#BirchClan

[jackthevulture]

More palette fun. This time using some of the bajillion gradient map sets ive downloaded and some tweaking on Cedarmere!

#cedarmere #art #my art #warrior cats oc #wc oc #wc #warrior cats #birchclan

[illadvisedart]

made some concept art for how i imagine my clangen territory :3

in the cave is hollowclan (my original clan!!). in the forest is birchclan, up over the hill in the meadow is wildclan, and bugclan is across the stream!!

#all my sillies omg #cats from left to right (for thr most part) are #mushroompaw #mantispaw #<= my MC omg babygirl #cardinalpaw #peakfade #canarypaw #pythonpaw #and #gingerpaw #warrior cats #warriors #clangen #clan generator #hollowclan #birchclan

[everevergreen]

Birchclan Cats

This old clan is quite amiable, their leader being the most enjoyable part of them, Sparkstar. They hold no ill will to other clans and are quite friendly even to outsiders, yet even with this seemingly friendly mask does something evil stir within them?

#warrior cats clangen #warrior cats #clangen clan #clangen #Birchclan #traditional art

[birch-clan]

"There's so much to look forward to Fawn'Paw!"

"err.. if you say so.."

Pumpkin'Paw and Fawn'Paw! These two sisters are very different, but they support and care about each other. Fawn'Paw secretly loves the reassurance her sister gives her.

#warriorcats oc #warriors #erin hunter warriors #warrior cats #birchclan #birchclanoc

[whatremainsofedenclan]

BirchClan, Moon 0

Tansyshell, the deputy, was leading a patrol with Heronstripe, a strange tom, and Beechpaw, her charismatic apprentice. She ordered her patrol to stand down when they heard a strange noise emerge from the nearby bushes. Being the most experienced, Tansyshell crept over to investigate, only to find a nursing queen with a litter of noisy kittens. Tansyshell quickly learnt that the queen’s name was Suncatcher and that they were a travelling loner with no real home. The deputy didn’t want to leave the vulnerable family alone in BirchClan territory and so she decided to invite them into the Clan, stating that growing kits needed a stable home. She was quick to order Heronstripe and Beechpaw around, helping the family journey towards the clearing they would soon call home.

Tansyshell’s action with the loner would cause a little bit of trouble with one of the Clans on the other side of the Thunderpath when they insisted that Suncatcher and his kits come live in their Clan, so the kits could spend time with their true father. The Clan would quickly be shut down by Tansyshell and Beechpaw, who proceeded to heckle them for the rest of the gathering.

Beechpaw, the charismatic apprentice working under Tansyshell has grown into a loving cat who manages to catch the attention of many with his speeches. Palestar announces him to be a warrior of the Clan, honouring him for his spirit. Beechpaw proudly takes on the name Beechshade, happy to become a warrior for the Clan he’s grown to love.

Ripplefeather had to patrol with a warrior escort after tearing their pelt on some dense shrubs. However she seemed to get the short end of the stick when the ever-strange Toadsnap was the one to accompany her on the herb gathering patrol. Things were slightly awkward before the tortoiseshell asked the tabby for some assistance with a vision she had recently had. The two would enter a heavy discussion as they tried to divine Toadsnap’s vision.

Their questions would be answered by the end of the moon when Toadsnap discovered that she was heavy with kits. She was thankful for the stars for guiding her towards the answers for her strange ailments.

#clangen #warrior cats #warrior cats oc #BirchClan

[arolesbianism]

Thinks oh so hard abt the spiraling upwards clan founders, especially the birchclan founders. Silly lil kitties who's pasts are drenched in blood with the primary regret of not drawing it sooner

#rat rambles #oc posting #warriors posting #spiraling upwards #long story short they had a shitty awful terrible leader who sucked absolutely ass and they tore him to shreds #I mean that literally they pinned him onto the mountain side and slashed and mauled the shit out of him so hard that his lives evaporated #and several of the cats involved in that scene are sill alive and major parts of the story and I love them #oh also the cat that pinned him through a stab through the throat was his own daughter btw everyone hated his ass so much #and for good reason get his ass #alas in the main story I dont rly get to go too deep into how he harmed everyone involved mostly just three main ones #aka bristlestar because shes murtlepaw's ghost mom dawncrackle because hes also haunting murtle and gullspot because shes bristle's kit #so basically all the flashbacks we get involve those three in some form or another #honeystar was also there and involved but Im not currently planning on having her rly talk abt that #most of her more modern angst is the fact that she was forced into leadership against her will #and shes been alive long enough that shes been leading birchclan far longer than she ever lived in her old clan #but she did go through a lot of shit before birchclan was founded and it definitely shaped her a lot #she used to be a very determined and high spirited lil kitty cat who tried to be optimistic #but her family began to slowly be picked off one by one by both the old leader and the one whod later get evicerated #some of the older cats around her hoped it make her back down from her revelutionary ideas but she noticed that and it backfired on them #instead of being worn down to submission she became absolutely Furious and began to lash out more and become more demanding #it got to the point that she really only had two friends in the entire clan and one of them was her aunt whod later also die after coming #out abt having witnessed the leader killing his own kits #that was the final fucking straw for her and she was fully on board when bristle and dawn started looking for cats to join their rebellion #she did get rly frustrated with them as they waited patiently for the right moment but her remaining bestie kept her from going apeshit #so once the big fight finally broke out she was more than eager to join the hoard of cats chasing the bastard upwards #now unlike some of the other cats involved this legitimately actually made her feel a lot better for a while #for the first time in ages she finally felt like she could be optimistic abt smth again and was excited abt the idea of leaving this place #she had lost so much in this damn place since she was an apprentice and just wanted to finally be able to rest easy #but once they got to their new territory and set up camp things went south real fast as a flood fucked everything up #and after losing the only cat she had left in her life and losing her tail and being made deputy on top of that she deteriorated quickly

[pixxyofice]

yeah i think this is fun

#pix's clangen things #back to birchclan yeah #the trio of birchclan i guess #(i made pebblepatch the deputy)

[remnantclan]

There's no telling how often I'll update this, but just for fun - here's your introduction to the members of Remnantclan , my Clangen clan!

A few quick lore details I came up with or elaborated upon under the cut, too, just for fun.

Icepaw was the apprentice of the late Lilacstar. Birchclan had a pretty big nepotism issue, so it was assumed from the beginning of his apprenticeship that one day Icepaw would be deputy, or at least very well respected.

Skypaw was the only kit in her litter, and despite being a moon behind Icepaw, was determined to become a warrior and then deputy before him.

Raccoonkit was a kittypet who joined the clan at four moons.

Sparkkit is the son of late deputy Fogstripe, and his bossy attitude comes from trying to emulate that behaviour.

Ficklekit adored Ebonystep, Birchclan's sole medicine cat. Ever since she helped him recover from kittencough, he'd spend most of his days in her den, watching her work. He didn't have living parents even before the storm - she was like a surrogate mother to him.

Tanglekit wasn't even a Birchclan kit. She got lost wandering away from her home clan, and was recovering in the medicine cat's den when the storm hit.

#clangen #wc #warrior cats #warriors #remnantclan moon #allegiances

[dovestorm-wc]

Meet Stormclan

Since you guys wanted to see me play with Birchclan's future neighbors, let me introduce you to Stormclan. Both clans were built using a clan generator, and that generator gave two traits to describe the clan. Stormclan is the Nasty and Dainty.

They live the closest to a river, as well as to the moon ring, a ring of stones where cats go to connect with Starclan. These cats have a reputation for stealing prey, and being rather hostile to outsiders.

Stormclan's leader is the 52 moon old Nightstar, a rather adventurous tom. He and his mate Rainstone have 3 children in total, two of which are apprentices still.

The deputy of Stormclan is 41 moon old Wigeonblaze. I swear this clan is all torties and black cats. Wigeonblaze is the mother of the oldest apprentice in the clan, and the only other apprentice outside Nightstar's kits. The father of her only kit is unknown, however.

If it weren't leafbare in game, I wouldn't be sending all the cats to cas for screenshots.

Anyway, Stormclan's healer(med cat) is 91 moon old Blackbriar, a molly with very thin black fur and a no nonsense attitude. With the molly steadily approaching her 100th moon alive, she's thinking about taking up an apprentice once any new kits reach 6 moons of age.

Now, on to the warriors.

First is 69 moon Noonwatcher, a rather lazy senior warrior with a love for helping care for kits, despite having none himself. He's almost as excited as the expectant queens for the future kits to be born.

Next is 52 moon old Garlicbriar. She is Nightstar's sister, and the only pure white cat while her brother and father are black cats.

After Garlicbriar is 42 moon old Tansyfang.

And her sister, 42 moon old Rainstone.

Next is Wigeonblaze's sister Rowanface.

The youngest of the warriors is Nightstar and Rainstone's only son, Bitterwish. He looks almost identical to his mother, except for a patch of dark fur on his back.

Now for the apprentices.

The oldest apprentice, at 9 moons old, is Marigoldpaw. He is the son of the deputy and an unknown tom. Marigoldpaw has heard many a rumor that his father was some rogue or loner outside the clans, or worse... a Bugclan warrior.... While the young tom doesn't want to believe his mother had a relationship with their enemies, there aren't really many toms in the clan to begin with. His mentor is Nightstar.

The other two apprentices are 7 moon old Lighpaw and her sister Rookpaw. Lightpaw's mentor is Tansyfang.

While Rookpaw's mentor is Rowanface. Rookpaw was born rather weak and small, the runt of her litter. That, mixed with the expectations that come from being the kit of the leader himself, put quite a bit of stress upon the dark molly.

Next are the queens.

First is 42 moon old Brindlefang. She is the sister of Tansyfang and Rainstone.

The other expectant queen is 36 moon old Daffodilear. Neither queen is too willing to share who might be the fathers of their litters, knowing how the clan views outside cats. Daffodilear knows all too well how outsiders are treated, having been invited into the clan by the deputy Wigeonblaze. However, she has hope that her mate might be invited to join the clan as well before her kits are born.

Finally, we have the two Stormclan elders.

126 moon old Slugfur, the father of Nightstar and Garlicbriar

And 121 moon old Spiderleg, the father of Tansyfang, Rainstone, and Brindlefang.

That's everyone currently in Stormclan at the start of me playing with them. Next post will be Bugclan.

#warrior cats #warrior cats challenge #dove speaks #new tales of the forest #ntotf #the sims 3 #ts3 #sims 3 warrior cats

[cryptidclaw]

hizya, just wanted to tell you that i ADORE your art, and au's, and auushsh

it really makes me wanna share my own fan clans / develop them more !! if i may be a lil self-indulgent, these are quick overviews of 'em ( they are based loosely on the west coast of america, specifically california and its coastal redwoods ) !

ridgeclan live on rocky cliffs that mostly overlook the other territories, and make their camp inside the crags in the rock. they're the most reclusive, yet are amazing allies, they have a righteous upbringing that makes them defend those in the right.

redclan make their home in the trunks and underbrush of a large, shadowy redwood forest, falls into a sandy beach area. they are known to be the most brash, but are very inclusive, if you can prove yourself, that is.

birchclan has their camp in an abandoned tree house, a big one too, that has multiple bridges that connect to other small houses. while redclans forest is ancient, shadowy, and thick with underbrush, birchclans forest is younger, with enough space between the foliage and branches that dapple the grass below. at their best, they can seem confident and wily, at their worst, they're smug and apathetic.

streamclan is a lot like riverclan, but wayy more playful and inquisitive. some would even say the can is full of air heads... i never knew what else to add to that clan, agshsgs

and the last would be the mysterious cavernclan, that live in the cove that can be found for into the beach. they stopped attending gathering for a WHILE and there are rumors of what's going on with them.

annnnd that's it! the plot would've kicked off at the height of a california drought and heatwave, a stranger arriving in ridgeclan, and unfurling the mystery with cavernclan through the eyes of a ridgeclan apprentice + the friends they'd slowly make in other clans.

OH MY GOD I LOVE THISSSS

as a Californian who loves going up to the mountains I m literally obsessed.

Im thinking about making my own clans in a California inspired territory at some point!!!

Also bringing in our drought and heatwave as a plot line is great it would be super interesting to see how that would effect things!

i rarely ever see water when I go hiking these days its so dryyyyyy,,, well except for rn bec we got hit with like 10 yrs worth of rain in like the span of 2 weeks heh

#cryptid answers #warrior cats

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Resident: Cherrystar

Aliases / Nicknames: Crazystar

Gender: female

Sexuality: heterosexual, aromantic

Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, Curlkit, Murkkit, Autumnpaw, Egretpaw, Springwhisker (kits)

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Scargoose, Heathpelt, Springwhisker, Owlholly (apprenticeS)

Clan: Hazeclan

Rank: leader

Characteristics: sacrifices kits to Starclan to prevent stragedy, strange, great teacher

Number of Victims: 16

Number of Murders: 16

Murder Method: ??

Known Victims: Oakkit, Mistkit, Curlkit, Murkkit, Coniferkit, Staglake, Minnowkit, Skykit, Ashkit, Gillpelt, Foxkit, Daykit, Cranekit, Crowkit, Flamekit, Shardkit, Marigoldkit

Victim Profile: kits

Cause of Death: greencough (first), badger (second), freezing (third), mortally injured (fourth), infected wounds (fifth), hawk (sixth), Birchclan apprentice (seventh), whitecough (eighth), greencough (ninth)

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story:

The first moon was Oakkit, a little thing that Cherrystar had found on the side of a Thunderpath, and took great care of until she got her ‘vision’ of her Clan failing. She had killed Oakkit, then lied and said she didn’t have a clue what had happened to him.

Moons passed, and finally, Beetlewhisker announced proudly that she was expecting kits. Three little bundles of fluff quickly reduced to two as Cherrystar sacrificed the eldest--Beetlekit--to Starclan, hoping for blessings.

Her pleas went unanswered, and she lost a life to greencough at the tender age of just thirty-four moons. Whispers scurried between the warriors, and soon, the two bundles of fluff at Beetlewhisker’s belly were reduced again, leaving only little Almondkit, spared for being the runt of the litter.

Then her own kits were born, at the same time that Applemouse had brought a litter of four home. He glared at the leader, unsheathing his claws as she drew near. He had held his sister, Beetlewhisker, as she had cried, and knew exactly what Cherrystar had planned for one unlucky kit.

However, no one expected that she would turn on little Curlkit--her own son. She had looked up at Applemouse with blood coating her muzzle, and said, in a happy voice, “Since I’m leader, it makes sense to send my kits as sacrifices.”

She stuck to this rhetoric as the next moon passed, and her other son--Murkkit-- was offered up to Starclan.

The next moon, as she readied herself for the next sacrifice, she was mauled by a badger, thus saving the life of Applemouse’s kit, Stagkkit. When she came back to life, she looked thrilled. “They said that my life was a good sacrifice!” she had crooned, crouching over Stagkit to keep them safe from the frigid morning wind.

That leaf-bare, on patrol, Cherrystar froze to death, only reviving when she was thawed in the new-leaf sun.

She staggered back to camp, grinning, and scared half the camp to death.

Her grin faded when she learned that Stagkit, by then Staglake, had been killed by a badger.

She sat vigil for two days, only snapping out of her trance when she heard Snailbite talking about how she was expecting kits.

The leader perked up, but didn’t say a word, until Snailbite gave birth a moon later to a pair of healthy kits. That pair, unfortunately, soon divided, as Snailbite found poor Coniferkit strung up on the brambles above the nursery.

She had tackled Cherrystar, who was bewildered as to why she could possibly be faulted, until she finally figured it out.

“I was making sure that Starclan won’t take the other one!” she mewed. “They only don’t take lives when they get fed. So I feed them!” It took the combined efforts of four other cats to pry Snailbite off of Cherrystar, and the leader was promptly confined to her den for three moons, in an attempt to punish her.

With the kit-killer locked away, two new litters were taken into the Clan, much to Cherrystar’s horror.

“We can’t have this many kits without a death!” She wailed. “Starclan will kill us all!”

She was ignored, but many cats unconsciously relaxed when Heathpelt was found dead on the thunderpath.

When she was released from her den, she was put under guard, but no cat can keep their eyes open all the time.

This time, another of Beetlewhisker’s kits was killed. Minnowkit, who had gone to the medicine den for a bee-sting in her paw, only to be smothered by moss by Cherrystar, who had hidden under a bed of the same moss.

Back in her den she went.

The pattern continued.

She was let out under heavy guard, only to slip away and throttle Hatchkit in their sleep.

Odds changed, however, when the fresh-kill was poisoned, and Applemouse-- Cherrystar’s anchor to whatever sanity she had left- -died, just as Cherrystar learned that she was expecting her second litter of kittens.

She had called a Clan meeting, something she had never done before, and announced that, to honour the nine cats lost to poison, there would be no sacrifices for nine more moons. Her face looked pained as she said it.

The next day, a patrol found her mortally wounded on the border with Birchclan, but they brought her back to camp, not wanting a repeat incident of her frozen corpse impression.

Cherrystar had three kits a moon later, and--predictably--was kept under strict watch to make sure she took care of her litter.

But tragedy struck again when four more cats were killed in a rogue ambush, and Cherrystar reluctantly added four more moons to the count.

When Snailbite and Snipkit died from poisoning, Cherrystar’s wails were loud enough to wake the surrounding Clans, who individually sent cats to check on the situation. Once the delegations were gone, Cherrystar showed some of her old fighting spirit, only to be kept in check and away from the kits by Gravy, who got a notch in his ear for his troubles

Her wounds from her fight with Gravy soon festered, and she lost another life to infection.

Soon after this, tradgedy struck the Clan again, when a patrol of four, including Cherrystar’s children, Autumnpaw and Egretpaw, were swept away in a flood, bringing the total number of cats in the Clan down to twelve.

Despite how low Clan numbers were, when Minnowfin had a litter of three, Cherrystar didn’t hesitate to sacrifice Skykit, citing all the recent disasters.

This seemed to work, to the horror of Cherrystar’s Clanmates. And when a litter was left with the Clan, their adoptive mother, Garnet, willingly offered one of them up for Cherrystar to kill.

The trend continued when Crouchsun, who previously had vehemently opposed the killing, followed Garnet’s example.

Gillpelt also willingly gave up a kit, eyes wide as she comforted the crying Ashenkit.

However, Cherrystar merely stared coldly at her. “You aren’t doing this for the greater good.” She had hissed. She had lashed out with unsheathed claws, and Ashenkit could only watch in horror as she watched her mother’s body drop.

The leader walked outside, taking a breath, only to lose another life as a hawk swooped down for the kill.

Another poisoned instance of fresh-kill killed off Coastivy and Cicadakit,

A few moons later, more poison killed off Cicadakit’s parent, Wheatblotch.

Cherrystar mourned the deaths, only to be shocked into action when a new warrior, Spiderpounce, left a stolen Birchclan kit outside her den for sacrifice.

Spiderpounce later took things up a notch when he killed an elder to spare a kit being sacrificed that moon.

This seemed to work, as no disasters befell the Clan for twenty-four moons.

However, when disaster struck, Cherrystar acted as they always had.

The next moon, a Birchclan apprentice took another of Cherrystar’s lives in a border skirmish.

A few moons later, a bout of whitecough took another life, and Cherrystar decided to increase the rate of sacrifices to one per moon.

However, this was stopped when the whitecough worsened into greencough.

Additional Information: 

--Submission by @ambitiousauthor​

#clangen #wc #hazelclan #cherrystar #wcoc #wc oc #warriors #warriors oc #warriorsoc #warriorcatsoc #warriorcats #warrior cats #warrior cats oc #place of no stars #dark forest #dark forest oc #dark forest resident #dark forest leader #dark forest warrior

[jackthevulture]

Environment practice, which I need. Its so frustrating that im not where I want to be right away, but thats how art is. I feel a lot of shame for not being "good enough" right away, like im going to be judged for all my mistakes. But like, thats dumb. So here are some forests exploring ideas for birchclans camp/territory and how I'd like to depict it. A more "realistic" take with lots of leaf litter and small plants that I honestly hated doing but like the vibe of, and a more "disney" esque version. I want to reach a happy medium between these, I think, but also like. Better than both of them.

#birchclan #environment art #bg art #background art #digital painting #art #my art

[pineclans]

Moon 6 : Leaffall : Year 6

Downpaw is killed by a Birchclan warrior while hunting close to the Lake Mouth. It is unknown if the warrior knew Downpaw had half clan heritage. After the death, Lavenderstar declares Pineclan to be hostile to Birchclan from then on.

Downpaw's whole family sits vigil for a day.

Foxpaw, Brightpaw, and Fernpaw all pass their assessments and travel to the Star Hollow to receive their warrior names. They are named Foxfire, Brightblink, and Fernflick, respectively.

Archpaw, Jumpdust, Foxfire, and Hatchspring all have a shared vision one night. None of them understand the connection nor why it occured.

#leaffall #pineclan year six

[lynx-tails]

cootstar was appointed leader after the last one died mysteriously. the leader was his mother, burrowstar, who had three lives remaining when she passed. the cats of birchclan wonder how she even died, and some have said that cootstar had killed her three times, though, this hasnt been proven yet. cootstar is very over-confident and boasts about how young they were when they became leader in his clan. however, outside of his clan, he doesnt talk much and is very reserved.

#warriors #warriors oc #warrior cats #warrior cats oc #wc #wc oc #cootstar #cootclaw

[birch-clan]

dusk'storm!

#warriorcats oc #erin hunter warriors #warriors #warrior cats #birchclan #birchclanoc

[whatremainsofedenclan]

Prologue

EdenClan. The strongest Clan on their side of the Thunderpath. The lone survivor of the valley brawl. The open arms of the dangerous forest. But it was soon to only be remembered by their ancestors who walk the stars of Silverpelt.

Tricklequill sighed, the past few moons hadn’t been a good one for their Clan. It had all started with a kit. A border patrol had found the little thing and brought it back to camp to be seen by the medicine cats, but nobody could have known the trouble this would cause. It had started out as kittencough, they would hack and cough all day long, no amount of catmint seemed to help their illness. Then it started to spread. 

Seven moons later their Clan of two-hundred-and-thirteen had dwindled down to fifty. This wouldn’t have been too bad if it weren’t for the warriors. None of them had ever been in line to become the leader or the deputy so now arguments broke out, night and day, about who should lead the wondrous EdenClan. But these arguments went nowhere. 

Tricklequill was getting older, he didn’t have many moons left in him and all he wanted was for this problem to be resolved. But he could’ve never foreseen what was to come. Silentpaw, a long furred tortoiseshell she-cat, had pointed out to the arguing warriors that there were the same amount of potential leaders as there were medicine cats. From this point onwards the collapse of EdenClan was in the very close future, and nothing could be done to stop this.

The eldest of the medicine cats, Sandflame, seemed tired as she arranged which cats would go into what Clan. But there were only four elders, not too much to worry about there, that’s why Tricklequill believed her stress to be about what was to become of the orphaned kits. There were fifteen of them, some of them barely opening their eyes, and others bouncing around waiting impatiently for the day they would become an apprentice. It was a miracle that so many of them were able to survive the epidemic that would usually be fatal to cats their age, but there was now the problem of what Clan they would call home in the future.

Tricklequill could only watch in dismay as arguments broke out between Sandflame and the new Clan leaders. None of them wanted to take in cats that would cause them trouble, but the medicine cat was adamant that if the weaker were not taken in then they wouldn’t get their fancy new Clans. 

But eventually the problems were resolved. EdenClan was to be no more, in its place would be AspenClan, BirchClan, MapleClan, PineClan and SageClan, led by Paleleaf, Wishspeckle, Doedapple, Fadedfeather and Blizzardspeck, respectfully.

Tricklequill could only hope that these Clans could live up to the expectation of EdenClan. His home.

#clangen #warrior cats oc #warrior cats #EdenClan