den leader

New Headcannons

Woooah new text post.

-So anyways I think it’d be very interesting if cats decorated themselves for events/ceremonies especially the leaders. In Wolves Of The Beyond the wolf chieftains weaved prey bones into their fur to create a special “song” when they walked, leaders will do this at Gatherings or ceremonies.

-Leaders will weave bones, plants, and flowers into their fur as well as creating a crown of flowers, etc.

-They could also use different berries to stain their fur and such.

-It was rumored Brokenstar stained his fur with deathberries and kit blood. 

-Battle paint is often used when going to war

 -Medicine cats and leaders will always keep some flowers and bones dressed at all times (though not all their outfit stays on 24/7).

-Deputies will typically have some sort of small accessory on them to dignify them.

-Riverclan cats nearly always use shells and fishbones, as well as willow, lilies, and pond irises. For added sparkle they also use fish scales.

-Thunderclan usually uses mouse, vole, and squirrel bones with brambles, thistles, daisies, and bracken. They often use sparrow, jay, or robin feathers too.

-Shadowclan overall decorates with the most bones which are usually snake, frog, rat, bat, or lizard. Bat wings, dried frog legs, raven or crow feathers, and lizard or snake scales are often incorporated. Out of all Clans they use flowers the least though leaders and highly honored warriors collect roses.

-In the Clans flowers are not seen as “feminine” Tigerstar’s crown actually included blood red roses and thorns.

-Shadowclan is infamous for coating their claws in deathberry juice or snake venom in battle.

-Windclan uses the most flowers out of the five. They love sweet scented flowers of all kinds, their garb is known to be softer in both texture and color. They often use sheep’s wool as added fluff. Very battle hungry warriors/leaders or tunnelers are honored with rabbit skulls and bones.

-Hawkheart was the only medicine cat known to Windclan to incorporate bones in his dress.

-Windclan tunnelers would wear crystals or pretty rocks during ceremonies. Their crowns nearly never contained flowers or grass but mostly bones, roots, and twigs.

-Skyclan’s crowns were very different and often included Twoleg things such as cloth or glass. They were made mostly of bird and squirrel bones and feathers.

-Leaders’ and medicine dens are heavily decorated with bones, feathers, fur, and flowers.

-In Thunderclan a deer and two badger skulls are hung on the walls. A badger pelt is also used for the leader’s nest. The badger skulls and pelt were dried and cleaned from two badgers killed in the badger attack.

-In Shadowclan many snake and bat skulls line the walls, in the center being a fox skull and pelt said to have been killed by Cedarstar.

-Windclan’s leader’s cave is centerd around a sheep skull (one had been found dead many moons ago) and rabbit skulls. The sheep’s skin is highly prized and was carried by warriors throughout the Great Journey. There are also innumerable heather flowers in the (underground) den.

-Riverclan decorates with clams and shells mostly. They prefer a more plant and moss orientated leader nest than other clans.

-Skyclan’s leader den has many bird skulls but in the center lies a pile of extraordinarily soft feathers.

-Many warriors dens also contain pelts and such to sleep on.

-It is often the medicine cat’s job to clean and dry pelts and bones. Bones improperly cleaned smell terrible and rot.

-During warrior ceremonies or when announcing mates all the clan will dress win their very best.

-Warriors are buried with their garb though often a mate or kit is allowed to keep a lock of fur and add it to their own dress.

-The warrior’s dress and ceremonial outfit is where the kittypet rumor of “they eat bones!” started.

Anyways sorry that was so long! Hope you guys enjoy :3 I was inspires by @aesthetic-warriors to think of more headcannons!

Every time I think about the current state of the Teen Titans comics, I’m so disappointed. Rebirth is about bringing back past relationships and characters and strengthening bonds except for Gar and Raven who get dragged into the same team countless times and aren’t allowed to move on. 

Kory is lucky enough not to get de-aged but she might as well have seeing as she’s been absolutely pointless throughout all of the previous issues. She’s excused Damian’s bullying of the team and seems to (for the most part) follow his instructions despite the fact that she has no reason to. She has literally no reason to be there - her role as ‘den mother’ and leader doesn’t exist seeing as she’s let Damian do whatever he wants.

Gar gets demoted back to the same old ‘comic relief (and nothing else)’ role and poor Wally just gets insulted by Damian for no reason.

And then we have The Lazarus Contract. Wally makes a mistake, Damian takes a majority of the interaction time up (in terms of the Teen Titans’ side of things). Raven and Jackson get a scene each, Wally gets a couple (which makes sense since this arc is centred around speedsters). Kori and Gar get a maximum of three (probably two) lines each, spread out over the four issues. Damian, of course, gets his fair share of plot time. And don’t get me started on how useless the rest of the adult Titans were,

Rebirth is about bringing back past relationships and characters and strengthening bonds except for between the Titans and Teen Titans because although this franchise is one of the well-known DC properties (receiving three animated cartoons - Teen Titans, Young Justice, and Teen Titans Go! - as well as a couple of animated movies) apparently it’s not that important. 

Instead we get Teen Titans rebirth heading into another crossover - this time based in Gotham. Nightwing’s missing but considering Gar, Raven, Wally and Jackson barely know who he is, I genuinely don’t understand how they’ll be relevant to this story. Kory dated him but we’re not allowed to discuss that unless we’re comparing the relationship to Shawn or using it as an excuse to get more readers. Damian will obviously play a big part - considering that the art preview that was shown contained Dick and Babs, Olly and Dinah, Harley and Killer Croc, and Damian and Goliath.

His New Teen Titans history is what made Nightwing a recognisable character, but only the silver age counts as being important to him. 

Basically Teen Titans is a mess and I’m so disappointed at how little DC actually cares about them.

Regarding Clones...

Imagine a clone.

They’ve escaped the Evil Organization, made a go at stealing the Original’s life, made friends with the Original, joined a subsidiary of the main Hero Team, etc.

Everyone thinks they’re getting the hang of normal life outside the Evil Clone Combat Training Camp, being a superhero, etc… But then. They find out.

Clone has literally no clue what familial terms mean. For example

Brother: fellow-soldier, fights and and possibly shares the same roof with you (non-gendered term)

Sister: term for literally any female person. Less likely than some other terms to get you punched

Mom: term may refer to  a ranking officer, cook, den-leader, anyone who speaks against the particularly dangerous/stupid plans, or the oldest peson in a given group (nongendered)

Father: person who outranks you, in a way that is may be different from other chains of command; possible negative affiliation/former leader. (usually male)

Dad: person who makes bad jokes an attempts to assert authority that he/she may not have.

Cousin: brother who lives far away, OR random stranger whom you nee your brothers to like/trust for some reason. May also mean spy?

This does not cause any major issues until one day Clone asks why they couldn’t date someone just because they were her brother; She’s seen her brothers dating each other off and on all the time. Of course Mom doesn’t mind; he is also dating one of their mutual brothers. Why is everyone looking at them like that?

Heavystep’s Heist

Heavystep trodded through the brambles, which caught his fur as he brushed past. He had come back to the world he once knew, but it was not the same. The marshes, once plentiful with rivers and fish, were now barren. Heavystep completed his walk to find another cat along the side of the leader’s den. 

“Hello, Heavystep.”

“Hello to you, Heavystep.” They both nodded to each other, and they were aware of the reactions they would receive, as they knew each other well.

“How do we pull this off?”

“It will take work. Work and plenty of Heavysteps.” They called together their army of Heavysteps and traveled quietly with Lightsteps to the nearest Thunderpath, ready to risk their lives. What would it matter? They were all the same anyways.

Jaggedclan camp and map

This is the basic camp layout 

1: Tall Rock, where the leader calls for Clan meetings.
2: Leaders Den.
3: Medicine Cats Den.
4: Nursery.
5: Fresh-kill Pile.
6: Apprentices Den.
7: Elders Den.
8: Warriors Den.

And this is the basic territory map. The altitude isn’t as high as an actual mountain and their territory is probably only in the foothills of one.

I’ve drawn it out more or less in the form of a topographical map so you can see the elevations

fluffy lil ficlet

part two

Stiles startles from where he’s been sitting at his desk, numbingly scrolling through websites.

“Scott, what are you doing here?” he asks, as Scott has just climbed into his room through the window, bringing a gust of damp midnight air with him.

“You texted me,” Scott replies as he closes the window behind him.  He turns around and takes in the sight of Stiles, his clothes rumpled and frankly smelling a bit ripe, his desk a mess of papers and post-its, notes scribbled everywhere.  His “evidence wall” has taken over nearly half the room and there’s string and nearly illegible writing on every surface.

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Stiles thinks there is a creepy guy following some girl scouts around, and calls his dad to arrest him! Turns out Derek is the scout leader for his little sister’s troupe.

(oh my god… I think I love you for this)

Nothing could motivate Stiles out of bed earlier on a Saturday than Girl Scout cookie day.  It was a day among days.  It didn’t happen often in their little town of Beacon Hills, usually only twice a year, but it was cause for joy and celebration because there were no cookies better than Girl Scout cookies.

Maybe it was the joy of funding a worthy organization.

Maybe it was the fact they were hand delivered to the door.

Maybe the inflated cost made them taste so much better.

Maybe it was because they went towards funding the dreams of little girls (and possibly unicorns).

Maybe they were made with addictive additives.

Stiles didn’t know.  Stiles didn’t care.

Because Thin Mints.




So, he had a reason to be parting the blinds on his window to look out the window at the sound of little feet walking on his porch.  It was the adult cookie-addict version of Christmas and reindeer, only Girl Scouts provided cookies instead of eating them with a jolly Ho-Ho-Ho.

Stiles knew why he was staring out his window, watching the Girl Scouts as they progressed down the street towards him.

He had no idea why the total creepazoid at the end of the block was doing it.  He was leaning against the tree at the edge of the Sullivan property, wearing a black shirt that allowed him to blend in with the shadows, and he was watching the Girl Scouts pretty intently.

Stiles went to go find his phone.

By the time he got back, the man had moved closer, now standing next to an SUV with his arms crossed over his chest.  

“Dad,” Stiles said into his phone, watching as the man moved even closer to the girls.  "You’re going to want to get over here.  There’s someone creepy watching the Girl Scouts.“

Stiles watched intently out his window as the man moved forward every time the girls finished two houses, hanging back just enough that it was obvious that he was following them.  Where the hell was the Girl Scout leader?  Mother?  Den Mother?  What the heck were they called?  Where was the adult who was supposed to be watching the kids to make sure that the creepy murder-face guy wasn’t going to abduct one of them?

Stiles’ dad pulled in the yard just as the Girl Scouts reached him.  If this wasn’t such a dire situation, Stiles would be a little upset that he wasn’t getting the sheer wealth of cookies he’d planned on buying and hiding in the suitcase beneath his bed.  As it was, Stiles just banged the screen door open and stepped out of the house, squinting his eyes in direction of the man.

His dad was looking in the same direction, because his dad was awesome at his job.  

"Sheriff,” the man said.

“Derek,” his dad returned with a nod.  Then he turned towards Stiles with a barely veiled smirk.  "Have you met my son, Stiles?“

Derek shoved his hands in his pockets and stepped forward.  "No, sir.”

“He’s about to spend a lot of money buying cookies from your girls,” the Sheriff said significantly, staring Stiles down. Stiles could tell it was a threat.  A threat to tell this story for years to come.  "A lot of money.“

Stiles swallowed.

"I imagine I’ll be eating cookies for months…” his dad continued.

“I got it, dad!” Stiles snapped.

“And chicken nuggets for lunch,” the Sheriff finished, looking inordinately pleased with himself as he wandered into the house.

“So which one’s yours?” Stiles asked, pulling out his wallet with a sigh.  Neither girl looked too concerned about making a sale, but they were both staring into the front seat of his dad’s cruiser with awe, so whatever. Stiles got the interest.

“My sister,” Derek said, gesturing with his chin towards the one trying to open the cruiser door.  "Demeter! Don’t, or the Sheriff will have to lock you in the back.“

"He will, you know,” Stiles answered, passing over a hundred dollar bill.

“I’m not sure we have change for this,” Derek answered, pulling open a pouch attached to his belt and ohmygod how had Stiles ever mistaken this giant dork with a fannypack as dangerous?

“I don’t want change,” Stiles answered, horrified at the suggestion.  "I want cookies.  As many as that can buy.  An assortment of all the cookies.“

Derek stared at him for a beat.  "I can bring them over personally tomorrow.  It’s… DEMETER GET OFF THE HOOD OF THAT CAR.  But more Thin Mints, right?”

“Uh yeah,” Stiles said.  Dad hated mint chocolate.  Awesome loophole.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, then,” Derek answered with a smirk in his direction.

Stiles watched him load his sister and her friends into an SUV and then wandered back into the house, finding his dad scooping up mayo with a chicken nugget.  "I don’t know what just happened,“ he said with a sigh, banging his head against the kitchen table.

"You just called the police on Beacon Hill’s volunteer of the month,” his dad answered with his mouth full.  "You’re lucky I’m so magnanimous.“ 

Stiles stared at his father.  "Derek’s a good guy, isn’t he?  I bet he was a Boy Scout.  Earned his badges.”

“Law abiding citizen…” the Sheriff broke off, staring in horror as Stiles started smiling.  "Oh no!“ he said, gesturing with a dinosaur shaped nugget with all the gravitas he could manage.  "Don’t you dare corrupt him!”

“Who, me?” Stiles asked with a smirk.

all i need in life is a hairless cat in one of the warriors clans is that too much to ask? like seriously there are so many opportunities with them

  • they spend a lot of their time in the elders den where its nice and warm and develop huge bonds with the elders and medicine cats
  • they have like the biggest, fluffiest nest to keep warm at night and all the other warriors complain because feathers get everywhere but they dont say it to their face because theyre a huge cutie and nobody wants to hurt their feelings
  • theyre like the most loving parent to their kits? they would nuzzle them to keep them as toasty as possible all the time and bring them still warm fresh kill when they become apprentices
  • just before winter comes around all the fluffiest cats make a joint effort to rub against trees to rid themselves of as much fur as they can and they bring it to the hairless cat’s nest as a surprise
  • im sorry but just imagine a cute lil hairless baby being so terrified of water because they dont want to be really cold so they tiptoe around puddles and when it rains they literally force themselves into the leaders den to take shelter

im sorry but seriously

hairless kitties

do it