Crookedstar's Promise Highlights
May 22, 2020 16:43:44 GMT -5
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Post by Uмвяᴀ on May 22, 2020 16:43:44 GMT -5
I just finished rereading CP and I forgot just how good it is. Since I have the e-book, I highlighted my favorite parts, which I will now compile here. I hope you all enjoy!
Funny:
Unfortunate bathroom break:
Crookedtail:
What are you implying, Oakheart?
Another unfortunate bathroom break:
Eating omens:
Interesting promotions:
Mudfur insults Goosefeather:
Mudfur's first patient:
Fishy fish:
Mapleshade points out the obvious:
Crooked x Willow OTP:
He teases, she tickles:
When your dad catches you spying on your crush:
Crookedjaw gets embarrassed by Willowbreeze's PDA:
Crookedjaw tries to show off for his girlfriend. It backfires.
Crookedjaw proposes:
The one time suggesting having kits wasn't creepy:
No ultrasounds in Warriors:
My favorite scene <3:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
All the cute moments made it hit like a truck.
Awesome:
Shellheart is a good dad:
The promise that began it:
Awesome warrior ceremony:
Mudfur's words of wisdom:
Someone actually remembered code 14:
Remember when Mapleshade was a good villain?
Brambleberry is Bramblebest:
Words hurt more than claws:
The promise that ended it:
Crookedstar's victory:
This is from the manga at the end of the book
Funny:
Unfortunate bathroom break:
“I can’t go without Duskwater!...She went to make dirt before the camp flooded. She hasn’t come back yet.”
“I’m guessing my warrior name will be Crookedjaw,” he joked half-heartedly.... “Unless”—he flicked his tail under her nose—“my tail goes the same way. Then Hailstar might have to rethink.”
He broke into a purr. “I’ve got my warrior name, too!”
“Crookedjaw?”
He purred. “How did you guess?”
“Because your tail’s still straight.”
He broke into a purr. “I’ve got my warrior name, too!”
“Crookedjaw?”
He purred. “How did you guess?”
“Because your tail’s still straight.”
“Are you okay?” Oakheart prodded him with a paw.
Crookedjaw kept his nose tucked under his paw. “Fine.”
“Stop fidgeting then,” Oakheart complained. “Some of us are trying to sleep.”
“What are you so cheerful about?” Oakheart was stretching in his nest. “Have you been dreaming about Willowpaw?”
Crookedjaw kept his nose tucked under his paw. “Fine.”
“Stop fidgeting then,” Oakheart complained. “Some of us are trying to sleep.”
“What are you so cheerful about?” Oakheart was stretching in his nest. “Have you been dreaming about Willowpaw?”
“Troutclaw says there’s going to be a new deputy! And Mudfur’s going to be a medicine cat.” Sedgepaw rolled her eyes. “Why does all the good stuff happen when I’m in dirtplace?”
Shimmerpelt was staring at the fresh-kill pile. “Are we allowed to eat an omen or should we catch more fish?”
“That was an interesting night,” Mudfur meowed. “RiverClan now has the youngest deputy and the oldest medicine cat apprentice.”
“Oh yes. I always thought he looked like he’d just been pulled through a bramble.”
“Mudfur!” Fallowtail was calling him from the head of the patrol. “Come and test out your new skills on Beetlenose. He’s got hiccups.”
Stonekit wrinkled his nose. “It smells fishy.”
“I know, dear.” Graypool lapped between his ears. “That’s because it’s a fish.”
“I know, dear.” Graypool lapped between his ears. “That’s because it’s a fish.”
“Are you stupid or blind or both?” The fur lifted along her spine. “Why do you think your brother spends all day hunting for them? Watching them as if they’re his next meal? He’s more attentive than most fathers—but then he is raising them without their true mother.”
Crooked x Willow OTP:
He teases, she tickles:
Crookedjaw stretched, his muscles aching from hunting. “Newleaf fishing is fun.”
Willowpaw nudged him. “Even without me?” she whispered.
“It’s better,” he teased. “You steal all the best fish.”
“You snake-heart!” She pushed him with her head and he fell back, pretending to be beaten.
“No more, please!”
“That’s just the start!” She leaped on him and they tumbled across the mossy ground. Willowpaw’s claws tickled his ribs.
“Hey!” he yelped, squirming. “That’s not fair!”
She paused. “Really?” She blinked down at him innocently, then tickled him again. “You should have thought of that before you started teasing me!”
Willowpaw nudged him. “Even without me?” she whispered.
“It’s better,” he teased. “You steal all the best fish.”
“You snake-heart!” She pushed him with her head and he fell back, pretending to be beaten.
“No more, please!”
“That’s just the start!” She leaped on him and they tumbled across the mossy ground. Willowpaw’s claws tickled his ribs.
“Hey!” he yelped, squirming. “That’s not fair!”
She paused. “Really?” She blinked down at him innocently, then tickled him again. “You should have thought of that before you started teasing me!”
“Why are you hiding in a tree?” Shellheart asked.
Crookedjaw slithered headfirst down the trunk. “I was just—er—just watching—er—just seeing if the assessments were g-going okay. . . .” He stammered to a halt.
Shellheart’s ears twitched. “Really?” He didn’t sound convinced.
Crookedjaw shrugged. “I wanted to see how Willowpaw was doing.”
Shellheart looked at him with amusement. “I guessed.” He purred. “And how is Willowpaw doing?”
Crookedjaw couldn’t stifle his purr. “Great!”
Crookedjaw slithered headfirst down the trunk. “I was just—er—just watching—er—just seeing if the assessments were g-going okay. . . .” He stammered to a halt.
Shellheart’s ears twitched. “Really?” He didn’t sound convinced.
Crookedjaw shrugged. “I wanted to see how Willowpaw was doing.”
Shellheart looked at him with amusement. “I guessed.” He purred. “And how is Willowpaw doing?”
Crookedjaw couldn’t stifle his purr. “Great!”
Willowbreeze crossed the clearing, eyes shining as she neared Crookedjaw. “It looks like I got back just in time,” she purred. “You were about to be devoured by a school of starving kits.” She touched her muzzle to his affectionately.
Crookedjaw ducked away.
“What?” Willowbreeze’s eyes flashed with hurt.
“Not here.” He could feel Shimmerpelt’s and Lakeshine’s eyes on them—storing up gossip.
Crookedjaw ducked away.
“What?” Willowbreeze’s eyes flashed with hurt.
“Not here.” He could feel Shimmerpelt’s and Lakeshine’s eyes on them—storing up gossip.
“Can you do this?” Crookedjaw jumped onto a higher branch, then higher, till he was at the spindly top of the tree. Willowbreeze gasped.
“Watch out!”
The branches slumped under his weight. Bark splintered and wood cracked. Squawking with surprise, Crookedjaw slithered through the tree like a stone dropping through water. Heart lurching, he stretched out his claws and grabbed hold of a branch. He hung for a moment, his hind paws churning the air before finding a hold on the trunk. Catching his breath, he lowered himself carefully and dropped to the ground.
“You frog-brain!” Willowbreeze jumped down and glared at him.
“Watch out!”
The branches slumped under his weight. Bark splintered and wood cracked. Squawking with surprise, Crookedjaw slithered through the tree like a stone dropping through water. Heart lurching, he stretched out his claws and grabbed hold of a branch. He hung for a moment, his hind paws churning the air before finding a hold on the trunk. Catching his breath, he lowered himself carefully and dropped to the ground.
“You frog-brain!” Willowbreeze jumped down and glared at him.
"I’m so happy just being with you, it feels like nothing can hurt me.”
“Really?”
“Really,” he promised. “Everything will be fine. I love you.”
She softened against him.
“We’ll have a great life together,” he murmured. “Surrounded by our Clanmates.” He pulled away and looked deep into her eyes. “And our kits.”
A purr rumbled in her throat. “I love you, Crookedjaw.” She touched her muzzle to his ear. Her warm breath made him weak.
“Really?”
“Really,” he promised. “Everything will be fine. I love you.”
She softened against him.
“We’ll have a great life together,” he murmured. “Surrounded by our Clanmates.” He pulled away and looked deep into her eyes. “And our kits.”
A purr rumbled in her throat. “I love you, Crookedjaw.” She touched her muzzle to his ear. Her warm breath made him weak.
Willowbreeze nudged him. “Scared?” she teased.
“Never.”
“A ’paw is a big responsibility.” Her gaze suddenly clouded. “I wish I had one.”
“What? A kit or a ’paw?”
She shoved him hard. “An apprentice, of course!”
“Never.”
“A ’paw is a big responsibility.” Her gaze suddenly clouded. “I wish I had one.”
“What? A kit or a ’paw?”
She shoved him hard. “An apprentice, of course!”
“I’m going to have kits.”
Crookedstar halted, his heart pounding with delight. “Really?”
Willowbreeze purred. “Really.”
“When?”
“About three moons.”
“How many?”
She snorted with amusement. “I don’t know!”
Crookedstar halted, his heart pounding with delight. “Really?”
Willowbreeze purred. “Really.”
“When?”
“About three moons.”
“How many?”
She snorted with amusement. “I don’t know!”
“I have to tell Oakheart!” he meowed. “I have to tell everyone.” He charged away, skidding to a stop as he hit the grassy path. “It’s okay, isn’t it?” he asked, looking back. “If I tell everyone?”
Willowbreeze nodded.
Crookedstar raced into camp. “Willowbreeze is expecting kits!”
Oakheart stopped washing. “At last!” He trotted across the clearing and weaved around Crookedstar
Softwing nodded. “It’s about time.”
Willowbreeze nodded.
Crookedstar raced into camp. “Willowbreeze is expecting kits!”
Oakheart stopped washing. “At last!” He trotted across the clearing and weaved around Crookedstar
Softwing nodded. “It’s about time.”
Willowbreeze gazed into his eyes. “I’m sorry.”
He tipped his head on one side. “Why?”
“For leaving you to raise our daughters.”
“Oh, my precious love.” Willowbreeze brushed her muzzle along his twisted jaw. “Be brave for me, please.”
“You’re going to be fine!”
“Help me name our daughters.”
Crookedstar buried his muzzle in her pelt. “You rest now, my lovely.” He slid into the nest and wrapped himself around her. “I’ll keep you warm.” He closed his eyes and breathed in her soft scent.
“Crookedstar?” The den rustled as Brambleberry crept in. She leaned into the nest and touched his pelt. “I heard the names you gave your kits. They’re beautiful.”
He lifted his head. How long have I been here?
Brambleberry’s mew was no more than a breath. “I’m so sorry. Willowbreeze has gone.”
He tipped his head on one side. “Why?”
“For leaving you to raise our daughters.”
“Oh, my precious love.” Willowbreeze brushed her muzzle along his twisted jaw. “Be brave for me, please.”
“You’re going to be fine!”
“Help me name our daughters.”
Crookedstar buried his muzzle in her pelt. “You rest now, my lovely.” He slid into the nest and wrapped himself around her. “I’ll keep you warm.” He closed his eyes and breathed in her soft scent.
“Crookedstar?” The den rustled as Brambleberry crept in. She leaned into the nest and touched his pelt. “I heard the names you gave your kits. They’re beautiful.”
He lifted his head. How long have I been here?
Brambleberry’s mew was no more than a breath. “I’m so sorry. Willowbreeze has gone.”
Awesome:
Shellheart is a good dad:
Shellheart’s voice was little more than a whisper. “I never knew you could be so heartless, Rainflower,” he growled. “If you insist on Hailstar going ahead with the renaming ceremony then we are no longer mates. I will never share a den or a piece of fresh-kill with you again.”
Stormkit stared pleadingly at Shellheart. “Don’t argue because of me.”
“It’s not because of you.” Shellheart wrapped his tail around Stormkit. “It’s because of her.” He stared after Rainflower, anger flaring in his eyes.
Stormkit stared pleadingly at Shellheart. “Don’t argue because of me.”
“It’s not because of you.” Shellheart wrapped his tail around Stormkit. “It’s because of her.” He stared after Rainflower, anger flaring in his eyes.
“You must promise me,” Mapleshade lowered her voice, “that you will be loyal to your Clan above all other things. What you want for yourself is nothing compared to the needs of your Clan. Nothing, remember?” Her green gaze bore into his. “Do you make that promise?”
“I want Crookedpaw to be in the patrol that resets the borders beyond Sunningrocks.” Hailstar paused. “No,” he meowed. “I want Crookedjaw!”
Then Mudfur stepped forward. He lifted his voice above the murmuring. “Is it worth risking our lives yet again for these rocks?”
Mudfur dipped his head. “I don’t know if it’s worth fighting the same battle over and over again.”
“Battles only seem to lead to more battles. It is bad enough we fight, but we teach our kits to fight and then we watch them get hurt.”
Mudfur dipped his head. “I don’t know if it’s worth fighting the same battle over and over again.”
“Battles only seem to lead to more battles. It is bad enough we fight, but we teach our kits to fight and then we watch them get hurt.”
Crookedjaw stared in horror. “You’re teaching him how to kill? But that’s against the warrior code!”
And you did! You promised! You chose to sacrifice every cat you ever loved. Your mother, your brother, your mate, and now your own kits: From that one promise, I could take them all!”
“You’re crazy!” Crookedstar whispered.
Mapleshade thrust her muzzle close. “But I’m also dead.” Her gaze glittered wildly. “Which means you can’t hurt me!” She barged past him and Crookedstar woke in his nest with blood welling on his pelt.
“You’re crazy!” Crookedstar whispered.
Mapleshade thrust her muzzle close. “But I’m also dead.” Her gaze glittered wildly. “Which means you can’t hurt me!” She barged past him and Crookedstar woke in his nest with blood welling on his pelt.
“Oh, Crookedstar.” Brambleberry’s eyes glistened. “You’ve had to walk a dark and terrible path alone.” She climbed onto the stone beside him and leaned against his flank. “None of these deaths are your fault. I doubt if they’re Mapleshade’s fault, either. Sometimes bad things happen for no reason, or for reasons we can’t begin to understand.” She stepped back and held his gaze. “Please never feel like you need to suffer alone again. I will always be on your side. I’m your medicine cat. You can trust me with anything.”
“Brave? You?” Crookedstar snorted. “You couldn’t even tell me that Bluefur was expecting your kits. If she hadn’t dumped them on you so she could be deputy, it’d still be a secret.”
“I don’t know how you can let her grow up thinking you don’t love her.” [Oakheart] turned away, shaking his head. “You, more than anyone, should know how terrible that feels. But you’re doing it to your own kit.”
“I don’t know how you can let her grow up thinking you don’t love her.” [Oakheart] turned away, shaking his head. “You, more than anyone, should know how terrible that feels. But you’re doing it to your own kit.”
“I promise.” Crookedstar ached with joy. “I’m your father, Silverkit, and that means I will always keep my promises.”
Mapleshade: Your punishment is complete now, Crookedstar. You have lost everything.
Crookedstar: No, Mapleshade. You're wrong. I still have a clan that I am proud to lead and now...Now everything precious to me is here, in StarClan. My family is waiting here for me when my ninth life has passed. It is you who has lost. You have no power over me anymore.
Mapleshade: I have destroyed you!
Crookedstar: No, Mapleshade. I still have the cats that I loved. I know they are watching over me. You have nothing and no one.
Crookedstar: No, Mapleshade. You're wrong. I still have a clan that I am proud to lead and now...Now everything precious to me is here, in StarClan. My family is waiting here for me when my ninth life has passed. It is you who has lost. You have no power over me anymore.
Mapleshade: I have destroyed you!
Crookedstar: No, Mapleshade. I still have the cats that I loved. I know they are watching over me. You have nothing and no one.