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[antlers]

TAKE A LOOK AROUND AND SAY YOU CAN TELL ME DIFFERENT
THEY KILLED EVERYTHING, IM FALLING ASLEEP /// YOURE MISSING THE POINT AGAIN
IVE BEEN SO SICK OF FLOWERS ON EVERYTHING —- TAGS. PINTEREST. SPOTIFY.

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[CICADASTAR]

A LONESOME STAR [　.  　˚　.　*　　] IN A BITTER SKY
I HEAR THE HUNGRY GHOSTS CALLING OUT IN THE NIGHT
JUST A COUPLE VICTIMS OF THIS BRUTAL REPRISE ☆​

 

[bayingkit]

twack

 

[bayingkit]

YOU WERE RAISED BY WOLVES AND VOICES
EVERY NIGHT I HEAR THEM HOWLING /// DEEP BENEATH YOUR BED
THEY SAID IT ALL COMES DOWN TO YOU —- TAGS. PINTEREST. SPOTIFY.

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[antlers]

playing w this please dont mind my mess

☽ ˚ ｡ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒  𓃥 【 𝑰𝑻𝑺 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲 𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 】

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• BAYINGKIT ————————— SHE / HER, KITTEN OF THUNDERCLAN. NIGHTBIRD xx RACCOONSTRIPE, SISTER TO TWILIGHTKIT, TIGERKIT, STORMKIT & LIGHTNINGKIT. 01 MOON OLD, SMELLS LIKE DISRUPTED SOIL & WET FUR. PENNED BY ANTLERS.
  a misshapen, disheveled black tabby kitten.
  
  mongrelish, standing all thistlethorn fur and bared teeth, bayingkit would be thought roguish if not for the dogtooth crown she uncomfortably bears. a hereditary haunting lies in the shag of ornate black striping and long limbs that do not yet suit her wide, slouching shoulders ; her fathers daughter, laced in dredge and filth moreso than he’d ever been. a constant, incessant need to make herself small forms in hunched spine and weary, whale - eyed suspicion.. bayingkit tends to hold herself with a tuck tailed and trembling livewire of feral volatility.
  

  a troublesome kitten, but easily scorned and shooed. powerplaying is allowed and encouraged for any correcting swipes, scruffing, or general redirecting!

  
  

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[bayingkit]

does this look good together.........

☽ ˚ ｡ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒  𓃥 【 𝑰𝑻𝑺 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲 𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 】

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• BAYINGKIT——————— SHE / HER, KITTEN OF THUNDERCLAN. NIGHTBIRD xx RACCOONSTRIPE, SISTER TO TWILIGHTKIT, TIGERKIT, STORMKIT & LIGHTNINGKIT. 01 MOON OLD, SMELLS LIKE DISRUPTED SOIL & WET FUR. PENNED BY ANTLERS.
  a misshapen, disheveled black tabby kitten.
  
  mongrelish, standing all thistlethorn fur and bared teeth, bayingkit would be thought roguish if not for the dogtooth crown she uncomfortably bears. a hereditary haunting lies in the shag of ornate black striping and long limbs that do not yet suit her wide, slouching shoulders ; her fathers daughter, laced in dredge and filth moreso than he’d ever been. a constant, incessant need to make herself small forms in hunched spine and weary, whale - eyed suspicion, communicating mostly in rumbling growls.. bayingkit tends to hold herself with a tuck tailed and trembling livewire of feral volatility.
  

  teething, easily frustrated with her lack of vocal skill and highly reactive. prone to biting, swatting and general moodiness it is highly encouraged to correct. powerplay is allowed for disciplinary swipes, scruffing and general redirection.

  
  
  

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[CICADASTAR]

sig test new banner ummmmm is it fuzzy

Ｉ　ＷＯＫＥ .　 ˚　.　✦ ( 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗜 𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗪 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗜 𝗪𝗔𝗦 ) 𝟷𝟶 . 𝟹𝟷 ★

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• † CICADASTAR −−− FOUNDING LEADER OF RIVERCLAN. HOMOSEXUAL, MATED TO SMOKESTAR ; FATHER TO CRICKETCHIRP, CICADAFLIGHT && BEEFANG. DARK FOREST RESIDENT. SMELLS LIKE FROST ROT AND DIRTY FLOODWATER. PENNED BY ANTLERS −−−−−−−− ⁺₊✧
  
  
  he / him. gaunt, curled black tortoiseshell smoke with paralyzing permafrost eyes. his structure sings a feral sort of hymnal, presenting an almost dangerous sort of beauty veiling what monstrosities lie beneath the ivory of his skull. frighteningly thin, sunken cheeks drawing a shadow beneath high, sharp cheekbones with tall, angular ears settling high atop the flatter slope of his cranium. he is beautiful, in a haunting sort of way ; but for all this looks, his expression is lax, void — corpse - eyed and hollow until spoken to, when he smiles with too many teeth, blackened frostbite pulling back his maw to bear canines set beneath curling whiskers, pantomime skeletal. a predatory gracefulness from the lines that press the image of exhaustion beneath ice water hues to the slow, sure gait in which he walks, nameless strength poorly concealed within the gaunt lines of his physique. always holding himself with a tragic sort of grace ; poised, prim and uncanny, shrouded forever at tendril - like limbs with thick, dark mist.
  

  often found in a viciously protected corner of the dark forest, king of murky ponds and reedrotten shores where fish would never swim. a notoriously paranoid and vicious isolationist, cicadastar tends to lie, assume, and jump to conclusions whenever it suits him. incredibly volatile! if you're unsure of an interactions outcome, please feel free to send a dm! no character opinions represent my own.
  
  

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• ─── dark forest resident ; easily perceived as a starclanner to those inexperienced with starclan interaction. silver - tongued and manipulative to his core, cicadastar will often even allude to it himself despite the thin, willowy veil of darkness clinging to too - long extremities.
  slain by smokestar after the 2023 rogue invasion, losing his eighth life to non-clan claws and his last to his loves final act of mercy. blissfully unaware of his last moments, as of 07/24.
  
  
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[antlers]

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† 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𖥔 ࣪ ᥫ᭡ . 【 𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑨𝑳 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑫 】

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• SPIDERSTEP ——————— HE / HIM, WARRIOR OF SHADOWCLAN. MOCKINGBIRDCRY xx FATHER. 23 MOONS OLD, SMELLS LIKE CRUSHED FLOWERS & CARRION. PENNED BY ANTLERS.
  a haunting, delicately curled alabaster tom with lilac ribboning and syrupy brown eyes.
  
  he is all willowy limbs and glassy adverted eyes, dark underlids rung sleepless red and heavily lashed to pillow abyssal, sapdark irises. standing taller, gaunter, paler than the average shadowclanner, spiderstep is a delicate blotch on the boggy marshlands, painted in swathes of sleek lilac striping.. despite presenting as a mild-mannered momma’s boy, soft & homely. encapsulating all things filthy and beautiful, spiderstep gravitates coyly towards anyone taken with haunting good looks, biding his battle against the grotesque need growing within.
  

  hyperdontial. maw is seemingly overcrowded with teeth ; occasionally catches on his lips and inner cheek, especially when eating or speaking.

  
  

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[loonface]

SPIDERSTEP : HE / HIM PRONOUNS. TWENTY THREE MONTHS OLD. MOCKINGBIRDCRY xx FATHER, BROTHER TO KESTRELSONG. SMELLS LIKE CRUSHED FLOWERS AND CARRION. PENNED BY ANTLERS ———————— ˚₊
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general tw for violent outbursts, internal conflict, animal death and canon - realistic gore. all other triggers will be tagged if applicable.

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❝ playing in the swamp of alligator blood, behind our house in the marshy lawn, he'd always hold my head under the water a little too long. he wanted me to be all guts, no glory — ALL SURVIVOR, NO GUILT. ❞

nicole dollanganger, alligator blood .

dead - eyed ghost boy, moving wraithlike amidst boglined forests with head bowed, sapdark gaze burning through loose coils of marrow - toned striping. ethereal in a split - rib sort of way ; in the way flattened pelts on smoked asphalt can be, the coiling growth of cocooned locusts can be.. encapsulating all things filthy and beautiful, spiderstep gravitates towards trouble, biding his battle against the grotesque need growing within.

SPIDERSTEP ; spiderkit, spiderpaw / cisgender, he / him pronouns.
⤷ named at birth for his long, skinny limbs and the steady downward arc of his namesake from a single glistening web over his mother's head. given the suffix -step for his silent, graceful gait.
— MOCKINGBIRDCRY xx FATHER, brother to kestrelsong.

kept firmly away from any talk of his father, and any mention is met with uncharacteristic, chilling defensiveness ( lest mother overhear ).​

— twenty three months ; sounds like anthony perkins as norman bates
SPOTIFY / PINTEREST ————— ❝ HEY VANITY, THIS VIALS EMPTY. ❞

long and bony, though deceptively angelic for all his sheening locks of silk - pale fur, concealing sharp ankles and sickly paws in a halo of plush light. with bleary, worsening sight in the left eye, affected by polycoria, as well as being severely hyperdontial, spiderstep bears an uncanny amalgamation of unusual & delicate features that serves to entrance and unsettle his peers.

tall, hauntingly delicate lilac tabby tom with syrupy brown eyes ❥ ҉ ༄ smells like crushed flowers and carrion. a unique culmination of atypical traits lead spiderstep to a questionable beauty ; like his mother he is doused in sleek waves of alabaster and downy lilac, plush at the chest and cheeks and tail that softens the underlying jut of sinew and bone just beneath. from afar, he seems unworldly, a bashful tenderness he holds in delicately lifted paws and blushing ears — tall and slim at the legs, his moniker showing itself in jut of height unlike that seen commonly in shadowclan.

notes for design: lace motifs, antique pinks and eggshells. DAKR voidlike eyes

— positive: coy, gentle, empathetic, affectionate, alluring neutral: crybaby, easily influenced, clingy, jealous, selfish, romantic negative: insecure, explosive, dependent, gossipy, secretive ୨୧ upon first meeting him, spiderstep is little more than a gentle - voiced mama’s boy ; so sickly sweet it rots the stomach, a naturally touchy, affectionate soul with voice like a mourning dove. he is a coy, cooing thing, syrupy dark eyes ever held at easygoing half-mast. he is born with a presence similar to his mothers, an instinctual warmth that seems to disarm his peers, a serene docility in each soft curve of him.

though known primarily as a gentle giant ( if that ; giant only in height, lacking broadness in any sense of the word ), spiderstep holds himself close and quiet, often seen with a dreary thousand - yard stare he refuses to speak upon. amidst rosy flushes and soft - murmured nothings, spiderstep seems to have an immaculate ability to disassociate himself in any situation. this has led to speculation and concern from his peers, though a quick snap back to reality is often enough to soothe suspicious nerves. most chalk it up to recent turmoil in the friendship of he and thrasherthroat, which has led to mutual cold shoulders.
NOTABLE ATTRIBUTES | ❝ sleepy, hollow - eyed stares, tender smiles with too many teeth, speaks in chitters like the rustling of chitin and insect legs thrumming slow through hazy summer afternoon. prefers soft foods ; often found scavenging for snake eggs, grubs and sloughing ' fall - apart ' prey ( often faces stomach problems for this reason. ).

MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION​

• unusually tall and slim, but walks with a noticeable tuck of his head. walks with a prim and careful step, as if gliding above the mud ( webbed paws. ).
• his favorite food is slightly aged frog and snake eggs. considers grubs & slugs a little treat..
• calls mockingbirdcry mother, and spent most of his early days with her instead of his peers. has little friends as a result, and is known amongst cats his age as a weird mommas boy.
• so obsessed with anyone who gives him the time of day. a pathetic wet napkin saved only by being fluffy and doe - eyed.
• fully believes himself in love with thrasherthroat despite how secret and underhanded their relationship had been. enthralled with him still, and can be seen following him out on patrol without them knowing.
• the cute blond twink with haunted brown eyes that you let crash on your couch from the bar one night. you found a hunting knife in his waistband. you take it and stay awake, watch him sleep — when he kisses your cheek and leaves without incident, you realize those weren’t the clothes you met him in
• has little of his mothers interest in war and politics, though he likes to pretend so he’s involved.
• loves birds. dead ones.

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• born alongside his sister, at the time kestrelkit, into shadowclan to mockingbirdcry. a silent birth, eerily quiet and steadfast at his mothers heel for the first few months of his life. a known mamas boy, first to hunt for the nursery and first to offer to walk a queen out, it’s been rumored that he is using his mother as a crush — rumor had it that he was awfully lonely outside his duties. that despite his softness, he is strange and unwell, face twisted into pseudo-nausea when he thinks no one’s looking.. and rumor had it that he and his only friend are is an ugly, ugly spat. what’s all that about?

enters the story in the direct aftermath of a messy breakup, result of a hidden fling between he and a tom who’s commitments lie elsewhere. a naturally possessive and all - encompassed soul, spiderstep does not take it well ; growing fidgety and cut eyed in wake of his and thrasherthroat’s parting, trembling with something most would assume to be nerves. his story will begin on a poor note, and will only continue downward as he explores what makes him tick so badly..​

& . KITTENHOOD / a relatively normal childhood, he is born to a shadowclan permaqueen and raised under her watchful eye, with little word of his fathers identity or whereabouts. his mother’s proclivity for attention seeps into him ; the idea of love and affecton painting his early days in lieu of shadowclans frequent harshness. as spiderkit, he learns about the world and about the marshes and about himself, but not about his family. sticking close to the more steely kestrelkit, he is apprentice beneath grey, storming skies — and tries not to see it as a warning.

& . ADOLESCENCE / apprenticed to whisperfang, a lean elder warrior with a pelt similar to his own.

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