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stationclangen · 1 year

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PROLOGUE - MOON 0

(ABANDONED STATION)

"Hello, Prance. Are you here to tell us of your dreams again?"

The old railroad station had been decommissioned for ages now, and had served as a home for the wanderers who had settled here. Plenty of prey, plenty of places to hide and sleep. Safe from the rains, as opposed to the fields just south of them, or the mysterious forests to the north. Indeed, the Station had just weathered another harsh winter, keeping all cats living within safe and warm…

In the darkness of an abandoned office, sat three cats. The eldest was a cream and orange tom, bronze eyes cold and calculating… he was laying across a rotting couch, licking his paws and grooming himself.

His companion, a long furred white tom with gray patches along his back, was sat up at the foot of the couch, heather blue eyes twinkling in the low light… he had been waiting for his favorite little underling to come back to him, to tell him about his special little dreams…

And said underling was the brown, speckled tom that sat before him.

Prance had been having strange dreams, and as some of the wisest cats at the Station, Lavender and Snapdragon had been the first cats he had told.

"Yes…I… I think the dreams are gonna come to an end soon."

Prance sat down on a mat by the couch, ears flattened slightly in worry.

He had started having dreams of a forest. Of a strange cat who called themselves Oakfire. Of how there was apparently real estate in the forest to the north of here, for a group of cats to take up the life of a Clan.

At first he dismissed the dreams as…dreams. Obviously they didn't mean anything. And yet, Oakfire found their way back into Prance's dreams, night after night after night.

After three instances of this, he had come to Lavender for help.

And Lavender had helped. So much.

The older Tom had been so kind, so understanding. He had asked Prance to talk about his dreams, what this Oakfire said. And not once did Lavender dismiss his dreams as silly. As mere fantasy. But he had listened. Truly and genuinely listened.

Prance had always been a nervous cat. But he would come by every morning after a dream, telling Lavender about a tidbit of clan life. The code, the way the warriors were named, their lifestyle… and how Oakfire had INSISTED that some few chosen cats should head north and go establish a Clan in a thicket somewhere…

"Well, Prance?" Lavender purred, tail swishing. "What did Oakfire have to say this time?"

"..." Prance shifted his paws, head bowed slightly. He met the older cat's level gaze with a nervous, furrowed brow. "...I…I was told that…"

"Yes?"

"That we… we should leave before it's too late."

"....Elaborate." Lavender did not like the way Prance was dancing around the issue. "Did Oakfire say that specifically?"

"Yes. He… He said that Twolegs-"

"Humans?"

"Yeah, them. They're… they're coming to… to tear the Station down."

The cream and ginger tom would finally sit up and pay attention, after having pointedly ignoring Prance since he came in.

Lavender sat still, ear flicking as he seemed to think… "...Did Oakfire… give us a timeframe? When will it be too late?"

"I…I think he said 'Before Greenleaf ends…we need to be gone.' I…I THINK that means summer? I really don't know, but…" the brown tom would look up to the now pacing Lavender nervously. "What… What are we going to do…?"

"We leave."

"What?!" Snapdragon, the eldest tom, would jump off the couch, bristling. "You can't be serious?!"

"I am QUITE serious." Lavender would reply, eyes flicking to Snapdragon. "Inform your mate, Snapdragon. We shall leave as soon as we can get an appropriate party gathered."

"You don't really believe this stupid kit's mousebrained dreams?!" Snapdragon would snarl, fur bristling as he swept a paw toward the now balking Prance. "You would abandon this safe haven on the off chance that this clan thing is legitimate?!"

"I can and I will, Snapdragon." Lavender did not move an inch, staring down his nose at the older cat. "You are more than welcome to not join us, old friend. But your skills would be sorely needed if we are to survive out there."

"Mouse dung, you're crazier than a half rabid fox…" Snapdragon groaned, rubbing a paw over his muzzle. "...Fine! But Lilia is going to throw a fucking fit. There's no way she'll agree to take the kits out into those godforsaken woods."

"Then steal them." Lavender would say, as if it were the easiest choice in the world. He turned his gaze towards Prance, purring, "Inform the residents that I will be holding a meeting tonight, in the middle of the Station. And advise them all to be there on time."

Prance nodded, ears still flattened from Snapdragon's outburst. "O-Okay… Okay, yeah s-sure!" He turned and immediately ran out of Lavender's den, leaving the two older cats alone.

"...Well." Snapdragon sighed, padding towards the exit. "Might as well get this over with. You better know what you're doing, Lavender. Or else."

"My dear friend, I ALWAYS know what I'm doing." The white and gray tom sat and began to lick and groom his paws. He had to be presentable for the Meeting.

Many cats called the Station home. Families, loners, old cats, young cats… so long as no blood was shed, cats were welcomed to live under its rusting beams and rat riddled halls.

Lavender would hop onto a collapsed human structure, something that had formerly held water called a fountain. Cats from everywhere in the main thoroughfare of the Station would be able to hear a speaker from there. And a Speaker could see an attack coming from a mile away.

"Good evening, everyone." He meowed, sitting up straight. The soft mumble and murmur of cat voices slowly died away as he continued. "I am Lavender, as many of you know. And I would normally not call so many of you from your lives but this bears sharing."

A pause.

"I have reason to believe that the Station is in danger."

More mumbling and whispering.

"Now. The Station is old. And it is a Human construct. It cannot last forever. And I have been informed by a reliable source that before summer ends, the Station will be no more!"

The gathered cats would immediately start to yowl and meow in a panic, asking if it was true, if they hadn't seen it coming…

"Yeah, alright, Lavender!"

A gold and yellow long furred she-cat named Mite would approach, hopping up to the ruined fountain's stone railings to sit down. Her tail flicked in irritation, eyes narrowed as she glared at Lavender.

"Mite." Lavender would sneer, tail flicking in annoyance.

"What sources do you have, huh?" She demanded, stomping a paw onto the hard stone… "I ain't seen any humans poking around here as of late! There isn't a single sign that this place is in danger!"

"Ah, none that the likes of you can see." Lavender purred. "You see, I have been having dreams! Visions, yes, of a place north of here. A vast forest, abundant with prey and shelter. A more natural lifestyle, a place free of the fear of rats and the threat of humans! An ancient civilization of cats who came before us! Who lived with honor! Integrity! No longer scraping the bottom of humanity's barrel, but living as our own free cats!"

There was a lull, with many cats staring up at Lavender as he spoke …

"So it's a lie then?" Another laugh, as a tom came forward. This one, named Lake, was a white tom with black and gray Bengal like markings. He hopped up on the railing, purring in amusement. "Unless you had a reason not to tell us this sort of thing sooner?"

"The dreams started at the end of winter, just as the world was beginning to thaw." Lavender replied coolly, ear flicking in annoyance. "I have only recently been made aware of our dire fates. Surely I wouldn't have held this so close to my chest if it hadn't just been made clear!"

"Cut the dung, Lavender. This sounds like a ploy for you to try and curry favor with the masses, another lunge at leadership!"

A tuxedo colored speckled she-cat would hop up onto the railing, bristling.

"Burnet." Lavender snorted. "You and your self righteous talk. This has nothing to do with me!"

"And yet here you are talking about how these dreams came to you, filling your head with fluff about hunting out in the wilderness and risking our necks to the predators out there!" Burnet snapped. "The Station has been our home for moons and moons! It will not fail us for another several dozen moons, I can feel it!"

At this point, the cats started to yowl and argue, talking over one another and causing an unholy racket.

"ENOUGH!" Lavender yowled from atop the fountainhead's ruined surface. "Believe me or don't. I care not. But I was told this place was going to be destroyed by the time summer ended. So I am going to leave. In three days time, you are welcome to join me."

Lavender stormed off the stage, heading back to his den and leaving the gathered cats in a state of confused yowling and meowing.

Burnet, Mite and Lake all looked at one another, with Lake chuckling and taking up the vacant fountainhead. "Everyone, please calm down! I know that Lavender talks these sorts of things up, but I can assure you, there is no need to panic. There is no legitimacy to his claims. But should his dreams come to pass, then I promise you that I will gladly help those present relocate." He sat down, tail curled around him. "While I do not believe him, it would be remiss to completely disregard him as a mad prophet. After all, we cannot fathom the minds of humans, and they may very well be coming to demolish our dear home."

"Lake! What are you doing?!" Burnet hissed from her spot. "You're not helping!"

"Ah ah, let me finish." Lake raised a paw. "That is why, I am willing to assist in scouting out further territories for instances such as this. After all, while the station has always been our home, is there truly anything WRONG with finding back up homes for our kits? I personally would find peace of mind knowing that we knew what was out there, as opposed to being forced out without any direction!"

The cats around him murmured and mumbled, discussing his words.

"Very well. Mite, Burnet, you two are very capable, and I would like to request your assistance in this. Please, by all means, gather what cats you decide are worthy, and take them with you to patrol the areas around the station."

Mite would flick her tail in annoyance but nod. "Fine. Anything to get you to stop talking."

Burnet could only mrrp in amusement as she watched Mite stalk away. "Very well, Lake. Shall we meet up outside the station tomorrow?"

"Mm. Yes, yes. That should do nicely. Everyone! Thank you for your patience and allowing us to speak to you on this. I know the idea of leaving this place is one no cat wants to think about. But as untrustworthy as I think Lavender is, he brings up an excellent point. We must be ready for the worst case scenario. For now, I bid you all good night."

"Lavender!"

The mostly white tom would pause, turning back towards the voice. Prance would run up to him, panting.

"Ah, Prance." He would purr, tail flicking playfully. "Did you like that little speech?"

"But…why did you say that the dreams were yours? They're my dreams, Lavender!" He asked, eyes wide as he tried to make sense of the tom's choice. "I…"

"Pfth! Think of it this way, Prance." The older tom paced around the brown tabby. "Who would you believe? A young, impudent tom who barely qualifies as an adult in the eyes of most, or an older, respected member of the colony who only has the colony's best interests at heart? I had to claim the dreams were mine, Prance. YOU couldn't convince geese to fly south for the winter, with how you stutter and stammer. But hey, since you're still needed, I'll make you a deal." Lavender rubbed up against the younger tom, tail swiping under his nose. "In this new mess of a group, you can be my second in command. How's that sound? You can tell me all those cute little dreams, and I'll allow you some say in the way things are run."

"I…" Prance faltered, ears folded back. He was right. Lavender had a much better reputation than he did, as he was just barely out of kithood to most of the cats who lived in the Station. "..." He sighed, turning away. "...Fine. But only because I don't want you leading all these cats out into the wild to die."

"Your misguided morals and overestimation of your abilities are just adorable. Whatever the case is, be sure to get your affairs in order. We leave in three days time."

#Clangen #Warrior Cats #Warriors OCs #Thicketclan #Leopardclan #Ermineclan #Duckclan

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newwarriorsocworldobsession · 1 year

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Camp Concepts

While I do have the map sections on each of the posts for the clans, I didn't have the concepts for their camps' layout. Let's get on that, shall we?

Thicketclan's camp suits its name well, with the walls and dens made from the thick bushes and brambles surrounding the Gathering Branch the leaders use to make announcements. The main exception is the den of the leader, which is made in a bottom hole in the tree's base. As the clan is meant to be fairly large in numbers due to occasionally accepting outsiders, the camp needed to reflect that. The camp is the one place where Thicketclan's members are expected to be able to relax outside of the shadows they primarily use.

Gorgeclan's camp is at the base of the main waterfall in their territory, with the dens being small caves in the cliffside. The Shallow Rock that's in the water the falls drop into is where the leader makes the announcements. The warrior's den is the first one seen upon entering the camp, with the apprentice's den close by, and both have a clear view of the entrance in return. I've gone back and forth on the positions of the leader's den, elder's den, and medicine den. The nursery, however, is always behind the falls, shielding the view of it from the entrance.

Sunclan's only den is multi-use, homing the injured, the sick, kits, queens, and the elders. The elders in the Sunclan do have extra duties, which are primarily maintaining the den and keeping it to an appropriate size for use. Usually, this comes down to having one section for the sick and injured and another section for the nursery and elders, but the times when the entire clan does need to use the den is when the most expansion happens. This den is also bigger in general than most dens in other clans, having been an abandoned wolf den prior. The rest of the clan, when not in a state of emergency, uses the rocks surrounding the den as their primary resting spots. The Highest Stone, the top most rock, is where the leaders make their announcements, with the small indent beneath used to store herbs away from the kits that are in the den.

Floodclan has two camps, the main being called the Hilltop, which is also the name of the boulder the leader uses to make announcements, and Little Butte, which is used when Hilltop gets flooded. Little Butte is not an easy camp to get to, hence why it is only used when the easier to access (for the clan anyway) Hilltop can't be used anymore.

Floodclan actually organizes its camp similarly to its more monarchy traditions. In Hilltop, the leader, the elders, and the medicine dens are closer to each other in comparison to the other dens. I've gone back and forth is I want the leader's den to be under the Hilltop boulder and am still playing around with the idea. However, because Little Butte is a harder camp to reach when it is needed to be used, the Elders are given the den closest to its entrance, while the other side is given to the warriors. The same is for the apprentices' and medicine den, letting the leader's den be between the warriors and the apprentices while the Elders and medicine den surround the nursery.

Creekclan's camp is roughly the same size as Thicketclan, also due to being more open to letting nonclan cats join their numbers. Instead of having the place for announcements be in the center of camp, it's off to the side. The Sandbar is used for announcements while the leader's den is near the center of the camp to help them reach and access the other dens.

#floodclan #creekclan #thicketclan #gorgeclan #sunclan #warrior cat clans #warriors worldingbuilding #warriors designs #clan camps #info stuff #digital art #warrior cats

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nightly-ruse · 1 year

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Bubdubdubbdud bu! Introducing the new and very meticulously crafted-

Ever since they were founded they’ve struggled, living in a thick thorny forest with larger than normal predators, few connections out of the woods, and a seemingly persistent curse on their clan since it’s founding. Will it’s new leader Mockingbirdcry be able to pull the snake around her neck or will it poison yet another leader?

They follow a different code, one promoting survival over care. Leaders don’t get the -Star suffix, botanists can have kits (though it’s semi looked down upon after a incident), and believing in their ‘afterlife’ is more out of fear then true belief.

May expand the clan if I need but I’m set on all the characters below. Send asks about them! Or for their ref sheet so I know who ppl want to see drawn.

Allegiances

Leader:

Mockingbirdcry- tall black, gray, and white molly with scars all along her back. She is good with its words but deep sorrow stalks her like its own shadow, and a certain cat makes sure it’s secrets stay in her mind. She/it, trans molly and parent of Moonflutter and Witchwing though not close with either.

Deputy:

Batswoop- long lykoi cat with speckled fur, vibrant yellow eyes, and scars over their face. Xer is very distant keeping a good paw length away from anyone close to them, it’s also mute after a infection to xer’s throat that left xe with a raspy painful voice. They/xer, grayromantic, growing crush on Locustbite.

Botanist:

Scorpionsprout- heavily decorated long furred cinnamon cat with tattered ears. She is poised and proper, to step out of line in front of her will end with a scratch. Stays tightly to her role and wears it like the plants around her throat, beauty is pain but brings pride and she loves pride. She/her and unlabeled, mentoring Oleanderpaw though the two are on bad terms already.

Warriors:

Frecklefeather- cream ticked tabby with silver on his muzzle and golden feathers down his spine. He is reserved and looks a lot into how others see him, as such she was never able to be close to little Fledlingkit. Always trying to keep his image clean. He/him and straight.

Houndstripe- large muscular tom with dark brown fur and brindled fur, his eyes are green and he tries to keep the clan together though his efforts keep on slipping. After he lost his last apprentice he keeps Fledlingpaw close to his side. Bit of jealousy over the clearly less qualified Batswoop being deputy. He/him and bisexual, mate of Yarrowthroat.

Locustbite- tall caramel molly with sleek fur, one green eye and one golden eye. She’s a very ambitious cat with a desire to be the leader, a few ideas of her are a bit unethical though she doesn’t share them. Training Fledlingpaw to be her little lackey and trying to get her claws into Batswoop though the more she learns about xer the more she feels. She/her and courting Batswoop, mentor of Nightshadepaw.

Mantisbloom- calico cat with green eyes and long droopy ears, he wears flowers on his pelt and a leaf bracelet. Him and Locust used to be very close as foster siblings but when Locust started going down her dark path he pulled away, that’s when he met Witchwing. The two soon fell for eachother and can’t wait for kits which he plans to raise mostly. He/him trans and mate of Witchwing.

Witchwing- dusky brown molly with lighter streaks and round sapphire eyes, her ears are long and tufted with moth wings on her mane. She wears a matching tail bracelet with her mate. She is a happy, funny cat who loves to see the brightest part of everything and a massive mom friend. She/her trans, mate of Mantis, Sister of Moon, daughter of Mockingbirdcry. (Black witch moth)

Moonflutter- fluffy white molly with darker spots down her back and round dark eyes, she wears moth wings on her mane and behind her ears. While her sister always looked to the light she stares right into the shade, her tone sharp and precise and barley any can escape her gaze when she latches onto them. Mentoring Nightshadepaw and teaching the cat well. She/her and aroace, sister of Witchwing, daughter of Mockingbirdcry, mentor of Nightshadepaw. (Yellow wooly bear moth)

Apprentices:

Fledgingpaw- golden tom with ginger speckled stripes and a white round belly, their tail tip cut from a past battle with a fox. He has always been fearful and receiving little support besides bitter words from their dad keeps him quiet, but when Houndstripe stepped in to help he soon started to open up more and sees the tom as more of his father then anyone else. Treats Wolfkit like their sibling and the two mates have pretty much adopted him as theirs. He/they and gay, son of Frecklefeather and adopted by Houndstripe and Yarrowthroat.

Oleanderpaw- gray and yellow calico with curled back ears, a nub tail, and one empty eye socket, their other magenta. When they were younger their hopes were much higher but the world soon showed them its teeth. While they always felt a draw to plants and learning having Scorpion as their mentor makes their sharp temper even worse, acting out more just out of spite. Still tries to stay sweet for Nightshadepaw. They/them and bisexual, sibling of Nightshade.

Nightshadepaw- black white and yellow tortoiseshell cat with floppy ear tips, a limp front paw, and pretty violet eyes. Their sibling always shaded them from the harshest truths creating a world for them were their father didn’t abandon them and they weren’t just traveling to find warmth. Now with their secretive mentor Locust they keep the secrets piling up, making them even more naive and quick to protect the cats closest to them. They/them, sibling of Oleanderpaw.

Monarchs:

Yarrowthroat- brown seal point molly with round ears and shaded hazel eyes, her pelt slowly becoming more dotted with white mostly around her face throat and paws. She tries to be very calm but snaps when it becomes too much, and when she lost almost her whole litter of kits it really broke her. While she loved little Wolfkit she can’t help but feel sorrow when she remembers the kits three littermates. Worries she’ll never have any other kits and spends so much time worrying she forgets to groom, luckily the sweet Fledlingpaw helps her a lot and she quickly adopted them. She/her and straight, mate of Houndstripe, adopted mother of Fledlingpaw and mother of Wolfkit.

Kits:

Wolfkit- little scruffy brown seal point kitten with round blue and hazel eyes, her coat still having some silver from when she had a fever coat. Wild little kitten who loves to play and doesn’t know much yet, she loved to play with her parents and doesn’t even know Fledlingpaw isn’t her blood brother. Dreams of being a great hunter to feed her whole clan someday. She/her, kit of Yarrow and Hound. Lone survivor of her litter after Snowdropkit, Starflowerkit, and Sunflowerkit passed away from sickness.

Elders:

Addershade- old deep red and silver tom with a crooked long tail, always drawn claws, and slightly clouded blue eyes. He was the old leader of the clan before having to retire once his eyes started to go and he couldn’t do many of his duties with a clear mind anymore. But as he’s aged he’s grown more and more vengeful, seeing Mockingbirdcry as somehow responsible for his downfall holding the secrets he knows over her head and his claws around her throat. Father of Scorpionsprout thought he two aren’t close, just sharing a respect by prowess.

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grandmasickomode · 1 year

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The Medicine cats surrounding this old lady constantly hacking up blood like "Starclan above she just doesn't wanna die."

everyone in the clan is like "Guys. You gotta see this, are you seeing this shit."

Every clan gathering, EVERYONES like "Hey how's Breezechirp? Still coughing up blood? Damn. That's crazy."

#clangen #warrior cats #GO BREEZECHIRP GO #SPIT IN THE FACE OF GOD BY GETTING THROUGH THIS #fr tho ive never seen a cat last this long w/o flatlining or getting better.#also this is one of my 'adjacent to Thicketclan' clans #Breezechirp the affront to the natural order #Breezechirp the fucking powerhouse

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solargoose · 4 months

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I really loved how I kept seeing people make warrior cats fanclans/comics/fics set in places they've lived/grew up, which got me thinking about what an Appalachian warrior cats would look like. I was just thinking about it as a fun exercise...and then I fell in love with the idea...and now I'm writing it.

#coming up with warrior names using the plants and animals native to here was what really got me #Oh the leader of Thicketclan should be Laurelstar because mountain laurels! and the main character is Ramppaw of Hollerclan #instead of medicine cats the clans have witches because kitchen witchery/folk witches were the terms I grew up with #and the Starclan contact point is a stump that's basically the moonpool but it's stump water.#There's a clan called Caveclan and they live in an abandoned coal mine and their witch is named Canaryfeather. And the 4th clan is Baldclan #and they do a lot of bird names like Kildeerchest and Chickadeepaw. And they have an old ex-kittypet who lives with them and her name is #Slaunchwise! Which is like slantwise or cattycorner it means diagonal. Most importantly it's the perfect cat name. Imagine it in your head!#Slaunchwise is also sometimes spelled slanchwise or slaunchways the spelling isn't the important part.#Anyways I love them and I've started writing this I'm calling it Old Growth.

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thtupidity · 10 months

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Obligatory warrior cats au bc there isn't one to my knowledge and im going crazy. Im gonna look insane typing all this.

Tideclan was made by Juniperpaw (Jake), a Thicketclan cat, as a way to get away from Thicketclan and gain his own freedom. He meets Mintpaw (Fresh), a Breezeclan cat, who wants to see what lies beyond the clans. They eventually form Tideclan after finding Beatrice (Tricky), a kittypet, and Sootpaw (Yutani), a medicine cat apprentice for Moorclan.

Abyssclan (Infinity) was formed by rouges and loners, they don't live within the territories of the others but they do live in the city where Tideclan is. Known members are Rabbitwind, Ashwing, and Foxblaze. Mistdew is suspicious of Zoe but Ivyeyes refuses to believe so.

Juniperpaw is Spikestrike's, the deputy of Thicketclan, apprentice. Spikestrike is well aware that Juniperpaw sneaks out and allows him to leave as long as he returns before sunrise. He occasionally visits Tideclan himself and promises not to tell Bearstar, their leader.

Mintpaw suggested that they rename themselves to have warrior names for their new clan, thus the names Mintdew, Ivyeyes, Soottrail, and Junpierstar were born. Juniperpaw wanted to be Coolstar but the name was immediately shit down by everyone.

Beatrice is a kittypet who wanted to explore the city she lived in, stumbling across the newly formed Tideclan in the process, she was accepted in and excitedly went home to tell her neighborhood friend Zoe. She spends most of her time at Tideclan camp making it nicer for when the others return.

Sootpaw was adopted as a kit by Mudleg (Mully), the medicine cat of Moorclan, and he took her as his apprentice since she was considered to small to be a warrior. Her origins are unknown as Mudleg claims he just found he alone in the rain.

#subway surfers #warrior cats subsurf au #(f)art #//not tagging everyone >:(#//king was originally meant to be added but I didnt feel liek it #//hes a kittypet who really wants to join.#//ive had this idea for a few months and was like yeah i'll do it #//also little eye trend among abyssclan cats... hehe

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shoreclan · 5 months

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Welcome to my clangen blog! If you’re looking for more warrior cats art you can find me @lilcrawe

ShoreClan is a clangen play through based in SE Alaska (which is where I grew up!). I’ll be playing a beach game file with a dynasty challenge (a monarchy play style I made/like to use)

The dynasty challenge effectively means that the deputy must be kin (bio or adopted) of the leader. Unless there is no kin of age, then another cat can be temporary deputy.

Additionally, I am limiting the number of cats in the clan to 45. I can’t handle more than that lol.

I’ve never done this before so yeah. I’ll learn as I go haha

Hope you like it!

TAGS FOR REFERENCE:

#moon updates = moon by moon updates

#year [number here] = moons by year

#allegiances = full allegiance sheets (year by year)

#cascadeclan = neighbor clan CascadeClan

#thicketclan = neighbor clan ThicketClan

#cat relationships = relationship value pages

#clangen #shoreclan #tag refs:#moon updates #year 1 #allegiances #character references

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pondclan · 5 months

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first moon featuring Rippledusk as an actual illustration and not just a chibi panel!!

also- the ThicketClan mediator is named Flameflight! i love her

#pondmoons #pondclan #clangen #fanclan #warrior cats #warriors

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little-nightowl-ovo · 2 months

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Lakekit

Here’s Lakekit, who is also from my Lifegen series and is also a littermate and the other brother of Blazekit in Thicketclan

#clangen #warrior cats #warriors fanart #warriors oc #lifegen

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the-skiesdivide · 9 months

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Monsteragrove . He/Him . ThicketClan Healer . Clairvoyant

Mother: Unknown(Deceased) Father: Unknown(Deceased) Mentor: Larchfall Apprentice: Cardinalpaw

In total contrast to his mentor and fellow healer, Monsteragrove is an easygoing and fairly sociable cat, if not a little bit cryptic. Born with the power of Clairvoyance, Monsteragrove has a tighter connection to StarClan and The Dark Forest, as well as The Divide; many other cats share this power with him, and have been known to get together and ensure peace in the afterlives and the Clans. Monstera is no different.

Invested in the idea of healing from an early age, it was no surprise when(honestly though continuous harassment from Monsterakit) Larchfall took him on as her apprentice. Monstera is still young, but the duo of healers has decided to take on an apprentice, Cardinalpaw; Monstera primarily leads her training, but figures that a third healer would be helpful to the growing Clan.

#Monsteragrove #ThicketClan #healer #warrior cats #wc #wc oc #warrior cats oc #secondary character #refs #The Skies Divide

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pixxyofice · 6 months

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lightpaw has recieved illness

#thicketclan #pix plays clangen #clangen

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cat-aclysm-rp · 2 years

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“Open eyes young man, vigilantly hands and a heart prepared for pain You will lose much more in this vicious war past and present stay the same But the time to come can be altered some if you listen to our song Do we sing in vain? Does the fact remain There is nothing to be done? “

Cat-Aclysm is an 18+ post-nuclear apocalyptic Warrior Cats roleplay that takes place within the Fallout universe! Although the roleplay takes place in an existing universe, no prior knowledge of either Fallout nor Warrior Cats is required to join the roleplay. On our blog, we have documents with all the information about the roleplay and both universes that are used in this crossover. In Cat-Aclysm, you’ll join one of four clans that roam the wasteland of West Virginia and the Appalachian mountains thirty years after nuclear wars destroyed the land. These clans, revived from the pre-apocalyptic clans Thicketclan, Summitclan and Swampclan, have been living peacefully among each other without Starclan, which has been gone ever since the nuclear apocalypse. Railclan - A clan which has adapted to accepting any and all outsiders to increase their numbers and life around a trainyard. Radiumclan - A clan of heavily mutated cats with hearts of gold who guard a very dangerous substance that they refuse to be used for wrongs. Mireclan - A clan of swamp dwelling that have adapted to the darkness and whose culture revolves around the Mothmen in their swamp. Beneath the ground, lies Irisclan, a clan that has been living in a nuclear bunker for the last thirty years. Their vault has not yet opened, leaving them without any knowledge of what’s out there... In the upcoming month or so, we will be sharing little tidbits of the universe of Cat-Aclysm to get prepared for the first opening, which will be Railclan. Feel free to go through our documents listen on the blog and ask any questions you may have! We’ll be happy to answer!

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Thicketclan

The Steady

Thicketclan is the clan considered the most traditional of the five clans and is thought to be the oldest of the five because of such. Their pelts combined with the thick forest they live in have them also known for appearing much more secretive than they actually are. These cats are actually known to be friendly, if a bit patronizing, to the other clans. It’s often a Thicketclan cat that will keep a calm mind in troubled times. Compared to the other clans, their number of members always seems to be larger and this fact is often what the clan uses to its advantage should a battle arise.

Typical Traits:

Dark-colored pelts (usually black or brown), short or average heights, small ears compared to the rest of the body

Territory:

The territory is filled with a thick forest with a large variety of plants from oak trees to the plentiful amount of herbs that the clan has access to. Despite this though, there is a marsh in the southeast of the territory where the border with Floodclan is and a large open meadow near the southwest when one heads to the gathering area that is a favorite hunting and training area during greenleaf especially. There are a few ponds that litter the forest these cats live in.

Clan Roster

Leader:

Mousestar, a fluffy cinnamon mink point munchkin she-cat with teal eyes.

Deputy:

Harestorm, a short-haired, lilac mackerel tabby tom, with green eyes, large ears, and a bobtail.

Medicine Cat:

Snakeroot, a long-haired black mackerel tabby she-cat with orange eyes and a thick tail.

Warriors:

Goldenfeather, a tall, long-haired pale golden ticked tabby tom with bright orange eyes and plummed tail.

Apprentice: Beepaw

Cormorantstripe, a broad-shouldered, short-haired black ticked tabby she-cat with amber eyes.

Sootfang, a long-haired dark gray she-cat with amber eyes and a thick plummed tail.

Slugpelt, a lean, short-haired solid brown tom with amber eyes and small ears.

Apprentice: Crowpaw

Spiderberry, a lean, short-haired, scrawny-looking black tom with bright orange eyes.

Apprentice: Bleakpaw

Rabbitwhisker, a small fluffy cinnamon and white tom with green eyes.

Apprentice: Graypaw

Mistpelt, a short-haired sepia point gray bicolor she-cat with green eyes and curled ears.

Apprentice: Falconpaw

Blackclaw, a broad-shouldered, long-haired black tabby she-cat with amber eyes.

Starlingstorm, a broad-shouldered, short-haired cinnamon ticked tabby tom with gold eyes

Beetleshine, a lithe, short-haired, black and white she-cat with gold eyes and a pink nose.

Hollyfang, a lithe, short-haired black tortoiseshell she-cat with an overbite and one orange and one blue eye.

Apprentice: Rookpaw

Apprentices

Beepaw, a broad-shouldered, short-haired red tom with golden eyes.

Graypaw, a short-haired solid gray she-cat with green eyes and plummed tail.

Rookpaw, a long-haired black she-cat with amber eyes with a thick tail.

Falconpaw, a short-haired gray mackerel tabby with amber eyes with a long tail.

Crowpaw, a short-haired black and white tom with green eyes and a bobtail.

Bleakpaw, a short-haired light gray and white she-cat with orange eyes.

Nursery

Shadowstorm, a lean, long-haired, very dark gray she-cat with golden eyes.

Kits:

Owlkit, a short-haired gray-ticked tabby tom with golden eyes and unusually small paws.

Crowkit, a broad-shouldered, long-haired black she-cat with yellow eyes.

Father is: Starlingstorm

Brindleheart, a stocky, short-haired brindled lilac ticked tabby calico she-cat with green eyes

Kits:

Wrenkit, a short-haired, chocolate and white she-cat with bright green eyes and small ears.

Brightkit, a short-haired, chocolate calico she-cat with golden eyes and small ears.

Tigerkit, a long-haired, red-and-white tom with green eyes and small ears.

Father is: Slugpelt

Rookstone, a stocky, short-haired black she-cat with green eyes with a stump tail.

Kits:

Mothkit, short-haired, seal lynx point tom with blue eyes.

Dark-kit, a short-haired, black she-cat with orange eyes

Nightkit, a short-haired, black tom with green eyes.

Elders

Ravencloud, a stocky short-haired black and white tom with green eyes and curled ears.

Daffodilcloud, a tall, lean, and lithe cream classic tabby tom, with short fur, and green eyes

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