Might be a bit quiet around here for a while - I'm moving! I thought I'd have a bit more time for the comic in between packing and cleaning and whatnot, but I've been busier than I expected.
Regular activity here may not pick back up 'til late May, once I've gotten settled in, but we'll see! I'll make an effort to be present in moments of downtime. :)
"I'm just gonna draw prominent events," I said, "It's not going to be a lot of work because I'm only going to draw big game stuff," I said.
-proceeds to draw 7 panels and 3 pages worth of filler episode-
SOMEONE HELP THEMMMMMMMMMM I’m manifesting anything good to happen to them rn cause they deserve it
and for the ask game:
🐀 for both cats!
🤝 for the author!
he literally never stops daydreaming about mice in game
🤝 If you could collab with any other clangen creator (or just want to shout out your favorites), who would it be?
OH MAN THERE ARE SO MANY GOOD ARTISTS HERE!! I'm open to collabs with anyone (I don't bite!) but some of my bestest friends (even if we're only friends in my head) I'd love to collab with are basinclan, ranchclan, direclan, cutieclangen, tidalclan, boughclan-clangen, astray-clangen, cycloneclangen, featherclan, gutterclan, canary-clan, and castaway-clan! I love this community, and I'd be down to collab with anyone who is interested 🫶 (and I think crossover events are so fun and cute!)
Asks are from this ask game!
coldcrash has crashed out
next moon is gonna explain a whole lot
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Next update!! Babies!!!
Maybe we should move someplace new / and build time machines to go and get us back / Back before we were brittle
Gutterrat was seen speaking to a Camosunclan cat across the border. Scandalous!
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Ferntail, a young warrior of strict Camosunclan, had met Gutterrat across the border before the founding of Gutterclan. Then a loner named Brie, Gutterrat- both personable and lonely- had struck up a rapport with Ferntail.
Ferntail himself- something of a punching bag, as a "Medius" near the bottom of his clan's hierarchy- fell into an easy friendship with Brie, free from the constraints of rank.
He declared himself to be Brie's mentor (though he was scarcely a moon older). The two spent a season "training" together - escaping to the fantasy that Brie might one day join the clan as a full warrior of Camosunclan, and openly live alongside Ferntail.
Some things aren't meant to be.
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Fogfreckle’s body hits the ground hard, rolling halfway down the slope as Moonstar slides down after him, pebbles skidding out from under her paws as she rushes to his side.
“Fogfreckle?” Moonstar’s voice wavers as she reaches him in a spray of stones, hovering a scraped paw gently over his bleeding body as she hesitates. He’s just lying there, chest rising and falling shallowly, as blood oozes from thick punctures along his back that stains his pale fur red. Should she roll him over? What if his bones are broken? He’s not dead, by the grace of StarClan, but she’s no medicine cat – she has no idea how close he is to death or how much worse she’ll make it if she tries to move him.
The circling shadow of the eagle drifts over them with another ear-splitting, screeching cry, and Moonstar’s fear makes the decision for her. She grabs Fogfreckle by the scruff of the neck and begins to haul him farther down the slope. She doesn’t want to injure him more than he already is, but she knows it’ll be worse if they’re caught out here on the open mountainside once the larger predators in the area catch scent of his blood and come to investigate.
Fogfreckle doesn’t make a single nose of pain as she pulls him through the dirt. She drags him as far as a tumbled collection of boulders and stones, squeezing into a space between the rocks that is just big enough for Moonstar to fit her body through and drag Fogfreckle in after her. The space is tight, without a lot of room to move, and Moonstar has to swallow panic and bile as the walls seem to press in around them.
“This is best,” she says aloud to herself, “foxes or fishers can’t reach us in here. It has to be here.” The self-soothing doesn’t do much to abate her claustrophobia, but Fogfreckle makes a pained noise in response to her voice and all thoughts of herself vacate her mind.
Fogfreckle whimpers as Moonstar licks his wounds clean, flinching as she clears dirt from the punctures with her rough tongue. She doesn’t say anything while she works, but she nearly sags in relief with every flinch and whimper from her brother. He’s okay. He’s okay. He’s alive and he’s okay.
“Stay here,” she says at last when she’s cleaned most of the blood and debris from his fur. It’s still oozing sluggishly from his wounds, bright and wet. “I need to find cobwebs. Do you think you broke anything?”
“I don’t think so,” Fogfreckle murmurs, voice weak and faint with exhaustion.
“Reckless,” Moonstar murmurs back, licking his forehead once. “Alright. Okay. Stay safe. Please, please, stay safe. I’ll get us help, okay? I’ll find someone to help.”
Moonstar scrambles out from under the claustrophobic press of rocks and pelts back up the mountain, swerving trees and boulders and leaping roots as she climbs higher and higher. Panic and grief strangles her thundering heart, pushing her to run faster and faster until her legs are burning. She reaches a break in the pines, a ledge buffeted by the wind, and yowls at the top of her lungs until her voice runs ragged.
“HELP! SOMEBODY, HELP! PLEASE! HELP!”
Her voice echoes back to her across the mountain, mimicking her fear. When it fades, there is only the sound of the mountain. Wind in her ears, the rustle of leaves in the trees, insects that hum in the sun. A sob escapes her, then a full blown wail, and her body collapses beneath her as the lack of response presses against her.
They are alone. At sunrise, she awoke as the leader of this clan, and at sundown she is so terribly, horribly, awfully alone.
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Fun fact ingame Bugclan and Pondclan were called Lowclan and Brindleclam, but that gave me like nothing to work with so i based them on their icons instead. In general I tried to work with what the game gave me as much as I could
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A Clangen blog! Follow siblings Moonstar and Fogfreckle on their adventures :3c
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