Artyskepty's Links
Dawnchase's. He's the one who didn't drown as a kit, in some uncanny fortune. Luck won't be on his side forever.
You're going to pay dearly for letting me get away. Hope that helps you sleep at night.
That's Dawnchase's only surviving kit, and a brutish little bully if his appearances at Gatherings were anything to believe. It was said he died, or ran away... before it all happened.
Probably the worst leader the Clans have seen in a long time.
Getting him out of there was a stupid, impulsive decision. But if I hadn't been there...
Some ThunderClan rat sticking his nose where it doesn't belong. He saved my life, but that was never important in the long run.
How I wish I could call him an idiot. But at times it seems like he has more sense than I do. He's the perfect father for my kits.
She's pretty cool. Surprisingly little ambition, though. It would do her well to aim a little higher in life.
A fellow from the Forest Colony. I've seen him and his family around.
... Was it you? Did you do this?
Not my problem! She had the Waste coming to her, really, since she was an enemy. I'll cut that sickness out of her one day, it'll be my last mercy to her.
You monster. My brother was a fool.
An associate of my former employer, and now the leader of the Ruined City... I wish him luck.
I never fully trusted him. He was a vicious little brute from the day I met him. However, those Trials changed him.
My dad. In a strange way, all of this was for him.
MY KICKASS SON! He's going to be a great cat one day.
I'm at a loss. Can I really continue to keep a warrior who refuses their duties? I'm scared if I say anything, Sparrowsong will claw my pelt off. But the warriors make their thoughts clear enough. Perhaps I'm being too harsh. Loudstar always told me to give her a chance. I just don't know anymore.
My mother's littermate, and the leader.
My mother! She's a little silly sometimes, and she still won't look me in the eyes. But family is family, and Vinepaw adores her.
They look a lot like him, don't you think?
My mother! She's so cool. She knows everything there is to know about... well, everything! I wanted her to be my mentor, but Sparrowsong says she has too many troubles to take an apprentice right now. Whatever that means!
That's my daughter.
What more can I say that I haven't already told her my whole life? If she wants to remain a warrior she needs to act like one.
I have nothing to say to her.
My big sister. This Clan doesn't deserve her. They can be so cruel... is it so hard to let her do things her own way? She's not helpless OR lazy, she just needs to be heard and understood.
My younger brother from another litter. He's the most genuine cat in this Clan, but I sometimes feel like he gives too much of himself away... However, he has always been at my side, and that means a lot. It makes me feel seen in a good way.
My nephew and my Clan's keeper. He's very young to shoulder such a huge responsibility, so we all have to do what we can to lighten his burdens until he's fully capable.
My mother's littermate, and my leader. I have mixed feelings about him. He treats me like a kit but does very little to actually protect me now that I'm being threatened...
My littermate's little project. I would be loathe to have a ThunderClan cat in my camp in any other circumstance, but Timbertail is as useful a bargaining piece as my deputy. Cedarglint is a smart cat.
RiverClan's leader. I've never met him personally, but Fernstar seems awfully wary of him. Cedarglint tells me he's the strongest leader in the Clans... would he be able to protect me from the Wraith?
... I suspect he was the one who helped the exile escape his punishment. If so, there's no doubt he holds dangerous knowledge. I am told to not concern myself with him, yet I continue to instruct the loyal apprentices to keep an eye on him.
We can't continue to entertain such a monster within our Clans. I'm beginning to wonder whether he's even Chosen.
My littermate. He means so much to me, and evidently he means a lot in the eyes of StarClan, too. I have to keep him safe from this Wraith at all costs.
My littermate. He's so calm and capable... yet I feel the world has let him down, somehow.
Heavyclaw is a cat that leads RiverClan. That doesn't make him their leader. If I see him sniffing around my Clan's territory again, I'll rip his deceptive, dishonourable pelt apart myself.
She's too loud. Speaks her mind too freely. In many ways she reminds me of... Well, anyway, I am advised that she'll be out of my fur before too long.
I'm the only cat in ThunderClan who saw what he did... it was terrible, but what in StarClan's name am I supposed to do about it?
I don't care for him, but as of right now, he's irrelevant.
She's a strong cat. There's no benefit in getting on her bad side right now. I suppose that makes it fortuitous that she is putting her faith in my appointment as Voice.
Why did StarClan let him do this? Why must I respect him as a fellow leader? I simply don't understand, nor do I quite feel comfortable with any course of action regarding him. I wish I had an answer, but for now my faith remains blind and cautious.
That old coot thinks she's the otter that caught the fish just because she survived the plague. Ha! Most cats didn't. I wish she'd remember that from time to time. But ShadowClan are oh so strong and stable... us lowly hare-chasers are surely doing something wrong to be suffering so, aren't we?
Is Harestar a shrewd, StarClan-fearing diplomat? Sure. That doesn't stop her from being a haughty foxheart.
That little buzzard-brain in WindClan has been nothing but trouble. Hostile, defensive, letting her Clan live like rogues! Why Dapplemane chose her to lead, I have no idea. Though Dapplemane isn't living so honourably herself these days. I can only pray our warrior ancestors set them on the right path.
Throughout the plague, she was the sap that held all four Clans together. Who am I to disrespect that? I should take as much knowledge from her as I can so I can lead ThunderClan back to prosperity.
Though... I can't look too weak. For that reason, I haven't accepted guidance from her in moons.
Loudstar saw a lot in him, though I still find myself questioning her judgement so many seasons after her passing. He comes off as insecure in his leadership, for he became an unofficial protege of mine quite by accident some time ago! How unusual for a leader to act as he does. Strange times indeed.
Ravenwatcher's daughter. She has a lot of her mother in her, although she can get a little swept up by her littermate's idealism sometimes. I like to think she's doing well.
My mother's little brother, and the oldest apprentice in the den! Amberpaw is way too mean to him, he can't help being so big! Plus, he was always so nice to me and my mother when we were kits.
One of my pesky nephews. It's hard to get any sleep at night with him pushing my flanks if I so much as twitch.
I can't blame him though. I know his father even better than he does...
My mother's little brother from another litter. Get your tail out of the apprentice's den before you get too big! Rah!