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Omg when I get home I’m hopping on here and just gonna start yapping. Does it count if my OC is from a book I’m writing?

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[Caticorn]

moved to the character corner and added some tags

[LunaticLeviTheSecond]

I made up this really complex story in my mind and decided to make in the form of a book so I could one day have everything I imagined be in one place so I could read it when I forget and want to remeber it … And it turned out so complex and big that I had to write off a lot of the characters and rebrand the book to what it originally was with the exclusion of one character that was originally there. It was still so complex that recently I decided to take that story and split it into two books and split the characters between the two books, and the books wouldn’t be connected anymore.

In the original book that was set somewhere between 1810 and 1815, the main characters were Dorothea (the main main character), her brother Eugene, her cousins Henry and Margaret (later to be renamed Amanda), her neighbhor Archibald and her other neighbors who were also Archibald’s cousins Bram and Isolde then, Bastien a French soldier who made an unlikely friendship with Bram and Isolde’s late brother Fitzherbert, who he met on the battlefield in Spain while they were on opposing sides and lastly Althea, a woman with a husband in war and a brother in debtor’s prison. The story originally had a love story between Margaret (Amanda) and Archibald (who was also Henry’s friend), Dorothea and Bram, Eugene and Althea and Isolde and Bastien. Also their surnames would often start with B (Bram, Barnett, Braunsteiner) so Bram Barnett and Eugene Bonham and Bastien Matthias …It’s too many names that sound alike.

I decided to split the story that had so much plot points and everything, into two stories, where the first one is talking about how if you hold on to dead traditions and refuse to change with the times, the world will move on withouth you and you’ll slowly go downwards until the end. It’s also about love vs duty and how marriages worked in the Regency era and how people were only begining to accept marrying for love then, but not all of them.

Since yesterday I decided to revisit this story and ended up visiting WorldAnvil for the first time after a few years, and wrote some info and added some photos for all the main characters, I decided to explain how all the characters are sort of parallels of each other, what their motivations and stuff are and how they’re connected to each other.

So we have 6 main characters in this story …

• Lady Amanda (Margaret, from now on Amanda though) Montgomery,
• Lord Henry Montgomery,
• Eugene Bonham
• Archibald Cartissier,
• Althea Hardwick and
• Dianna d’Chevalier

Miss Dianna d’Chevalier and Amanda have everything the other lacks. Lady Amanda has a title but it’s nothing she can offer in marriage since titles don’t transfer to husbands but only to wives and children, whereas Dianna doesn’t have a title, but she has a great fortune and a big dowry to offer in marriage whereas Amanda’s family is in debt which keeps the family from being able to supply a good enough dowry for a daughter of a Lord.

I’d like to talk about Amanda for a bit now because although she was a secondary main character in the original book, I preffer her to Dorothea.
She grew up in the same grand house where Henry grew up, but since the estate where they lived and the fortune was tied up in a entailment. Entailment was a law put in place before it was unheard of that a woman could posses or inherit anything, which was put in place in order to keep big estates and lands from being split among the children inheriting it so many times it would be made too small to be used for anything. So this entailment law meant that for a set number of future generations the estate and land should IN FULL go only to the first male family member in the next generations. So from father to son, if father has no children then it goes to the father’s first mael kin, either his nephew or cousin.
Well, since everything would be inherited by Henry, the late Lord and Lady Montgomery would pay much more attention to Henry, making sure he was amiable, had good principles and held to the traditional values they themselves were taught to hold in their youth. Amanda was also taught traditional values but since she was often overlooked and given over to the power of her governesses, she grew up to be a young lady who was amiable and well educated and fluent in German and French, but her belief in keepin to those same traditions were certainly much shakier than her parents’ and her brothers’. She was interested in the rest of the world and how it changed and embraced the movement of Romanticism since the begining of the 1800s and is still going strong a few years later. She knows that her brother Henry is struggling with debt, but since she was tught not to interfere with a man and his management of the house, including Henry, she thought he wouldn’t appreciate her offering to help, so she knew very little about it. Knowing the debt is keeping her from securing a match that would satisfy her brother and that would satisfy her, she hasn’t tried securing one and has come to the conclusion love is not coming for her. She’s already made up with the fact and is rather focused on helping others find the same happiness she thinks she will never find. She could marry out of duty, but she knows that any man who would accept her withouth a dowry or with a very small one is then not good enough for her family name and if she aims for somebody who will be good for her name, who she can love and respect, who can help her brother out of debt, that man will not have her for such a small dowry with no promise of land/inheritance/fortune becase Henry is in the main line of succession and with no title that comes with marrying her, there is nothing to keep a man who is good enough interested. She knows if she were ever fortunate enough to fall in love with somebody to be able to marry him, even if it means eloping, but as she’s nearing 25, she’s doubtful that will ever happen. The greatest love she feels is for her cousin Eugene, but unlike some families that don’t stick close together and hardly ever see each other where cousins could become adults withouth knowing each other, she is very close to Eugene and his parents … Too close as family members for either to feel comfortable with making marital partners out of each other like it was common and accepted and even sometimes desired at that time.
Henry on the other hand was taught sternly to follow traditions, to marry for duty in a time where marriage was only for money, power, land, titles, children and anything and evertything but love. Being romantic at that time was a term that hasn’t yet existed and romanticism and romantic gestures and romantic, passionate love would only be introduced with Romanticism the art and literature movement. So Henry’s idea of a perfect match for him, even after romanticism came aobut, was a rich woman who is amiable, from a good family, who wants a title and who he can spend time with. He was looking forward to being able to securing such a match, had it not been for his father’s debt which his proud father hid form him and the family because it was a great shame and he was too proud/stubborn to admit to it and stop gambling. Henry wanted to fix some of his debt first and then get to marrying but it was hard and the debt kept accumulating. Being at risk of being sent to the debtor’s prison he realized he needed to marry a rich heiress as soon as possible, but was afraid of being seen by the wrong sort of people (if he bumped into such people in the street he’d go straight to debtor’s prison). He also struggled with a lot of young ladies having ideas of falling in passionate love with men before marrying them and he didn’t understand it nor did he want to fall in love with the woman before marrying her, he just wanted a good match with mutual respect for one another. He heard rumors of a woman he might like called Dianna, but being too afraid to be seen in public he sent his cousin Eugene to pretend to be him to interact with her and resport back to him what she is like, so he could know if she was worth the risk of bieng seein in public, or courting her. Henry is set up to be the cold, heartless villain of the book, but then we realize in the middle of the book Henry didn’t actually do anything wrong out of malicious reasons but because he was grasping to hold his family together, to afford to pay Amanda’s dowry, to bring the family back into the good circle and to do his duty as a Lord. It was his pride and him thinking it would be better to not involve his sister while he was drowning in debt and drowning in expectations, whereas his life turned for the better, he finally caught up and made the difference with the debt only after he allowed Amanda into his troubles and told her everything, and together, they fixed everything. Both ended up married, Amanda was married to a man who first fell for her because she was awesome, independent and loving, and then she fell in love with him, and Henry married a woman who still wanted a marriage that was traditional where he could offer her a title and she could offer him money and they were both pleased with the agreement, both wanted heirs or heiresses and both respected one another and like each other’s company. First Amanda was married to Archibald and then several months later, with Amanda’s matchmaking hep, Henry was married to Dianna.

Gosh I love this story!

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Eugene Bonham, the cousin of Amanda and Henry, the only son of the family, is very much simmilar to Jane Bennet. Amanda loves him and adores having him in her family and would eventually help with his love life, but Henry thinks Eugene is too trusting and thinks too good of anybody including people who are being fake and rude to him. However Eugene has one quality that Henry does like about him, and that’s how well he can keep a secret. So that’s why Eugene is the only person Henry would trust with his dillema.
Here’s the thing, since Amanda and Henry aren’t very close, because Henry closes off to her and doesn’t let her in often, Amanda never knew what Henry was truly like. She is closer to her cousin than her brother who lives in the same house, although in the completely different and distant part of the house. Eugene hides none of his feelings for the world, particularly because they’re all good. He makes an effort to find the good in any dark situation and to brighten the day and therefore is hardly likely to say something mean or bad about a person if he speaks his feelings since they’re mostly positive to begin with.
However, after Eugene visits Henry on one opportunity, he leaves for home, his only stop being his uncle’s house which he wanted to visit before going home, he dissapeared. No word, no nothing. Becuase of circumstances people did what Eugene does most, and hoped for the best, thinking he’s gone off to war and not said a word to anybody, so that the obvious dark thought wouldn’t be the only one thought off (death on the way back by highwaymen or some deadly carriage accident)
Amanda and Archibald aren’t courting yet by this time but Archie at least is falling for her. That’s where Althea comes in. She is a woman coming from a middle working class family (haven’t decided what her father does yet, but it’s not like her family are maids or land workers or bakers, but something more high up, like lawyer or soldier). She was married to a soldier from the foot regiment who was currently in the war and she had a brother who was in debt. Since soldiers didn’t recieve a salary but a honorarium instead, Althea felt asking for her husband to give all his earnings which were few to get her brother out of debtor’s prison isn’t an option because he had little, actually they had little. She was visiting her brother often and assuring him she was close to collecting enought money to get him out by paying his debt, because in debtor’s prison you can only leave when your debt is paid off. Althea, in this debtors prison met a lot of young men who were behind a cage, but one, dressed finely, caught her attention when he said he was imprisoned uned false pretenses. That was Eugene. He was “mistaken” for Henry and imprisoned for Henry’s debt. Upon seeing Archibald and Amanda, from Eugene’s stories she recognized them as Henry’s friend and sister. She wanted to let them know exactly what happened and where Eugene was, but she was afraid to tell the whole truth because he was put in prison by men who knew he was Eugene and ignored it, and she was afraid if she told it the people would find out and harm her brother in prison. So she came over to them and said “Oh are you talking about that guy Henry Montgomery? You know, a couple of weeks back I saw him get imprisoned by those debt collectors with my own eyes.” and left. She gave them enough, she knows they’ll either have seen Henry and will know he’s not imprisoned or want to see him, and she told them what prison to look for in, debtor’s prison. Before this encounter Amanda felt rebelious and entered her brothe’s study and looked around some letters, finding an unfinished letter in Eugene’s handwriting, detailing where he was, and he noticed a few of Eugene’s letters opened and clearly the handwriting from Eugene’s letters was copied onto the unfinished letter. She thought Henry did something to Eugene was was trying to cover it up, and then after finding Eugen in prison, she and Archie immediately assumed Henry was the one responsible for imprisoning Eugene. To the reader it will seem that way and they’ll assume Henry is the villain who wants to get rid of Eugene and wants Amanda and Archie away from one another.
They’ll say “We know about what Henry did to you.” but won’t elaborate, which will leave room for misinterpretation on Eugene’s side as them knowing about what he was helping Henry with.
Amanda and Archie have the plan to clean up Eugene, give him refined clothing and having him at dinner with Henry, thinking Henry will be distraught and say “I thought I sent you to prison, how are you here?” and/or think the clean look and nice clothing was him being bought by Amanda and Archie to tell them the truth.

[Starrypaws]

Mint clan lore

“Marrowkit!” Maplefeather called in a fearful tone. Maplefeather, mother of Marrowkit, was always trying to corral her blood-thirsty son. Although he was just a kit, she knew that he had a flame. A flame that could destroy anything in its path. Today was his apprentice ceremony, and she was trying to catch him, as she needed to clean his dirt-smothered fur. Marrowkit was very crafty, and always seemed to find a way around his mother. Maplefeather sighed. She knew he would come on his own. Her other kit, Storkkit, was playing with a bit of borage. At least, she thought, he isn’t playing with deathberries. Earlier that moon, she had caught him playing with a patch of them. She shivered. He could have killed some other kit. Maplefeather knew that Storkkit was destined to be a medicine cat, but not a very sympathetic one.
“Let all cats gather to highrock for a meeting!” Violetstar, their great and humble leader yowled. Marrowkit stopped dead in his tracks, his ears perked. He and his brother sprinted to highrock eagerly. They knew what was waiting for them.
“Today, two kits will be made into apprentices!” Violetstar proclaimed. Marrowkit and Storkkit stared at each other, they looked to be thinking, I wish violetstar would get on with it.
“Marrowkit, do you promise to uphold your duties as an apprentice and follow the warrior code?” violetstar asked.
“I do,” Marrowkit said. There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice that only Maplefeather detected.
“Then,” Violetstar replied, “By the power of starclan, you shall now be known as Marrowpaw!” The cats behind Marrowpaw cheered. Violetstar turned to Storkkit. He was sitting proudly, waiting for Violetstar to say the ritual words. “Storkkit, do you promise to uphold your duties as a medicine cat apprentice and follow the warrior code?” she once again asked. I’m not even a warrior, Storkkit thought, why should I follow the warrior code? He snapped out of his thoughts and said,
“I do,”
“Then by the power of starclan, you will now be known as Storkpaw!” Violetstar announced, and the meeting was adjourned.
Maplefeather sighed. Since she was no longer a queen, she could finally get some rest. Yet something didn’t feel right. A moon had passed, and there were three new apprentices, stripepaw, darkpaw, and redpaw. It was a day set aside for battle training, and Marrowpaw was fighting Stripepaw. While Stripepaw spent a lot of time training, Marrowpaw was clearly the strongest apprentice. Stripepaw and Marrowpaw crouched into battle positions, and their mentors were shouting instructions.
“Marrowpaw!” Ebonyface shouted, “Don’t do easy on her! Train like you should!” Marrowpaw waited a split second and then hurled himself into Stripepaw. Stripepaw, taken by surprise, started clawing every which way. Then, finally aware of the situation, she rolled onto her belly, now on top of Marrowpaw.
“Get her!” Ebonyface shouted. Marrowpaw hurled Stripepaw off of him- and into the ravine. She cried in agony as her eye hit the sharp rocks. Down she tumbled, with Frostbreeze, her mentor, running after her.
“Stripepaw!” he screeched. Stripepaw, at the bottom of the hill, lay unconscious. Frostbreeze hurried towards her, gasping for breath.
“Her eye…” he mumbled. “Now see what you’ve done, Marrowpaw.” Marrowpaw sneered.
“It was her fault,” he said. “She wasn’t being careful.”
“You practically threw her off a cliff!” Frostbreeze retorted. “I’m going to take her to the medicine den.”
Sandleaf worked quickly to patch poor Stripepaw up.
“She may be able to continue her training soon,” Sandleaf told worried Frostbreeze. “But she will never be able to see out of her left eye.” Frostbreeze stormed out of the den, dragging Marrowpaw behind him.
“Come on Marrowpaw,” Frostbreeze hissed angrily. “We’re going to see Violetstar.”

Violetstar was sitting calmly in her soft moss bed.

“What do you need, Frostbreeze?” she asked calmly.
“This apprentice,” Frostbreeze started, “This apprentice hurt my apprentice, and now she will never be able to see out of her left eye again!”
“Hmm,” Violetstar mumbled thoughtfully. “What do you think would be a suitable punishment for Marrowpaw?”
“For him to have his eye scratched so he’s blind!” Frostbreeze grimaced.
“No!” Violetstar exclaimed. She was very protective of Marrowpaw, as she thought he could lead the clan to its best. “I mean, no. listen Frostbreeze, I understand that you are very protective of your apprentice, but that’s no reason to hurt another. Marrowpaw will be cleaning out the elder’s den.” as if the elders deserved that, Frostbreeze thought. He reluctantly stomped off, clearly not satisfied with Marrowkit’s punishment.
Marrowpaw was cleaning out the elder’s den, very annoyed. He did not care for weak apprentices. I would throw her off the cliff again, no regrets! He thought. Stripepaw is weak and doesn’t even deserve to be a warrior! Marrowpaw held a grudge against them, all of them, and he promised himself that one day, one day, he would rule over them.

Chapter 2
In about 5 moons, Marrowclaw had grown to warrior status. He was still very conniving, and his evil plans were about to change thunderclan forever.
“Storkflight!” he yowled. “Bring me the omen! I must have my violet!”
Storkflight padded over with the delicate piece of mint. It read,

		VIOLET AND VIOLENT
	    A FIRE SHAKES THE GROUND
	FOREVER CHANGED BY HIS CLAWS
	
“Let’s see what Darkfur can do about that,” storkflight laughed evilly.
“Well, Marrowclaw replied. “All I can say is that stupid thunderclan will give me what I deserve.” 

“Come, brother,” storkflight meowed softly. “Let us discuss what we need to do.”
“There is nothing to discuss!” Marrowclaw retorted. “Anyway, I must find Darkfur, and speak to him like ‘friends’ do.” Marrowclaw bounded off to the warrior’s den, where darkfur was sitting calmly, grooming his mate’s fur.
“What do you need, Marrowclaw?” Darkfur asked.
“I need to talk with you privately,” Marrowclaw replied, trying to hide his smirk. Marrowclaw and thunderclan’s wonderful deputy padded off together, out of the clearing and into the thorny woods.
“So, my friend,” Darkfur started. “What has happened?”
“Something terrible has happened near the gorge!” he exclaimed. “You must come see!” A few minutes later, they had arrived at the gorge, to the place where the cliff was the highest.
“Darkfur, I have something to tell you,” marrowclaw began. “Something terrible hasn’t happened, but it will. I’ve always envied your spot as deputy- the spot that Violetstar ment to give to me.” Darkfur shrunk back, something was going to happen, he knew it.
“Yes?” he said fearfully,
“There are some cats in thunderclan you cannot trust,” Marrowclaw continued. “I just wanted you to be able to…” then by surprise, he jumped on Darkfur’s back. Darkfur hissed in a mix of anger and fear.
“You backstabber!” he screamed. Those were his last words. He was flung off the edge of the cliff, Marrowclaw heard his bones shatter. Now all he had to do was lie, like he had done so many times before. With fake tears in his eyes, he padded back towards camp.
“He was hit by a twoleg monster!” he sniffled. “I tried to save him, but my leg was hit.” he showed the leg he had faked a limp on, smothered in monster grease and blood. The whole clan mourned for their lost member, and it was around dawn when the mourning had ended.
Marrowclaw was made deputy, slowly working his way up. For a few moons, Marrowclaw tried to act really good, (which he hated) hunting lots of fresh kill and going on lots of border patrols. But soon, the time had come.
“Marrowclaw,” storkflight whispered. “It is your time. Take Violetstar.” marrowclaw grinned maliciously. All of his plans were falling together.
“I will be Marrowstar soon,” he said. “No one would dare oppose me.” In the dead of night, Marrowclaw creeped up to the leader’s den. SLASH! The unsuspecting leader had her throat slashed open. Marrowclaw, in succeeding, found a badger and killed it to make up a story. He dragged it to the dead leader’s den, and screamed.
“Wha-” started Stripecloud. “ARGhHh! Our leader is dead!” Marrowclaw, who had gotten very good at fake crying, told his story.
“A vicious badger took her life! A killed the badger to avenge her!” storkflight also vouched for him, making the story more believable. More mourning began. Violetstar’s mother, Berrypool, didn’t trust him. Starclan had told her otherwise.

Chapter 3
Marrowstar was a very busy leader. Many moons had passed, and most had forgotten about Violetstar’s demise. “Let all cats gather at highrock for a meeting!” he yowled. It is time. He thought. Everyone brought themselves together. “The clans are against us! They have stolen our prey and ruined our territory, and they deny it!” Marrowstar cried. “I will gather up some warriors to avenge my clan!” all the cats meowed their agreement, after all, who would know that it was a lie?
“Marrowstar?” a cat asked.
“Yes?” Marrowstar replied, clearly annoyed.
“W-with all due respect, wouldn’t it be better if we took the whole clan?” the cat asked. Marrowstar agreed, thinking that it would strengthen his evil plan. The clan followed him, arriving at river clan.
“Riverclan!” marrowstar yowled. “It is time you pay for your wrongdoings!” a few riverclan warriors peeked out of the bushes, looking confused.
“What have we done to you?” One asked.
“Everything,” marrowstar smirked, and lept on the cat.

Chapter 4
The clan was too stunned to respond. Meanwhile, slashface, redfang, and ebonyclaw jumped at the other cats. In just a few short seconds, the cats were killed. Marrowstar advanced with the rest of his clan.
“You are mine, riverclan,” Marrowstar says maliciously. The rest of the clan attacks out of fear, overcoming riverclan. The battle is won. Bringing the remaining riverclan cats, he journeys to shadowclan, his greatest enemy. No explaining is done this time, none is needed. The powerful cats of thunderclan and riverclan defeat shadowclan. Last is windclan, an easy win. With every clan defeated, marrowstar had won, or so he thought.
“Why should we live in fear of an evil cat?” they asked. “Let us live with our own clans or die, Marrowstar!” Marrowstar hid his fear well, but having no choice, he agreed. An older tabby paced forward.
“We are waveclan! Starclan has given us the power to breathe underwater!” a beautiful blue light flashed, dazzling and intriguing.
“We are poisonclan!” a black cat with strong eyes said. “Starclan has given us the ability to spit poison from our mouths!” a red light flashed, like thunder and like stars all at once.
“We are mossclan!” another cat proclaimed. “We can make plants grow!” a green light flashed, like the dripping of water and spiraling of vines. Marrowstar was last.
“We are mintclan! We have the strongest bond with Starclan!” the light faded before it even started, starclan gave its blessing, but not to marrowstar. The clans left their battle torn home.
“Why do we have to leave our home?” a little tortoise shell cat asked with tears in her eyes. No one could answer, because no one knew. Starclan was calling them to go, and they had to follow. When they had arrived, they saw in front of them a lush forest, a twisted swamp, an endless amount of water, in which the sun sank into every night, and another forest. It seemed as if lines had already been drawn, and the clans dispersed. Homes were built, but it took quite a while, for almost all their warriors had been killed. In the clearing where the clans met, they had a ceremony for all their fellow warriors that had been killed. They had destroyed the warrior code, and they knew it. They promised to starclan that it would never happen again. Marrowstar and his few followers sat back and scoffed. But a prophecy was given.

Chapter 5
Moons later

Stripecloud felt quite woozy. What’s wrong with me? She asked herself. She stumbled to the daily patrol, where many asked her if she was all right.
“Of course!” she answered cheerfully, and the patrol moved right along. In the attempt to catch a mouse, she lost her footing, and fell unconscious.
“Augh!” a warrior screeched, fear in his voice. They dragged her back to camp, urgently trying to get her to the medicine den.
“What’s wrong with her?!” they asked in urgency. Storkflight just rolled his eyes and answered,
“She’s having kits. Get on with it. The fresh-kill pile won’t fill itself!” Upon hearing the word, stripecloud woke up in a flash.
“KITS?!” she yowled, excited and scared all at once. “But darkfur is dead! I-i don’t understand! I promised I would never love another!”
“Starclan has blessed you, stripecloud.” said shinefur. “Your kit… is the kit of the prophecy.”

					***
Stripecloud had spent the day in the medicine cat’s den. Her kits were about to be born, and she was nervous. 
“Augh!” stripecloud screeched. “They’re here!” storkflight was bored out of his mind watching stripecloud- so he was very pleased to hear this. The kits were safely delivered, with stripecloud’s happy tears practically flooding the medicine den.
“Hey!” storkflight yowled angrily. “I just organized this stuff! What’s your problem?” He shoved her out and showed her the nursery. 
“Good luck!” lilypaw, the medicine cat apprentice shouted as stripecloud made her way out. Safely in the nursery, stripecloud began to nurse her small kits.
“Oh, sapphirekit,” stripecloud said painfully. “You and your sister have a hard life in front of you.”

Chapter 6
“Mama?” ivykit asked. “Why do you have a scratch on your eye?”
“I-well, I was messing around as an apprentice,” stripecloud replied. “Uh- go run along and play!” The kits dashed out of the nursery to go play with sunkit. Stripecloud was glad they didn’t press for more answers.
“Sunkit!” sapphirekit exclaimed. “I found a caterpillar!” the other kits dashed over to see.
“I wanna eat it!” oysterkit proclaimed.
“Don’t!” shouted ivykit. “It could make you sick!”
“Then you’ll look like a caterpillar!” tinykit said. “All green and gross!” They all laughed at that.
“Let all cats gather at highrock for a meeting!” Marrowstar yowled. The kits ran around in a frenzy as their mothers desperately tried to catch them. All the little kits were dragged to highrock, where they watched wide-eyed.
“Today, two kits will be made apprentices,” marrowstar says calmly. Like I care. “Ivykit, do you promise to follow the warrior code and honor our clan?”
“I do,” ivykit replies, squirming with excitement.
“Then by the power of starclan, you will now be an apprentice,” says marrowstar. “Your mentor will be shadefern.” shadefern and ivypaw touch noses and head toward the training grounds.
“Sapphirekit,” he says, turning to little pink-nosed sapphirekit. “Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and bring honor to our clan?” sapphirekit nods and says,
“I do,”
“Then by the power of starclan, you are now an apprentice!” marrowstar says, scowling at her. If she really is one of the prophecy cats… I’ll make sure she doesn’t live through training.
***
Sapphirepaw was exhausted. She felt like her mentor was harder on her than anyone else. What did I do? She asked herself. It seems like redfang hates me!
“Battle training!” redfang screeched. “Get your lazy butt over here!” Sapphirepaw rolled her eyes and stood in front of her sister, prepared to fight. Redfang gave the ok and ivypaw swiped at sapphirepaw. Sapphirepaw jumped onto her back and scratched at her face, accidentally hitting her eye.
“ARGH!!” Ivypaw screamed, clutching her eye. “Why can’t I see?! Someone help!!!” Sapphirepaw gasped and backed away. What’s wrong with me?! She thought to herself. I can’t even get through one training session without injuring my sister! I’m a danger! She looked at her paws, trembling in agony. And the tears began to flow.

“We found the missing apprentice,” Fernshadow said, watching the young apprentice closely. Sapphirepaw wanted to run, keep running from her problems.
“Thank you!” Stripecloud shouted confused, angry, sad, and happy all at once.
“You watch that cat,” said Fernshadow. “Mark my words, she’ll be a danger to this clan.”

Within a moon, Sapphirepaw returned to training and finished her 6 moons, Her warrior name being Sapphirefang. She was loyal and dependable, but cut herself off very often. Tonight was the night of the gathering, the night that Sapphirefang was excited for, but also scared. When the time had come after painful hours of patrolling and hunting, Sapphirefang, Marrowstar, and a few other warriors and apprentices padded to the gathering place. Cats of the 4 clans watched as the 4 leaders lept up onto the tall rock in the middle.
“Cats of all clans, we welcome you to the gathering of the full moon,” said Marrowstar, acting innocent and leaderlike. “Waveclan will go first, recounting how their clan is fairing.”
“Thank you, Marrowstar,” said Splashstar, “Our clan is thriving. We have 2 new apprentices and 3 newborn kits born to Rainfeather. The food supply is thriving, however, the twolegs are ignorant enough to drop their trash in the water.” The cats yowled in agreement, as Venomstar padded forward.
“Food is scarce,” he said. “After all, we live in the swamps. Our clan is strong, however. The young apprentices in our clan are thriving.”
“The thick, mossy forest is perfect for hunting,” Fernstar boasted. “We have one new apprentice and two new warriors to report.” Marrowstar nodded and meowed,
“We have a new warrior, but that’s all we have to report.” The clouds shifted and covered the full moon. Marrowstar looked up, the sky looked like an angry scar marred with clouds.

[Starrypaws]

I don’t know what’s with the font. Also, that’s not even half of it

[CrazyCaliope]

One thing, this is for talking about your character, not sharing a story.

[Starrypaws]

Sorry, this is OC lore. Basically, I have it saved as ‘mint clan lore’, because my OC, Sapphirestar, is from warriors.

[Starrypaws]

It’s also lore for multiple OCs I have. If this is a bother, I can remove it.