And with this, the end of my old backlog! kinda, this is the last drawing I made in 2023 before I moved to IbisPaint and gave up with the web version of clangen, lol! and omg I finally post this in the scheluded day; yay!!
More yapping under cut.
I suffered a relationship breakup, as long with other things that weighed my mental health i'll be taking a long time doing both Cyclone and Lunar clan! I won't abandon them since I found a really good community here and I appreciate you guys a lot! but i'm a bit burned out. :')
WOOOO TIME TO GET INTO IT!!
Next: Mar 22nd
Previous: Moon 33 huge block of text sorry about that, I just wanted to include everything since Willow is the first born -> warrior in the clan, and the only one for the ceremony lol
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The mentors are bonding! and friends are being made.
But so are enemies... hopefully the new mediator can help them. SerpentWings ref under the cut
A former rouge waits by the border asking to join the clan.
Its currently spring (I dont read the books so I'm choosingto ignore the 'newleaf like words')
they way I draw, the size of text etc are subject to change. I can't stay constant for to long.
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“All that’s left to do is to find some more cobwebs for you, bring you water-soaked moss, catch us both something to eat…” Moonstar ticks each item off on her claws, recounting the list in her head for the sixth time since waking. She’s been going over it since the sun rose, making sure she won’t forget anything her brother may need while she’s out. “Are you feeling okay?” She asks, reaching a paw towards his cobweb-covered flank. “Does it hurt at a–”
Fogfreckle’s tail easily flicks up between them, blocking her paw. She leaves it hanging awkwardly in the air between them for a heartbeat, confused, unable to tell if he had done that on purpose or not. “Really getting into that leader mindset, huh?” Her brother mews, and though there’s a slight smile to his mouth, his words fall flat as they reach her ears.
On purpose, then.
Moonstar blinks at him, trying to remember where her thoughts had gone before they’d been so succinctly cut off. “I’ve got to stay on top of things with my deputy out of commission, yeah?” She mews lightly. Her neck fur prickles with unease as the smile drops fully from Fogfreckle’s face.
“Yeah.” His voice is painfully blank. He turns his muzzle away from her, as if the boulders crowding in around them are somehow more interesting to look at. “S’pose so.”
Moonstar fidgets from paw to paw, unsure of the sudden tension stifling the two cats in the crammed space. She runs through her mental list yet again, turning each item over in her head like smooth pebbles to see if any of the contents could have pricked at her brother in a way she hadn’t considered. Try as she might, she can’t figure out how the term ‘water-soaked moss’ would have been able to turn his mood sour.
“You’re being really brave about this,” Moonstar starts, switching tactics. Her brother is still staring blankly into the darkness, turned away from her. “Sticking it out through the pain like this. I know it must hurt.”
She reaches out a paw once again, intending to rest it against his flick, but his ears flick backwards and he pushes himself out of reach. Her paw drops, the confusion at his attitude starting to morph into a hurt that yanks at her like brambles.
“I’m not a kit anymore, Moonstar.”
“...Yeah, I know,” Moonstar mews slowly, feeling like she’s padding on thorns. “You’re– you’re my deputy! You’re–
“Could you just leave me alone?” Fogfreckle curls into a tight ball, wrapping his tail over his nose. His shoulders are sharp in the dim light that issues from the crawlspace entrance, the fur along the back of his neck spiky and agitated. Moonstar frowns at the shape of him in the gloom.
If he doesn’t want her emotional support, fine. She swallows down the ball of hurt that is lodged in her throat like a bird bone and lets it out with a rough sigh. Screw her for trying to be helpful. He can rot, for all she cares, as long as he stays here and stays out of trouble.
She stalks towards the entrance of their makeshift den, shoulders brushing the boulder above her. “I’ll go get your moss.”
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I HAD TO POST THIS YESTERDAY I'M SO SORRY
This is my absolute favorite drawing of him, actually, so eepy, so sleeper
Who is your favorite sibling duo? Mine is Mink and Dawn!
GRAHH this is such a difficult question!!! I love all their dynamics so much :'D If I have to choose I think I'd have to go with Petunia and Oscypek, just because I've been thinking lots about them recently and I am admittedly real partial to a good ol tragedy lol
But that makes me curious what everyone else thinks too! So here, have this poll!:
Next: Apr 19th
Previous: Moon 37
some of yall forgot they explode when they die huh,, thought i'd remind you
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Huge shoutout to direclan for doing all the physical labor of putting the server together! The community is open to all, fan and creator alike - we can't wait to geek out with y'all about our fave clangen comics :D
Soooo @boughclan-clangen, @nimbusclan, @ranchclan and I noticed that there's not really a server dedicated to the Clangen comic community (comics, writing, fans, puzzle solvers, etc.). So we decided to make one!
Also - you don't have to have an active comic/story to join. This is just a place for the community to gather and make friends!
(If the link is broken, just DM me and I can send a new one :3)
A Clangen blog! Follow siblings Moonstar and Fogfreckle on their adventures :3c
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