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:
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
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
Coldcrash - a short-furred, unusually dappled golden she-cat with blue eyes Female | She/Her | Childish | Unshakable StarClan Link | Founder
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
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)
resisting the urge to post the next page and to have a healthy posting schedule so i dont run into rushing the next page and having burnout
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hi very random but please, please do not spam-like or spam-reblog every single one of my posts. its not as fun as you think for me, thanks.
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MORE leaders (or adjacent) from clangen blogs i follow!
TW for flashing/flickering in the video, blood, and eyestrain for close-ups. Those close-ups, credit @'s, timestamps and extras below.
0:00 - Splinterstar, 0:38 - Amberstar/feather, 2:57 - Honeystar
@songclangen
1:02 - Cinnamonstar
@silkclan
1:37 - Ashpaw/sight
@ashpaw-is-alone
2:01 - Rapidstar
@horizonclansfate
2:30 - Dancingstar, 2:39 - Partridgestar
@silverclangen
3:25 - Poppypaw
@lostclanwc
3:41 - Kestrelstar
@echoes-in-echoclan
4:08 - Froststar, 4:35 - Branchstar II, 5:14 - Brindlestar
@through-frost-and-flames
5:38 - Fallenstar
@poppyclangen
6:16 - Pearlstar
@aphidclan-clangen
7:05 - Shadestar
@tidalclan
7:29 - Flyquiver/star
@clanoflotus-clangen
7:54 - Pythonback
@rise-of-littleclan
8:16 - Brownleaf
@the-path-of-dreamers
9:02 - Leapstar
@nectarclan
9:48 - Messing with backgrounds
Notes:
-forgot to save the image without my watermark on all the cats... so had to go back and redo it all
-redrew Twistedeyes because of the 3d effect on her, and redo Fogstars/Foamstars fade effects
-generally fixing little mistakes from the first batch
-had to go back thru Songclangen because HONEYSTAR
-lots of forgetting to resize these cats
-forgot to record for a few
-went back and fixed Leapstars face, didn't like it
-messed around with placements a lot
Edits:
@fallenclan, @whispering-clan, @juniper-clan, @we-are-dogclan, @bitterclan
OLD MAN SEGASPECKLE!!!!! i adore his squinty eyes, he looks so tired and not up for hunting training at all hehehe! Thank you for drawing him!
Decided to take a swing and draw 6 clangen cats again!
@nimbusclan
@fluttercats-clangen-yippee
@boughclan-clangen
@tidalclan
@ranchclan
@direclan
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Fogfreckle’s body hits the ground hard, rolling halfway down the slope as Moonstar slides down after him, pebbles skidding out from under her paws as she rushes to his side.
“Fogfreckle?” Moonstar’s voice wavers as she reaches him in a spray of stones, hovering a scraped paw gently over his bleeding body as she hesitates. He’s just lying there, chest rising and falling shallowly, as blood oozes from thick punctures along his back that stains his pale fur red. Should she roll him over? What if his bones are broken? He’s not dead, by the grace of StarClan, but she’s no medicine cat – she has no idea how close he is to death or how much worse she’ll make it if she tries to move him.
The circling shadow of the eagle drifts over them with another ear-splitting, screeching cry, and Moonstar’s fear makes the decision for her. She grabs Fogfreckle by the scruff of the neck and begins to haul him farther down the slope. She doesn’t want to injure him more than he already is, but she knows it’ll be worse if they’re caught out here on the open mountainside once the larger predators in the area catch scent of his blood and come to investigate.
Fogfreckle doesn’t make a single nose of pain as she pulls him through the dirt. She drags him as far as a tumbled collection of boulders and stones, squeezing into a space between the rocks that is just big enough for Moonstar to fit her body through and drag Fogfreckle in after her. The space is tight, without a lot of room to move, and Moonstar has to swallow panic and bile as the walls seem to press in around them.
“This is best,” she says aloud to herself, “foxes or fishers can’t reach us in here. It has to be here.” The self-soothing doesn’t do much to abate her claustrophobia, but Fogfreckle makes a pained noise in response to her voice and all thoughts of herself vacate her mind.
Fogfreckle whimpers as Moonstar licks his wounds clean, flinching as she clears dirt from the punctures with her rough tongue. She doesn’t say anything while she works, but she nearly sags in relief with every flinch and whimper from her brother. He’s okay. He’s okay. He’s alive and he’s okay.
“Stay here,” she says at last when she’s cleaned most of the blood and debris from his fur. It’s still oozing sluggishly from his wounds, bright and wet. “I need to find cobwebs. Do you think you broke anything?”
“I don’t think so,” Fogfreckle murmurs, voice weak and faint with exhaustion.
“Reckless,” Moonstar murmurs back, licking his forehead once. “Alright. Okay. Stay safe. Please, please, stay safe. I’ll get us help, okay? I’ll find someone to help.”
Moonstar scrambles out from under the claustrophobic press of rocks and pelts back up the mountain, swerving trees and boulders and leaping roots as she climbs higher and higher. Panic and grief strangles her thundering heart, pushing her to run faster and faster until her legs are burning. She reaches a break in the pines, a ledge buffeted by the wind, and yowls at the top of her lungs until her voice runs ragged.
“HELP! SOMEBODY, HELP! PLEASE! HELP!”
Her voice echoes back to her across the mountain, mimicking her fear. When it fades, there is only the sound of the mountain. Wind in her ears, the rustle of leaves in the trees, insects that hum in the sun. A sob escapes her, then a full blown wail, and her body collapses beneath her as the lack of response presses against her.
They are alone. At sunrise, she awoke as the leader of this clan, and at sundown she is so terribly, horribly, awfully alone.
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lightpaw is getting the short end of this adventure huh?
also brand new template im testing out inspired by the many clangen blogs im following. Still need to figure out sizing and panel places but im likin it! First | Previous | Next
a new character has entered the arena!
no finally you have no idea how happy i was to get a new character in. it seems like a short time only 6 moons but still, survival kinda requires new blood
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