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Swirling clouds encircle the summit of Star Reach, stirred as if by a breeze.

No wind blows here in StarClan. Frostcrest settles delicately beside the leader she had in life, curling her tail neatly over her paws.

“She’s hardly more than a kit, Pitchstar.”

“Moonpaw will not fall,” The old, dark bengal replies. His eyes are fixed unwaveringly on the churning, writhing clouds below him. Frostcrest’s gaze drifts to it. A blurry, rippled image of her son floats amidst the mist. He pads along a mountain trail, unaware that the eyes of StarClan are upon him. 

Frostcrest’s face twitches, her whiskers tightening. 

“After all,” Pitchstar continues, “she has her brother with her.”

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Refs for our starter kitties!

Moonpaw: A pale tabby she-cat, eyes of sunlit ice, medium fur length. Nervous, picky nest-builder. 8m old.

Fogpaw: A white, unusually spotted (rosette) pale gray tom, cobalt eyes, medium fur length. Daring, quick to make peace, picky nest-builder. 8m old.

Moon 0

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After the dust settles, the silence that follows is deafening.

It presses against Moonpaw’s eardrums, suffocating her and sucking all the air from her lungs. The only other sound in the apprentice's den is the panting of her brother’s shallow, rapid inhales of breath, knocking hard against Moonpaw’s own ribcage. His body is warm against hers, his muscles taut and hard like the walls of rock that surround them. 

“Pitchstar?” Moonpaw mews into the dark. The blackness is so thick she can hardly see even with her pupils as wide as the boulder that’s blocking the entrance to their den. “Frostcrest?”

“The kits,” Fogpaw’s voice shakes in her ear. It’s utterly wrecked, twisted with fear. “Condorkit!” He screeches. “Whisperkit!”

There is no response. Only the deafening, crushing silence.

“Fogpaw, we have to find a way out of here,” Moonpaw mews. “We have to help them.” All of her fur is standing on end, fluffed out to twice her size. Despite the silence, the yowls of her clanmates echo in Moonpaw’s ears. The way their cries had cut off so abruptly– Moonpaw shivers. She can’t think about it. She can’t. 

Fogpaw leaps forward, claws scraping uselessly against the rock wedged into the entrance. All of NimbusClan’s dens are hollows that have been carved away by time within a cave set into the base of the mountain they call home. Home has always felt so safe to Moonpaw. Of course, she’s known the dangers of the mountain ever since she was a kit – older warriors and mentors would often warn that falling rocks are one of the deadliest threats to an unaware cat. The mountain is strong, protective, but can be deadly - just like any warrior. She could never have imagined it could harm the camp, despite the warnings she grew up with. Tucked away into its cozy little cave, this camp has lasted moons and moons, through many generations of cats. A tragedy of this magnitude is… it was impossible.

Moonpaw huddles in the middle of the den, shivering with terror as Fogpaw hisses in frustration and scrambles on top of the boulder, scraping at a few smaller rocks balanced atop it. Suddenly, moonlight streams in through a crack Fogpaw has managed to punch through the rocks, illuminating stripes of both cats’ pale fur.

“Keep going!” Moonpaw meows, leaping to her paws, but Fogpaw doesn’t need the encouragement. He’s already pawing with renewed vigor, scraping away at the rocks as they fall away and bounce against the floor of the den. Each clatter of stone on stone sends a stab of ice cold fear through Moonpaw’s heart. The cacophonous sound of rocks tumbling against each other as they filled the camp, shaking the ground and vibrating up through Moonpaw’s pelt as she was ripped from sleep, rushes back to her. She has to force down the bile that rises in her throat as the terror threatens to overwhelm her.

Soon, Fogpaw has cleared enough of the smaller rocks to squeeze his head and shoulders through, and he beckons Moonpaw with his tail. “Let’s go, let’s go– our clanmates– Moonpaw, hurry–”

Moonpaw scrambles up the rock after her brother, squeezing herself through the small opening after him. The sight that greets the two apprentices has Moonpaw’s blood freezing in her veins.

There’s not a single whisker-length of camp that isn’t covered in rubble. There’s barely any space left at the camp entrance, only a sliver between the arch of the cave wall above their heads and the boulders that crowd together beneath it that lets the light of the moon stream in.

“Locuststripe! Loudtalon!” Fogpaw yowls, leaping from boulder to boulder. The scent of blood is strong and sharp in Moonpaw’s nostrils. Grief constricts her throat. She can’t shout, can’t help, can’t move. “Pebblespore!”

“Stop–” Moonpaw chokes out, “Stop, Fogpaw– they’re– they’re gone. We have to– have to get out–”

Fogpaw is instantly at her side, his comforting scent wreathing around her as he curls his tail over her shoulders. “You’re right.” Even in the face of unspeakable horror, her brother remains strong. His voice is broken, and Moonpaw can tell he’s shaking from where he’s pressed up against her, but he stays strong for her. She draws strength from his and pulls herself up onto her paws. “We have to get out. We can’t– stay here. Not anymore. Let’s go, Moonpaw.”

His shoulders brush the ceiling of the cave as he squeezes his way out through the entrance, guiding Moonpaw with the touch of his tail against her back as they clamber over the uneven stones. They leap down from one of the boulders wedged into the entrance of their camp and turn to look at the devastation. Moonpaw wants to throw her head to the sky and wail, but her voice has disappeared. All she can do is stare in disbelief at the landslide of rocks and mud that has ruined her home.

“It’s all gone,” her voice cracks. “Our home, Fogpaw, it’s all gone.”

“It’s not,” he assures her. He presses his nose into her fur, voice muffled. “It’s not. We’re still here. You and me, Moonpaw. NimbusClan is still here.”

Moonpaw chokes back a sob and curls into her brother. They sit there for a while, in front of the remnants of their lost clan, underneath the gentle glow of Silverpelt. She feels shocked and filled to the brim with grief. There’s no room for anything other than despair within her.

“Come on,” Fogpaw nudges her eventually, coaxing her to her paws. Her legs feel stiff and cold from where they’ve been folded under her. “We can’t sit here forever. Why don’t we head to the border, see if our neighboring Clan will help us?”

With no other plan of action, Moonpaw nods. He’s right. They can’t stay here forever. She spares one last, longing glance at the mound of rubble that was once her home, and pushes down on her exhaustion and grief in order to follow behind Fogpaw.

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Nimbus /ˈnimbəs/ A luminous cloud surrounding a supernatural being.

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The story of NimbusClan follows a pair of siblings, Moonpaw and Fogpaw, who have to make it on their own after a landslide wipes out the rest of their clan.

I’m more of a writer than an artist, but I really wanted to get in on the Clangen fun everyone has been having, so I thought it’d be fun to try a twist on the classic comic format - I’ll be writing a story alongside drawing art! I’ll post major events in classic comic form, but if you’d like the ~Full NimbusClan Experience~, there will be story posts to read!

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Feel free to sends asks to the cats or to myself!

Asks are tagged #asknimbus

Out of character will be tagged #ooc

Character references will be tagged #refs

Fanart will be tagged #nimbusfanart

All moon updates will be tagged with the relevant character(s) and the moon it takes place in, because I’m a sucker for organization. [Example: #moon 0 #moonpaw #fogpaw]

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-Mass extinction events are turned on

-Cats are allowed to breed with cats that aren't their mates

-Same-sex couples will not be able to have kits, but adoption is increased

-Cats are allowed to have kits with an unknown second parent

-Romantic interactions with cousins is turned off

-Leader will automatically choose a new deputy and cats will choose their roles on their own

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For now, I'm going to attempt to add the story portions with a read-more under the comics, but if it makes the posts too bloated or if the formatting is weird, I may try something else.

Welcome to NimbusClan!

finally some neighbour interaction

im the kind of warrior cats fan who haaaates when newcomers keep their old names. In the game, Sega did take on a more clan-like name while keeping his own, and I liked how it sounded so I kept it. However, Melona joined with her old name and I don't really like that. so name change :D (also another reason why i dont like millie in the books >.>)

fun fact: Sunheart was Redstar's apprentice :D

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the cat rng really said "only one kid? nah, have another"

first tidalclan kitties!! i was super suprised that dawn looked so much like his dad, not a single bit of mama tide on him. i added freckles so he has at least a smidge of his mom's features

currently i fiddled a little and made tide and light adopt splinter since that seemed the most obvious thing to do, so dawn has an older sister already ^^

also, the first two panels were inspired by this post from @/cowboyfirestar

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calmer days

also mistlethunder and mistfuzz got a bit of an update too. as a refresher, Mistlethunder is RumbleClan’s medic, and Mistfuzz is CycloneClan’s medic!

also im a wee bit sick so next update might come a little slower, but im real excited for it

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them darn spring-break students causing a ruckus on the beach

oh wait tide's what-

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dang it tide

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sega needs to put his work in and stop yapping

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Why is there a snake awake during winter, i ask the Cat RNG

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💔 Which cats have the most complicated relationship with each other?/make you go feral?

As of where the comic is currently at, Segaspeckle and Coldcrash.

I like to think he initially saw Coldcrash as some sort of obsessive flower collector, due to all the complaining he does in the game about her. Plus his general unwillingness to practice something like fighting (there were quite a few events where "no one stepped up" involved him) makes me think he was definitely a laid-back kind of loner before he joined TidalClan.

Additionally, Tidefur and Larchmask. Tidefur has more of a dislike to Larchmask, but still has a bit of respect and comfort for her. But Larchmask despises Tidefur. Especially where I'm at in-game (Moon 50, send help). I'm nervous to find Tidefur possibly dead the next time I click Timeskip.

We need a mediator I swear.

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TidalClan Territories

Map of TidalClan's territory and the neighbouring Clans!

More details about the different Clans and landmarks can be found below the cut

*Friendly Note: Any Clans that share names with existing ClanGen comics/runs are completely coincidental.

TidalClan

TidalClan’s Camp is made up against the furthest cliff point along the coastline. Surrounded by a rugged ring of stones, the cliff face holds two small caves, one being the Medicine Den and the other being the Elder’s Den, providing a dry spot away from the wind. The Nursery is nestled outside the Medicine Den, protected by tall stones and bound reeds. The Warriors and Apprentices’ Dens are on either side of the entrance, made of moss and seaweed. The Leader’s Den is a hollowed out tree jutting out of a cluster of stones. It’s also used by the leader to call for meetings. At the center of camp is a shallow tidepool, allowing kits to play and get used to water early.

Most of the territory consists of sandy beaches and shallow ocean waters. The cats that live along the coast often take whatever the ocean offers, be it seaweed for bedding or medical uses, fish for prey, or shells and the like for decoration. Along the west side of the territory is the river run-off, where the river flows to the sea. Beyond it is a small camp used by Twolegs during Greenleaf and early Leaf-Fall. Groups of visiting Twolegs come in monsters off the Thunderpath, build great fires and remain on the beach until midnight before returning. Beyond the sand is grassland below the Thunderpath and the cliffs overlooking the sea. The cliffs are patrolled with caution due to its steep fall.

See This Link to see the layout of TidalClan camp (Not Available Yet)

CycloneClan

CycloneClan’s Camp is made up on the side of a small hill, bordered by thick bushes and thickets. Most of the dens consist of dug-out burrows. The Leader’s den is a dug-out hollow directly underneath the Low Stone, a flat stone where the leader makes their meetings.

CycloneClan’s territory consists of a flat valley with long grasses. CycloneClan cats have adapted to using the long grass to hide themselves during hunts or battles. East of camp is a well-known flower patch that blooms each year called The Sun Patch. It provides the medicine cat with some flowery herbs and decorations for CycloneClan cats. Additionally, CycloneClan cats know flowers attract bees, and the bravest of them follow the pollinators back to their hive to collect honeycomb for kits. Their territory stretches beyond the Thunderpath to the top of the cliffs overlooking the coast, but the territory is rarely used due to the obvious dangers. To the west is the river, where interactions with RumbleClan are common.

RumbleClan

RumbleClan Camp is made out of an eroded sinkhole. Gaps in the hard earth and thick bushes allow for dens for the nursing queens, apprentices and warriors. A ring of thickets and pine trees make it difficult to attack the camp from above the sinkhole, making it one of the most protected out of the other Clan camps.

RumbleClan territory consists of shorter grasslands, forests, and rocky terrain. The range of different areas makes for various hunting skills, with some warriors preferring the open terrain while others hunt in the undergrowth. To the northeast of camp lies the Rabbit Hills. Apprentices are taken there to learn how to hunt rabbits in the abandoned burrows, and taught how to tell if a predator has moved in. The Sun Stones are a cluster of stones near the river in the east. They make for a relaxing spot during the warmer seasons, and a good place to find small prey. Like CycloneClan, they also have a patch of territory past the Thunderpath to the south, but it is patrolled with caution.

Miscellaneous

The Gathering Tree: A tall, gnarled oak tree that stands close to the river, surrounded by stones. The Clan cats have used this place as a gathering site for generations, discussing clan news under the truce of a Full Moon.

Star’s Rest: Star's Rest is a small meteor crashsite. The meteor is still there, nestled in the earth. Cats who come to Star’s Rest press their nose against the warped stone before falling asleep close to it, where they then meet with their StarClan ancestors. The Elders share many different tales as to what the meteor is and how it got there, ranging from the meteor being a piece of the moon carved by StarClan themselves, to an exiled StarClan spirit imprisoned in stone

The Thunderpath: A long stretch of road that cuts through RumbleClan and CycloneClan’s southern territories. Monsters don’t pass by often, so cats don’t completely avoid it. However, it is no less dangerous and has taken more than one life in the past.

The Burn: The former territory belonged to BlazeClan. In its prime, it was a lush, green forest filled with undergrowth and strong trees. Perfect for BlazeClan cats, who were adept climbers and stalkers. However, a fire had mysteriously started in the forest, and spread quickly. BlazeClan was swallowed up in the flames, and all that remained were ashes. While the forest is starting to regrow in time, the damage is severe, and there will be less tree cover than there used to be. CycloneClan has been eyeing the territory as of late…

moon 16 part 3.

yaaaay end of sad moon. at least until the next one

but yes, things are gonna hopefully calm down for a few moons now, which thank goodness cause i dont think i can draw my founder babies crying for a lil while

also...sand dollars are hard, note to self.

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What exactly happened to make Shade, Light, and Cold leave their previous clan?

So obviously I didnt answer these questions right away because I knew the comic would answer these questions later on. So sorries for the probably very late reply, but here's the written version since we've not gotten to that point.

Back when Shadestar was a 'paw in BlazeClan, she unexpectedly received a very disturbing dream. She doesn't remember it very well, but there were voices speaking, and the scent of smoke and seasalt. Thinking it might've been from StarClan, Shadepaw approached their medic cat, Duckcry. Duckcry was shocked to hear Shadepaw had such a dream and was immediately brought to Thornstar. In their private meeting, Shadepaw learned that both Duckcry and Thornstar have had the same dream. But while Duckcry urged to heed the warning, Thornstar dismissed it completely. He demanded that neither cats tell anyone about it, even threatening to punish them.

Unable to truly ignore the dream, Shadepaw convinced Lightpaw to follow her. As they snuck out of camp, the only kit born in the season, Coldkit, had followed them out. Shadepaw wasn't able to convince her to go back, and decided to lead the two cats out of BlazeClan territory, towards the sea.

She had always planned to return if she was wrong about the dream. But when she received her nine lives and heard the voices again, she had a feeling that this new arrangement was permanent. And when she saw the dark smoke in the sky, there was no doubt that BlazeClan was destroyed.

She still doesn't know why she received the dream, or why Thornstar denied a warning from StarClan, but she doesn't believe it was StarClan's will to see BlazeClan destroyed. She firmly believes they were trying to warn them.

TidalClan Allegiances - Moon 23

Style might change. I was initially inspired by the style of sporeclan’s allegiance sheet (check them out, they are phenomenal), so this may not be permanent.

Written Descriptions below the cut:

Leader

Shadestar - a long-furred dark gray tabby with a white half-face, front paws and striped tail Female | She/Her | Cold | Eloquent Speaker & Omen Seeker | Founder | Sibling to Lightchaser | 9 Lives Remaining

Deputy

Lightchaser - a long-furred dark ginger tabby with white eye markings and tail tip Male | He/Him | Responsible | Great Storyteller & Great Mediator | Founder | Sibling to Shadestar

Medic Cat

Coldcrash - a short-furred, unusually dappled golden she-cat with blue eyes Female | She/Her | Childish | Unshakable StarClan Link | Founder

Warriors

Segaspeckle - a long-furred white tom with brown tabby back and tail markings Male | He/Him | Playful | Impressive Climber & Great Teacher | Former Loner

Tidefur - a black ticked she-cat with silver eyes Female | She/Her | Daring | Lore Keeper & Good Climber | Former Kittypet

Larchmask - a masked dark gray tabby she-cat with blue eyes Female | She/Her | Faithful | Masterful Storyteller | Former Loner

(TBA) Palecinder - a white she-cat with dark grey speckled patches and tail Female | She/Her | Charismatic | Great Teacher | Former Loner

Apprentices

Kits

Dawnkit - a long-furred dark ginger tabby tom with a white chest mark and blue eyes Male | He/Him | Polite | Quick to Make Peace | Clanborn (Son of Lightchaser and Tidefur)

Splinterkit - a long-furred speckled dark gray and white she-cat Female | She/Her | Fearless | Avid-Playfighter | Abandoned (Adopted by Tidefur)

Queens

Elders

moon 16 part 2.

how many crashouts can we get to?

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moon 16 part 1.

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new profile cause im on a roll ^^

Coldcrash Redesign

so yeah despite two redesigns, im redesigning coldcrash again. im personally leaning on C. but I'm gonna give you all a choice as well cause democracy is fun :D

coldcrash has crashed out

next moon is gonna explain a whole lot

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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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Moon 5 Part 2

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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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it's Bully Coldcrash Moon

i did use a reference for tide and larch but i made the bad decision of not saving that pinterest image, still trying to locate it

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spin this wheel for a prefix, and then spin this wheel for a suffix

as a bonus you can spin this wheel to find ur role in the clan (note: spin twice if you get apprentice)

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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are you using expanded or classic for this clan?

I’m using Expanded for some of that good ol ✨flavor✨

Ooc- what was Shadestar's warrior name in-game? :3c

Shadefoot! I imagine if things had turned out differently, she would have been given her suffix for her stealth

i had half a mind to make sega look like sonic but we already got shadestar with wild fur

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