Anyway, Daily Reminder From A Culturally Isolated Romani Person.

esoteric form of roleplay where instead of actually roleplaying you just make up characters together and discuss in abstract how they'd interact and how their story would go

Ty! I adore this goober!

Go insane!

I sure will!! Alpinewhisper (she/her) is a grey agouti tabby molly with moderate white spotting and copper eyes. She is a healer for her Clan. Her base coat is pale, painting her darker tabby stripes (around her paws, face and ears) in stark contrast. Her tail is ringed. A large white dapple marks the top of her head and her shoulders like a snowcap, as well as all four of her paws in low boots and her tail tip. Her copper eyes are bright and large, giving her a constantly surprised expression. Alpinewhisper has tufts of fur between her dark paw-pads. She is a shy cat, unwilling to have more than short, passing conversation with anyone outside of her small group of close friends. She hates being noticed by others and doesn't like when her name is spoken. Despite her social anxiety, Alpinewhisper is actually a rather brave cat. She's known for staying calm in the face of danger and making the right choices under pressure. She doesn't hesitate to come to battlefronts as a field medic, nor to face down other cats in a fight if she needs to defend a fallen Clanmate--she went out of her way as an apprentice to participate in fighting training alongside her healer's training for this reason. Alpinewhisper has a rather weak connection to StarClan and she worries they don't approve of her battle training.

It's true though???

Warriors is a military-horror novel series by Erin Hunter that chronicles the past and present stories of a militaristic division of sentient cats called The Clans as they indulge the minds of themselves and future generation's in the various beliefs of war, jingoism, religious law, xenophobia, an "Us vs Them" mentality, and intimidation of "the others". With topics of fascism and colonialism addressed, Warriors details the horrors of how such beliefs warp the mind into believing ideas of things such as "Good War" directly from the indoctrinated, twisted perspectives of The Clans.

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moonpaw!!!!!!!!

I still believe this arc is going to be shit garbage awfulness but I love mooonpaaaw

HEY ! YOU!

Reblog if you think trans women are real women , and trans men are real men .

Real, actually

Brightheart my little cigarette

Kinda tried making her face wound kinda like darker and ashy idk... to symbolize smoke

Also i imagine the hearts places on brightpaw and swiftpaw were the main targets the dogs went for... swiftpaw... yeowch....

It's true thoughhhh

good livestream and good night gamers

We should, sooner than later.

Can we like- start a movement for Piglin rights or some shit

With how much mojang is trying to demonize piglins I really feel like we need to have them unionize.

Start headcannoning random characters as piglins. Make long and educational posts about their lore. Spite the living shit out of what the Minecraft Movie and Minecraft Legends is trying to pull.

I think, perhaps I'm ace. Not 100% sure, but maybe...

I need to prove a point to my mom. Reblog if you can realize you’re asexual/aromantic in your teens.

OH- don't mind me, ima go sob now

That's so true D:

Anyone else ever think about how Leafpool and Squirrelflight could feel each others emotions and feelings for as long as they can remember and it’s normal for them, it’s comfortable, it’s routine, maybe even mundane at times then Leaf dies and suddenly Squirrelf feels…. less? suddenly life and existence has lost that extra layer it used to have, gone in an instant or maybe slowly, doesn’t matter, it’s gone now, her sister is gone now and no one can understand, no one’s lost this sixth sense like she has

Life feels duller now and everyone says that’s normal after loss but it’s not just that! even over vast distances she could feel Leaf, they could comfort the other without even being in the same place. That weight that she never noticed before, a gentle pressure that’s always been there, layering her with warmth.

It’s gone, Leaf’s gone, and everything is cold.

Squirrelflight and Leafpool’s sisterhood makes me so emotional