nimbusclan - Between Cloud and Chasm
Between Cloud and Chasm

A Clangen blog! Follow siblings Moonstar and Fogfreckle on their adventures :3c

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1 month ago
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I MIGHT have to take a hiatus for a couple weeks (Im not 100% sure),, bc college finals are coming up and I can rationalize putting aside my own work but I have lots of group projects atm and I don't want to let my teams down so I really need to put that first! Again, I'm not totally sure tho so just consider it an ominous warning

Lots of text holy hell this page is so cluttered im sorryyyy

I have a discord where I will also be posting pages (With optional ping so you can be notified right away!), future page previews, and Q&As Join here: DISCORD LINK

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1 month ago

Moon 4 - Part 2

A collage style comic. Title reads: "Moon 4 - Camosunclan border - afternoon"
the panel below shows a small, grey cat- Longpaw- squeezing through a gap in a fence. On the right side of the panel, a bigger, tortoiseshell cat- Gutetrrat- is waiting for her. Dialogue reads:
Longpaw: "...did she leave? I wouldn’t leave Gutterclan. Unless…”
Gutterrat: “I dunno! Babyleg said she was afraid, but– but she’s young, you know? I don’t wanna press her. It must be overwhelming.”
Longpaw: “Yeah. I know.”

Below the panel, text reads:
"Gutterrat looked at Longpaw, sideways. Of course she did– more than any cat her age had right, to know. Gutterrat shut her eyes, for a moment, against the long afternoon sun. It it was okay, now. The patrol was easy— pleasant. Longpaw’s spirits were— not high, but not so low, the way they could be. The day was warm. Maybe she could even nap, later. She could love this. She could learn to—"
From offscreen, dialogue says "you're trespassing, you know."

Two panels show Ferntail and Gutterrat speaking. Ferntail is a pointed cat with tattered ears. Both he and Gutterrat look tired and battered. 
Gutterrat says: "Ferntail!"
Ferntail says: "And if it isn't little Gutterpaw. Brie! Where've you been?"

From here on, panels run side-by-side. The leftmost panels show the past, on a floral blue background. The righthand panels show the present, in black-and-white.

Left: a less battered, less tired Ferntail says: “You came back.” He and Gutterrat, smiling, butt heads.
Right: Gutterrat, looking away, says: "It’s… complicated. But– it’s good to see you.” Longpaw looks up at her in confusion.

Left: A smiling Gutterrat says: “Of course! I missed that sour frown of yours.”
Right: A frowning, tired Ferntail says: “Complicated. Thought it was only Camosunclan. And is that– I thought you didn’t… want kits.”
Left: A smiling Ferntail says: “And I missed being talked back to.”
Right: Gutterrat says, “My– Longpaw? No! No– my apprentice.” Longpaw looks up at her, frowning. A little broken heart floats over her head.

Left: Gutterrat punches Ferntail in the shoulder, laughing. “I know! That’s the other reason I came by.”
Right: Ferntail, looking upset: "Apprentice? How--"

Left: Ferntail shoves Gutterrat's paw away. “Stars, if I'd talked to my mentor like that– you wanna come out hunting?”
Right: Gutterrat, ears drooping, says: "I. Something... bad happened. At the house, Ferntail. We..."
Left: Gutterrat is smiling, determined. “I thought you’d never ask!”
Right: Ferntail scowls, his ears flat. “Bad? You should have come to me. I could’ve–”

Left: Ferntail and Gutterrat stalk together, side-by-side.
Right: Longpaw and Gutterrat look at each other, frowning. “I know– I know. But I had her. And I didn’t know if your clan would… you said even me, they might not take, and…”

Left: Gutterrat smiles with a mouse caught in her mouth.
Right: A close-up on Ferntail's face, looking sad or ashamed.  “No. Not with a kit. Things are… But then– you joined with Fraserclan? Or–”
Left: Ferntail gives a thumbs up, smiling.
Right: Gutterrat, looking conflicted, says “I– No. I started my own clan. I! I don't know. I thought—”

Left: Gutterrat and Fentail lie in the grass together, relaxed and happy.
Right: A close-up on Ferntail's face- he looks angry.  “What? You can’t just–”

Interrupting both panels, a dialogue box shows the sound effects "crash! rustle rustle"

Left: Ferntail looks sad.  “Ah– dusk patrol. I have to go. But– maybe tomorrow..?”
Right: Ferntail looks upset. “You– I have to go. Brie; don’t tell other cats about this. Not clan cats. Promise me.”
Left: Ferntail and Gutterat stand with heads close together. Gutterrat says: “Yeah! Yeah, of course. I’ll be around. And Ferntail, I…”
Right: A dejected Gutterrat says "“But– Ferntail. I promise. Just– please, I–”

Below both panels, text reads: "But the long, fronded tail for which he was named was vanishing, already, into the trees. Gutterrat stood, for a long moment, all the weight returning. Her own tail drooped, by slow degrees, until it dragged across the ground. Those days– those easy autumn days. They weren’t coming back."

A final panel shows Longpaw, sitting in the foreground, with Gutterrat walking away in the background.
Longpaw says: "Gutterrat? Who was…”
Gutterrat: “Just– someone I used to know. It doesn’t matter, now.” 
Longpaw: “...Yeah. Okay.”

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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1 month ago
(pretend I'm Not Super Late To The Party)

(pretend I'm not super late to the party)

✨ Join the Clangen Community Discord! ✨

Calling all artists, writers, musicians, and fans of Clangen comics & stories!!🐾💫

@direclan, @nimbusclan, @boughclan-clangen(who made the clan symbol!), @forestclan-clangen and myself have worked hard to create a welcoming space for all. Whether you're a seasoned creator or just love the world of ClanGen, we’d love to have you in our community Discord server!! It’s a cozy den where we:

🎨 Share & discuss art (OCs, comics, animations—you name it!)

✍️ Talk writing & lore (swap storytelling tips or collaborate!)

🎵 Vibe to music & stream games (share playlists, animatics, or just play some games!)

🎉 Host events & games (art trades, challenges, and more are in the works!)

Come hang out, make friends, and celebrate all things ClanGen together! ✨No pressure, just good vibes. ✨

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1 month ago
Moon 0-4 (Prologue)

Moon 0-4 (Prologue)

Oh,, oh boy, Flintpaw. You should really see someone about that sleepwalking habit... too bad the medicine cat's dead </3

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Rambling under the cut

This is probably my favourite moon so far !! Joined a lovely community of other clangen creators and it really inspired me to get this done. And !! I don't have the draw the tree ever again unless it shows up for more symbolism !

The people voted for text instead of handwritten so after moon 0 is up, I'll switch over to text ! In the meantime, I'll try to find a font :D

Two more pages until we're done the prologue !! Exciting!


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1 month ago

moonstar boutta crash out after the last update


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1 month ago

🦋 ✧ • Prologue Part 2 • ✧ 🦋

🦋 ✧ • Prologue Part 2 • ✧ 🦋
🦋 ✧ • Prologue Part 2 • ✧ 🦋

Prologue p1 || Prologue p3 {TBA}

🦋 ✧ • ~-------------------------------~ • ✧ 🦋

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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1 month ago
[ Moon 4 ] [ Longdays ] [ Part 2/2] ] ⊲ [ First ] | [ Previous ] | [ Next ] ⊳

[ Moon 4 ] [ Longdays ] [ Part 2/2] ] ⊲ [ First ] | [ Previous ] | [ Next ] ⊳

[ ??? fails to drive away the fox, which keeps possession of the food. However, he and Freckle sustain no injuries. ] [ ??? promises to take care of Freckle with all of his lives ] [ Freckle has gotten fleas. ]


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1 month ago

WAUUUUGH MY BOY!!! HE LOOKS SO GOOD THANK YOU SO MUCH EEEEEEE

Decided to take a swing and draw 6 clangen cats again!

Decided To Take A Swing And Draw 6 Clangen Cats Again!

@nimbusclan's Fogfreckle

@fluttercats-clangen-yippee Curlbird

@boughclan-clangen Goldenpaw

@tidalclan's Segaspeckle

@ranchclan's Magpiehop!!

@direclan's Skykestrel


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1 month ago
At Last, Splinterburn Manages To Convince Bitternpaw To Take The Heirs And Run. Splinterburn Turns Back
At Last, Splinterburn Manages To Convince Bitternpaw To Take The Heirs And Run. Splinterburn Turns Back

At last, Splinterburn manages to convince Bitternpaw to take the heirs and run. Splinterburn turns back to the embers of what was once her home, ready to do what she must to earn forgiveness for what she has done.


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1 month ago

A Discord for the ClanGen Community!

A Discord For The ClanGen Community!

Hiya friends! @boughclan-clangen, @direclan, @ranchclan and I got together and, with a lot of love and brainstorming, created the ✨CLANGEN CREATOR COMMUNITY DISCORD!✨

This is a place (a Gathering, if you will) for ClanGen comic artists, writers, creators, and fans alike to share WIPs, participate in monthly events, promo their clans, and, of course, make friends! 💖

There's no barrier to entry - anyone who loves ClanGen blogs can join! We hope to see all of your twitching whiskers and waving tails over there. :3

Discord
Check out the Clangen Creator Community community on Discord - hang out with 74 other members and enjoy free voice and text chat.

(Clan icon made by @boughclan-clangen!)


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1 month ago

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

JOIN THE CLANGEN CREATOR COMMUNITY!

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!

Discord
Check out the Clangen Creator Community community on Discord - hang out with 9 other members and enjoy free voice and text chat.

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)


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1 month ago

Boughclan even made the pfp for the server! We'd love y'all to join and hang out with us and other creators in this community! 💖

clangen comic community discord

hi folks! @direclan, @nimbusclan, @ranchclan and i got together and created a general discord for folks in the clangen comic community. this discord isn't centered around any of our comics or around the game itself--it's for artists, writers, and fans alike to get together to hang out, make friends, and check out each other's work.

we're aiming for this to be a mutually supportive collective of folks who love clangen and the art that derives from it. if this sounds fun to you, please feel free to join us!


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1 month ago

Intro Post

Hey yall! Making an intro post with all the information..

So long story short this is a comic for one of my last classes in college. I'm having a hard time staying motivated to work on it as quickly as I have to, so I thought posting might help!

I am already behind. That's the problem. So I'm here to post updates as I go along with WIP and character sheets and lineups. Every week I'll be posting the comic pages I get done and ideally I would really appreciate if y'all like applied some pressure as far as asking for when the next update is and such- WHICH ISNT NORMAL WEBCOMIC ETIQUETTE!!! BUT I'M ASKING FOR THIS SPECIFIC COMIC FOR ME FOR Y'ALL TO BREAK THAT UNSPOKEN RULE!! pressure me into updating yall..

The comic in it's entirety should be about 23 pages and in the end it will be physically printed. The comic is I'd say probably for teens? It's a horror comedy about a dog cult and a cat named Nyx that wants to escape.

I don't know what else to put here, but I guess it'll be updated as I go. Thanks for coming to this page y'all!


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1 month ago
MOON 2

MOON 2

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Not much happened this moon, so I took inspiration from the training patrols to come up with something :) I feel like that’s a good thing though, they need time to settle in to their new territory 💙🌀


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1 month ago

Moon 7

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Moon 7
Moon 7
Moon 7

“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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1 month ago

Moon 7

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Moon 7
Moon 7
Moon 7

“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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1 month ago

what would be Moonstar and Fogfreckle's sexuality or crush? 🏳️‍🌈🩷

Moonstar is a lesbian, and Fogfreckle is pan!


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1 month ago

Moon 7

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Moon 7
Moon 7
Moon 7

“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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1 month ago
[ Moon 4 ] [ Longdays ] [ Part 1/2] ] ⊲ [ First ] | [ Previous ] | [ Next ] ⊳

[ Moon 4 ] [ Longdays ] [ Part 1/2] ] ⊲ [ First ] | [ Previous ] | [ Next ] ⊳

[ ??? has healed from his claw-wound. ] [ The Strays don't have enough prey for next moon! ] [ ??? catches the scent of a red fox. Tracking it, he finds the animal feeding on tallfolk scraps...] [ Proceed ] ⊲ [ Do not Proceed ] [ ??? realizes that Freckle would put her life on the line for him. ]


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1 month ago
Fourth Time Attempting To Post This… I Will Try To Get A Page Out On Friday But We Will See. I’m

Fourth time attempting to post this… I will try to get a page out on Friday but we will see. I’m out of town all week and most of next week :/

Moon 0

Prev Moon | Next Moon


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1 month ago
Dang It Tide

dang it tide

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1 month ago
Dang It Tide

dang it tide

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Next: Mar 22nd
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Next: Mar 22nd
Next: Mar 22nd

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

I have a discord where I will also be posting pages (With optional ping so you can be notified right away!), future page previews, and Q&As Join here: DISCORD LINK

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Interactive Allegiances: Here!


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1 month ago

Moon 3 - Part 3

A collage-style comic. A panel shows Gutterrat, a tortoiseshell cat with large ears, walking towards Longpaw, a fluffy grey cat, who is looking away from her.

The background is decorated with cartoony pink clouds.

Text reads: 
Moon 3 - The forgotten house - Dusk

Outside, the day was cooling; sliding towards evening, in the long, bruised way of late springtime. Gutterrat thought, absently, that the clans had other names, to call the seasons– another thing that she should get to. Her eyes, misted by thought, did not catch the gold and purple colours of the clouds, in full display.

Gutterrat says: “Longpaw.”

Longpaw says: “Mm.”
A collage-style comic.
Text reads:
“Hey–” One day the words would come to Gutterrat, easier. She'd know what to say, instead of always guessing. “You did the right thing, you know. Coming to me. Even if Babyleg wasn’t… breaking the rules, or anything. It’s– I’m glad you told me.”

Longpaw shrugged. After a moment, Gutterrat paced closer, so their sides were touching, in the cooling dark. 

“I hope– if something’s wrong- something other, I mean, than Babyleg…”

The silence stretches out. Thins. Breaks.

Two closeups show Longpaw and Gutterrat's faces.
Longpaw says: "Do you remember what you said. About bad luck?”
Gutterrat says: “Oh! Yes– of course.” Arrows pointing to her say "Doesn't. Has been making shit up as she goes."

Longpaw says: “Is it real? Like with the names. You can get bad luck… out of the way? It makes things okay, later?”

Gutterrat paused. There was a lump, all of a sudden, in her throat. Hard to talk around it– she didn’t want to talk, around it. “Sure– yeah, of course it’s true. Of course it is.”

Longpaw says: “Then. What happened…”
Bursting through the panel borders is a large, full-colour drawing of Gutterrat clinging to a rafter, her fur bristling. One of her legs is slipping from the rafter, and her tail is dangling. She's carrying Longpaw- shown here as a kitten- by the scruff of her neck. Gutterrat's face is splashed in blood.

Partially covered by this drawing, Longpaw says: "–good luck from now on? Since…”

Two panels of Gutterrat's face follow- one is partially covered by the dangling tail from the previous panel. Her eyes are blank, and her face is splashed with blood. She says "I..."

In the following  panel, her eyes are more focused. She smiles. "Yes. Yeah! Longpaw. Is that what you’re worried about? Things are– we had our share. The bad stuff’s all behind us, now. I promise. ”

Text reads: “Okay. I think…” Longpaw’s voice was soft, in the soft night. “I’m glad it was you, Gutterrat. And we’re here, now. I’m glad.”
A final panel, all in greyscale, shows Gutterrat- her eyes cut off by the top of the panel- with a blank expression. Longpaw is nuzzled up under her chin, smiling.

Text reads: "It should feel warm. It should feel like something, as Longpaw snuggles up against her side, sighing happily. Anything at all, except a weight. "

you take a load off, annie (and you put the load right on me)

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1 month ago

✏️Who’s your favorite character to draw/write?

✏️Who’s Your Favorite Character To Draw/write?

LOUSEPAW!!!!! i like her shape. I change a lot of the randomly generated names if I don’t think they fit the character’s design or personality, so I decided to name her after a woodlouse (terrestrial isopods)


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1 month ago

Hello my friends! I'm working on Moon 7 and I can't decide -

I've been using a color layer set to multiply while the cats are in their den to make them appear darker (y'know, like they're in the dark) but I can't tell if it's TOO dark and makes it harder to see.

Hello My Friends! I'm Working On Moon 7 And I Can't Decide -
Hello My Friends! I'm Working On Moon 7 And I Can't Decide -

Anyone have any opinions? Should I ditch the multiply layer or is it easy enough to see even though it's desaturated?


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1 month ago

lowkey obsessed w Wheattail and Bouncecloud’s designs especially….. is there perhaps any lore to share for them ?

Aaah, I'm so happy you like their designs!!

Wheattail's in-game characteristics are loving, skilled mediator, and valuable insight. He and his mate, Windvalley, were both the same age when they died - 97 moons! He acted as deputy for a very short time while Murkstar, the leader at the time, waited for her son to become old enough to take on the role.

Bouncecloud's in-game traits are righteous and great fighter. She died tragically young at 19 moons when she got trapped on patrol. :') As such, she didn't have much of a hand (paw?) in raising her son, Cliffstripe. As an apprentice, desperate to prove her worth despite being half-kittypet, she excelled so well that she graduated two whole moons early!

Here are their sprites :)

Lowkey Obsessed W Wheattail And Bouncecloud’s Designs Especially….. Is There Perhaps Any Lore To
Lowkey Obsessed W Wheattail And Bouncecloud’s Designs Especially….. Is There Perhaps Any Lore To

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1 month ago

being awful at sitting is so relatable tho ngl

FORREAL as someone who is constantly looking for something to do fogfreckle Gets Me


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1 month ago
Happy WIP Wednesday! Here's A Messy Thumbnail Sketch From The Upcoming Moon 7 :)

Happy WIP Wednesday! Here's a messy thumbnail sketch from the upcoming Moon 7 :)


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