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Look! Art! I have the whole lore and storyline planned out for a story, but I don’t know what to do with it. I was thinking I could write the story on Wattpad. I’m not sure though. And no, I’m not writing out the whole lore for anyone, it’s too much effort. Basically, it’s about this (Person? Creature?) named Curled Storm who lives in a colony with a seemingly strict leader named Sheath. Curled Storm is hardly older than a cub, so she should naturally be in the nursery or with an adult, but Sheath has already been training her himself, and nobody knows why. Help I’m already doing too much typing.

One thing I thought would be cool was gendered or age related traits. A gene or setting to have antlers/horns develop in adulthood or adolescence. Maybe a setting for gendered traits in sandbox mode, for example, only a male creature could have antlers/certain colours or any trait really. I just think that would be a cool addition and add more dynamics to the game. It’s a totally cool game as is, but a Niche 2 sounds awesome as well because there’s so many ideas to work with! (Sorry if this is a really late reply)

(I haven’t played CoS since like, before the recode was fully released, so I don’t know half the creatures anymore)

Also, yes, I will join, I just need to finish my drawing for the form

:3 tako try not to abandon this challenge name: BUCKAROO!!! (i had to think of a name on the spot for him and i think this fits) species: pierry appearance: default pierry except the pink filling is yellow and orange ill get an image Soon. is also glimmer :3 gender/pronouns: he/him personality: SILLY BOY!! he likes biting people and running away other info: certified old man

Wow, I’m required in the other info /j I might play this. It’s been ages since I last played CoS

Smart.

Woah... I used to just watch Steven Universe because it was cool and it was funny, but now that I'm rewatching it, I realize it's kinda dark, deep, and sad. I'm definitely gonna start obsessing over it.

So, I'm rewatching Steven Universe (I used to watch it A LOOOOT, I've seen it about ten times when I was a bit younger) On Netflix, there's only seasons 4 and 5, which was disappointing. Anyway, I was watching this episode with Stevonnie in it, and I noticed the voice sounded familiar. I googled the voice actor, and I found out why. STEVONNIE AND CATRA FROM SHE-RA SHARE A VOICE ACTOR. NOW IT'S LITERALLY ALL I CAN THINK OF.

lethal company improv I love you

everyone just randomly post of picture of what your board looks like atm

I never post my art stuff but I like this drawing so I'll toss it on here, I love playing clangen and this guy is ConeStar! He has a grumpy personality but is really sweet towards his clanmates, this specific drawing is when he was comforting a kit named Sablekit because he wasn't getting along with his clanmates. My idea is that since Sablekit also has a grumpy personality I wonder if he understands Sablekit more than most of his clanmates do.

oops i accidentally included one with a swear nooo-

im gonna explain the entirety of Rushfangs's story now :3. this is all based on a lifegen playthrough, except for the part about Hyenahowl, since Rush never had kits in-game Rushkit was a single kit found alone and abandoned. She was adopted into WildClan by Ravenear and Ferretfern. (btw Cosmic if you're seeing this the clan name similarity is a coincidence, i created my WildClan before i even knew the forums existed) When Rushkit became an apprentice, she found an injured scarlet kingsnake. She nursed it back to health and named it Bloodlust. Rushpaw became a warrior and was named Rushfangs. A few moons after Rushfangs becomes a warrior, Slatestar, WildClan's leader, recieves a prophecy in a dream: "A rush of blood-stained fangs will tear apart a wild Clan." He realizes that it's about Rushfangs (a rush of blood-stained fangs) and decides to isolate her from the rest of the clan so she doesn't kill anyone. This plan backfires as Rushfangs goes insane from the isolation and murders Sporemask (a random elder) and Zinniaberry, the medicine cat who she had a grudge against since she was an apprentice. Rushfangs is caught in the act of murdering Zinniaberry and is exiled. However, Rushfangs continues to invade WildClan territory to kill more cats out of spite. She kills Flipfern, Goldflare, Quailleaf, Ferretfern, Ravenear, Nutfur, and Juliesnap. After a while, Rushfangs stops murdering WildClan members and settles down at a barn. She meets a kittypet there who she has a single kit with, Hyenakit. However, her kittypet mate's housefolk move away, leaving her and Hyenakit alone. Rushfangs begins to regret all of her past murders and tries to move on, focusing on providing for her and her kit. She attempts to sneak into WildClan territory to get some prey, but she is found by Sporespot, a member of WildClan. Sporespot kills her in revenge. Hyenakit, now alone, follows the scent of her mother and finds out that she has been killed. A WildClan patrol finds her crying by her mother and reluctantly takes her in, despite knowing that she is the daughter of a cat who tore apart the Clan. Sporespot is distrustful of her because of this. Hyenakit grows into a warrior and is named Hyenahowl. She goes on a patrol with Sporespot and Pantherspeck. The other two are playing around near a cliff when a bunch of boulders tumble down, killing Pantherspeck. Another patrol arrives and Sporespot blames Hyenahowl. Hyenahowl is exiled and she settles at the same barn that her mother lived in. Rushfangs, now a Dark Forest member, visits her daughter in her dreams, giving an explanation as to why the members of WildClan seemed to hate her so much. Sporespot corners Hyenahowl on the outskirts of WildClan territory and attempts to murder her. Sporepots reveals that he intentionally killed Pantherspeck (he brought the patrol to the cliff area knowing that the boulders were on the verge of falling), since he didn't like her much either. A patrol watching the encounter from the bushes hears this and helps Hyenahowl kill him. Hyenahowl is accepted back into the Clan, and her great-grandson, Jaguarstar, is the current leader of WildClan.

Day/Month 5 (last month’s data was lost to a solar flare) 003 has reached adolescence today.. It seems the group is starting to slow down their traveling. The creatures -Myrrh Holst-Rosales, Junior Exobiologist

This is a emotionally loaded update so prepare yourselves- - “I just think you’re being a bit harsh to her is all” Daisyfall said as he lounged on a patch of short grass. “Mentors are supposed to teach their apprentices that life isn’t all fun and games” Tigerthorn replied with a lash of his tail that Daisyfall could only sigh at. “Of course, but a mentor isn’t supposed to destroy their apprentice’s confidence either” Tigerthorn snorted with a bitter laugh at the pink nicheling’s words. “Destroy her confidence? Have you interacted with her? She’s nothing but arrogance” Tigerthorn scoffed at the thought as he remembered how just a few sunrises ago she had paraded that single rabill around like it was the best catch of the moon. “Maybe when she was first apprenticed but now to me it seems like she’s trying to mask insecurity by pretending she’s always sure of herself” Daisyfall responded as he looked off into the distance, remembering how Blossompaw always acted out by being very vocal about her abilities as an apprentice. When she was being apprenticed by Robinbriar she was over-confident at times but she didn’t try to tell everyone all the time, not to mention she seemed much happier and less of a show-off. “Sure” Tigerthorn replied in a tone that suggested he didn’t believe that in the slightest. As Tigerthorn was getting up to leave Daisyfall had an idea, a horrible and perhaps twisted idea but an idea nonetheless. “I wonder what Redpaw would think of you now, being so cruel to your own apprentice” It worked as Tigerthorn froze in place at the other nicheling’s words. “…What did you just say to me?” Tigerthorn hissed as he slowly turned toward Daisyfall who only calmly stood up in response at first. “Your ears ain’t that bad yet” Daisyfall said as he calmly stared Tigerthorn in the eyes. “Take her name out of your mouth” Tigerthorn spat only making Daisyfall twitch his ear. “TAKE IT BACK!” Tigerthorn suddenly leaped at Daisyfall, bowling him over as a snarling expression was pointed at the pink nicheling. Daisyfall was shocked long enough for Tigerthorn to deliver a nasty bite to his shoulder making him hiss before using his hindlegs to kick the other nicheling off of him. “You can’t refuse to move on, your grief is obviously consuming you” Daisyfall commented as he was still willing to be civil about this despite the pain that radiated across his shoulder. Tigerthorn only lunged at him in response and Daisyfall only barely managed to dodge with a slight stumble due to the pain slowing him down. Tigerthorn noticed it and faked a lunge causing Daisyfall to move one direction only for Tigerthorn to quickly change his and bowl over Daisyfall again. ~DOESN'T MENTION BLOOD OR GORE BUT JUST IN CASE BE WARNED THERE IS A NICHELING GETTING KILLED HERE!~ Daisyfall tried to use his horns to slice the other nicheling but Tigerthorn managed to dodge his attempts and quickly seized his throat with his teeth. Daisyfall wheezed and used all the strength he had to try and shove Tigerthorn away but each moment that the other nicheling’s jaws tightened made him weaker and weaker until his attempts stopped and his body fell limp. ~END OF DEATH~ Tigerthorn stepped back and watched Daisyfall for any signs of life. When he simply laid there lifeless Tigerthorn’s posture relaxed as he realized he had won, only for the realization to kick in. If he was found out he’d be exiled at best so he quickly came up with a plan. He grabbed Daisyfall’s still body by one of his paws and slowly dragged him towards the shore, as he had come there a few times. It had taken time but he made it and when he did he let go of Daisyfall’s paw and shoved him into the water, letting the waves slowly take him out to see where Tigerthorn felt he wouldn’t be found. As he breathed in he was reminded of the blood dripping from his jaws and realized he would be found quickly if he left it. He crouched and put his snout in the seawater before using a paw to wipe at the blood to ensure he got rid of it. Only once he was sure his snout was clean did he stand up and look out at sea. Daisyfall’s body slowly bobbed in the water and was drifting away. He watched for a few more moments before turning around and going back to camp, making sure he went back a different way than he came. Twigstrike could only stare at his paws, not even processing Blossompaw and Crowpaw’s attempts to comfort him as he looked at the grass below him. The clan had been looking for Daisyfall for sunrises but nothing had ever been found and every sunrise brought less and less hope of ever finding him. He had spats with his mentor at times but he knew he cared and he knew he could be difficult time to time but to hear that he was just…gone, having just vanished with no trace of him or a hint if he was alive and lost or dead and rotting. He hated it, no he hated that this type of thing kept happening to him. First his sister, then his mom and dad, and now his mentor was gone too. He’s scared because what about Blossompaw? He cares about her but what if his love is a curse? What if she gets hurt or even dies because everyone else he ever has does? Maybe…maybe it would be best to distance himself, save her and him the pain of what could happen. She has her mom and Mossbeetle and Crowpaw who are close to her so she could easily live without him. “Twigstrike? Wait where are you going?!” Blossompaw said as she saw Twigstrike suddenly get up and start walking toward the border of camp. Crowpaw considered just staying out of it but while she may not know him well she did notice that Twigstrike was acting off and she wanted to keep an eye on Blossompaw so she followed after the two. “Slow down I can’t keep up if you walk that fast!” Blossompaw exclaimed as she continued to follow after Twigstrike despite the fact he was walking so fast it was just shy of a sprint. He suddenly stopped and turned around so fast that Blossompaw bumped into him before taking a few pawsteps back. When she looked up she was met with an expression that was twisted in one of grief and anger. “Stop following me!” He hissed making Blossompaw’s ears flatten as she shrunk under his gaze. “B-but I just want to help you feel better!” Blossompaw insisted as she her ears lifted a bit only to flatten again at his expression. “Well you shouldn’t! I don’t need it” Twigstrike retorted making Blossompaw’s posture shrink further at the volume. “Why are you so mad at her? She’s trying to help” Crowpaw said as she came up to Blossompaw’s side, feeling annoyed at the older nicheling’s unneeded anger. “Just leave me alone” Twigstrike said with a scowl. “Just let me help I-” Blossompaw peeped up but was interrupted. “Just…stop” Twigstrike’s anger was extinguished, replaced with sadness and guilt as he realized how he was acting towards someone he cared about. “I’m…I’m sorry” He said simply before turning around and running off as he didn’t want to do something that would haunt him for the rest of his life, though he realized that this probably already would. The two apprentices could only stare as Twigstrike vanished into the grasses. Neither of them spoke for a few agonizing moments. “…Why can’t I do anything right?” Blossompaw murmured with tears in her eyes causing Crowpaw to feel alarm as she had never seen Blossompaw cry in all her time of knowing her. “You didn’t do anything wrong” Crowpaw tried to reassure but Blossompaw just squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. “Then why do so many nichelings look at me like that?!” Blossompaw raised a paw to touch her now scarred snout as she said it as if to emphasize the point. “Because they don’t see how hard you try and how hard you work to get better” Crowpaw softly spoke as she grabbed Blossompaw’s raised paw with one of her own and gently moved it back towards the ground. Blossompaw didn’t resist the action but her claws slid in and out as she flexed her paw in a whirlpool of emotions. “I just want everyone to be proud of me, I want my mentor to be proud of me but he never is!” Blossompaw squeezed her eyes more tightly shut making a concerned expression cross Crowpaw’s face. “I do everything he asks but he- he ignores all my good stuff and only reacts to my failures! If I’m trying so hard why can’t he just be proud of me for once?…Just once I want him to say he’s proud” Tears freely rolled down Blossompaw’s cheeks as she went through a roller coaster of emotions from anger to sadness to pure numbness as she spoke. “I don’t think he ever will be proud” Crowpaw started but continued before Blossompaw could say anything. “But his approval isn’t something you need, you have nichelings who ARE proud of you” She continued making Blossompaw slowly open her eyes to stare at Crowpaw skeptically. “Like who?” Blossompaw asked with a squint. “Like your mom and Mossbeetle, even if I think he’d rather die than admit it, and Sandwing” Crowpaw said but then looked at the ground as she hesitated before steeling her nerves. “And…your favorite nicheling too” Crowpaw murmured but Blossompaw’s eyes shot open as soon as she heard the words. “I guess you’re right…having your approval means more than Tigerthorn’s ever could” Blossompaw mumbled feeling just as embarrassed. “Oh! Uh- thanks” Crowpaw ignored the warmth in her fur in favor looking off to the side. “We should uh go back to camp before anyone gets worried” Blossompaw tried to give her usual confident grin but it was a bit lopsided from the fresh emotions that she had just shown. “Yeah” Crowpaw agreed not much better herself as she pointedly ignored any idea of eye contact.