Yes I though of this at 3am, why are you asking?
Some stuff before we start.
Once the clans reached the lake, cross clan friendships became hard to break apart. Cats from each clan met many cats like them, and many cats within the clans came to realize how pointless their separation was. They had gone through hardship after hardship together in the mountains, only to split apart once more and go back to their ways of bloodshed and violence. However, plenty of cats still advocated for the separation of the clans, so the four clans remained separated. Or at least, that is until Mudclaw rose to power.
He pushed at the borders and attacked any cat who stepped into the boundaries, often leaving them to die. He banished or killed anyone who spoke against him, and soon the lake ran red with blood. He teamed up with Leopardstar and Hawkfrost, leader and deputy of RiverClan, and came to form an alliance. However, he secretly planned to destroy RiverClan once they drove ShadowClan and ThunderClan away. Meanwhile, ShadowClan and ThunderClan allied with each other, taking in banished WindClan cats and runaway RiverClan cats. After a year of tension and bloody battles, there was one final battle, where Mudclaw was crushed by a falling tree. Hawkfrost and Leopardstar and any other cats who still them were banished to the outr edges of the territory.
However, the came a new problem: the cats did not want to separate. They had been living and fighting together for so long that deep friendships and even romances a=had began to blossom. Besides, RiverClan and WindClan were without leaders, and after much debate, LakeClan was formed. They made their new camp on the island. Many moons have passed since then, and while tensions between cats originally of different clans have settled, a certain family is having quite a bit of trouble...
Quick lore notes for this:
- Territories are much larger in this, and the gathering island is also much bigger, big enough to house nearly 100 cats at least
- The mollies are expected to have kits by the older generations, although it's becoming less common these days for every molly to have kits at some point
- In LakeClan, cat divorces need permission from a leader to happen. Usually the leader will talk to both parties about why they're getting a divorce and then debate whether or not the cats will get divorced with the deputies, medicine cats, and the elders
- In this, Firestar can read and understand twolegs and teaches this to the clan. Yes, they read books and listen to music in this. Why? Because I can
- The cats do not refer to their partners as mates in this. They refer to them as humans do
It was a beautiful day outside. The land of LakeClan was in the full swing, flowers blooming, shrubbery and trees growing green, and the air just warm enough, but not so warm that it would become uncomfortable. Birds tweeted and chirped as the sun rose higher, the sky an eggshell blue with barely any clouds blotting it.
Squirrelflight breathed deeply, taking in the fresh air as she walked through the river sector of LakeClan territory, or what was used to be RiverClan's territory. She sighed happily. Spring was coming. This fact pleased her, as the prey would be coming in droves. Soon enough, there would once more be prey for everyone. Good thing she joined a hunting patrol, since the kits had woken up hungry.
For the first time in a while, a faint smile crossed Squirrelflight's lips. Finally, peace and quiet-
"Oh grow up, you sack of mouse bile!"
"Brambleclaw, you're acting like a screaming kit! I only ate part of your rabbit!"
"It was mine anyways! Why did you even need to eat my prey?! It's fucking spring!"
"Brambly, the rest of the prey pile had three stale mice and a chaffinch! You do realize I hate birds, right?"
Squirrelflight's smile slid off of her face at the sound of her ex-husband and his boyfriend's bickering. Her face quickly grew tired as she listened, already fed up with this shit. Fucking hell, couldn't they have one patrol without the two fighting and nearly killing each other?! Last time, she and Tawnypelt had to pull the two apart from killing each other. Or mounting. Honestly, she had no clue which they would have done. They seemed to fight, never apologize, fuck, and rinse and repeat. Most of the time, there was enough sexual tension to choke a cow between the two.
Three years had passed since LakeClan's founding. And while tensions between cats from other clans had settled slightly since, Squirrelflight's family had been a mess. Perhaps she shouldn't have accepted when Brambleclaw proposed to her that warm summer night. They quickly got married, the occasion happy and the clan excited. Soon after, they had a wonderful, albeit snarky son named Jaykit- no, Jaypaw now. She would have rejected him if she knew the secret he kept from her-from everyone-since he was an apprentice.
Brambleclaw was a closet gay. She had no clue until he started telling her Leafpool diagnosed him with the flu. Then whitecough. Then he started lying that he cut his dick on a thorn by accident. Then a sore on his dick as well. Squirrelflight started getting suspicious, so she asked Leafpool about these sudden illnesses and injuries. Leafpool had been bewildered by these questions and replied that no, Brambeclaw had only been in for a thorn in his paw for the past two moons!
Squirrelflight was furious. She had stomped off to confront the lying tom, only to find him straddling Crowfeather in the warrior's den!
Look, she didn't understand why the older cats seemed so judgmental of two toms in love, but he lied to and cheated on her!
She screamed, he apologized profusely, leaping off of the skinny black tom, but the damage was already done. Shocked and angry and hurt, she yelled at him, practically drawing all the attention to the scene. Right in that moment, Squirrelflight demanded a divorce, much to Brambleclaw's shock. He yelled that they have to stay together, reasoning that he wanted to tight-knit family, that he could love her just as much as he loved Crowfeather, but Squirrelflight clearly wasn't listening and pointedly stomped away from the two lovers.
They slept on opposites of the den that night, with Brambleclaw- stupid, lying Brambleclaw- Nuzzling Crowfeather and sharing tongues with him.
Over the course of the next moon, they had consulted Blackstar over their divorce. He sided with Squirrelflight quickly, reasoning that Brambleclaw clearly lied to and wasn't faithful to her. And so, their divorce was finalized by the clan and were no longer viewed as an item.
A whole ten months had passed since. Brambeclaw was still with Crowfeather somehow, and she had to deal with Brambeclaw's rude remarks and general assholery towards her while they joint-raised Jaypaw. He was still his father, after all, and she didn't think she could handle raising a kit by herself. And here they were now, on a patrol and Squirrelflight wanting to stick her head in the dirt rather than listened to Brambleclaw and Crowfeather argue more.
"Hey, guys, let's stop fighting. We'll scare off the prey if we do!" Stormfur suddenly interrupted the two, ever the peacekeeper. He wedged himself between the two fighting toms, a nervous, wide smile on his face. Crowfeather huffed and, with one last eyeroll at his tabby lover's scowl, faced the fluffy mountain of a tom.
"Shouldn't you be hunting then, O wise one?" He snarked. Stomfur chuckled awkwardly Brambleclaw growled lowly, lowering his head threatening.
"Don't talk to him like that! He's helped me deal with your scrawny ass for eleven months!" He snapped.
"Ten months, actually." The black tom muttered. The dark brown tabby spat furiously and stepped closer to his boyfriend. Squirrelflight groaned. Oh no, here they go. It's almost be entertaining how much they argue if she didn't want to smash her head against a tree trunk.
Crowfeather, realizing he struck a nerve, smirked, probably readying himself for the ensuing bickering.
"Eleven months."
"Ten."
"Guys, we need to quiet down!"
"Eleven!"
"Ten."
"Please, you're scaring off the prey!"
"Eleven!"
The ginger molly had enough at that point. With a snarl, she whirled around and nearly roared with the fury of a lion, "Would you three shut up?! In case you haven't noticed, we're on a hunting patrol and the prey probably ran off by now!"
At those words, at three toms whipped their heads around to face her, wide-eyed and shocked at her outburst. Stormfur murmured something that the ginger molly didn't catch before hurrying to catch up to her. He smiled apologetically, casting a glance at the now silent pair of toms.
"I-I'm sorry about those two, Squirrelflight." Stormfur said meekly, "It's just... I want them to get along, but all they seem to do is fight!"
Squirrelflight snorted in disdain and added, "And fuck. Don't forget that."
Stormfur's ears grew hot as he nodded, padding alongside the outspoken molly. He laughed awkwardly and replied, "How could I? I-I mean, I caught them doing it in the den last night! And... they were going hard! Like pounding each other's-"
Squirrelflight grimaced and said playfully gagged, "Yeesh, I don't need all the details!"
"R-right! I mean... right...". Stormfur sighed, feeling his face heat up in embarrassment. Real smooth, big guy, real smooth. So much for being a good friend to Squirrelflight. That's all he was to her, a friend. He just had to accept that.
Stormfur may have feeling for the molly, but he knew she wasn't ready for that yet. She had just gone through a whole divorce with Brambleclaw, why should she? For now, Stormfur was content with being her friend, offering support when he could and helping her and Bramblclaw get along.
Whether this arrangement would be forever or just temporary was an idea Stormfur liked to play with in his mind, but he didn't want to disrupt the amicable trust between the two by proposing. Perhaps he'd be her friend forever, perhaps they'd grow old together as mates. He didn't mind either of those futures, although he secretly preferred the latter.
Suddenly, however, Squirrelflight crouched, flicking her tail to signal for the toms to get down. They obeyed her as she started to padded forward, slowly and delicately. The scent of mouse filled the air, and thankfully they were downwind. Stormfur noted how expertly she stalked, how her eyes were focused and determined, how her hips swayed so gracefully, exposing her-
'Stop it, you know she's not looking for romance!' Stomfur quickly reminded himself, wincing. Damn it, did he have to think of that while she was in such an unusual situation? When she had a kit herself?!
Suddenly, Squirrelflight leaped forward, diving into a swath of reeds and breaking Stormfur from his thoughts. He looked up in time to see Squirrelflight triumphantly hold the fattest mouse Stormfur had seen all season in her mouth.
Stormfur gasped and complimented, "StarClan, that's huge! I don't think I could catch something like that if I tried!"
"Nice catch." Brambleclaw commented politely, "If we get some more of those, the prey pile will be full in no time."
Even Crowfeather was silent this time.
Squirrelflight set the prey down and buried it beneath the reeds before puffing her chest out and saying with pride in her voice, "Thanks! I swear that thing weighed at least as much as a rabbit!"
Stormfur smiled. For once, these three were getting along! Maybe they would start getting along better from now on-
"Eh, rabbits are usually fatter than that. They're also less flaky." Crowfeather yawned in disdain. Brambleclaw whirled to face Crowfeather, eyes ablaze with anger.
"You wanna say that again, bastard?!"
Stomfur's smile dropped. Oh no, here they go again.
LakeClan:
Leaders: Firestar
Blackstar
Deputies: Onewhisker
Russetfur
Medicine cats: Cinderpelt
Littlecloud
Apprentice: Flamepaw
Mothwing
Leafpool
Apprentice: Jaypaw
Warriors: Heavystep
Boulderfur
Sandstorm
Dustpelt
Longtail
Thornclaw
Brackenfur
Cloudtail
Rowanclaw
Tawnypelt
Brambleclaw
Shadepelt
Crowfeather
Swallowtail
Artisans: Tornear
Mistyfoot
Ratscar
Nightcloud
Whitetail
Graystripe
Beechfur
Owlwhisker
Rainwhisker
Brackenfur
Brightheart
Stormfur
Scouts: Tallpoppy
Oakfur
Reedwhisker
Squirrelflight
Smokefoot
Ivytail
Sorreltail
Cottonwing
Birchfall
Applefur
Toadfoot
Apprentices: Berrypaw- Trained by Tornear, Sorreltail, and Rainwhisker
Hazelpaw- Trained by Longtail, Whitetail, and Tallpoppy
Honeypaw- Trained by Russetfur, Cottonwing, and Owlwhisker
Poppypaw- Trained by Ivytail, Mistyfoot, and Thornclaw
Jaypaw- Trained by Leafpool
Breezepaw- Trained by Crowfeather, Brightheart, and Sootfur
Heatherpaw- Trained by Whitetail, Sorreltail, and Shadpelt
Dawnpaw- Trained by Reedwhisker, Applefur, and Tawnypelt
Snakepaw- Trained by Rowanclaw, Smokefoot, and Rainwhisker
Queens: Daisy
Millie
Snowbird
Dawnflower
Caretakers: Goldenflower
Mosspelt
Kits: Rosekit- Daughter of Daisy and Rainwhisker
Bumblekit- Son of Millie and Gaystripe
Blossomkit- Duaghter of Millie and Gaystripe
Brairkit- Daughter of Millie and Gaystripe
Dewykit- Daughter of Dawnflower and Reedwhisker
Evekit- Daughter of Dawnflower and Reedwhisker
Patchkit- Son of Snowbird and Smokefoot
Darkkit- Son of Snowbird and Smokefoot
Elders: Runningnose
Mousefur
Purdy
Morningflower