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ClanGen Moon 0

Welcome to WillowClan!

Quietstar - 114 moons, 9 lives remaining, an insecure dream shaper and a great kit sitter

Pumaback (deputy) - 73 moons, a righteous and unusually strong fighter

Daisybubble (medicine) - 154 moons, a charismatic and naturally intuitive elder

Breezecloud - 29 moons, a phenomenal hunter and great teacher but completely oblivious

Wingkit - 5 moons, an ambitious moss-ball hunter

Riverdusk - 103 moons, a cunning storyteller

Downypad - 151 moons, an adventurous hunter with swimming skills

Sloefall - 141 moons, a strong fighter but childish (perhaps it's just childlike whimsy)

Moon 0:

Moonlight shone on the long moore grass as puffy, bunny-tail-like clouds quickly traced the sky. The breeze was refreshing but fell on numb fur as the cats trudged on the freshly dampened earth. New-leaf had been generous with rain so far. Quietflit looked behind her as she walked. She had known the elders who followed her would need a slower pace after walking for such a long time but seeing them now, tailing even farther behind with every step, she realized how desperate the group was for a camp. Wingkit, who had started the trek outpacing every other cat, now had to be carried by Riverdusk after complaining of sore paws. Were these the cats StarClan had prophesied would found a new great clan? 

It's not that Quietflit didn't trust the group; she didn't trust herself to lead them to that destiny. Clearlilac, the medicine cat of RiverClanClan, had been very clear what must be done before his untimely death but had he been correct to pick Quietflit to fulfill this prophecy? Quietflit wrestled with these thoughts as the group walked on. Desperate to bite the throat of this insecurity and bring it to the ground. The group behind her, who had been willing to follow her for a moon, trusted her. Clearlilac trusted her; in life and in death. The dreams of him had only grown stronger since they said their final goodbyes to RiverClan. The sound of his voice in her ear, giving her comfort and guidance on which paths to take through the many forests, hills and swamp lands they walked through. The only thing she had to worry about was taking each step.

A gasp came from Pumaback who had been walking at her side. Quietflit looked up. Her eyes shone with disbelief. Of course StarClan could be trusted. Of course Clearlilac had been right. Of course leaving RiverClan had been the right path for this group of cats. In front of her, as if placed there by the paw of StarClan, lay a large shallow cliff enclosed clearing. Tunnels framed by smooth stones encircled the camp as soft fresh sprouts of grass, no larger than a mouse tail, grew at the center. The willow tree that marked the end of their journey grew at the far end of the clearing, its long dainty branches hung over the slope. At that moment, Quietflit could feel the dragging weight of her group's StarClan given duties lift. 

She turned to face the brave cats who had followed her. Their many-colored eyes shone brighter in the moonlight. Now full of life as they took in the sight they had longed for. "When we set out a moon ago, I did not know tonight would be the night that our many days of wandering would conclude." She smiled as Wingkit was gently placed on the ground. Sleep weighed down the kit's eyelids. Quietflit knew Wingkit wouldn't remember this in the morning but somehow that added to the cuteness of the scene. "You are brave warriors, braver than me that's for sure. I believe this is the place Clearlilac prophesied that we would settle in. I see questioning in your eyes Downypad." Quietflit chuckled. "No, I also did not anticipate living like a WindClan cat but if you listen closely there seems to be a stream nearby. We have not lost our roots, we have simply outgrown our mother soil. Let's begin the duties of making this place a camp tomorrow but you all have done more than enough to earn a long rest." The wind rustled in the grass and the group took a collective breath. Each cat found the footing they needed to enter the camp. It took less than a minute for each cat to collapse into their hollow and drift to sleep.

That night, Quietflint dreamed once again. This one was not like the others. Her eyes opened and she took in her surroundings, awe filling her from tail tip to nose. The hair on her shoulders raised and her ears twitched. This was no the MoonStone cave. She was standing on a large ledge looking over a valley spit by a river. The rock behind her and under her paws was smooth, black, and reflected each star above her head perfectly as if a mirror. It looked as if she was sitting amongst the stars looking over the land below as StarClan would. 

The stars began to move and twinkle as if many unseen cats walked in front of them. Then two stars lowered closer to her and blinked slowly. Clearlilac manifested from the light, the two stars becoming his eyes. As Clearlilac approached her, she swiveled her ears behind her. Whispers of her ancestors quietly chanted words she could barely make out in unison. "We grant you your remaining 8 lives." Each voice distant, but together they shook Quietflint to the core. "Use them well and with our blessing." 

Their starry eyes stared into the back of her head as Clearlilac touched noses with her. "Welcome to StarCliff, Quietflint. Or-" he looked her up and down with an expression that seemed knowing of her every thought, "should I say Quietstar?" A hearty laugh that reverberated across the land followed. "Well done! The trek was not easy but every cat that came with you I selected myself." He raised his whitened chin in teasing pride.

Quietstar could do nothing but slowly nod. What was there to say that Clearlilac and the cats that watched her didn't already know? "You really do live up to your name." He laughed again. "Anyway, it's about time you returned back to your clan. WillowClan. But I must warn you of something. There is a deeply personal relationship in the clan that will come to an untimely end, however, the young one will recover. She will find comfort in a cat close to you. Go to them now and return to StarCliff in a moon. The path will be clear when you need it." And with a smile, he touched his nose to Quietstar's forehead. A blinding light forced her eyes closed and once she was able to open them again she was in the hollow. Pumaback slept peacefully next to her as the light of a new day shone into Quirtstar's eyes. She sat up and licked her chest to soothe herself. The stretch and yawn that followed cleansed the remaining sleep from her body. 

ngl that's kinda fucked up of you Gilljoy

Patrol artwork Ive made for my Snailgen Mod!

Ive decided that drawing the entire snats from scratch was for the best because it was very difficult to convert normal cats into snail cats and make it look... not... weird... Obviously the original credit for these still goes to the artists who work on Clangen though, as that is still my base for every single one of these patrol artworks and parts of their work is still left over in my edits <3!!

so since Guppygill got over 300 NOTES WHAT she thought she would quite like to introduce you all to her wife

her name is Lemonfoot, and they are a very happy couple :] driftclan is oh so lucky to have them

lemonfoot of course decided she was going to have a completely unrealistic coat, and we support and respect her decisions in the matter.

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do you guys want to see their kits ???

And They Were Boyfriends - Barely and Ravenpaw

I just wanted to say that as someone who's been in the warriors fandom for a long time, I adore Clangen. Seeing people come up with challenges reminds me of when people would make challenges for Warrior Cats: Untold Tales, and it's wonderful seeing people come up with stories just like they did for that game. Keep up the awesome work dev team!

Aww thank you so much! We are so glad to hear that you are enjoying the game ❤️

Happy playing!

~Chase

Alright kinda like this one

HOLIDAYS RAFFLE!

hi guys, I reached 900 followers + the holidays season is here so why not do a raffle? the prize is a pixel bust icon with some basic animation of your choice, good luck everyone

RULES:

Reblog and follow to participate (no raffle accounts)

Only one entry per person;

I will pick one random winner on the 25th.

A Startled Bluestar

Y'all animating is so hard. Why can't the things I see in my brain just be projected on to paper in the form of animation? Why do I actually need to learnnnn UUGHHHH

From a Graystripe AMV I will likely never actually finish.

Cringe is dead and I wanna know:

Could we get Whitestorm 🥺💖?

M:

Sad:

blackstar: one of your daughters took a frog from our territory. she told us she wasnt going to eat it but was just going to let it live here

sandstorm: …..that doesnt sound like MY girls but okay. thank you for telling me. we’ll be on the look out for a frog i guess??

blackstar: …

sandstorm: they’ll get a stern talking to. we’ll make it hop back in your territory when we find it

blackstar: ….alright.

sandstorm, as soon as he leaves: alright you two give me the frog.

leafpaw: we named him jumppaw.

sandstorm: he needs to go back home

squirrelpaw: firestar promised he’d give him a warrior name and everything mom you cant get rid of thunderclans newest and bravest apprentice….

Rusty: hey you're Tigerstar's daughter right? Tawnypaw was it-

Tawnypaw: did you fuck my dad

Rusty: wait what

Tawnypaw: My dad would never allow some kittypet rouge to chill in his clan. So answer me. Now.

God I love the idea of cats in position of power being decorated with herbs, flowers, etc to show their statues from everyday wear to gatherings.

But the specific intimate aspect of their closest clanmates/kin helping them get ready is what really appeals to me like thinking about

Yellowfang braiding specific flowers and trinkets into Cinderpaws fur before going to the moonstone to gain her medcat name.

Bluestar gifting Redtail some feathers after his promotion to Deputy

Mudfur naively weaving a moth wing into Mothwings fur before giving her name.

And so on

Idk I'm just thinking out loud :p

I know I mostly pair Fireheart up with men but that doesn't mean I don't love some m/f pairings

Like someone once mentioned Brindleface/Fireheart and i find it extremely amusing in the context of the kits pushing it like Fire shows up nearly constantly showing up to play and spend time with Cloudkit and by extension Ashkit and Fernkit too and in their little kitten brains this could either mean they are his kits and Cloutkit is from a different mom or Cloudkit is his and thats makes him their stepdad

Either way Fireheart is the closest thing to a father figure so they shrug and lach onto the idea and pursed to giving Fire twenty heart attacks in a span of a minute when they casual call him dad.

Brindleface finds it funny meanwhile Fireheart is just shaking her in a panic "They are calling me dad! What do I do!?"

“Stop!! You can’t ship that!! It would be toxic!! :(“

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Hello! I absolutley love your art so much! I found your old Satzzzwarriorcats blog and I love your art so much! It looks so realistic, Perhaps you could do Ravenpaw? I love him so much-

Thank you <3 Here's Ravenpaw! Wanted to add Barley too <3

The best thing about the fandom is the goofy-ass ships. They're so funny, especially the really weird ones (not pedophilia or abuse, obviously). I love how people will make up a ship that makes absolutely no sense because it gives more room for imagination and stuff. And I think it’s pretty shitty that there are way too many people who will attack and harass somebody over it. Like, why? Please don’t do that. Just let people have fun. If it makes them happy, then leave them alone. The block button is free. This also goes for headcanons! I've seen some really nice HCS / interesting ships get hated on, usually because someone hates one of the characters. And I think it's weird. Like, just leave people alone and let them be. 

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Vicky Holmes writing a side character named Crippleface into her little contract cat story

the ghostwriter 10 years later who has to write the naming ceremony in the prequel book Crippleface's Winter Vacation

The noble Fireheart and his majestic kin

this happened probably

warriors au where theyre all show cats but the levels of drama and intensity are just as high

An Inescapable Destiny - Fireheart

Not to get political or anything but I discovered Hamilton through Warrior Cats amv's

"we want more mental illness rep!" usually means "i want my favorite woobified characters to wax poetic about their trauma". If they made a character have ocd, bpd, or a non-glorified version of ptsd (underdogs) most of y'all would hate those characters for being 'mean', 'morally corrupt', 'abusive', or 'whiny'. the larger fandom despises most characters who mildly resonate with mentally ill folk, there's no way y'all could handle an accurately written depiction of stigmatized conditions lol (1)

it is your sworn duty, as a warrior cat artist, to draw your favorite characters as warrior cats. you must. you vowed to.

i love how seriously this fandom is about some stuff as if this universe is at all grounded in reality

Fire Alone

"It was a message from StarClan," she murmured. A distant look came into her eyes. "Fire alone can save our clan."

Spottedleaf's message from StarClan - The Prophecies Begin

Tumblr attempts to sabotage me again by making the image look a little blurry 0-0 RIP Spottedleaf. I'm trying to make a super small comic strip based on Dawn of the Clans but that's hard so I procrastinated with this instead. Enjoy!!!