Stranger

Idk if colonialism is a thing in infinite craft try and combine it with land-

Wait no we might scare her off-

You are sproinging back into existence this is good 👍👍👍👍

It works great, thanks! I forgot where I had the folder tho so I had to extract clangen all over again and it was a slog but it worked in the end

I know it's happening to me too... I like a lot of her songs and she was my number one artist on Spotify wrapped simply because of the amount of her songs that were in my playlist 😞😞😞😞😞

It actually came out 3 days ago as well so I miscalculated the timeframe

Finished the book and yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes ye- IT WAS SO GOOD I AM LITERALLY BEGGING YOU GUYS TO READ THE SERIES ITS SO GOOD

(Tiny green?) Wind whipped in Vayka’s face as she stepped off the stones, glaring at the grasses ahead of her. Honestly, they looked suspicious. She touched the red gems on her chest for luck, before walking forward to scout the way. The sound of someone clearing their throat made her turn around again. ‘Did I tell you you could leave?’ The Kani’s voice was cold and sharp, as usual. ‘I’m the warrior, I need to go scout…’ Mumbled Vayka, playing the part of a scared little nicheling. It was what her mother told her to do. That temper of yours will get you into a lot of trouble someday. The Kani scoffed, and Vayka’s mask of obedience slipped slightly, frustration flashing in her eyes. ‘You think I don’t know that? You are still a child. Kiji is older than you, so I’m sending her.’ ‘Kiji is a medic!’ Vayka snapped, before immediately regretting it. The Kani’s eyes narrowed, fixing her with an ice cold glare. Vayka could only wait for some punishment to be given to her, but a blur of spots blocked her vision. Her mother stood in front of her, bowing to the Kani. ‘I apologise for my daughter, really, she doesn’t know what she’s saying.’ Kat bowed as low as she could. It was completely opposite of how she usually acted, loud and unapologetic. I do know what I’m saying, actually. Vayka managed to hold her tongue. ‘Very well.’ The Kani said after a long silence, before stalking off to sit in the flowers. Kat turned around, a stormy expression on her face. ‘Kiji, go scout out the area.’ Kat called to her eldest daughter. Kiji nodded once, leaving quickly. She muttered something to herself before shaking her head. Vayka hoped that would distract her mother, but it was hopeless. ‘Do those spikes on your back grow into your head Vayka, stopping you from thinking? I already warned you so many times. The Kani will only let you off the hook so many times before she loses her patience!’ Vayka flinched at her mothers scolding, but when she looked up, her mothers eyes were filled with worry as well as anger. She managed to mutter out a short apology. She wasn’t even finished speaking when her mother pulled her into a warm hug. Vayka squirmed, but Kat didn’t let go. Eventually Vayka gave up, resting her head against her mother. ‘I can’t lose you, do you understand?’ Kat’s voice was quiet. Vayka nodded once, and Kat let her go. A cough rattled her mothers body just as Vayka stepped away. ‘Mom? Are you okay?’ She laid a paw on her mothers. ‘Fine. A cough’s been going around, nearly everyone has it. It doesn’t look dangerous.’ Vayka nodded and looked at the tribe, everyone was going about their business now, the tall grasses looming over them. She went back to glaring at the grass, as if that would change her situation somehow. ~ Zorro ambled through the grass, munching slowly on a big, fat rabbil. Well, it did die a few days ago, so it wasn’t exactly tasty, but it was better than nothing. He had lived on this island his whole life, and he had never much wanted for food. Disease was common here, killing rabbils, birds, nichelings and even bearyena. If you weren’t immune, you were done for. Thankfully, Zorro was immune. A rustle in the grasses caught his attention, and he lay low, straining his ears. Thanks to his eyes not working, he had to rely on smell and hearing. A humming reached his ears. It abruptly stopped, a few words being said, before starting back up again. Strangely enough, Zorro only heard one nicheling, their pawsteps light. He decided to chance it. ‘Hiya, I don’t think I’ve met you before, considering no one lives on this island but me. Speaking of, why are you on my island?’ Zorro stood tall, walking out of the bushes. The last thing he wanted were a bunch of intruders. A startled yelp came from the nichelings direction before they answered. ‘Hi! Um, we had to leave our island because we were being chased. We’ll leave this one soon, don’t worry.’ She paused for a moment. ‘My names Kiji, what’s your name?’ ‘Zorro.’ He grinned, trying to make himself less scary, considering the fact that the way he greeted her wasn’t exactly kind. From her voice, she was definitely a child. ‘Are your parents around?’ ‘My mothers back at camp. I can take you there if you want. We kind of need new members, and I’m sure the Kani will be h-’ ‘Wait. Kani? You’re a monarchy?’ Zorro frowned. The only tribe he had heard of like that was a huge one on an island of plenty. They wouldn’t move to an island like this by choice. ‘Well, exiled, but…’ Kiji’s voice faded. Suddenly, Zorro let out a loud laugh. ‘Fair enough, I’ll come with you. Being in a tribe couldn’t hurt.’ An exiled monarchy! It seemed strange to him, but a tribe so desperate for new members would surely offer good food and protection. Zorro walked in the direction of Kiji’s voice. She led him back to camp, while excitedly asking weird questions and chattering way too much. ~ Ainijaya’s coughing racked her body, which was weak and frail from sickness. When Zorro arrived two weeks ago, he had told them about the disease. Half the tribe was infected, including the Kanir and the Kani. Kat was nearby, administering herbs while the coughing shook her own body. Qirunar was already passed out, his breathing becoming more and more shallow. Ainijaya’s vision began to swim, Kat’s voice suddenly distant. She gave one last cough before her vision faded to black. ~ Nikaj glared at the sky, angry at the world. The sun shone brightly, too happy a sight for such a grim day. The Kani, Kanir, Kat, Hu, and Mita all were taken by the sickness. That left only her, her brother, Kat’s daughters and Zorro. Nikaj cursed, angrily pawing at the ground. For a moment she hoped this was all a bad dream, but she knew it was stupid to think that. She just wanted to leave this cursed island, but the tribe did not have enough resources to do that. She heard pawsteps, and immediately knew it was Ramsi. ‘I’ve told the tribe to move to the ports. So we can be ready for our next crossing.’ Ramsi’s voice was softer than usual. He had survived the sickness, but he paid the price with his voice. He was barely able to raise his voice above a whisper, and when he did, it sounded raspy, and grated against nichelings ears. Nikaj was just glad he survived. ‘Tribe. That’s hardly what we are, we’re a collection of nichelings.’ She spat at no one in particular. ‘But It’s still our duty to protect everyone here.’ Ramsi persisted. Nikaj wheeled around at him, suddenly angry. ‘And we did a fine job, didn’t we!’ She hissed. Her brother visibly flinched, and Nikaj quickly felt guilty. ‘Sorry. I’m not mad at you, I just..’ ‘I know.’ Ramsi’s whisper was beside her now, his paw on her shoulder, a gentle smile on his face. Nothing would ever break Ramsi’s kindness, and for that, Nikaj was eternally grateful. For a moment, she felt that familiar pang of jealousy, before burying it. Her brother needed her, being bitter would fix nothing. She did her best to smile back, and the two walked back to the others.

I'm changing the wanderer joining the pack chance to 1-3: is from the old pack, and is hostile. 4-5: Willing to join Because I need more wanderers

Do you mind saying how? I would love an ourple cat

Lmaooo Shark and Reed are my favourites they are the best!!

Your pencil drawings are really good, I don't think I've ever seen you do traditional? Whenever I try to draw at school I always get embarrassed and cover it because I'm afraid someone will take pictures 😭😭

Do what you think is best, if you're really passionate about it I'd suggest rewriting it, but if you can't remember anything and don't have the head for it then don't bother. But that honestly sucks so baaad rip :(.

I don't think so

It does

I really love the character interactions and story this playthrough has so it always get me really excited, I'm glad to see youre happy! :D. Excited bubbly character + quiet serious character >>>>>> basically anything else

His fight with the yellow nicheling gave him a lot of damage and then he just died 😭😭😭 The others are actually pretty old now as well aaaaa

(Blame CosmicChaos21 for the update, I got inspired fr. Still a short update though) Grass mingle (I think) Kiji bounded after a pretty purple butterfly, her legs and paws stronger than when she was little. The colourful thing flew higher, and fluttered away, much to Kiji’s disappointment. It was a game between her and the butterflies. I’ll get you one day, you know. Kiji glared at the butterfly for a moment, wondering if it could read her thoughts. Apparently not. The purple insect had by now faded into the distance, and with a twist of her stomach, Kiji realised this might be the last time she ever played this game. Her little sister, Vayka, was going to be old enough to travel soon. And that meant leaving the island. Kiji huffed at nothing, and pawed at the soft grass below her, knowing that she was just stalling for time. ‘Well, this way Kiji. To the beach!’ Kiji said in an attempt to cheer herself up. She flinched at how it sounded, a lonely voice in an empty clearing. Look at how you sound! Might as well tell the butterflies you have no friends, at least that’s not talking to yourself. ‘Quiet, Kiji.’ She muttered at no one in particular. It was at times like these she missed her Dad. He always had something sensible to say. But wounds catch up with you, especially when you’re old. ‘There you are! You’re always off wandering. Vayka missed you.’ The cheery voice of her Mom, Kat, snapped Kiji out of her own glum thoughts. ‘She’s a bit young to miss nichelings, I think.’ Kiji looked down at the spiky little nicheling that was so similar to her, it was kind of creepy. Vayka just babbled up at her older sister, a wide smile on her face. ‘You never know. You were a very strange child, she could be the same.’ Mom fed a berry to Vayka, and gave one to Kiji. ‘If you tell me one more time about the day I tried to eat The Kani’s tail, we aren’t speaking.’ Kiji smiled and batted her Mom with her tail. She loved her family, but it wasn’t the same as having a friend her age, who she could relate to. Even though she had people who loved her, she was still lonely, and she hated that. She hoped she would meet someone new on the next island, someone who could stop her feeling so alone. ~ Wind ruffled Ramsi’s thick fur as he looked out over the small group of nichelings. Everyone was milling about on the ports, ready to finally leave. Unease tangled in his heart, about the move, but about other things as well. Specifically he and his sister. ‘Behind you, you dolt!’ Nikaj roared, before decking him in one swift move. Her broad grin blocked out the sun as she loomed over him, one paw on his three white gems. ‘You are so useless. I bet you’ll die in like the first three days of us being on the new island.’ ‘Nika-’ ‘No wait, make that two. You look like a two-dayer right now.’ ‘Nikaj!’ He rolled his eyes at her and shoved her off, but she just expertly bounced away, laughing loudly. There was no venom in their voices, they had been teasing each other like this since they were kids. ‘Not my fault you can’t protect your back.’ She shrugged. ‘Not fair. You were always bigger and stronger than me. I still don’t know why you’re not the one inheriting the tribe.’ As soon as the words crossed Ramsi’s mouth, he wanted to take them back. He felt like an idiot for bringing up something that has always been a sore topic between them. A shadow of jealousy flickered in his sisters eyes for a moment, her smile going cold, before she blinked and suddenly her smile was as it was earlier. ‘I don’t want the stupid tribe anyway. Now come on, let’s go help the parents organise stuff, they’re not exactly youngsters anymore. And apparently you’re supposed to be good at this stuff.’ Nikaj turned and walked, Ramsi following close behind. ‘Apparently.’ Ramsi smiled. He followed, and not a day later, the tribe was hopping across the stones to a land unknown.

Ok so. I have miscalculated. You know the way this story is based on monarchy and a caste system, which I find interesting? Yeah well when I made this I had a brief misplacement of brain and forgot I hated both monarchies and caste systems, even if they are kind of interesting. And I'm writing a story about them. But I don't want to give up on this playthrough so early, since I haven't really had time to get attached to the characters. SO, my solution is to keep going, but don't be surprised if this playthrough ends up going haywire, and some completely insane stuff happens with the monarchy aspect.

ME WHEN COSMIC UPDATES WILDCLAN Also Blossompaw and Crowpaw are the best duo 👍👍👍👍

Can't quote the post for some reason but anyway Personality: close to human

The bad batch season 3 started streaming today but my family and me are currently away from home so I can't watch it I am dying It's impossible for me to wait like 13 weeks for the entire season to be released aaaaaaaaAAAAAAA

The goat persons design is so coool!!!

Omg it looks nothing like your normal artstyle, I was genuinely wondering who made this one!

Damn don't worry, youre not alone I hate not being able to move either, pretty sure it's something to do with claustrophobia but oh well