Would Love To See My Boy, Fogfreckle, Represented 😌🫶

A late thank you for all the kind words on this ask! Y'all are too dang sweet 🥹🫶

Featured kitties and kind word sayers from left to right are: Mapledash of @whirlclan, Mousethorn from @cutieclangen, Gutterrat from @gutterclan, Oliveshade from @ranchclan, Clawstar from @direclan, ??? from @astray-clangen, and Greyswoop from @boughclan-clangen!

I wanted to pay homage to a handful of the blogs that inspire me, so I drew my favorite cats from each!

I didn't realize how many white/gray cats were my favs 'til I started coloring this... I guess I have a type. It was really fun to color this, though - it really expresses how different all of their coats are!

I DID realize that many of my favorites are the nonverbal and/or stoic ones, lmao.

This was so much fun for me! It was a great opportunity to play around with shapes and faces and appearances. I'll definitely do this again in the future!

In order of appearance:

Rivercall, from @castaway-clan

Puddle, from @sporeclan

Cranedance, from @chasing-faith-and-fate

Erminepaw, from @loudclan-clangen

Sharktail, from @rookclan

and Milkfur, from @ranchclan

If you're tagged in this and you don't want to be, shoot me a message and I'll untag you!

I couldn't NOT share this WIP omg I'm fiddling with a new way to do backgrounds and I'm literally so obsessed w/ this I had to share

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

Next update!! Babies!!!

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#I wonder where they’re gonna go do you have an idea of what territory they’re looking for? @hiddenvalleyclan

YES! I made a map of the territory they'll end up in and everything - though I kinda borked myself by drawing updates 'til now with red rocks, because I decided AFTER I had started drawing the comic that I wanted them to be somewhere familiar to me - a sort've fictional version of the mountain ranges of New England. I hadn't thought much about it while playing, and the game has the mountain setting somewhere with kea and buzzards and venomous snakes and spiders (which New England is not home to, for the most part), so I'll probably just... gently start drawing the scenery more northern and change the animals to match, lmao. I'm keeping the location fictional instead of basing it on a specific place to give myself some leeway, though.

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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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End of year 3, part 1.

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@ranchclan get over here so I can make fun of your cats, too

Your tags on ranchclan's latest post made me laugh so hard I had to draw something for it

both going for their leaders, too. solidarity

IM OBSESSED WITH THIS THANK YOU!!

Poor Lemonflower… at least his crush is dating someone alive. Clawstar is just hung up on her ex <3

@ranchclan our poor rizzless guys