Hello, I'm Kiri! -- (he/they/fox) — my main is gekkerings but I really only rb stuff on there. I am active on my toyhouse!
I got really into this file, and I've been motivated by a lot of peoples' wonderful blogs for their runs. I figured I'd give doing my own a go.
TRIGGER WARNINGS for: canon-typical gore and violence, abuse, death (including of kits)
Posting schedule will be irregular, but I will try to make a story post every other week. I'll otherwise keep tabs on this blog to answer asks. and share related artworks if I have any to post.
Anonymous asks are tentatively turned on, but if people start being rude, I will turn anon asks off. If you don't wish for your user to be present if I answer it, let me know. I'll try to respond to all the asks that I can, but I can't promise I'll get to every single one. I'm sorry if I miss yours!
Time progression will be handled by season and year rather than each individual moon. So, for example, posts will be titled Greenleaf 1, Greenleaf 2, etc. I will be taking more of a slice-of-life approach with the main plots tying everything together.
Spam-likes and reblogs are a-okay with me! Go nuts!
First of all, I just want to say THANK YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH FOR 400 FOLLOWERS! THAT’S INSANE!!!!!
Secondly, I want to apologize and inform that there will be a delay for an undetermined amount of time before I can continue updating. I recently lost my grandmother and it has taken a toll on me and my motivation to do things.
Presently, the plan is to do Art Fight (I may consider putting up some FissureClan cats on there!) and catching up with my commissions. After that, I hope to get back to things and dial back the scale of my uploads once these next two pages are done, so I can post more often. I hope to be able to start updating again by or during September.
Dashpaw isn’t sure why he had said ‘yes.’ Maybe he was trying to impress the older apprentice? Maybe he really did feel like he would be at the time. It didn’t matter. The brown tabby swallows hard and forces himself to push further into the territory and beyond sight of camp.
He’d been out a couple of times before with Cliffpaw to learn the basic gist of everything -- how to find the way back if he were to get lost, how to stalk and catch prey, and the basics of defense. That should be enough; Cliffpaw’s been fine so far on his own.
He needed to be brave. It was hard enough needing to ask Amberkit to help him and Cliffpaw dig enough graves to bury the fallen -- the ones who were left, anyway. He couldn’t face himself if he couldn’t at least bring home prey for her and Flipkit to share. She said she didn’t mind, looking after the shaken young kit, but it didn’t feel fair for Amberkit to essentially rear a kit of her own at only four moons herself.
Before he knew it, Dashpaw was somewhere he didn’t immediately recognize; though Cliffpaw tried showing him as much of the prairie as he could, what that really amounted to was the perimeter and very outskirts of camp. He had duties of his own he needed to take care of. They both just needed to train themselves. Whatever that meant.
The half-white tomcat takes a moment to look around and try to catch his bearings, trying to place in his mind where the pine trees began to litter the fields. All it took was a second. Lifting his light blue eyes upward, away from the shifting grass, his vision abruptly shifts as he lands harshly on the ground, pinned by one cat as another rakes their claws across his belly. Dashpaw screams, fear filling his chest. The world around him spins as the apprentice tries to cope with a pain like he’d never experienced.
He had survived the wolves, he couldn’t just die like this -- his mind was a blur, the voices of the cats above him nothing but noise. With a single surge, it seemed he was able to catch his assailants off-guard and easily break from their pin, racing through the tall grass and gritting his teeth. They were behind him, surely they were. He was already going to be leaving them a direct trail to where he was, he couldn’t risk calling for help. Who was there to call? Cliffpaw, who could be tree-lengths away?
He just needed to get to the tunnels -- somewhere he knew he would be safe.
An old rabbit warren shows off on his right, and he doesn’t take another second before squeezing himself down into its passages. Even if this were just a normal rabbit den, maybe it would be enough to hide in. The feeling of the cold soil against his belly made him wince, but Dashpaw forced himself to keep pushing through.
It wasn’t there at first, but the further he pressed, the stronger the scent of clanmates long-gone filled his senses. Though perhaps not maintained in moons, he had been lucky enough to chance an entrance to the labyrinth ▇▇Clan had maintained underground.
By the grace of StarClan, he was going to make it home.
dashkit became dashpaw and got hurt his first moon, poor guy
i'm... tempted to do asks in between moons also, so if anyone has any questions for any of the cats of BuddingClan, feel free! : D
[Image Description: SpruceClan Moon 1, leaf-fall.
Panel 1: "Sandpaw asks Boardash to look at a small cut on his leg." Boardash says "You don't need me for things like this anymore, we have a proper healer now!" Sandpaw looks ashamed and replied "I know…"
Panel 2: "Antfoot had a nice chat with a loner outside Clan territory." Antfoot is sitting with a heavily pregnant loner named Scout. The two are talking, although the words are not shown.
Panel 3: "A border patrol stops to chat with a MapleClan patrol." The SpruceClan patrol consists of Daisyspots, Fawnslash, and Robinstep. The MapleClan patrol includes Mothstar (MapleClan's leader) and Leekstripe (a warrior).
Panel 4: "Daisyspots shares a story that, while embarrassing for him, is lighthearted and funny. The patrols part in good spirits." Daisyspots is sitting down with his patrol mates behind him. He is cheerfully recounting a story about himself tripping and falling face-first on the ground, which is represented by a small picture inside a speech bubble. The MapleClan cats are smiling and laughing.
End Image Description.]
This was a lot of fun to do! Thank you for your suggestions! Everyone has such lovely designs <3 I will be doing a second batch again soon :3
Butterflypaw: @a-song-upon-the-waves-wishclan
Dazzlepaw: @phoenix-clan
Hopechase: @forestclan-clangen
Iciclepaw: @streamclan-gen
Hazelpaw: @fissureclan
Shimmerprickle: @nettleclan-clangen
Copper: @flutterclangen
Reedtuft: @sparkcolony-clangen
If you want your cat's art as a separate file just message me ^w^
Here's a bit of backstory and the patrol events of Moon 0! I don't plan on relying on such a big block of text in the future, but I wanted to be able to post this update today and wouldn't be able to draw a second comic page in time for the leader ceremony so I just wrote out the text description. Maybe one day I'll go back and fully flesh out the whole ceremony and more backstory, but for now this will do! And since this is just moon 0, I chose not to illustrate anything special for the patrol updates.
I am still figuring out exactly how I want to do the comic pages, so any feedback would be helpful! The smaller events will be shown like the third page, where more major events will be illustrated like the first page. Probably with less backgrounds because the first page took forever. ;w; I do want to include some writing and lore here and there. We'll see how it goes! This is very much an experiment.
Hey this post (https://www.tumblr.com/fissureclan/776427551709085696/newleaf-1-page-5-first-prev-next-this-is) links to a random page and not the next moon :E
Thank you so much for telling me know! It should be fixed now ! <3
For fun and to support other people in the Clangen scene, I’m going to start reblogging the starting page from a couple blogs I follow or see around every Monday! Looking forward to sharing a couple blogs tomorrow :3
FINALLY A NEW PAGE! AND A NEW CHARACTER! It has been way too long since I got an update out, but I hope to get the next two pages done soon enough. Thank you everyone for your patience!
Written dialogue beneath the cut!
While on patrol…
Nightcloud: Hey. You one of them FissureClan cats I been hearin’ about?
