im paying for my hubris by trying to draw all the other cats from tidalclan's neighbouring clans but they are all at the same moon as i am (moon 30 as of writing this) and trying to make their refs for every 10th moon is hard given all the characters and deaths and subtracting moon ages
So a while back it was brought up to me that Coldcrash and Larchmask being mates could be seen as problamatic due to their ages, and after some thinking, I did agree on it (and acknowledged this in a previous post). Coldcrash is still only a fresh adult too so it would have been way too early. Since I was about 10 or so moons ahead, their relationship lasted a little while before I broke them up. I’m gonna ignore all their mate interactions from here on out. I didn't change anything in their relationship code yet so there is a small chance of them still ending up together but I'll have to see about it. I’d love to hear your own opinion on it as well.
Also, let me know if the dialogue text is too small, I was definitely experimental in this one
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moon 16 part 2.
how many crashouts can we get to?
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learning a new skill in a new environment without a mentor can be...challenging Previous | Next
so~ Coldplay u got a crush on the new girl how’s that going for ya?
Denial is a river in Egypt-
Also who wants a petition made to make Coldpaw’s full name to Coldplay?
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Moonstar gasps awake, sitting up so fast she rams her head into the thick underside of a low-hanging branch that she and her brother had spent the night taking turns sleeping under. They’ve been doing that, taking turns – who knows what things are lurking out here in the dark, so far from home.
If they can't go back, does it still count as home?
“Ow…” Moonstar groans, a sharp throb pounding against her skull. What a way to start the morning.
Fogfreckle ducks his head underneath one of the branches, sweeping past the leaves to gaze curiously at his sister. He tilts his head questioningly, mouth open to ask what’s wrong, when the words die on his tongue and his eyes widen.
“Fogfreckle!” Moonstar mews excitedly, leaping to her paws. “You’ll never guess what happened!”
“Your– your forehead,” Fogfreckle croaks. “You… were visited by StarClan?”
“What about my forehead?” Moonstar asks, confused and distracted. She presses a paw against her head to see if perhaps she’s bleeding, but her paw doesn’t come away warm or wet. The rest of her brother’s words filter to her slowly through the dull throb of pain and the fog of the early hour. She pouts. “Yeah, Star– how did you guess so quick?”
“There’s– your forehead. You have a star. A leader’s star.”
Moonstar’s pout deepens. “Well. That kind of steals my thunder.”
“Moonpool, what happened?”
“Moonstar now, actually.” Moonstar grins. “StarClan visited me in my dreams and granted me my nine lives. Isn’t that crazy? I didn’t even have to– there was no–” Moonstar’s tongue can hardly keep up with everything that’s swirling in her brain, the experience of her leader’s ceremony playing back to her as if memory and not just dream. “NimbusClan lives on, Fogfreckle. In us, just like you said. We’re to lead NimbusClan into its new future.”
“‘We’?” Fogfreckle asks weakly, jaw slack with disbelief.
“Of course, ‘we’!” Moonstar laughs, bounding closer to her brother. She feels so full of life, coursing through her like the widest, wildest river. “I wouldn’t be here if not for you, you know that. Besides, what’s a leader without her deputy?”
“Deputy?” Fogfreckle repeats, dumbstruck.
“What are you, a raven?” Moonstar laughs. “Yes, deputy! As leader, I’m appointing you as deputy of NimbusClan, Fogfreckle.”
Fogfreckle swells with pride, pale chest fluffed out as he inhales a shaky breath. “I– yes, Moonstar. Thank you.”
“Don’t get all formal on me, now. You’re my brother first, deputy second.”
“So, we really are still a Clan.” He grins, then the expression fades from his face somewhat. His eyes take on an earnest shine. “Did you… I know you’re not supposed to talk about the ceremony, but… when you visited StarClan, did you… did you see our parents?”
Moonstar smiles gently, heart squeezing painfully in her chest. Dad had told her to tell Fogfreckle that their parents miss him, too, so surely StarClan won’t be displeased if she shares just that much? “Yes. I saw them. Mom and Dad. They told me to tell you they miss you.”
Fogfreckle hiccups, stepping close to push his head hard against Moonstar’s.
“I wish you could have seen them too,” She adds in a whisper, nuzzling into his dawn-warmed fur. The sun is just starting to crest the side of the mountain on its way up, crawling lazily into the sky. Greenleaf heat creeps on silent, soft paws across her pelt. It’ll be humid later, but for now, it’s pleasant.
“Maybe they’ll walk in my dreams one day, too.”
“I hope so.” Moonstar presses one more smile into his fur and then pulls back, squaring her shoulders in what she hopes is a leaderly fashion. It’s only her brother, but she may as well start getting used to playing the role. “Alright, deputy. What’s our first order of business?”
Fogfreckle grins. “How about breakfast? I could go for some eggs.”
“Perfect idea.”
Both cats stretch out their paws and take off, bounding up the mountain.
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The first page of my next Clangen comic is up and running! Trying out a new comic format too and seeing how this one goes ^^
Moon 0 (1/2)
Run...
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i mean, someone had to tell em eventually, right?
this moon is gonna be a two-parter
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you ever just see an artstyle you really, really like and just wanna
absorb it
what are your guys's favorite prey ??? 🍖
just wait until they discover shellfish/crab meat, it'll be all over for them
are you using expanded or classic for this clan?
I’m using Expanded for some of that good ol ✨flavor✨
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