The Warrior's Family Tree Game!

Marigold, having grown up on tales of the cats that lived in distant Clans, forsook her birth “Clan” and blazed her own trail, back to the forest where her ancestors had lived. She came across a group of cats, wild and free, with loving hearts and ready claws. Marigold fit right in with WindClan. She was trained by the leader, Blossomstar, herself, and was named Marigoldfur. Marigoldfur was a loyal, brave molly, with a weakness for helping others that occasionally got her in trouble. She was named deputy after the current deputy perished of a badger attack. Marigoldfur perished as a young deputy, saving a kit from the Gorge.

Oak was the opposite of his sister. Lazy, always going with the flow, weak-willed. He became a kittypet soon after she left and went to the Cutter, dying eventually of old age.

Moosekit wasn’t satisfied with the Clan life. Even the loose boundaries of RainClan hemmed him in, stifling him. As soon as he was warrior-aged he bid the Clan goodbye, becoming a ship’s cat by the name of Mooseantler. After traveling the world, in his old age he returned to where he’d been born, kitless and mateless. RainClan accepted him back as an elder- and boy, did he tell good stories. He perished buying time for the Clan to escape from a dog.

Hopekit was special. Everyone always told her so. Born of a martyr and a leader. White furred and with a special name. There was just one problem. She didn’t do well under pressure. And pressure there was- good-intended pressure, but pressure all the same. She forsook the Clan after gaining the name of Hopebringer, a name she shed for a simple “Leaf.” Her name. It was Leaf. As a loner, she lived happily at the barn with an exiled Clan cat, Goldenclaw. He never told her what he did to be exiled… she never asked. They had two kits- Clover vanished one day, never to be seen again. Bracken didn’t, thank the stars.

Kits
Cloverkit, a grey and white tom, son of Hopebringer/Leaf and Goldenclaw. He wandered to the Gorge one day and was saved by Marigoldfur, who ended up perishing. He was brought to WindClan.

Bracken- a grey tabby tom, son of Hopebringer/Leaf and Goldenclaw.

Cloverkit barely remembered his biological parents, and only flashes of the day Marigoldfur had saved him. However, the lasting effect was enough for him to always stay away from the Gorge and generally all water and heights. Despite this, Cloverkit grew into a capable warrior, if a little timid at times. He earned the name Cloverhollow, originally intended for the way he enjoyed the tunnels, but he soon grew more and more curious about his parents, refusing to believe he had just appeared one day to be saved. Even though he never left Windclan, he began to drift away, physically and metaphorically from his clanmates. After it went on for a while, some closer to him confronted him on whether he was having a forbidden romance. He turned them down with a laugh. Until it actually happened. He fell for a Riverclan she-cat named Daffodilsong, with one main issue - the water thing. He was at a constant struggle with the two things, but in the end chose Windclan and his own safety over love. Little did he know, Daffodilsong was pregnant with a single kit.

Breezekit - cream and white tabby she-cat

Bracken enjoyed the barn life - more mice than any cat could eat, and two parents who loved him. Even if he thought it would be a less lonely if Clover was still there. Instead, he hurried himself in finding more out about everything, from clans to different types of prey to what happened where the sun set. He met many interesting cats, travellers and clan cats alike. Purely by chance, one day he bumped into a tom on Shadowclan border who looked just like him. In his excitement, he assumed it must be Clover. But this was his half-brother, a son from Goldenclaw's previous life in the clans. It didn't take long for all the secrets of his father's betrayal to be revealed. Goldenclaw was a cat of many masks - the most concerning of which being the fake one that had made Leaf fall for him, the one that brought a new kind of hope and adventure. As a Shadowclan warrior, he had been responsible for many crimes, most of which were not connected at first. The death of an apprentice there, an elder here, a random rouge they found on the border. But Goldenclaw had been scheming. Classic, book-villain scheming. He wanted complete power, and he was smart and ruthless enough to get it. When he discovered Bracken knew his secret, his son couldn't be saved. When only one returned, Goldenclaw spoke of a Thunderpath accident, leaving Leaf devastated at losing both kits.

Breezekit was a strong kit who loved Riverclan, constanly playing in the water. Daffodilsong often had to drag her out of the river. Strong and stubborn, two key ingredients for a power-hungry/tyrant-like cat, but not Breezekit. No, her mother was one of the best in all the clans, treating her only kit with patience and gentleness unmatched. Breezepaw grew up happy, balanced, and kind just like her mom. She breezed (haha get it) through her apprenticeship, becoming Breezeheart. After fighting bravely and loyally everyone knew she would be Riverclan's next deputy. Unfortunately before she would achieve that honor (which everyone agreed she deserved) Breezeheart died in battle with a fox, her stubbornness making her refuse help, she took it on herself. A great loss indeed.

And here the line of the noble Lavendermist cometh to an end.

Lavendermist sat among the stars, watching down over her descendants with kind eyes, a smile slowly spreading across her muddy muzzle. She greeted each one with a lick to the forehead, wishing the ones who joined the Dark Forest good luck. Lavendermist rests at peace with the fact her bloodline has ended. She was eager to watch how her family's actions affected the clans.

SharkClan territory is made up of many small islands, separated by a perpetually raging sea. Vines connect the forested islands, and SharkClan has learned to run lightly across them, over the roaring chasms. No one island contains enough prey for a group of cats, but the many islands, interconnected by these invasive vines, are just enough. SharkClan is known to feed on sharks or other fish washed up by the waves. Their camp is on one main island, and they hunt on the others. The roaring of the sea is in a SharkClan cat’s ears from the moment they can hear. They can swim reasonably well, but excel in running on the precarious bridges of vines. Cats can be lost to the raging waters below.

One might think that, because of their hostile territory, they would be isolated from DeerClan, BeeClan, and CamelClan, but the opposite is true. Because of the hostile territory, SharkClan is always trying to claim the shores that CamelClan call home, the forests further inland DeerClan inhabit, and the light grasslands of BeeClan.

(Quick note- SharkClan lives on a cluster of small islands very close to each other just offshore. CamelClan inhabit the sandy shores, living off of whatever they can scavenge- which is usually a good deal. BeeClan is just further inland and further to the east, meeting SharkClan on the dunes to the east, and bordering CamelClan on the huge expanses of sand to the west. They also border DeerClan further north, where there is a thick forest, and beyond that, on the edge of DeerClan, there is a high mountain range. CamelClan and BeeClan are hedged in by desert, and so these groups of cats are confined to a space only a few miles across. Luckily, between CamelClan and BeeClan, there is a Twoleg town, and any cat hoping to escape can find passage on a ship. The Clans gather at the shore on full moons, just east of the town, slightly into BeeClan territory. At the same place, there is a sheltered cove, known only to the leaders and meddie of each Clan. This is the Moonstream, a small stream of fresh water, that, when drunk, allows them to communicate with MoonClan.)

Skunklily was lucky. Everyone knew that. As a kit, he’d nearly fallen into the ocean after wandering off. As an apprentice, the very end of his tail was bitten off by a shark. He got into the most fish-brained scenarios and yet lived. So everyone was surprised when he settled down with a pretty molly and had three kits, eventually perishing of a riptide.

Sunkit, a golden tom with faint stripes.
Greykit, a grey molly with tabby stripes.
And
Islandkit, a dark golden tom with folded ears.

Greykit seemed to have inherited her father’s lucky streak. Rambuncious since the moment she was born, she was always sticking her little paws into every sticky situation she could, even before she was a ‘paw.
To combat this, Greypaw was apprenticed to a ‘by-the-code’, no nonsense warrior named Splashtail. Instead of helping her control her adventerous nature, training under such a stickler for the rules frustrated her. Thinking she could prove her way was just as valid as Splashtail’s way (after all, her father Skunklily had done just fine for himself!), Greypaw took it upon herself to hunt down a troublesome shark that had started terrorizing the Clan.
It seemed that at least some of Splashtail’s training had stuck with her (or perhaps maybe some cat up in MoonClan was looking out for her), and Greypaw was successful in her dangerous quest. However, the shark didn’t go out without a fight, and Greypaw ended up losing her tail to the slippery creature’s sharp teeth. When she brought back the beast to her Clanmates, she received her warrior name: Greybite.
Greybite continued to serve her Clan with fierce determination and foolhardy stubbornness and even managed to charm a ginger tom, Flamepounce, into being her mate. Unfortunately, her time with her new family was short lived as she lost her life in a border skirmish with CamelClan, leaving behind two kits; Wavekit, a ginger tabby tom, and Leapkit, a torbie molly.

Islandkit was the quiet kit of the litter. He kept to himself and kept his paws out of trouble (seeing as Greykit and Sunkit were getting into plenty enough already). As an apprentice, Islandpaw kept his head down and followed his mentor Finchwing’s instructions dutifully.
He earned the warrior name Islandbloom, in honor of his father. Unassuming as he was, he was a hardworking and steadfast warrior without the hotheaded nature or wandering eye that his siblings possessed. His strong dedication to SharkClan and his level head helped earn him the rank of Deputy under Hazestar. This helped win the attentions of a pretty white molly named Featherdance, and the two fell very deeply in love. They would go on to have four kits: Krillkit (a tom who was the spitting image of his father, without his curled ears), Palmkit (a white and golden molly), Fernkit (a tortoiseshell molly), and Rainkit (a black tom).
Islandbloom would later go on to become Islandstar when Hazestar’s last life was taken during a particularly brutal outbreak of greencough that swept through the Clan. Islandstar would serve his Clan well into old age, when on his last life, he retired to the Elder’s Den to spend his final days with his faithful mate. He would go on to die in his sleep, surrounded by the cats he loved most.

Sunkit: A flirt and cheeky, Sunkit was always the center of attention, thanks to his bright golden fur. As he grew older and eventually earned his warrior name, Sundove, he wooed many she-cats and toms, from his clan, or a different one, or cat not even from a clan. Sundove would often move on from mate to mate, as he wasn't big on devotion and settling down. Because of this he ending having quiet a few kits with a she-cat; Flowerdawn, Beeclan's medicine cat. One day though, he was found, his throat ripped open. Nobody to this day knows what happened. All but one.

Flowerdawn kits: Lionkit, a tom with golden fur, Bumblekit, a dark brown and golden tom, and Lilykit, a brown she-kit

Please continue this using Lionkit, Bumblekit, Lilykit (Beeclan) and Fernkit (Sharkclan).

remember you can have up to 4 kits per post, merging narwhal's and spooksjolly's posts to hopefully put most of the pressure off the next person :)

also put the clan the kits are in next to their names

Lionkit was the runt of the small litter he was born into, that had been tossed out of Beeclan by his mother, soon being adopted into Sharkclan. He grew to be a strong apprentice, and soon after he had earned his warrior name, Lionpounce, he wandered off into a seemingly random border patrol. When the other clanmates in his patrol walked off without him, he could swear he saw a figure in the forest. He soon decided to chase after it, realizing it was a rouge. And a very strong rouge at that. The rouge attacked him, meaning he gained a few battle scars. After knocking the feline out and taking it back to the clan, Lionpounce had just been told that the rouge was a refuge from Sharkclan, and soon being named deputy for his noble deed of finding and knocking out the rouge. A few days after in the night, he had been murdered in his sleep, with no clues as to who killed him besides one... A small fern.

Bumblekit was the largest in his litter. He was the best trained out of his siblings, with his mentor being the leader. Little did his clan know that the intense training he was given and the lifestyle he had would soon turn him from a loyal apprentice to a murderous leader. Once given his warrior name, Bumbleclaw, he had ran off into the middle of the night, to meet with an unknown love, Marmalade the Kittypet. And on one special night, Bumbleclaws sister had followed him and saw it all. Bumbleclaw came back to the clan in the middle of the night with blood on his claws. He was accused of murder the next morning by the leader themself, so he came up with an excuse. He had lied by saying he was woken up in the middle of the night by the noise of a rouge coming to attack, so he alerted his sister, soon chasing the rouge that had sadly murder his sister. He had done his best to avenge her, but failed, as the wounded feline ran off. Somehow the leader had fallen for the trick, and Bumbleclaw was soon named deputy, but not for long. The day after his deputy ceremony, he had murdered the leader in front of everyones eyes. Out of fear, the clan had named him leader. He soon changed the clan name to Brambleclan, and changing his own name to Bramblestar, instead of Bumblestar. He later made Marmalade the deputy, and had kits with her. Sadly two had been stillborn, with the last one surviving.

Thornkit of Brambleclan ♀

Thorn:

Lilykit was a very intelligent feline. She was the apprentice to a medicine cat, due to the reason of the medicine cat in need of retirement. She had a great potential as a warrior, but was sadly named Lilyoak, the medicine cat. She had a rushed apprenticeship and turned out to be quite the horrible medicine cat. Many cats lost lives due to her, including her own. She had spotted her brother Bumbleclaw sneaking off during the night, and finally decided to follow him. She encountered Marmalade, a rude she-cat that ordered Bumbleclaw to murder her. She sadly had a very fast life. She had been a caring she-cat, that regretted all the lives she had in her paws, soon slipping out of them. She had a peaceful rest in Starclan.

Fernkit was a savage. She had murdered plenty of fish for her clan, and during her apprenticeship she learned how to hunt sharks and quickly cross the vines separating the islands. The medicine cat had given her a small fern behind her ear in gratitude of the fresh kill. She had found an abandoned kit that had barely been surviving on the islands. She didn't know it's name until she had brought him back to camp, and to the medicine cats den. The kit later announced his name was Lionkit, and was like a brother to Fernpaw. She had been given her warrior name, Fernflame, as her little Lionkit had been announced an apprentice. She became his mentor and loved her time with Lionpaw, who soon became Lionpounce. Fernflame desired to be deputy, and she thought she deserved it. She planned to find an kill a rouge to be found loyal and strong. She soon went on a patrol so her plan would succeed, and Lionpounce tagged along. A while into the patrol, she realized that Lionpounce had wandered off. She ran to find him, hoping he wasn't dead. She ran back to camp and was shocked to see Lionpounce had knocked out a rouge. He became deputy, which angered Fernflame. She was the only one with the right to be deputy, so she had murdered him in the dead of night. In a turn of events she had been kicked out of her clan after the leader had figured out who had murdered Lionpounce. Fernflame became a rouge and met Hurricane, a handsome tom. They later had a litter of three kits, sadly killing Fernflame due to birth difficulties.

Whale of Twolegplace ♂

Whale:

Honey of Twolegplace ♀

Honey:

Stormy of Twolegplace ♀

Stormy:

I'M CLAIMING THESE BECAUSE ONE IS NAMED STORMY AND I'M STORMY

Thornkit was born with blood on her paws. Bramblestar and Marmalade, the two cruelest cats in the Clan, were her parents, and they wasted no time in instilling their beliefs on her. Every cat feared her. No kits played with her, elders didn't tell her stories. Except for one. Lightkit. Thornkit became obsessed with him, wanting his friendship only for himself. No other cats dare spoke to Lightkit, but the sweet little tom was oblivious to it all. He was half blind, having vision only out of one eye, and so had it not been for him befriending Thornkit, he most likely would've been killed for his weakness. The pair became apprentices, and they were close as could be. Until Marshpaw. Stupid, dumb Marshpaw. While Thornpaw had always loved Lightpaw, he was oblivious to that. And.. he liked Marshpaw. Over time, he gradually began to spend more time with her, much to the fury of Thornpaw. And when the trio were sitting vigil after their warrior ceremony, Lightheart sat beside Marshpelt. Thornstorm mentally snapped. How dare Marshpelt take Lightheart away from her? Marshpelt was exiled by Bramblestar, per Thornstorm's request. However, much to her horror, Lightheart left the Clan the following night. That was truly the last straw for Thornstorm. She went ballistic, attacking anything that so much talked to her. After maiming a poor apprentice, his father convinced him to try and settle down with another tom, to help him recover from the pain of losing Lightheart. Thornstorm agreed, mothering Falconsnap's kit, Volekit. But it still wasn't enough. She needed Lightheart. She couldn't live without him. Marshpelt would pay. And Marshpelt surely did, with her life. It happened during a border patrol after they found out Marshpelt and Lightheart had went to CamelClan. Thornstorm coaxed them to come home. While Marshpelt was skeptical, Lightheart was overjoyed. It had been a mistake! All this time, Lightheart knew that Thornstorm would never purposefully exile Marshpelt, and so he was ecstatic to finally come home. A night after they arrived, Marshpelt was found dead beside CamelClan's border. It was assumed that an angry CamelClan warrior had killed her, for leaving, and this was a secret Thornstorm would never tell Lightheart. After many moons of grief, and Thornstorm comforting him, he finally became her mate. After so long, Lightheart was finally hers. He mothered one kit with her, Larchkit, paying him much more attention than Volekit ever got. She became deputy after her mother passed, then leader, making Lightheart her deputy. Lightheart never knew of Thornstar's crimes, yet even if he had, Lightheart, being the kind soul he was, would've forgiven him.
Larchkit - tom - BrambleClan - with Lightheart

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Volekit - she-cat - BrambleClan - with Falconsnap

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Whale was always independent. Always wanting adventure. Freedom. He was noncommittal at heart, always straying farther than his sisters, and staying out longer. This worried his parents to no end, but the tom couldn't help himself. He had a wanderlust, a need to know, a desire for knowledge and for change. At just over twenty moons old, Whale left, searching for more lands. He met an older fisherman and became a boat cat, an expert at killing mice, and he learned many things. Whale never once regretted leaving, but he thought about his family every now and then, and sometimes he felt the tiniest piece of him calling back to where he'd called home for so long, but each time it would be drowned out by the call of the wild. Whale lived a long, long life. Unbeknownst to him nor his family, he'd go down in Twolegs' history books as the longest living cat as of when he'd died. Whale was fondly remembered by the sailor twoleg and other Twolegs who'd boarded the ship. He was at peace in death, for he'd sailed across the seven seas and seen more than he ever thought imaginable.

Honey was always skittish, always nervous, always uncertain. She had no confidence in herself, and stuck close to her sister, Stormy, at all times. The pair were inseparable, almost as if glued to each other's side. One day she met a tom cat named Hawk. The two became close over the course of many moons, and eventually, Honey fell pregnant. Stormy was by her side as Honey gave birth, but unfortunately, Honey wouldn't recover. She gave birth to two kits, only able to name one before succumbing to blood loss. Hawk went into a deep grief afterwards, unable to face the kits, leaving them alone without either parent..

Luckily for them, there was Stormy. The she-cat had always been close with Honey as they grew up. They were best friends, doing everything together. That didn't change as they matured and got older, until Honey met Hawk. Honey slowly drifted away, spending less time with Stormy, which caused her great sadness. Honey truly was the only cat Stormy had, and she loved her with all her heart, to the point where Hawk, a cat who'd done nothing to her, was a villain in her eyes. This all changed when she met Copper. Copper was the most beautiful she-cat Stormy had ever seen, and she was instantly smitten. She introduced Copper to Honey, and to Stormy's relief Honey seemed to like Copper. Things were starting to look up. Until everything went wrong. Honey's kitting went horribly wrong, and Stormy could do nothing but cry and beg as her beloved sister died in front of her, whispering the name of one of the kits. Rose. Tasked with naming the other, she named him Honeysuckle, in honor of her sister, whom she'd loved more than life itself. Hawk, in his grief, refused to even meet the kits, and so Stormy took it upon herself to raise them. Her mate, Copper, gladly assisted, and together the pair of she-cats raised Rose and Honeysuckle as well as they could.

Rose - she-cat - loner

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Honeysuckle - Tom - loner

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Stormy's claim will be ignored in 2 days if no edits have been made, so it doesn't hold up the game.

Claiming Stormy’s creations

Ah. Yes. Volekit. Unwanted daughter. Child of thorns and gentle, distant waves. Falconsnap hadn’t wanted kits… or Thornstorm, for that matter, but he also didn’t want to die. Aloof and distant, the only cat Falconsnap cared about was his kit. So much so, in fact, that he gave her up to the queens of the nursery, knowing they’d make for a more loving environment than he ever could. Volekit grew up… in impeding doom. The adults tried to hide it from her. But it was only a matter of time until Thornstorm remembered and indoctrinated her daughter.
So they taught her, taught her swiftly and well, imprinting upon her young mind the importance of mercy, of freedom, of honor and duty. They were lucky she was, by all standards, brilliant. Logically picking apart agreements before she was apprenticed. She was apprenticed… to her mother.
Naturally, this didn’t go very well. Thornstorm had little patience with her unwanted daughter. The only time she spent with her was time spent telling her of the wonderful things Bramblestar had done, and how her bloodline, although not all that could be desired, was still superior.
Volepaw was… forgotten. She tagged along after other mentors and apprentices, quiet like her father. In fact, she was still an apprentice moons later, when Larchkit comes into the story.
He loved his mother. He truly did. He loved his father. He truly did. But one was velvet and the other steel, and there was no in-between.
Which was why he loved Volepaw.
She’d never smiled so much around anyone else as she did her young half-brother. She was velvet-covered steel, gentle yet firm. She taught him mercy and kindness, but when Thornstar took him as her apprentice, Volepaw worried. Larchpaw became more mean, more of a bully. But he never ever did anything to Volepaw.
One day, Volepaw caught him bullying a cat in the forest. Her horrified look was enough for him, and he left the path of darkness. When he was made a warrior he insisted Volepaw got her long overdue ceremony with him. There was no rebellion, no uprising. Thornstar made him her deputy. When she died, Larchheart, now Larchstar, made Volesnap his deputy. They renamed the Clan SharkClan, and wiped from the record the evil days of BrambleClan.
Larchstar had kits, with a molly who died in birth. He and his half-sister raised them together-

But first, Rose and Honeysuckle. Now, Honeysuckle stayed a ship’s cat like his uncle, eventually dying from old age. But Rose, Rose has a story.

She was young when she had the first dreams from the stars. Back to the right beginning. After a long time away, the descendent of Fernflame returned to the Clans, taking on the name of Rosethorn.

There was only one problem.

She came to BeeClan instead, and her kits would suffer for her mistake.

Thornkit, a dark grey molly, daughter of Larchstar. Named after her grandmother in hopes of redeeming the name. SharkClan.
Bramblekit, a dark brown tom, son of Larchstar. Named after his great. grandfather. SharkClan.

Honeysucklekit, a dark golden molly. Daughter of Rose. BeeClan.
Stormykit, a grey tom. Son of Rose. BeeClan.