Goldenrosecult Stories

Pearlkit was born a runt. Not just a runt, a very tiny and weak one. And she was immediately rejected by her father, the TideClan deputy and her mother, the clan's most talented hunter with no one to help her escape from her littermates' jeers. Flowerkit is a tom with a she-cat's name who is picked on constantly by the DuneClan apprentices and kits. His overprotective mother stands up for him so much to the point others whisper he'll never become a warrior. Eclipsekit is the only survivor of his litter, and his mother hates him for being born with a crippled leg. Being one of the most popular cats in the clan, most of JungleClan share her resentment for the kit who didn't know what he did wrong. Corvidkit has no siblings, and the superstitious MoatClan 'knows' she's destined to being bad luck to her clan. The jet-black kit has no idea why she's treated so poorly and others act like she's a curse. When an elder, decides enough is enough, she and another cat take the kits to a pair of magpie-winged cats named Francis and Dixie in the dead of night for them to give the kits to a family to raise out of fear for their safety, and the four are transported to a whole new world; the world of the Guild Of Freedom.

Plot idea was Echoing Whispers and Nothing from Bubbling Streams by @SaccharineKittyKatt ------- How can you be something, when all your life you've been called nothing? Manglekit had been known as 'nothing' since her birth. Being born half deaf with no tail and terrifyingly long teeth, all of SplinterClan, the tough and strong cats of the Cloudrise Isles, has known her as a mistake. Meanwhile her sister, Shimmerkit, is like a siren. A venomous specimen of perfection that slithered her way to being the deputy's apprentice. She knows she's favoured over her sister, and she relishes the attention. When Manglekit, now Manglepaw, is cast out after Shimmerpaw accuses her falsely of a murder, she is taken by strange winged cats of long-ago legends on a recruiting mission, and it is only then Manglepaw has her chance at a better life. A life where she is known as Saxifrage, warrior of the Golden Rose Cult.

𝔸 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕍𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕪 ℂ𝕒𝕥𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤. 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕖𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤, 𝕘𝕠𝕕𝕤, 𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕖𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕤. ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕖: 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕒 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟 𝔸𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕛𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖.

What can you do when the very things that are supposed to grant you freedom are restricted by those superior to you? That is the question Talonpaw has been asking herself for moons. Born into PrideClan, a clan of winged cats, she had been unfortunate enough to have her feathers fledged in dull, making her a lowly Muted while her siblings Galepaw and Brookpaw shine as Luminaura. If she'd said 'it's not fair' once, she'd said it a thousand times. The Muted were bullied and treated unfairly like servants for not being 'pure and radiant' like the Luminaura, with everything they do being restricted. Talonpaw doesn't want to live a life like this, but what choice does she have? When a series of events lands her and PrideClan into a strange new world called Embala, however, the chance for her wings to finally unfurl for herself finally becomes real.

BlazeClan is no ordinary clan. If you happen to be a non-royal she-cat, your fate is pretty much sealed, just like Goslingpaw's. Toms are valued much more and are given higher ranks while she-cats that are not royals are thrown to lowly ranks and are always expected to obey the toms' every command. What's more, the narcissistic clan leader, Cougarstar, expects nothing short of perfection. And his two nasty, spoiled children Lichenthorn and Beetlescar treat every single cat like they owe them the world. And Goslingpaw is sick of it all. When a prophecy speaking of a cat of grace and beauty bringing the clan to safety after Roadwalkers start to destroy the forests to build a hotel, the entire clan thinks the cat in the prophecy is her annoying and spoiled sister Swanpaw, but Goslingpaw knows it isn't her. How? Because Goslingpaw is the only one who heard the voices singing to her over the mountains.

Just a couple of short stories around the Valley Cats and some other fanclans that I created, some of them are old projects, some of them are projections of irl situations and some of them are stories I write when I'm absolutely bored and have nothing better to do :> [🦋] - FanClan Oneshot [🪽] - Valley Cats Oneshot [❄️] - Projection/Vent Fic [💧] - Old Drafts [🐟] - Crack/Mary Sue Slander

The clan's journey is only halfway done; they are stuck in a beachside town and have no idea where to go. The clan is losing faith in Swanpaw and relying more on her sister to lead the way. When they run into a pair of two cats known as Splash Sprint and Russet Rush, they have no other choice but to follow the blue-gray tom and his red-furred partner who both seem to be there for a prophecy as well. Things make a surprising turn when she and her clan find out that the beachside town they're currently stranded in are filled with local RoadWalkers who actually seem to care for the winged cats, and the two seems to know every trick in the hidden code to get food without having to have a strenuous hunt. As they help BlazeClan make the journey to their final destination, Goslingpaw can't help but feel something is drawing her towards the supposedly mythical island they are headed towards. The voices are getting louder now; Goslingpaw's heart seems to be leading her home. But with two strange 'tribal' toms who don't seem trustworthy in the slightest and her mother finding any chance she can to kill her off so her sister can take the spotlight once more, Goslingpaw's not sure if she'll actually survive to see the sunrise again.

How much are you willing to do to gain something you want, no matter the cost? Delilah isn't used to hearing the word 'no'. Be they the commoner strays that roamed the streets or other lower class softborns, no one dared refuse her. She got everything she wanted with just a pout and a flutter of her eyelashes. She had it all; riches, wealth, and more, what more could she possibly want when she lived a dream every cat wanted? The answer was simple; the one she-cat that she could never, ever have. But it was alright. Delilah would win her over eventually. No one ever said no to her, surely this cat wouldn't be any different. Right?

BlazeClan has been evicted from their territory; they have no other choice but to flee into the mountains for shelter. The harsh cold, the dangerously unsteady paths, the hawks swooping about... there is a lot of dangers in store for the clan too. The clan is still under the belief that Swanpaw is the prophecy cat; they turn to her for guidance and expect her to know the way to their final destination. She basks in the attention, and pretends to know the way while still tormenting her sister. But Goslingpaw and her friends and foster parents know who really is the cat of the prophecy, and Goslingpaw can't help but realise that she keeps hearing the call of a wild snow goose, despite not knowing where it is. The voices are growing louder, her powers are getting stronger, this perilous journey may lead Goslingpaw and BlazeClan to their destiny... Or maybe to their ultimate demise.

The journey is over, the clan has found the valley and the Tribe Of The Blooming Valley. It turns out, the Northern Kingdoms is full of winged cats with supernatural abilities like controlling fire and water, amongst other amazing things. The Tribe of The Blooming Valley is run by a royal bloodline, and Goslingpaw is a descendant of the royal bloodline and the only daughter of the Queen's brother bearing the royal symbol on her face. Goslingpaw is welcomed warmly immediately by the royal family and the entire tribe, who recognise her by facial structure and body build. But her sister receives a colder welcome like the rest of the clan, and BlazeClan is finally treated the way they once treated cats they deemed unworthy of respect by the violent and code-bearing tribe. With dangerous tribemates she should call family and three other tribes in the Northern Kingdom who hide many deadly secrets, Goslingpaw doesn't know whether she really feels at home or not.