|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Quarry of Ash, ch.2
"All cats who are old enough to hunt for themselves," grumbled Yellowstar, lumbering into the clearing, "come and gather for a Clan meeting." Xir tail dragging, the pale tabby who served as leader was not inclined to raise xir voice these days, though it mattered little, for many of the KnollClan cats were already gathering at the sight of their leader returning from the woods, while Daisyfur trailed behind. Yewstorm, Emberpaw, and Brownstripe stepped from the nursery at their leader's call, joining the throng of cats who had formed a crowd around Yellowstar's paws. Adderpaw and the other two warriors were among their ranks. The apprentices sat down apart from each other, with Daisyfur and Yewstorm between them.
Yellowstar leaped onto a ledge for xir announcement, beginning by addressing the Clan by name. The old cat who spoke to them was gaunt and grizzled, with a quiet rasp of a voice that grated like the bark of an oak. KnollClan's leader was a cat who had seen death, not only
Warrior Blood and Feline RacismIs it "Racist" to "Support Warrior Blood"?
For those who don't already know: From the very beginning of the Warriors series, the issue of admitting outsiders has been a point of contention. In Into the Wild, Rusty the kittypet is invited to join ThunderClan, dividing the Clan as he receives support from some characters and resistance from others. The text's narration presents Rusty (renamed Firepaw) as the main protagonist and POV character, garnering automatic reader sympathy, and shows him enduring the poorly-thought-out jeers and criticism of prejudiced Clanmates. The characters who oppose his membership speak in silly, spiteful trivialities, such as complaining that he smells bad or arguing that his noisy collar would scare away prey (even though the collar is clearly removable). The overwhelming message is that this treatment is undeserved and wrong.
However, the series marched on, the cast grew, and after Fir
A Guide to Warriors OCsWarriors OCs: How Not to Make Your Character Special
So you want to make a character that stands out. Understandable, that's not a bad goal to have. There are a lot of fan characters out there, a lot of things have been done and overdone, and you want yours to be distinctive while remaining realistic. Good for you. Here's how not to do it.
First and foremost, the worst thing you could do is give your cat a crazy/depressed/mentally-imbalanced mother so that you can excuse any old random piece of crap name. That is the opposite of creativity and has already been done to death.
So what about background and birthplace names? Nope. Those are common enough as it is, and forcing your character to be born in some random place outside the nursery or in the middle of a tornado does not an interesting character make. Clan cultures do not place value on an individual's distant past so much a
Quarry of Ash, ch.13
Xe didn't want to tell. Last time xe had reported a sighting, xe had been admonished for being a medicine cat and not a warrior. It was true that despite xir limited training, xe could have been brave and attacked the rogue anyway, refusing to let up until xe had run the brute off their territory for good... but he was so big and so strong and she would have never stood a chance. Doveheart knew it would have done no good, and xe couldn't find the will within xem to do it. There was no point in attacking, and there was no point in telling. Xe'd been punished last time. In fact, this was the very reason xe wasn't supposed to have gone out on xir own. Xe would look stupid if xe told Yellowstar that xe'd broken the limits of the ban, gone out into the forest, and lo and behold, encountered the rogue again. It would begin to make it look like her fault.
So Doveheart had resolved not to tell. No one would know. That didn't worry xem. What worried xem was the fact that xe would now be keeping
Clan Cat Name StylesClan Cat Name Styles
In Erin Hunter's Warriors series, every Clan cat has a name with a prefix and a suffix and that's about the only thing the fans can agree on (if even that, but retention of out-of-Clan, one-part names is a whole different subject). The question is simple: how do you name a (Clanborn) warrior? Two prominent styles have arisen to answer this question. However, even a civil discussion of which style is best can be difficult because of the varying perceptions of and definitions of each style.
Its proponents see it as the most descriptive and liberating, with far more words to choose from; its opponents see it as silly at best. That's because, with Creative style, almost anything goes. Some define it as having some loose limits "nothing stupid", but then, there are very different opinions on what is stupid. The type of names most often referred
Quarry of Ash, ch.11
Wings, beating, rowing through the sky, flapped drops of blood from their feathers as they strained to take the body of a small gray bird far from the massacre beyond. Muscles ached against the gales of a thundercloud brew that whipped up the wind and covered the stars. The sky was pale and grey, and the air was unsafe to traverse, veering hard in unsteady gusts and tossing its passengers about like orphaned leaves. The bird, a dove, was bloody and wounded, though the blood was not its own. The blood was the blood of those below, an open moor of cats who had died in battle, their corpses strewn across the soil, hungry ravens milling among them, perching on their bodies and picking at their tender eyes.
The dove's wound was not a battle wound, as it should have been, but instead was nothing more than a hole in the dove's chest, letting the wind pass clean through it, just as the stormy air passed under soft feathers and scaly legs which were sticky and red. The wound, it seemed, was sel
Quarry of Ash, ch.9
Outside, the murmurs were growing, fragmented news and rumors spreading throughout camp. Yellowstar had emerged from xir den and was calling for the Clan to gather for an announcement. Doveheart offered Wrenface a few words of reassurance, having done all xe could do, and went out to join the crowd of listening cats in the clearing.
"There has been a skirmish on the border with BrookClan," Yellowstar rasped, and at once yowls of surprise and outrage at the confirmation broke out from KnollClan's warriors, especially Yewstorm, who seemed ready to claw BrookClan apart by xemself.
Doveheart felt sick inside. So the attack had been from Fogstone's Clan. Fogstone had always been a very reserved cat, in Doveheart's opinion, but xe had thought after seeing each other at so many gatherings, the two of them might've become friends one day. Now xe had nothing but veiled hostility to expect at the next medicine cat gathering. They weren't supposed to let
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
Keep in Touch!
Bluefley has a gallery filled with artwork that whisks you off in to a Sci-fi daydream, and keeps you captivated for hours. Marc has been a member of our community for over a decade and has achieved nothing but success with his astounding commitment to interacting with the community, sharing a prolific amount of video tutorials and generally being an all round rockstar deviant. It is no joke that we are absolutely delighted to award the Deviousness Award for April 2014 to ... Read More