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List of Suffixes and Meanings

Personally, I love the idea of a cat’s suffix having meaning, so here’s a list of suffixes and their meanings as used in the Timelines universe. Some of these come from the traditional naming system, others are my own thoughts.

Rank Related Suffixes

Kit - A kitten below the age of six moons.

Paw - A young cat, older than six moons, still in training.

Star - A clan leader.

Skill Related Suffixes

Fur, pelt, stripe - A well rounded warrior with no particular talents.

Claw - An exceptionally skilled fighter.

Fang - A cat with notable skill in both hunting and fighting.

Whisker - An exceptionally skilled hunter.

Nose - A talented tracker.

Face - Indicating exceptional beauty.

Tail - A skilled and agile climber, sometimes used for tactically skilled cats.

Foot - A fast, agile cat.

Throat - A talented story-teller, capable of memorizing many tales and utting on a good performance.

Flower - A particularly maternal or paternal cat. Gender ratio skews towards female identifying cats, but is not unheard of for males.

Path - A good mentor.

Stream - Strong swimmer, Riverclan exclusive.

Song - A mediator, someone who knows how to appeal to different kinds of personalities and keep the peace.

Personality Related Suffixes

Cloud - A calm, patient, and gentle personality.

Storm - Opposite to -cloud, a tumultuous, unpredictable personality. Frequently given to cats with a pension for drama and gossip.

Step - Someone who embodies the traits of their prefix; most commonly paired with animal prefixes.

Wing, Feather - A cat who showed exceptional growth, and ‘spread their wings’, or overcame intense adversity.

Flight - A forward thinker, creative problem solver, unwilling to accept ‘that’s just the way things are’, someone who strives for constant improvement. Stubborn.

Heart - Someone with strong morals, willing to stand up against injustice and fight for what they believe is right.

Wish - A daydreamer, someone lacking ambition, content to be a follower.

Whisper - A quiet, non-oppositional cat.

Medicine Cat Exclusive

Leaf - Possesses an exceptional knowledge and understanding of plants and herbs.

Berry - Particularly skilled at the social aspect of their job, possessing empathy and understanding.

Shine - A cat who is deeply connected with Starclan and skilled at interpreting prophecies and signs from their ancestors.

Trauma Related Suffixes

Eye, Jaw, Ear - Relating to a disfiguring or debilitating injury which warrants a name change. Indicates that the cat is a survivor and overcame the odds to live through their injury. Other combinations of prefix and suffix can also indicate trauma, such as Halftail, Lostface.

Poetic

Sometimes, a leader may give a suffix outside of the normal list, in reference to a great accomplishment (like -pool, given to Leafpool for her discovery of a new connection to Starclan) or because the suffix the cat deserves doesn’t pair well with their prefix (Substituting -foot with -runner, or -stream with -creek). Most rarely, just because it sounds nice and unique.

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Pokemon Planters made by HomebodyClub

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libtards unite

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According to community sources and the Philly Office of LGBT Affairs, two Black trans women were brutally murdered this week: Dominique Rem’mie Fells and Riah Milton.

say THEIR names. say HER name.

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there is no final version of yourself. we never stop growing or changing, nor should we. stop beating yourself up for not being ‘there’ yet.

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Houndoom Line Headcanons

(For @lightningshade. Sorry for the wait!)

While infighting is an important part of houndoom pack dynamics, the prevalence of it is somewhat exaggerated. Recent observational studies show that fighting is only one of several ways in which the ‘alpha’ can be decided. Many houndooms become head of the pack simply by having a lot of offspring. Age is also a predicting factor, as is the speed at which evolution occurs - in a pack of houndours, deference usually goes to that which evolves first. Infighting usually only occurs when other factors fail to determine a clear leader.

In most regions, houndooms cannot be outside of their pokéballs in built-up areas, and are required to be muzzled even in gyms (excepting during battle). The restrictions are stricter than those placed on most fire types, and many believe they should be repealed. People are quick to point out that espurrs pose more of a danger to trainers and bystanders than houndooms do, yet face none of the same regulations.

In certain parts of the world, the houndoom line is classed as having poison as its secondary type, due to the toxins present in its fire. Indeed, it is not as invulnerable to psychic attacks as the typical dark type - yet it is much less vulnerable to them than the typical poison type. Its classifications have been reviewed several times, and it is an oft-cited case among those who oppose type specifications as a restrictive and outdated concept.

The houndoom line is one of relatively few fire-type evolutionary lines which has no qualms about water. They are keen and strong swimmers, even in the wild.

Houndoom vocalisations are a common stock sound effect in horror films. They are also over-represented as companions to villains, which hasn’t helped their reputation much.

Among Kalosian houndoom packs, the leader tends to be changeable. The full extent of their hierarchies is a subject of ongoing research, but they are known to have multiple breeding males and females, and a complex system whereby different houndooms take leading roles under different circumstances. Some claim that to say they have leaders at all is misleading.

While houndooms are often characterised as aggressive, they tend to be incredibly anxious pokémon. Many trainers have difficulty using them in stadium battles with large crowds - the noise and the activity is too much for them. As such, they aren’t commonly seen in high profile tournaments, despite being powerful pokémon.

Houndooms have historically been poached for their horns, to the point of near-extinction. To hang them above your door, or to burn them and scatter the ashes over the threshold, was said to frighten away death gods. Even in modern times, houndoom horns are still used to make jewellery and protective charms, but strong anti-poaching laws have brought the species back to healthier numbers.

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Scenes from the CHAZ

I visited Seattle’s Capitol Hill Autonomous Zone this afternoon to show solidarity with occupiers and residents, to see for myself, and to share photos and impressions with y’all. Reminder: myself and Spouse are white cishet thirty-somethings living in North Seattle who believe that Black Lives Matter and agree with the broad set of civic action summarized by “Defund the Police.”

Short version: this is the calmest, quietest event I’ve ever attended on Seattle’s Cap Hill, which is known for big loud music festivals and nightlife and Pride and such.

Six pm on a Thursday night held a decent meandering crowd. We saw lots of street art (different from graffiti; see photos), a couple organizers with megaphones reminding people to keep up the movement, an amplified Black Lives Matter podcast, and generally people hanging out. There was a shrine (for lack of a better word) to some recent victims of police brutality, with “say their names” and their names on signs, candles, and an icon-style painting of Dr. King. I did not take a photo of that out of respect; instead, I read their names and tried to feel their loss.

There were several well-stocked med tends and co-op tents, with lists of what supplies were needed and also Venmo addresses for cash donations. We brought two cases of bottled water and two bulk-sized bottles of sunblock to donate to the cause, but the med tents were already so well-stocked that we just added the bottled water to a pyramid built by similar-minded folks. There was also a handful of sort of alt-vendor tents, most notably (to me) one with two white girls and a screen press with a sign saying “we’ll print ‘black lives matter’ on anything!” and doing just that. They were using black ink and I was wearing a navy-blue top, otherwise I’d have had them print my tank for me. No prices, no mention of money, which was slightly disorienting to since Seattle has so many open-air festivals and markets with a vendor row. One of the co-ops with food and supplies had a “free sticker if you put them in public places” bin in front of it, which I rifled through.

All the “barricades” at the street entrances were construction barriers and concrete barriers placed on the asphalt. One or two of them also had a car parked across the street as well. NONE of them had ANYTHING even resembling a checkpoint. People “staffing” the checkpoints were chatting with each other and passersby. Neither Spouse nor I interacted with anyone at any of the barricaded streets, and none of them had any kind of visible weapon or anything. They were just people who happened to be chilling by a concrete or plastic construction barrier.

The East Precinct Police building was boarded up and surrounded by a chain link fence, which, sidebar, is a very common sight in Seattle, with all the new construction going on these days. There was some graffiti and some messaging on the fence, but most of the activity around it was people like me: taking iphone photos of this “abandoned” police precinct. Incidentally, this was where I decided to leave my grocery bag full of sage cuttings I brought from my garden (because what do you bring to celebrate a neighborhood milestone? I hope some people make smudges from it and some people make sauce from it and some people put a sprig in a vase because the purple flowers are pretty). I stapled two signs to the bag, one reading “we see you, we hear you, #blacklivesmatter” and the other reading “hello from [tiny neighborhood], please enjoy this fresh organic sage from my garden,” and just left it by the fence there by the boarded-up police station. Spouse didn’t get it, and all I can say is that it felt right to bring something I grew, and let people take it to do what they want with it.

The crowd in general was what I typically expect from Cap Hill: mostly twenties to forties, mostly white, lots of potheads, lots of calm dogs on leashes. The covid “sanitary” cloth mask compliance was higher here than in most other public spaces I’ve been in recently, with people trying to maintain that six-foot courtesy/transmission space. Most people “featured” – those painting street murals, those with megaphones – were POC who looked like they were of majority African descent. Most people staffing the different booths (med tents, co-op tents) fell into the general category of white, and much of the observing crowd were also white, which again, is about the racial proportions I usually anticipate from Cap Hill and Seattle north of Downtown. Proportionately few rainbow signs/iconography present, other than the rainbow crosswalks that a previous mayor had painted in this weird publicity stunt thing. The feeling I got from it was that the LGBTQIA+ pride crowd was deferring to/supporting the BLM crowd, in force, but I can’t speak for them.

What was surprising to me was how… safe it felt. This part of Cap Hill (the southwest corner, closest to downtown) has a reputation for being a little sketchy sometimes, but today it felt… “welcoming” is the wrong word, and “standing in solidarity” is too profound for what could be called a protest tourism visit on my part. There’s a different post I want to make about “’high crime’ areas actually equal high police response to incidents that would better be handled by a social service team, so is it really a ‘high crime’ neighborhood or is it just a neighborhood that needs more help?” so just stick that in your mind for now. But Spouse actually went to high school about two blocks downhill from the CHAZ, and he too said it felt safer than usual. For reference, Spouse is not a crowd person and is a little paranoid about personal safety, and both he and I were surprised that he was getting that vibe.

In particular, there was one “crazy homeless dude,” who was sort of dancing around shouting nonsense, which is unfortunately common. But rather than feel scared by him – and those of you who have been following me for long enough may recall when I was literally punched in the face by a “crazy homeless dude” hard enough to shatter my maxilla and result in a second-degree assault charge – and it was just like “well, this dude is doing his thing, and if he gets violent, we’ll handle it, but right now, he’s doing his thing.”

So, there’s some kind of planned protest/showing/whatever the current term for these things is tomorrow night, which I plan on attending, and I’ll tell you about that, too.

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