CosmicChaos21

Am I procrastinating on writing WildClan by drawing instead? Perhaps. On a related note please take a Crowshade for your troubles :3

Hello WildClan readers, enjoy a small teaser of the upcoming update with zero context!

ANOTHER UPDATE! With some actual plot-moving stuff instead of just fluff. - The sunlight that would usually make TwigStar feel pleasantly warm felt uncomfortable as he made his way over to GoldenStar, who had just finished talking to Speckleheart. “GoldenStar” He spoke to get her attention as he stopped a tail-length away from the fluffy nicheling. GoldenStar hummed in acknowledgement before turning her head to see the other leader. “Yes?” She asked with a gentle smile. “I was wondering if…” TwigStar considered not asking but he knew his clan would never get home if he didn’t so he pushed through. “I was wondering you and your clan would consider helping us chase out the bearyena that are lurking in our territory” GoldenStar’s eyes widened slightly and it was only then TwigStar realized he had never specified the reason WildClan fled from their home. “Bearyena are the reason you three fled?” She asked as her face reflected sympathy making TwigStar’s face sour a bit before forcing himself to look neutral again. “Unfortunately we can’t fight them off ourselves due to the numver of them” TwigStar bit down his pride to instead be honest about the situation. “There’s at least three” He added quickly as he wanted GoldenStar to know what her clan would be thrown into. “Of course we would repay you by-” TwigStar tried to continue to tell of Blossompaw’s suggestion to pay off the debt but was stopped by GoldenStar interrupting. “We’ll help” GoldeStar answered without a shred of hesitation, being unable to just stand by as other nichelings got kicked from their own home. “…Well we were thinking we could pay you back by giving you prey for a few moons” TwigStar continued but GoldenStar shook her head. “That won’t be needed, I’m sure that’d put strain on your own fresh-kill pile” GoldenStar refused the idea but TwigStar’s face scrunched in mild annoyance. “We can’t just let such a kind deed go unpaid” TwigStar insisted. “Not every deed needs to be given something in return, I insist” GoldenStar said firmly making TwigStar’s tail flick as he tried to think of a way around it. “Well it feels unfair to you and your clan” TwigStar continued and GoldenStar felt like this was going to be an unwinnable argument. “If you’re going to insist on something then let be give you an idea” GoldenStar said and TwigStar stared as he waited for her next words. “Every moon we could meet to discuss if any bad situations need help from outside the clan, so if we ever need your clan’s help you’ll know about it” GoldenStar suggested and TwigStar looked away as he considered it. Meeting with a different clan once a moon sounds like another responsibility. But he doesn’t want him or his clanmates to be WhisperClan’s debt either. He raised his head and looked into the other leader’s eyes. “I’ll agree to those terms” TwigStar said and GoldenStar bit back a laugh at the way he tried to sound so formal. “Alright” She said in response with a sense of relief that she had gotten him to agree to something that wouldn’t put as much strain on his clan. “So…would you be willing to help us as soon as our injuries are healed enough?” TwigStar asked tentatively, not wanting to push and come across as forceful but he was restless to get back home. “Sure, I’ll inform the clan next sunrise” GoldenStar agreed at the realization that he was probably homesick and from the way his clanmates were acting they weren’t thrilled to be in another clan’s camp either. TwigStar’s posture slumped in relief before he saw GoldenStar’s stare and returned himself to a more confident stance. “Thank you for your help” TwigStar said before turning around and walking towards a small group consisting of Blossompaw and Sandstripe. Crowshade watched from the edge of the clearing as Blossompaw laughed with Sandstripe as they chatted. She felt her fur prickle like it was crawling with termites at how close the two had gotten in the short time WildClan had been here. She shifted the way she laid to turn away from the two at the other end of the clearing to instead stare into the tall grass that bordered the camp. It seems as if Blossompaw spent more time with Sandstripe with each passing sunrise and it made Crowshade nauseous and, if she was honest with herself, agitated. Blossompaw was her friend first and despite her rational mind telling her it isn’t true her emotions were telling her she was being replaced. The thought made her feel as if she ate a large helping of bitter medicinal herbs with no water. “Are you alright?’ The sudden noise caused Crowshade to jump to her feet with her quills standing on edge with a hiss on her tongue before noticing it wasn’t a threat. Standing a tail-length away from her was Mudvine, who sported a concerned expression as she looked at her. “I’m fine” Crowshade said as she forced her quills into a relaxed position once more and sat on her haunches. “Are you sure? You looked a bit…angry” Mudvine considered if that was the right word but decided it was close enough. “I want to leave this camp” Crowshade half-lied, she did want to go home but that wasn’t the reason she was bitter at the moment. “Well I’m sure you’ll be able to soon” Mudvine said though she didn’t entirely believe that was the whole reason. “Can I…ask why you refuse to socialize with anyone other than your clanmates?” Mudvine tentatively spoke. “There’s no point” Crowshade retorted while resisting the urge to glance over at Blossompaw and Sandstripe. “Why?” Mudvine asked with some confusion. “We’ll leave soon and never meet again” Crowshade plainly responded as she felt there was no point getting attached to nicheling’s she’d never interact with again. “Oh…” Mudvine said as the realization struck her. Mudvine opened her mouth to ask another question but the annoyed glance Crowshade shot her made her shut it again and instead turn around to go back to the medicine den with a feeling of sadness at the complete failure to converse with Crowshade. Nichelings from WhisperClan and WildClan gathered into the clearing after Speckleheart had told the various nichelings news of a clan meeting. Many nichelings were bleary eyed because it was quite early but all of them situated themselves under the tall rock. “I’ve called a clan meeting because me and TwigStar have made an agreement” GoldenStar’s words caused many eyes to focus on the WildClan leader, though none made him more uncomfortable than the stares of his clanmates as the night had given him time to realize that he forgot to consult his clanmates about such a decision. He didn’t dare look away from GoldenStar as a way to avoid their questions. “Bearyena had driven them from their home-” TwigStar flinched, he hadn’t allowed her to share that! What if these other nichelings thought they were weak now?! Blossompaw’s ears lowered for a few moments before she forced herself to look more composed. TwigStar wouldn’t allow others to know that info so freely. Crowshade didn’t say anything but her flattened ears were answer enough to all the nichelings of the meeting. “-so we’ve made a plan that WhisperClan will help them drive them off due to there being more than one” GoldenStar couldn’t continue as a nicheling spoke up. “We’re risking our lives for a bunch of strangers, who just showed up and apparently claimed to have been chased off by bearyena?” Sparrowtuft exclaimed in fury. “This could be an ambush for all we know!” He spat as he heard that, what if his clanmates got hurt or killed because of these supposed clan nichelings? Blossompaw bristled the quickest and she verbally bit back before anyone could say anything. “What do you think we are, rogues?!” Blossompaw hissed only causing Sparrowtuft to bristle further. “Maybe! I mean what kinda clan has three nichelings!” Sparrowtuft took a step towards Blossompaw that she copied with her quills standing straight up as she bared her teeth at the other nicheling. “That’s enough” GoldenStar’s voice retained its softness but held enough authority to stop the two from arguing. “You two are acting like kits” GoldenStar said with a scolding tone that made Blossompaw look away while Sparrowtuft scowled but he respected GoldenStar enough to stay quiet. “I understand your concern for your clanmates but accusing WildClan of being rogues is unnecessary” GoldenStar’s words made Sparrowtuft lower his head. “Sorry GoldenStar” He mumbled out. “As I was saying” GoldenStar took a deep breath before calmly continuing. “We’ve also agreed that every moon the two clans will meet to discuss any important news so that our clans have the opportunity to help each other if either clan is in dire need of help” Blossompaw openly stared at TwigStar in confusion while Crowshade kept her eyes on GoldenStar and refused to look over though anyone who knew her could tell she was annoyed. Whispers also rippled through the clan, Sparrowtuft was extremely agitated but wasn’t rabill-brained enough to voice his protests. “When uh, when are we gonna help fight the bearyena GoldenStar?” The current only apprentice of the clan, Flamepaw, piped up with a bit of shakiness to his tone due to not wanting to be rude. GoldenStar gave the apprentice a gentle smile as she knew the young nicheling was respectful almost to a fault and wanted to ease his nerves a little. “Once Blossompaw’s injuries are fully healed, do you have any idea when that would be?” GoldenStar turned her question towards Lightstream and Mudvine. “She’ll be good to go in a few sunrises” Lightstream answered while Mudvine nodded her agreement to her mentor’s assessment. “Perfect, so a few sunrises than” Flamepaw just nodded at the leader’s words. “So everyone should get a lot of rest and food in preparation of the upcoming battle” GoldenStar spoke with a commanding tone. “That’s all, meeting dismissed” GoldenStar said before jumping down from the rock as nichelings began to discuss the news while splitting into their own groups. “You didn’t think to talk to us about it first?” Crowshade said with agitation after the three had gone into a secluded area of the territory. “Well I couldn’t just say ‘oh give me a little bit to ask my clanmates’ when me and GoldenStar were talking could I?” TwigStar snipped back, just as annoyed. “You probably could’ve” Crowshade said as she knows by now that GoldenStar doesn’t seem like the type to be annoyed easily. Blossompaw’s eyes flicked back and forth between the two as they argued. “Well he probably just wanted to make sure we got to go home faster” Blossompaw reasoned making Crowshade turn towards her but she couldn’t really keep a glare when she was looking at her so she sighed. “I guess but it would’ve been better if we did what we planned” Crowshade relented a little. “I tried to offer that but she refused to accept it so I had to compromise because she was trying to insist they help us without any repayment” TwigStar said with a glance towards the side.“…I guess it’s fine than” Crowshade completely relented as she realized that did sound like something GoldenStar would do from what little she knew of her. “I wish I could be healed now so we can go home right now!” Blossompaw grumbled as she turned her head to look at the three long clawmarks along the left side of her torso. “Well as much as I’d like to leave it’d be worse if you didn’t heal completely and reopened the wound while we’re fighting” TwigStar said as he too glanced at the scar before looking towards the tall grass. “I know” Blossompaw sighed in reluctant agreement though it did nothing to ease the antsy feeling in her chest.

Also have a drawing of Dropletrise, her mate RunnelStar, and their new kit named Hillkit.

I am working on that new playthrough but unfortunately I have a habit of doing WAAAY too much worldbuilding and characterization before I can even begin the story so it's taking forever and a half to actually start. Not to mention coming up with title ideas is giving me grief, for a hint it will have a ranking system and I'm trying to come up with titles because I feel most of mine have book-like titles and I want to continue that trend but unfortunately I am blanking-

Time for me to start another playthrough because I have 0 ideas/motive to write more WildClan at the moment and I have been listening to songs that give me a really strong and cool idea for a character that I unfortunatly cannot fit into any existing playthroughs without seeming out of nowhere/sudden (Or because I simply don't want to figure out how they would interact and/or clash with the existing characters!) Yes I am very active today mostly because I am buzzing with so much creative energy at the moment and don't want to waste it. But first I'm gonna play with random generators because I have to have SOME rules/caste system/etc. or else I will get bored, but if I have too many rules I will be annoyed so wish me luck y'all-

I intended to draw a new profile pic but instead ended up drawing a cat from a clangen save file of mine, oops- (Her name is Dropletrise just in case my writing isn't super clear)

I kinda want to change my profile pic, I'm thinking of having it be Magma (I hope someone at least remembers her from an old playthrough of mine-) But a small part of my brain is like 'No make it a WildClan character like Mossbeetle!' so I am low-key struggling- It'll be funny to finally have a profile pic after like three years without one though :3

I got an art tablet yesterday and I'm getting used to it, bit of a learning curve especially considering I'm also getting used to a new art program, but I'm trying to figure out how it works so here's some very rough doodles. More specifically doodles of me struggling with deciding on a design for Crowshade, and I just realized there's no quills on any of these doodles- I'm making the artistic decision that she WILL have a tail in my design of her though because I'm the artist and no one can stop me!

The sapling is a game where you mostly just watch an ecosystem evolve, more specifically the creatures and the plants! Fish game is a really fun game for me to play in short bursts because I love designing the tanks, the newest update introducing the ability to rotate plants as a small part of the update is a neat! Also the fact the fish can now follow your cursor sometimes after having them a while is such an amazing feature to me considering when I had a betta he would follow my finger around if I put it near the glass :3 What's your favorite game to play right now? (if you have one)

Hello everyone! I would love to write more WildClan but unfortunately I decided to try and delete the personality descriptions for the dead nichelings and then mindlessly closed the writing site only for me to now realize that in deleting some descriptions I also managed to delete ALL OF THE WHISPERCLAN NICHELINGS DESCRIPTIONS- I had our main 3's personalities in a word doc but didn't get around to putting the WhisperClan nichelings into it yet so now I'm going to have to rewrite a LOT of stuff, so if their personalities seem a bit off next time I update WildClan that's why-

Thank you for all the cool ideas! Can't promise they'll be used anytime soon but next time I need a name I'll remember these! Yea I play clangen all the time and SOMEHOW didn't even think of using it to come up with names- Thanks for the suggestion :3

A bit out of nowhere but if any of you have some good/interesting warrior cat prefix and suffixes I'd appreciate if y'all threw them my way, not for any particular reason but just because I'd love to have some extra ideas in case I need to name any of my characters for my playthroughs in the future and can't think of any off the top of my head :3

Behold a TwigStar and some drawing+shading practice! (I took many creative liberties with the chest fur and tail because no one can stop me >:3) Also I added lots of texture to the mane, cheek, chest, and tail fur because I think he has stiffer/rougher fur! Also kinda feels like it fits the Twig prefix-

A quarter-moon had passed and the three WildClan nichelings were still heavily cautious and always had one nicheling stay up while the other two slept to ensure their safety despite GoldenStar’s many promises that they wouldn’t be harmed. Mudpaw, the medicine nicheling apprentice as the clan had found out, had her ceremony to become a full medicine nicheling which the name Mudvine. Mudvine had been trying to become friends with Crowshade though it was debatable if that was making much of any progress due to Crowshade currently being fairly cold due to the whole situation WildClan was in at the moment. And Sparrowtuft’s sneering and mockery whenever his clanmates weren’t looking was not making her feel any more welcome. “Can’t you at least tell me your favorite type of prey?” Mudvine pleaded as Crowshade resisted the urge to hiss at the other nicheling giving yet another attempt at befriending her. “Rabill” She answered only because she hoped that Mudvine would leave her be. “Oh that’s cool! Mine is worms” Mudvine said causing Crowshade’s face twist into a grimace. She so badly wanted to express her disgust at the idea of eating worms but she also did not want to risk angering the clan that was sheltering her and her clanmates at the moment so she bite her tongue and said nothing. Mudvine deflated as she didn’t hear even a peep from the other nicheling. Was she really that unbearable to deal with that Crowshade wouldn’t even give her a small conversation? A tiny twinge of guilt twisted in Crowshade as she watched Mudvine’s posture droop before standing up and walking off. But she didn’t move from her spot as she continued to watch Mudvine until the other nicheling vanished from her sight before going back to idly staring at nothing. “I want to go home” Blossompaw’s ear flicked as she spoke those words and neither of the other WildClan nichelings could disagree with the statement. “I know but we’re not exactly ready to launch ourselves into another fight” TwigStar replied as he idly glanced around, most of the WhisperClan nichelings were out hunting or patrolling so he had gathered his clanmates to a secluded corner of the medicine den to talk. “And we’re stuck here” Crowshade grumbled as her paws dug into the ground below her to channel her frustration into something else. “Yeah, and the only idea I have is one I really don’t like” TwigStar sighed but Blossompaw perked up. “Well an idea is better than sitting around and doing nothing forever” She said as she looked over at TwigStar while Crowshade looked at him expectantly. “The only idea I currently have is asking GoldenStar if she and her clan would be willing to help us fight the bearyena” TwigStar admitted and he could see the moment that both of the two realized why he didn’t want to say anything about his idea. “Then we’d be in their debt” Crowshade said as she realized that they would have to pay them back somehow. “How? We don’t exactly have much to offer” Blossompaw piped up as she tried to figure out what they could even give in return. “That’s kind of the issue, even if I did ask we’d be in their debt until we found something to give up the only thing we have is…” TwigStar’s face soured as he had an idea. “Is?” Blossompaw prompted with a questioning stare. “Territory” TwigStar’s words caused Crowshade to bristle. “No” She hissed. “We might need it” She continued with a low rumble of irritation at the thought. “And there’s a bunch of stuff to explore, I doubt we’ve taken over the whole island” Blossompaw huffed completely agreeing with Crowshade especially on this matter. “But if we asked we’d need to pay them back with something, waiting would be worse because they could hold it over us” TwigStar said with mild annoyance, he didn’t like it but he didn’t want to be stuck in WhisperClan’s camp forever. “Once we’re healed we could fight them off ourselves!” Blossompaw declared but TwigStar just shook his head. “There’s more than two, I could smell them when I was leading that one away, there’s three at least” TwigStar said making the two look at him and he realized he forgot to mention that. “So we’d need more nichelings to help, believe me if I had a choice I wouldn’t even suggest it” He continued making Crowshade grimace while Blossompaw’s snout scrunched in irritation but neither of them protested. “Maybe we could just…I don’t know, hunt food for them and bring it to them as payment instead? Then we wouldn’t have to give up our territory and help them in return” Blossompaw said. “I mean you’re an amazing hunter TwigStar and if we all work together surely it’ll be enough for them” She rambled a bit out of nerves as she noticed both nichelings were silent. “That’s perfect!” TwigStar’s sudden exclamation startled Blossompaw into flinching making TwigStar wince before continuing. “Then we could repay our debt without having to worry about it being held over us” He said as he nodded to himself at the idea. “I’ll bring up the idea to GoldenStar later” TwigStar announced as he realized he may have a solution to their problem. “The sooner we get home the better” Crowshade said with relief. “I can’t wait to sleep in my own nest again” Blossompaw said with a happy sigh at the thought. Blossompaw couldn’t get a wink of sleep so she rose from her nest and carefully stepped outside the medicine den while ignoring the twinge of pain from her side, though thankfully it wasn’t as bad as when she and her clanmates first arrived. Her head turned this way and that before slowly making her way to the edge of the clearing. “Where are you going?” The sudden voice made Blossompaw’s ears flatten against her head as her gaze landed on a sandy-furred nicheling with thin white stripes running along her pelt sitting next to the camp entrance. “I just wanted to look at the stars” Blossompaw answered as she groomed the fur on her shoulder for a bit. “And why would you need to leave camp for that?” The nicheling asked questioning glance. “So I don’t wake anyone up” Blossompaw said with some confusion, wasn’t that obvious? “I’ll come with you than” The other nicheling said as the confused tone led her to believe that Blossompaw’s answer could be an excuse. “Okay?” Blossompaw wasn’t thrilled at the idea considering this was an attempt to relax that was now being invaded by a nicheling she didn’t know. She considered just going back but her legs were restless and the thought of laying down made her internally cringe. = She found a small clearing away from camp that showcased the sky like a prized possession. She slowly walked forward as her gaze was captured by the glittering lights that swam through the inky skies. Relaxing wasn’t something she could completely do as she was reminded by the sound of pawsteps taking a step closer to her. “I’m sure you’ve heard my name so what’s yours?” Blossompaw asked as she turned her head towards the nicheling who flinched at the unexpected conversation before answering. “Sandstripe” The nicheling answered as she looked over to stare at Blossompaw with a curious gaze. “Sorry if this is rude but you look like a fully grown warrior so why do you still have the paw in your name?” Sandstripe asked completely catching Blossompaw off guard. “Oh! Uh that, it’s uh- my warrior ceremony was pushed back due to me not being exactly blessed with hunting skills” Blossompaw stumbled a bit before landing on an answer that wasn’t entirely a lie. “That’s unfortunate, I’m sure you’ll get it soon” Sandstripe replied as she noticed it seemed like a bit of a sore spot for the other nicheling. “Yeah…I sure hope so, I want to be a capable warrior” Blossompaw said with a sigh as she returned her eyes to the stars. “I get that” Sandstripe said in complete agreement. “You do?” Blossompaw’s gaze was stolen from the stars once more as she turned towards the other nicheling with open curiosity. “Yeah, I want to prove to my clan that I’m worthy of getting the spot of deputy in the future, maybe even leader” Sandstripe said before shaking her head. “The only thing holding me back is my fighting skills” She grumbled. “I mean they’re fine, decent, but I want them to be the best they can be to prove I’m worthy” Sandstripe said with a deep breath that she soon let out while Blossompaw’s eyes shined with an idea. “We could train!” The sudden volume caused Sandstripe’s fur to bristle. “Er sorry” Blossompaw apologized before quickly moving along. “You said you’re not the best at fighting and I’m not the best at hunting but I’d say my fighting skills are my best ones, so maybe I could teach you better fighting moves and you could teach me how to hunt better! Maybe I’d learn better from someone new” She rambled in her explanation so it took Sandstripe a bit to catch everything but once she did her face lit up. “And we could both boost our weakest skills and prove we’re the best we can be!” Sandstripe’s voice raised a smidgen as her excitement increased at the idea of becoming a perfect warrior. “But you’re injured and I’m sure you’ll return to your clan’s territory once you do” Sandstripe’s excitement dampened at the realization. “We could meet in secret to train” Blossompaw suggested with a casualness that Sandstripe’s mind froze at. “What if our clans view us as unloyal because we’re meeting with a nicheling of a different clan?” Sandstripe’s ears lowered and she broke eye contact as she spoke. “GoldenStar and Speckleheart don’t seem like judgemental nichelings to me, and TwigStar would understand if I explained it to him” Blossompaw couldn’t see an issue with it and it made Sandstripe consider the idea. “I…guess you’re right, it’s for the good of our clans” Sandstripe relented as she realized it couldn’t hurt. “Exactly!” Blossompaw said with a grin. The two sat in content silence for a while before Sandstripe noticed the sun was just beginning to rise. “My post! I was supposed to guard the entrance: Sandstripe said with alarm as she shot to her paws. ”Oh right my clanmates might be a bit worried if I’m not there“ Blossompaw got to her paws at her own realization. ”Guess we should get back“ She said causing the two to turn around and go where they needed to. Thankfully everyone was still sleeping so there was no uproar due to their absences.

So excited to write WildClan but I decided I should probably flesh out my characters more to add more depth so I hope to update WildClan today but no promises!

Crowshade hated the way every nicheling turned their heads towards the group as she and the other two emerged from the grasses. Most of their gazes were curious but one nicheling, a brown nicheling with darker brown spots, looked at them with disdain. “Who are these three?” A golden-furred nicheling with orange markings and a fluffy tail asked as she looked at Speckleheart, this nicheling spoke with a soft and gentle tone of voice. “They’re a clan named WildClan from what they’ve told me” Speckleheart answered before quickly speaking up again. “They’re injured and I was wondering if they could stay at least until they’re healed” Speckleheart asked making Twigstrike’s head snap towards him. He was under the assumption that his clan would’ve been fine with it but why would he bring unknown nichelings to his clan’s camp if he wasn’t entirely sure it would be accepted? “Well of course, the pink one looks like they can barely stand from that injury” The golden nicheling spoke as she looked at Blossompaw sympathetically making Blossompaw unsure how to feel. She wanted to come off as strong and capable which wasn’t exactly easy when you have such a severe injury. But she tried as she straightened her posture as best she could. “I can stand fine honestly” Blossompaw said as gave the nicheling a grin that only seemed to amuse the nicheling. “Well still you three are more than welcome to stay until your injuries heal, welcome to WhisperClan” The nicheling purred as she gave a gentle smile that almost made Crowshade want to drop her guard. Most of the clan looked fairly unbothered by this announcement but the brown one with darker spots openly scowled in the three’s direction making Twigstrike’s fur mildly bristle at the thought of the nicheling being near him and his clanmates while they’re injured. “What’s your name?” Twigstrike asked with a twinge of suspicion as he noted that one nicheling’s reaction before turning his gaze back towards the golden nicheling. “Oh how rude of me to not introduce myself” The nicheling said with a laugh. “My name is GoldenStar, who would you three be?” The nicheling asked in return. “I’m Twigstrike, that’s Crowshade” He said nodding towards her “and that’s Blossompaw” he continued as he nodded towards Blossompaw who was trying to not show how much pain she was in at the moment, she had walked for a bit and her injury was still very fresh. “Blossompaw? But she looks like a fully grown warrior, not to mention you don’t seem to have a leader in sight” The brown nicheling with darker spots spoke making GoldenStar turn towards him with a stern glare. “Sparrowtuft” Her voice was still soft but it held an edge of warning. “You’re more like a rogue group than a clan” Sparrowtuft didn’t seem to heed the warning as he sneered at the three causing all three of them to bristle. “Sparrowtuft! That’s no way to treat visitors” GoldenStar hissed causing Sparrowtuft’s eyes to widen in shock before a sour expression settled on his face. “Whatever, just don’t let them near the prey pile without watching them, they might be prey-stealers” Sparrowtuft retorted before getting up and walking off. Blossompaw suddenly did not want to be here, she’d take her chances with the bearyena thank you. “I’m sorry about him, he’s never been good at showing kindness to those outside the clan but he should at least know better than to act like that towards injured nichelings” GoldenStar said with some exhaustion seeping into her voice. Twigstrike simply nodded as he went to take a step before his front left leg reminded him of why he was holding it up. “Oh right, Lightstream could you make sure these three get the necessary herbs?” GoldenStar asked as she looked over at a white nicheling with red eyes. “Maaaybe I have room for them” Lightstream said with a grin but specified once she saw the wary expressions of Twigstrike and Crowshade. “I’m joking, follow me you three” She said as she rose to her paws before walking towards a den. Blossompaw was the first to start following because she may not trust that Sparrowtuft but Lightstream didn’t seem malicious not to mention that at this point her injury was hurting so badly that she just wanted to rest. Crowshade followed next as while she only had minor injuries she wanted to keep an eye on Blossompaw to make sure this medicine nicheling didn’t try something. Twigstrike hesitated but quickly caved as he realized that’s where the other two were going and he didn’t want to be alone with a bunch of unknown nichelings. It was quickly and easily decided that Lightstream would check over Blossompaw first due to the severity of her injury. Crowshade kept a very close eye on everything that Lightstream was doing, which mildly unnerved her if she was completely honest, just to make sure she wouldn’t try anything. “Well at least it seems someone put something on the wound already” Lightstream commented as she finished putting the needed herbs on Blossompaw’s injury. “I did” Lightstream resisted the urge to flinch at Crowshade’s blunt and mildly harsh tone as she instead turned towards Twigstrike. “Your turn now, give me your paw please” Lightstream said making Twigstrike hesitate before slowly giving her his paw. “Thank you” Lightstream said with a comforting smile that only mildly warded off Twigstrike’s wariness. “Sure” He replied as to not be completely rude but Lightstream took no offense to it as she considered it from their perspective. They’re badly hurt, there’s only three of them compared to a whole clan, they don’t know any of these nichelings, and they have to rely on complete strangers to not harm them while they’re recovering. “Which of you are the leader of your clan?” Lightstream tried to make small talk as she applied an herb to Twigstrike’s injury. “I am, I just haven’t gotten the chance to get my lives” Twigstrike answered with a mildly defensive tone which Lightstream picked up on. “I’m not judging you” She was quick to reassure as she realized that might’ve come across as rude. “That’s good” Twigstrike replied as he realized he might be coming off as hostile and he’d rather not anger the nichelings that are going to be near him and his clanmates while they sleep. Meanwhile Blossompaw couldn’t stop herself from looking around the den that she was now resting in. It was different from the WildClan medicine den. Instead of being dug into the ground this one was above-ground, made of a mixture of woven grass, de-thorns vines, and mud that seems to keep it together making her idly wonder how it stays together when it rains. Then her gaze turned towards the herbs and her eyes shot open in shock. They were a huge mess of different herbs sitting in a massive pile without looking like there was any sense of organization. She’s pretty sure Mossbeetle would be caught dead before having such a disorganized mess considering his herbs were always sorted in meticulous piles that he constantly sorted when he wasn’t treating a nicheling or gathering more herbs. The reminder of her uncle brought down her mood as it started to truly sink in that she’d never have him lecture her for getting yet another thorn stuck in her paw or offer comfort in his own way by letting her hide from all the noise of the camp by allowing her to stay in the corner of the medicine den for a while. She drew her paws closer to herself as she blankly stared at the wall, being reminded that while this is a medicine den it isn’t THE medicine den she grew up with and had fond memories attached to. It only caused her to feel more out of place here than she already felt. “-ssompaw?” A voice suddenly cut through her thoughts and she turned her head to the side to see a concerned Crowshade laying a tail-length away from her and she noticed that Lightstream was no longer in the den, had she zoned out that long? “Yeah?” Blossompaw simply asked as she grinned to look more confident than she felt but Crowshade saw through it with ease. “Are you…alright?” Crowshade asked making Blossompaw’s grin twitch but she firmly kept it in place as she huffed. “I’m fine! Just need a moment to get used to the new place that’s all” Blossompaw replied as she instead focused her gaze on a wall of the den which only made Crowshade doubt it more but she had a feeling Blossompaw wouldn’t open up easily especially in a brand new place. “If you’re sure” Crowshade decided to drop it for now but she wasn’t going to let it go either. Twigstrike overheard the entire conversation considering he was also kinda confined to the medicine den but he didn’t comment as he didn’t feel it was his place to do so. He focused on watching the entrance of the den instead to check for any signs of danger or hostility from these other nichelings. The next sunrise Twigstrike had, despite Lightstreams protests, left the medicine den to go talk to GoldenStar as his mind had conjured a question he felt he needed the answer to. “GoldenStar?” The leader turned towards Twigstrike upon hearing the nicheling speak. “Yes? Are you supposed to be out of the medicine den?” GoldenStar asked as she glanced at his injured leg for a second before returning her gaze towards his face instead. “No” He answered her question easily before brushing past that in favor of asking the question that was bothering him. “Do you have a place you go to when you want to talk to StarClan?” Twigstrike asked making GoldenStar tilt her head. “Yes, why?” She questioned back as she was curious about why he’d want to know. “I’m the leader but I haven’t gotten a chance to get my lives yet because we can’t currently…get to the spot our clan uses to contact them” Twigstrike spoke carefully as he didn’t want to come across as weak to anyone in this clan, he wouldn’t want to make him or his clanmates easy targets, though it could be argued they already kind of are considering the injuries. GoldenStar’s expression turned to one of sympathy as she realized it must be more than just a fight with loners or rogues if they couldn’t even contact StarClan. “In that case I could show you where it is later” GoldenStar said as she easily agreed. “Is it possible you could show me now?” Twigstrike asked as he didn’t really love the responsibility being leader would bring but he would rather have his lives as soon as he could to protect his clanmates from threats. He wasn’t entirely sure he could trust these nichelings even if they seemed to be kind for the most part. GoldenStar was a bit surprised by his insistence but she didn’t think he had malicious intent so she nodded. “Follow me” She said making Twigstrike quickly follow after her, unaware that a nicheling from the clan saw it and scowled. = “Here it is” GoldenStar said as she nodded towards a tidepool near the shore and Twigstrike couldn’t stop a confused expression from appearing on his face. “A tidepool?” He asked as he stepped closer to it and looked into it. There was no special quality about it that he could see. “Yes, just touch your nose to it” GoldenStar explained but Twigstrike stared at her skeptically. “You’re not gonna try to drown me or something right?” He asked making GoldenStar look at him horrified. “Of course not! Do you think so little of me and my clanmates?” GoldenStar asked and Twigstrike resisted the urge to nod as he continued to stare at her. “…No I’m just…being cautious” Twigstrike responded as he turned towards the tidepool though he kept his ears sharp for any movement from her. GoldenStar was a bit hurt but decides she can’t blame him for trying to keep his clanmates safe so she tries to not take offense from it. = He touches his nose to the water and for a moment everything goes dark making panic surge through him before his vision returns and instead of the shore he finds himself standing on clouds with stars idly floating around. “Took a little longer than expected huh?” The familiar voice caused him to whip his head towards the sound and he couldn’t stop his surprise from showing as he saw the face of his mentor, though his pelt was now speckled with stars. “Daisyfall!” Twigstrike said as he turned around and bounded toward his mentor until he was only a tail-length away from him. “I’d love to chat but you’re here for your lives I’m guessing?” Daisyfall asked making Twigstrike slightly deflate as he realized he probably wouldn’t have time for idle chit-chat but he nodded. “Well your first life will be for being aware of your clanmates ideas and feelings” Daisyfall spoke before touching noses with Twigstrike in a way that reminded him of the sunrise he got apprenticed to him as he felt something strong rush into his body in a way that made him feel as if a strong breeze tried to knock him over. Daisyfall stepped back with a smile before vanishing making Twigstrike feel bittersweet. The next nicheling made him freeze as he had to resist the urge to bare his teeth as he saw the figure of his father Firefang appear before him. “A life for keeping those you love close” Firefang spoke as he touched his snout to his kit’s forehead and Twigstrike had to grit his teeth at the almost buzzing feeling this life gave him before Firefang stepped back with a remorseful expression before vanishing. “I’m so proud of you” The next nicheling made him smile as he saw the familiar brown pelt of his mother Robinbriar, her face was full of affection as she looked at her kit. “I give you a life for keeping those close to you safe” She said as she rested her head on top of Twigstrike’s long enough to give him his next life before stepping back with a smile. “I love you mom” Twigstrike whispered making Robinbriar’s smile turn slightly sad but didn’t miss a beat. “I love you too my wonderful kit” She purred before she vanished. The sound of pawsteps behind him startled him into turning around despite the fact he knew he was in StarClan at the moment and therefore safe. He froze as soon as he caught sight of the nicheling that was bounding toward him. “R-redpaw…” He whispered as he felt himself tear up at the sight of his sister. She had apparently not aged since she died as the tips of her ears only reached his snout so he had to look down to look her in the eyes. “Don’t be sad, we get to see each other again!” Redpaw said with a beaming smile. “And I’m not sick anymore!” She said and that caused Twigstrike to notice she hadn’t sniffled or coughed once which made a ghost of a smile appear on his face. “That’s great” He said honestly. “Apparently we can’t talk much though, so here’s a life for persevering even through the worst pain and events” Redpaw said as she tried to reach him before Twigstrike realized and put his head down so the two could touch noses before Redpaw stepped back. “We’ll see each other again” Twigstrike said making Redpaw nod. “Hopefully not soon though” Redpaw said which made Twigstrike’s heart clench painfully but he knew it was for the best, he needed to lead his clanmates especially at a time like this. The other four nichelings appeared along with many he didn’t recognize especially the one that spoke. “You’re aware of the burden you’ll carry, that you will have to make the clan your priority correct?” A bright red nicheling with black stripes and a very fluffy tail spoke. “I’m aware, CanaryStar informed me of the leader’s duties” Twigstrike replied but he quickly piped up with a question. “Who are you though? I don’t recognize you” His question made the red nicheling pause and he wondered if they wouldn’t answer in the usual cryptic StarClan fashion. “I’m SquirrelStar, the first leader of WildClan” Twigstrike was pleasantly surprised to get an answer but he would not be complaining about it. “With these lives and the promise to prioritize your clan you are now the official leader of WildClan, and with your role your new name TwigStar” SquirrelStar announced making the other StarClan nichelings cheer his new name. Twigstrike- or TwigStar now he supposed, knew this was coming but getting his official name made the feeling of leadership rest a little heavier on his shoulders but he made a silent vow to keep WildClan alive and give them a better chance to thrive. = TwigStar flinched awake causing a few droplets of water to go flying. “How did it go?” GoldenStar asked after seeing him ‘wake up’ from the visit to StarClan. “I’m officially the leader of WildClan” GoldenStar smiled after hearing the news. “TwigStar now I’m supposing?” She asked as she stood to her paws. TwigStar simply nodded. “Wonderful, though we should probably go back so your clanmates don’t worry” GoldenStar said and TwigStar couldn’t disagree so he got up and followed her back to camp.

Crowshade slipped into the medicine den to check on Mossbeetle and CanaryStar, feeling a bit worried after CanaryStar’s fumble at the last sunrise. She blinked before squinting at the darkness of the medicine den in the early sunrise while wondering how Mossbeetle could see anything at times like this. Once her vision adjusted she froze, hoping that she was just jumping to conclusions. CanaryStar was laying on the moss nest which wouldn’t raise any alarm bells normally but the fact that Mossbeetle was laying somewhat on her with no signs of life caused Crowshade to quickly walk over to the two. She felt any signs of hope vanish as she checked the two for signs of life the way Mossbeetle had taught her as an apprentice. Upon finding nothing she slowly stepped back as she realized she would have to break the news to the other two. She was sure Twigstrike would feel some sadness at least but the thought of telling Blossompaw that her mom and uncle were dead made her feel nauseous, especially considering she was already not doing well after recent events. But she knew she couldn’t stall it forever so she took a deep breath before turning around and walking out of the medicine den to inform the other two. = All three nichelings were gathered around the still bodies of CanaryStar and Mossbeetle, looking at them with both similar yet different emotions. Sadness was felt among all of them but their deaths meant something different to every nicheling. Crowshade knew CanaryStar was a great leader but she was more hurt by the death of Mossbeetle. He had taught her so much about herbs and healing to the point he was practically a second mentor to her so the fact she had lost both her mentor-figures was a crushing blow. Twigstrike was sad but he was also grappling with the thought that he was now technically the leader of the clan, though he felt it was barely a clan with only three nichelings, he had known about it for some time now but for the reality to come true was different. He could already feel the responsibility that was suddenly thrust onto his shoulders and he didn’t know how to feel about it. Blossompaw was…not taking it well. At least internally she wasn’t. She was trying to not let it show how it was affecting her as the weight of everything started to slowly crush her emotional state, she was already fighting with her grief and guilt over taking a nicheling’s life but now she had to deal with losing her mom and uncle at the same time without any space between. She felt it was unfair, wasn’t she dealing with enough? Why did this have to happen? The three nichelings slept in different parts of the camp as they were all hurt but also feeling as if they couldn’t lean on each-other even in this difficult situation. A scream jolted Twigstrike awake as he shot up from his nest and bolted out to see what made that noise. The sight of Blossompaw hissing at a large beast greeted him and to his horror he saw blood running down from an injury across her side. Without a moment of hesitation he launched himself at the bearyena’s back, catching it off guard if the noise it made was any indicator, before sinking his teeth into the back of its neck. The beast roared in pain as it started to shake its pelt to dislodge its attacker. Despite his attempts to keep a hold Twigstrike felt his grip loosen before he flew off to the side. He grit his teeth when his body collided with the ground in an attempt to ignore the pain as he rose to his paws. The commotion had caused Crowshade to come investigate and it only took a few moments for her to understand the situation. Twigstrike ran around the bearyena to confuse it which gave Crowshade a chance to jump on its back. Crowshade wasn’t shaken off like Twigstrike as she dug her teeth into the beast’s throat without letting go. the beast thrashed and ended up scratching one of Twigstrike’s front legs making him jump back with the realization that he had been too close. Crowshade’s attempts were met with victory when the beast started struggling less and eventually fell to the ground dead. She didn’t let go for a few moments just in case before jumping off of the beast’s body. She looked over at Twigstrike before noticing the state Blossompaw was in. But before anything else could be done a growl sounded out that made every nicheling freeze before turning towards the edge of camp, where another bearyena had just stalked out of the grasses, and upon inspection it was easy to tell this one was much healthier due to the lack of showing ribs unlike the last one. “We can’t fight it, not like this” Crowshade said as she noticed Twigstrike preparing to attack. “But won’t it just follow us?” Twigstrike asked as he was locked in a staring contest with the beast across the large clearing. “Maybe, but at least we’d have chance if we ran” Crowshade said making Twigstrike scowl. “So we’re just supposed to leave our home to the beast?” He asked with a lashing tail. “It won’t matter if we’re all dead will it?” Crowshade asked making Twigstrike shut his mouth despite his annoyance. “Fine, then how should we stop it from following the scent of blood?” He asked as he kept eye contact with the bearyena as he noticed it had stopped moving for the moment. “Maybe you should lead in the opposite direction, lose it, then follow our scents” Crowshade suggested. Twigstrike didn’t love the idea but he could tell there wasn’t much choice so he nodded. Twigstrike ignored the pain in his front leg as he darted close enough to anger the bearyena before darting away to avoid its claws, giving Crowshade and Blossompaw the chance to run away. He made sure it was following before turning around and running in the opposite direction. He felt his blood rushing through him as the roar of the bearyena sounded behind him along with the sound of thundering pawsteps. Every pawstep almost felt as if it shook the earth beneath him but he forced himself to keep running even as his leg seared with white hot flashes of pain. Every instinct in him was tearing itself apart with the inability to choose between run and fight. It was only after the sound of pawsteps stopped that he allowed himself to slow down, his entire body shaking from the adrenaline that carried him so far as the exhaustion started to seep in. He was tempted to just lay down and rest but he forced himself to find out where he was so he find the scents of his clanmates. It took until almost sun-down to find his clanmates but he was relieved when he did as he immeadiatly collapsed due to the adrenaline running out. Crowshade was relieved when he noticed he was mostly just tired. “This will sting” Twigstrike’s sluggish mind barely processsed the words when stinging pain shot out from his injured leg causing him to instictually try to yank it back but Crowshade held it with a strong enough grip to keep it in place as she finished applying the chewed up healing fruit flowers. Twigstrike scowled a bit but didn’t say a word as he knew it would be bad if his injury was infected. “How’s Blossompaw?” Twigstrike was suddenly struck with the realization that Blossompaw had taken the most damage out of any of them. “She should be fine, it’ll scar but I’ve already applied the necessary herbs to make sure she doesn’t die” Crowshade easily replied after checking over his injury once more before deciding she was satisfied with it for now. She took a step back before speaking once more. “She tried to stay up to see you but the blood loss caused her to lose consciousness though thankfully she’s doing as well as she could be in this situation” Crowshade finished her explanation before turning around to check on the sleeping Blossompaw. “You should get some rest” Crowshade said without looking away from Blossompaw. “Shouldn’t you?” Twigstrike retorted but Crowshade simply shook her head. “I’ll rest next sunrise, I need to make sure Blossompaw’s condition continues to be stable” Crowshade said with a stubbornness that made Twigstrike drop it for the moment as he laid his head down and slowly closed his eyes. = “-T AWAY FROM THEM!” The sound of a shout forced Twigstrike to his paws which caused him to wince as he put pressure on his front left leg. He raised his eyes to be met with an unknown nicheling that was in front of Crowshade, who was standing in front of him and Blossompaw protectively. Blossompaw seemed just as dazed as he was, if not more. “Who are you?” Twigstrike asked with a hiss, he may be injured but he was supposed to be the leader and wanted to try and come across as such. “Oh! I’m Speckleheart, I was worried since you three don’t seem to be the best of shape” The unknown nicheling spoke with a gesture of the paw towards all of them. “Well we’re fine thank you” Twigstrike snapped making Speckleheart flinch as he realized these nichelings were very on edge. “I’m not trying to trick you or anything, promise! I just thought that maybe my clan could help you considering we have lots of herbs and food” Speckleheart offered with a smile as he hoped the three would accept his help. He knows that GoldenStar would be fine with it and as the deputy he was sure he could convince anyone with doubts. “Please, that sounds like an ambush waiting to happen” Blossompaw hissed as she rose to her paws despite Crowshade’s warning glare. “We’re not that rabill-brained” She continued as she puffed up her quills to look bigger. “It’s not! And what would my clan gain from killing a small group of nichelings who are already injured?” Speckleheart reasoned but the words made Twigstrike’s expression sour. “We’re not a ‘group’ we’re a clan!” Twigstrike replied making Speckleheart slowly gaze at each of the three nichelings while trying very hard to hide his doubt, how could three nichelings be a clan? But he bit his tongue as he didn’t want to irritate them further. “What is your clan’s name?” Speckleheart asked with the hope of calming the group at least a little. “WildClan” Twigstrike answered as he continued to watch the nicheling carefully. “Well WildClan, if you decide you don’t like it you can leave but give it a chance please, your injuries look bad” Speckleheart pleaded as he looked at the three. Twigstrike looked at the other two, who stared back, as the three had a silent conversation before he turned his gaze back to Speckleheart. “Fine, but if you try something we won’t be an easy fight I assure you” Twigstrike declared the group’s agreement making Speckleheart perk up as he realized they had actually agreed. “Oh perfect! Follow me” Speckleheart said as he turned around before starting to walk towards his clan’s camp while making sure to not go too fast for the injured nichelings.

Had a lot of art motivation today so behold a Spottedfrost contemplating his past actions while looking at a river in the dark forest-

Thank you so much! :D!!! But yea I have to agree, Blossompaw is one of my best written characters in my opinion so I'm glad you like her so much!

The advantages of looking at my homethread is that you get to on very rare occasion see playthrough related stuff I don't wanna clog the actual playthrough thread with, like this art of Blossompaw after the whole Tigerthorn situation.

Yea the clan is tiny (Curse my habit of only having my nichelings have 1-2 kits to avoid coming up with characterization for a bunch of characters-) but I do have an idea of how to help ensure the clans survival hopefully!

Can't believe we're at five pages of WildClan-

Blossompaw trudged toward camp, trying her best to delay the inevitable of having to choose what she would do. Would she lie and live with the guilt for the rest of her life living a lie? Or would she come clean and ruin the life she had built and risk being chased out? Neither option seemed appealing to her if she was honest with herself. Eventually she made her way to the edge of camp. The usual hustle and bustle would usually energize her and bring her spirits high but at the moment it brought her nothing but anxiety. Would they stare at her with disgust and disdain after learning she had blood on her paws? After taking a breath she strutted into camp with an attempt to exude her usual confidence but considering that every nicheling in the clan knew her well she could feel the stares on her pelt. She felt unease prickle across her pelt as her mom made her way over with Sandwing following behind. “What’s wrong?” CanaryStar asked as she immediately noticed the odd demeanor her kit was having. “And where’s your mentor?” Sandwing added but despite looking at him Blossompaw’s attention was fully focused on the fact she could hear two sets of pawsteps coming over before noticing that both Mossbeetle and Crowpaw seemed to have come to check on her as well. Usually it would warm her heart but at the moment the last thing she wanted was more nichelings around as it made her feel crowded as her mind scrambled for an explanation or cover-up. “I swear if he just left you by yourself” Mossbeetle’s annoyed grumbles reached Blossompaw’s ears despite the fact that most noise felt far away and fuzzy at the moment. “Blossompaw are you o-” Blossompaw interrupted Sandwing’s words with burst of words. “I KILLED HIM!” The words burst out of her without prompting or time to think as the guilt wrapped around her chest like a tangled patch of thorns. Silence reigned over the surrounding nichelings for enough time to make Blossompaw consider fleeing before Twigstrike spoke. “No, NO!” The words made Blossompaw shrink on herself at seeing the nicheling she considered an older brother look at her with complete disbelief. “You…you wouldn’t do that” Twigstrike said as the other nichelings started reacting to her confession. “No…” Was all CanaryStar said as she looked at Blossompaw. There’s no way her kit would have paws stained with blood right? There had to be a reason or purpose, her kit wouldn’t attack her own clanmate for no reason or for fun. CanaryStar looked at her kit begging for an explanation. “I didn’t mean to!” Blossompaw yelled before anyone else could speak, wanting a chance to explain the situation. It seemed to work as every nichelings expectant stare fell on her with more weight than she ever wanted to bear. “He attacked me first” She said causing some shock to spread through the crowd, Tigerthorn was cold but he didn’t come across as the type to attack his own apprentice. “And it was only because he accidentally let it slip that he was the one who killed Daisyfall” Blossompaw finished explaining causing even more shock at the idea. Daisyfall’s death was never figured out despite many attempts to find the cause. “You’re not lying to cover yourself?” Mossbeetle asked making CanaryStar scowl at the idea of Mossbeetle accusing her daughter of that. Blossompaw aggressively shook her head and Mossbeetle somewhat relaxed with a nod. “If what you say is true than it would be self-defense” CanaryStar reasoned and none of the nichelings disagreed though it was obvious the actions had somewhat changed their view of Blossompaw. “But” The word crushed any hope Blossompaw had as she heard her mom speak. “I can’t let you off without punishment, so as your punishment you will not be getting your warrior name next sunrise like you were going to, and you’ll always have to be watched by someone” CanaryStar spoke with a stern tone and Blossompaw was devastated but didn’t say a peep as she knew that was nothing for what she did. So she just nodded in response. Blossompaw cautiously lifted her gaze towards Crowpaw as she had been silent the entire time. Crowpaw stared back at the other apprentice before her face shifted to one of discomfort, breaking eye contact and looking off to the side. Blossompaw felt pain crush her a little more at the reaction from the nicheling she was closest to. “Come with me” Mossbeetle’s words made Blossompaw look at him with confusion. “Your wound will get infected” Mossbeetle said as he turned around and started walking towards the medicine den. As if to remind her the bite-mark on her shoulder let out a pulse of pain that made her slightly wince before following after her uncle. The next sunrise the clan was gathered for Crowpaw’s naming ceremony. Unfortunately, the usually cheerful occasion was blanketed with an air of unease after the events that had just occurred. Crowpaw wanted to be excited for this event but she couldn’t muster the happiness as she looked to her side which was only occupied by air. The spot was supposed to be taken by Blossompaw as the two got their warrior names at the same time like they’d been planning for moons but now Crowpaw was getting her name alone and it felt wrong. CanaryStar didn’t comment on the lack of energy Crowpaw held as she stepped in front of her clanmates. “This apprentice has trained hard in learning the ways of a warrior so I call upon StarClan to give this apprentice her warrior name” The leader began as she looked over the crowd of nichelings that were gathered for the event, trying to ignore the small size of the clan. “By the power of StarClan I give you your warrior name, from now on you will be known as Crowshade for your hunting capabilities” CanaryStar closed up the ceremony with those words causing the clan nichelings to cheer. Well try to cheer anyway. Of all the nichelings the loudest was both surprising and not as Crowpaw- no Crowshade, looked over and saw Blossompaw who gave her a smile filled with both pride and sadness. Crowshade couldn’t bare to look and instead turned her gaze towards her mentor who gave her a sunny smile though it was slightly strained from both stress and the age that had become more obvious with each sunrise. She looked away again and instead focused on CanaryStar until the meeting was over. The lack of a greeting from Sandwing had definitely confused CanaryStar as her deputy had made a habit of greeting her every sunrise, after Mossbeetle of course, so she was a bit confused but brushed it off as getting carried away talking to Mossbeetle but when Twigstrike told her that he hadn’t sent him on a hunting patrol she become concerned. “Hey Mossbeetle have you- oh” CanaryStar’s words froze in her throat as she saw her brother blanking staring at Sandwing, who wasn’t breathing or showing a single sign of life. “Is he…?” CanaryStar tentatively asked not wanting to assume the worst and hoping she was wrong. “He’s gone” Mossbeetle’s words would come across as cold or uncaring to many but CanaryStar’s ears flattened upon hearing her brother’s statement. She slowly approached Sandwing and looked at him as if hoping he would suddenly crack open an eye and ask what’s wrong. She couldn’t help but feel disappointed when he was as still as he had been since she walked into the medicine den. “I’m so sorry” CanaryStar’s whisper felt like it would echo in the complete silence of the den. “You can’t stop age…unfortunately” Mossbeetle said with a waver in his tone that made CanaryStar look over at her brother’s face. She was saddened as she saw tears gathering in his eyes along with the fact he was obviously trying to hold them back. CanaryStar just scooted closer so their shoulders were touching and that small action seemed to break the dam as Mossbeetle let out a sob. He then turned his head and buried his snout into his sister’s shoulder as he continued to sob with tears soaking CanaryStar’s shoulder. But she didn’t mind and wrapped her tail around him to let him know that she was here for him, only being able to imagine the pain he was in. Mossbeetle felt like it wasn’t fair. He had only recently gotten to be mates with Sandwing and now StarClan had taken him away. This only further proved to him that he was right in blocking out StarClan’s attempts to give him visions, they only ever hurt nichelings and made stupid rules that did nothing good. Gloominess clung to the nicheling’s like mud as CanaryStar sluggishly clambered onto the rock to make the inevitable announcement. It obviously didn’t take long for everyone to hear of Sandwing’s passing and there was no nicheling who wasn’t sad considering the size of the clan and Sandwing’s sunny personality. But CanaryStar couldn’t delay it. “As we all know Sandwing has sadly passed, old age comes for all at some point and it was his time” CanaryStar started as she looked over the gathered nichelings. “But the clan must choose a new deputy to ensure the clan’s future isn’t one of chaos and confusion” She continued making most of the nichelings nod in agreement, except for Mossbeetle who wasn’t entirely there despite the fact he had come for the meeting. “I say this before the spirit of Sandwing so he can approve of my choice, Twigstrike will be the new deputy of WildClan” CanaryStar said causing Blossompaw and Crowshade to cheer for Twigstrike even if their hearts weren’t entirely in it. Twigstrike knew this was coming but it still felt unexpected as he stood in front of his clanmates, could this even be considered a clan anymore? There were five of them and two were old enough that they could die without warning just like Sandwing had. Twigstrike pushed the thought out of his mind and tried to focus on the present. Noticing the nod Crowshade gave as Blossompaw beamed at him for being chosen. “Meeting dismissed” CanaryStar said before getting ready to jump off the rock but her paw slipped and she tumbled onto the ground causing two gasps of shock from Crowshade and Blossompaw. Mossbeetle seemed to snap out of his stupor a bit as he rushed to his sister’s side to check on her. “I’m fine, I just slipped” CanaryStar said as she stood to her paws. “Take a rest at least” CanaryStar considered protesting but seeing the open worry of her brother’s face gave her pause as she realized that he was probably concerned after losing Sandwing. “Fine” CanaryStar said making Mossbeetle relax as he led her to the medicine den to rest. The other nichelings watched before turning toward each other. They quickly dispersed into two groups, Blossompaw would be watched by Twigstrike while Crowshade went off by herself. The three had been close but now being near each other felt suffocating and awkward.

Well I'm writing while replying to this (A bit of procrastination-) so hopefully you'll know soon!