This Fucking Cat Bro

some dark forest side characters! :] names and a little info on each under the cut.

Clawstripe (top left) - he/him, formerly Snowdrift, banished for murder

Shademask (top right) - he/they, formerly Evergreen, banished for murder

Hollowheart (bottom left) - he/him, formerly Alpine, banished for doubting his role as a Peace-Keeper and refusing to punish his son for breaking the code

Fishleap (middle) - they/them, formerly Snowdrift, banished for starting a conspiracy against their Clan’s leader and Peace-Keeper (and later assassinating both)

Dawnclaw (bottom right) - she/her, formerly Alpine, banished for lying about StarClan’s messages to her, as a Clan medic

+ Finchfeather wasn’t included since I’ve drawn her before, but she is technically a dark forest side character also. She was formerly Alpine and was banished for (mass) murder.

i think i should rename starclan so its name fits better with alpine, snowdrift, evergreen but what the hell do i rename them to.

alternatively, has being in silverpelt warped your perception of time? you feel like you're same as you've always been, but suddenly you're back in the world of the living and the entire world context has changed. youre a living piece of their ancient history. they speak a different language. you feel like no time has passed at all but suddenly you're unable to ever be just a living cat again because you've been dead 500 years. forget being yourself again, can you even be a person (cat) again?

sometimes i feel really stuck on how to characterise characters like Night and other starclan cats who have been dead for so long because i cant really comprehend how exactly that would change you. fading isnt a thing in this universe. youve been dead for centuries. tiny little things in life havent been relevant for that long because youve forgotten what being alive was.

while i dont characterise my starclan as god-like figures the oldest of them certainly aren't just little cats. WHAT ARE THEY??

i ate something and finished gluing guys im great now. still have to hand write three paragraphs because im too lazy to print but whatevr whatever

NIGHT

grumpy.

skystar my best friend skystar

finished an old sketch from december

my bestie herself

Euripides, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays; translated by Anne Carson

Text ID: Gods are stubborn. So am I.