer, remember?” She sat there for a minute, her eyes locking with his. “I love you, Rootclaw, I don’t want to risk you getting hurt.” “You could, too,” he reminded her, “even if you have lives left, if you get injured your injuries will remain. I couldn’t bear it if you were maimed and I could’ve prevented it. I love you too much.” She realized this could go back and forth for hours, and Rootclaw wasn’t one to give up. He would have to obey if she gave orders over-ruling his objections, but then she would be bossing him around as a leader, not suggesting like a friend or mate. She couldn’t push her wait around, that would be no good for their relationship. “Fine,” she said, “but be careful. If you fall in I’m coming in after you.” “I won’t,” he purred, licking her shoulder reassuringly. He leaped up onto the moonstone, claws scrabbling as he tried to get his balance. When he finally did, he leaped to the first rock island. She held her breath as he sailed through the air, toward the tiny bit of stone that was just big enough to keep him safe from the ocean’s clutches. He touched down at the edge of the stone, front paws clutching it. But it was slippery and wet. He fell into the water below. Despite her promise to come in after her, she felt glued to the spot. She was shocked, unable to move. She began screaming his name and crying. Finally she ran to the ocean, but when a wave crashed against her as she rushed in, her mind took her back to the time when she had been in the ocean...tired...unable to control which way she went...not able to breathe. It overwhelmed her, she found herself struggling to breathe once more… And then, she felt someone beside her, “Fernstar!” The shout shook her out of her thoughts, and she gasped for breath. “Fernstar, are you alright?” black eyes of concern pierced her. “Rootclaw!” she gasped, “I saw you fall in, I thought…” “You thought wrong,” he said, “I’m fine,” he purred as he gently guided her back to shore, “thanks to my quick reflexes and swimming ability. But you’re not,” he said, his demeanor turning darker, “I can see it in your eyes every time you look at the water. I think it’s because you almost drowned-” “Drowned,” she corrected him suddenly. “That’s what I said,” Rootclaw said, blinking in confusion. “No, you said almost drowned. I did drown, Rootclaw,” Fernstar said as gently as she could with her own raw emotions pouring out. Her fear, her sadness, the guilt from keeping it from her clanmates. If they were going to be mates, she didn’t want to keep things from him. He had to know the truth, and now was a good time as any. “When?” he was greatly troubled, “How many lives do you have left?” “5,” answered Fernstar simply. “But that makes no sense! You died once tearing through the brambles of the old camp wall so we could escape from the bug swarms after being weakened from sickness, and you started with-” “I started with...well, it depends what ‘started’ means...but I was supposed to have 7. When I was in the ocean before Shiningsun saved me, I drowned, Rootclaw,” Fernstar finally admitted. “But that’s impossible! You weren’t leader then,” Rootclaw exclaimed. “That’s what I thought. That’s what Turtlemist thought you would all think, so we agreed to hide it,” Fernstar said regretfully. “You told Turtlemist?” Rootclaw said, a flicker of outrage in his eyes, but also deep concern and confusion. “That was before we had a falling out,” growled Fernstar, “and besides, I didn’t have to tell him. He was with me in the dream, and a medicine cat. He knew already.” “Oh…” murmured Rootclaw, the anger fading from his eyes, and the confusion, being left with only concern, “well you probably made the right decision. Who knows how Lightwatcher would’ve reacted.” Fernstar blinked, she had never thought of that before… Would the Mountain Clan warrior have thought she was lying and trust her even less? Or feel even more resentful of her that she was given such an ability? “I-I supp-ose you’re right,” she stuttered. “Of course I’m right,” purred Rootclaw, beggining to wash her, “I’m so glad Star Clan did that for you,” he whispered to her after licking her ears, “the whole clan is lucky to have you for their leader.” he returned to a normal volume as he spoke between strokes, “I can’t imagine a world...in which you had drowned...before I even met you.” “Me either,” purred Fernstar, settling down to rest and be loved as Rootclaw licked her coat, he knows now that I lied to him...to the whole clan, but he still loves me and trusts my judgment. It made her feel secure...like everything was going to be alright. “Fernstar! Rootclaw!” a panicked yowl made her sit up and Rootclaw stop lickiing her, rushing toward the sound. “Redfish?” a startled Rootclaw said as the deputy came into view, “What are you doing here? What’s going on?” Panting, he said, “Taman has escaped!” “What?” hissed Rootclaw, “you were supposed to guard him!” Fernstar was shocked, but she forced herself to remain calm, “What happened, Redfish?” Rootclaw’s eyes scanned the deputy’s coat, what is he doing? “You don’t have a scratch on you!” he growled. Redfish bristled but didn’t take the bait, “I had to let him go. He was going to drown Bugpaw!” Fernstar gasped, fear seeping into her, he would’ve killed his own son! “And how,” said Rootclaw, cynically, “did he get ahold of young Bugpaw?” “Bugpaw ran to the beach suddenly, I thought he might be about to tell me something. Then he turned to his father. Bugpaw was on the other side of the beach from me, I couldn’t get to him in time. The rogue grabbed him and quickly shoved him under the water. Taman said he’d hold him under ‘till he died. And Bugpaw wasn’t near as strong as Taman, he would’ve been held down easily under that water until he drowned. I waited a minute to see if he was bluffing, but he continued to hold his son, who was now struggling less, under. Shiningsun begged me to save her son...I couldn’t let that murderer kill him in front of her. And besides, Turtlemist said that he couldn’t loose his apprentice now, he wouldn’t have enough time to train another one before he died,” Redfish explained. Fernstar was shaking, some out of fear, some out of rage, “You did the right thing.” He nodded, “We better get back to camp...before Taman and his friends come back to take revenge.” The only thing the rogue had ever revealed to them while in his watery prison was that he had friends...and plenty of them. It was more a threat than helpful information, and now his words haunted her as she realized how much danger her clan was really in. (the aftermath of the escape, the clan cats return to camp...Taman lurks in the shadows before running away)

oh god baby me

hi baby cookie 🤢

oh wait i think i still have some of your old art of melon saved to my computer

wait i thought the thing i got from your will was the right to never talk about that ai dungeon game? but TRUE i dont even Like skittles !

OH WAIT I WAS GONNA KILL THE CACTUS DUDE

AWWWWWHHHHH

"We try to destroy the universe at least once every few months."

me killing every dodomingo I find and making my Nichetober art a drawing of a nicheling hunting a dodomingo: 😅

Welp, I pronounce it like none of those options. More like Nitch-e (with the e like of “net”)

CAN VOUCH!! I AM ALSO HIS SIBLING HES AWESOME COOL AND SWAGGY

Also imagine this happens inside the international space station, so it’s in an atmosphere and is protected from extreme temperatures and solar radiation

I- that is his adoptive mom I'm- He's just a little guy.

I'll buy this accent here: That plus a few gene changes and a breed change will make my first primal go from this: to this:

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[Wow . . . Drawing in MS Paint with a mouse is something I haven't done in roughly 8 years, lol]

d o n a t i n g b r e a d 🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞

basically putting two contrasting things together to highlight their difference

For anyone interested, here's the translation of Uthko (the other names aren't fully translatable because I haven't yet assigned meaning to all syllables): Uth means fierce or wild and is traditionally either given to strong cubs or an honorary title for an especially brave fighter. Adave chose this syllable because Uthko both has ram horns and poison fangs, traits typically associated with strength. Ko translates to earth, ground, soil and was chosen by Adave both due to her daughter's fur colour and as a good luck charm - ko also signifies being well-fed and healthy.

Give him some time and he'll have like 10 spouses /j

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Here I want to donate some bread! 🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞

I'LL GIVE YOU SOME 🍞🍞🍞