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You can call me Olive and I use whatever ya think I suit in the moment (idgaf). I have been in love with this cat all my life and have so many thoughts about her all the time. My askbox is always open for anything, I love spam and tags under my post, never feel bad for it because it always makes me smile :)
My Favorite WC Characters are Mothwing, Squirrelflight, Leafpool, Goldenflower, Snowfur, Bluestar, Plumstone, Flipclaw, Cinderheart, Gullswoop, Nightcloud, Sparkpelt, Russetfur, Crookedstar, Spottedleaf, Mapleshade, Frecklewish, and many more
I’m posting warrior cats again! But over at @anhingaheart . Art is in small bursts but it’s been a lot more fun than it was before and feels actually good to interact with the fandom.
So for my mooties who message this account and don’t get a response, it’s cuz I’m not using any of mine from this account
I’m planning a few of my own projects too so maybe look out for those if your a xenofiction fan ;)))
in my mind, body, and soul squirrelshrew were best friends. cousin energy. they shared a nest cause spiderpaw didn’t like sharing and leafpaw was in cinderpelt’s den and they missed being with their littermates. squirrelpaw drags dustpelt threw the mud to his own son but when he comes around she’s like hi mr dustpelt mentor sir what are we doing today LMFAOO their dynamic had so much potential and i miss shrewpaw every day of my life
Hello all! I’m opening commissions again officially, because I’m having an immensely difficult time at home and have barely $10 to my name. I’d really like to move out of my toxic family home sometime next year, but in order to do that, I need to do some heavy saving, and considering I’m not allowed to get a job, either, this is genuinely my best bet.
Please reach out via the mentioned means if interested!! Thank you so much in advance, and I look forward to drawing for you! <3
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started working on snakingclan character refs
floodeddawn is dredgenight's sibling and hunde & kazten are the first two loners in the loner group all of them have lore if anyone wants to hear
much happened this moon so I'm splitting it into two parts!
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Whisperingclan Year 1 | Previous Update | Next Update
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ok so gameplay wise, I am going to start doing my own random death roles based around the lore I came up with for Whisperingclan!
As I have said previously, It is NOT good for the clan to be living in a cave so spiritually close to Starclan... and these deaths are part of this.
Young kits (0-3 moons), old elders and the sick are close to the death and the Stars as they are weak, their spirits have a chance of just... basically falling into the backrooms aka. accidentally going through the cave's portals to Starclan and just never returning.
From now on, if the clan starts getting over populated, or (like in this situation) there are a lot of kits in the clan, I may do a death role. It's up to me what cats I role for, but the cats chosen will usually be kits, sick cats or elders.
In this case I rolled for one of the MossSun litter and one of the sick Butterfly sons to go to Starclan early.
Anywayssss sorry to the parents of these guys, I love you sm but I torment you for plot
Dialogue set a bit before the start of the official story. A sweet self discovery piece!
Four Moons before the first moon, on a hazy morning as usual, a lanky built white and gray cat is staring out. A distant green gaze drifting all across the woods before them.
A Forest they would soon be setting themselves out into…
The day was cold, as most were in their territory. But it felt unnerving like it never had before. Like it was creeping up under his skin. Trying to worm itself in.
Treatkit spent his whole kithood begging to finally be seen as older, to finally be on the same level as the larger cats. He felt much bigger despite him being so small. But now he is six moons. It was the night he’d be made an official alumni. Him and his sibling Trickkit.
Yet he still hadn’t spoken the things he thought at all.
While Trickkit found its voice when they were still squeaky and wobbly, he had not.
It was. Scary. Terrifying to face the truth of his heart. Especially as his pops Pumpkinpail had told him so many stories of his real dad. How much they looked alike. He didn’t want to turn from his dad. But he wasn’t like him. Not in every way at least.
He was. Not a he. A she. A molly. How much he wanted to be a sister, to be a granddaughter. He was a mirror of the cat he never got to meet, and he felt so close to his dad when he saw his face in the puddles around camp, to get a glimpse into his lost papas life- to be the reflection of the tom that every cat knew and cared for. A part of him knew that none would be rude or deny him accepting himself. Yet it still felt so selfish. So wasteful. To toss away the scraps he got from his father set in his blood. It was- it was rude. It was practically mocking! He would be spitting on what the stars gave him! He was so. So. So-
“EEP!!” Treatkit cried at the shock of a warm nose nudging his cheek.
The silver speckled senior flinched back from the sudden noise that broke the perfect peace that was the morning. Immediately Treatkit apologized profusely for the shock, even if the other cat was the one to scare him.
Riverwrath muttered his own back and a spark of guilt gripped his stomach at being upset at the mediator for just coming over to him.
A cloud of curiosity misted over the other cats foggy eyes.
“Whatcha thinking bout kid? Nervous for ya ceremony?” His voice was low but clear. With the same cut-off end of words always present in the old cat's speech. Even so it made him want to spill every thought that had stung his mind since he was young. Maybe that’s why he was chosen to be a mediator.
Treatkit realized he was just staring at the speckled tabby tom and had to bite back another apology. Didn’t want to be annoying.
“A little nervous but I’ve always wanted to get out there. To be just like my papa yknow- learn something good.” He said clearly but faltered on his father’s mention.
“Pops tells me all the time about him. Look up to my dad a lot. I have his pelt yknow! I mean of course you know, you knew him- but Pumpkinpail’s alway mentioned it. Spitting image of him…”
Riverwrath let the younger’s words settle for several seconds before looking out where the other was. Out into the blurry forest they’d lived in for so long. While Treatkit couldn’t read his mind he had this twitch in the back of his tongue. As if telling him to say something. Do something besides… stare.
“Yer papa was a selfless soul. See that in ya a lot little look alike-“ the elders' eyes looked at a particular tree, tracing it up and down before continuing to speak. Even as Treatkit waited anxiously to hear anything about his own dad.
“But ya also got yer mother in ya. See it in ya face. The way you’d two listen and latch onta things. Evens when ya was so small. Practically raised that pipsqueak myself with how much she’d stalk me.” He laughed at the memories of the mother he didn’t know much about, clearly seeing the kit that was his mom in his own mind. Or maybe in the spot Treatkit took up.
Treatkit listened harder than he had ever before. His mom. Pops had few stories of her. Apparently she wasn’t too into others' hearts like his dad was. But just like him she had disappeared. Gone into the fog like so many.
“Ya know she’d get so lost in her own shell. I took time trying to crack inta it I’ll tell ya that! She was something special.”
A smile pulled at the usually stoney faced senior and Treatkit ended up leaning closer, just in case the cat whispered.
Good thing he did, as Riverwrath’s gravely tone got much much quieter. “But the cat she became once she spoke startled us all. She was truthful. Her words were practically meals with how much meaning she packed into them. No one would’ve known though.. until she opened up-“
“-What I’m trying to say is, whatever it is, whatever got ya mind in a twist, ya don’t have to unravel it alone. Speaking about yerself will loosen that knot a whole lot trust me kiddo. Did it myself when I was bout yer age. Tacked on the title of a tom and been one since. As did yer mother, though when she was older. She came to me and said she wasn’t no son of mine and we said it to every other cat till they got it right!”
And then back to silence. It wasn’t the tense kind like before. It wasn’t making his stomach turn anymore. Instead it filled him with a kindling that’d he had never felt before those words brought him alive.
With a clearing of his throat,
And a rest of his head against the other cats side,
He said it. Just like his mother had many many moons before.
I wanna know about Howlsnout her name intrigues me
Howlsnout is, quite possibly, the most complex character in the Clan currently. She has the most going for here while also having so little, and I am so excited to further explore her and her actions.
Howlsnout!
A former warrior of SapClan and the only Dark Forest trainee who came out of the Final Battle alive, Howlsnout ended up switching sides from the dead to the living solely for her own self-preservation, as it became clear as the battle raged on that the spirits were targeting the living they had trained as well. To die would to ruin all of her ambitions and wipe clean her training, and she wasn’t fond of that idea.
While her new Clanmates are acutely aware of her initial betrayal, it was only by the grace of Howlsnout’s father, Pumpkindust, that she wasn’t immediately driven off or killed. He vouched heavily for his daughter, pleading with the rest of EchoesClan, saying that if their families were still alive, wouldn’t they, too, try everything in their power to keep them close and safe after the horrors they had all witnessed? Howlsnout is still a little kit in her father’s eyes, but she has little issue using that to her utmost advantage — And it seemed to work out just fine for her, at the end of the day… Whistlestar, the sap, was too emotional for his own good and allowed her to stay, convincing the rest of the Clan to allow the same.
Except for Drizzlesplash… But what good is a mediator to a Clan already broken beyond repair, anyway? How pathetic.
Her prefix, Howl-, was an homage to her dame, Bumbleback, and her suffix, -snout, indicates her skill at both tracking and hunting.
In a world of twisting mists and mysterious disappearances, the Creeping Clans have long stayed settled in their halves of the hallow they’ve called home.
Following the cats of Lanternclan, who reside in a warm hazy cave littered with crunchy leaves and dappled sunshine, under their new leader Webstar who’s struggling with problems no leader before her has had to handle- from their snake fanged neighbors Skeletonclan to their dwindling ranks- no star above can break in to see what lies before their kin below. All will wait on borrowed breath at the edge of extinction itself. Maybe life was never meant to stay in this increasingly dark place…
Asks are always open! Questions about the characters that cross into spoiler territory may be left unanswered until it’s no longer a spoiler, but if not a spoiler then I’ll answer when I can.
Allegiances; M0 - M12
Major Events Masterlist
Leftover List
First Update -> Newest Update
The way this story is told will be a mix of writing out events, small comics, and drawings to bring life to their world. They’re also impacted by outside “forces” of sorts (y’all basically) who may twist things around a tad. May this be through theories on hinted events, spoilers spied into, or casting on a particularly paws on case via a poll.
All decided trials are final.
I do event updates based on how important they are. Null moons are skipped over and Big Moons may take up multiple updates.
Rules that I play by:
Choices are chosen based on a cats personality even if it puts them at greater risk
If the clan gets too bloated a blood moon will be called upon to wipe away a mass of cats
Tweaking of files is only done if it is for the better of the story
Same sex couples can have biological kits bc it’s weird here :)
All lost cats will have a death roll every moon they are gone
In a dramatic enough event a leader may lose all of their remaining lives, decided through either a official trial OR random chance
How did you come up with the previous clans names? I like they’re vibes and the way they all connect together
It’s an homage to my other, personal Clangen save, EvergreenClan, which was the first save where drama really picked itself up and kicked off - which I hope to replicate in EchoesClan!
The original four Clans - LeafClan, SapClan, BarkClan, and TwigClan - were all linked together by the forest, and thought to be “four parts of the same tree”, but with the forest’s current charred state, it wouldn’t have been the best look to try and salvage the original Clans with so few members, as well as the fact that there’s. Y’know. No trees around to name themselves after lol
Before the Final Battle, Fircrawl was a warrior. All of the previous clerics were specifically targeted by the undead, but when the founders of EchoesClan came together, she was chosen specifically due to her youth (she’s currently the youngest of the Clan) as well as her keen eye and creativity. Out of the remaining cats, who were all primarily skilled warriors with poor bedside manners and worse tempers, she was the natural best choice - even if she’s somewhat conflicted about it.
Fircrawl was originally of LeafClan, alongside Drizzlesplash and Coldfog, though she’s not particularly very close to either of them. She and Coldfog are very distantly related, so she regards him with the most patience despite his standoffish nature, knowing him the best out of the rest of her Clanmates (even Drizzlesplash). She was also one of the loudest survivors to vote Whistlestar as their new leader, as not only was he in his golden years with a plethora of experience, but he was also the sole survivor of his former Clan, and thus would be unbiased towards his new, fellow EchoesClanners.
Overall, Fircrawl is a level-headed if not easily nervous gal with a tendency to overthink. Despite this, she sincerely does have the best intentions for her new Clan in mind, and while she’s not completely confident in her new role as cleric, she’s steeled herself to do her best for the whole of her Clan - no matter what.
Her prefix, Fir-, indicates her gray, spiky fur, and her suffix, -crawl, indicates her cautious nature.
chosen one not as in the one the prophecy foretold but as in lamb to the slaughter. as in the only person both brave and foolish enough to do it. chosen one as in sculpted, molded to be the perfect sacrifice to something expertly, divinely crafted to annihilate you wholly and surely. chosen one as in taken away. chosen one as in death sentence. chosen one as in goodbye
In the dead of night, spirits and souls, ghosts and wraiths, rose on the hottest night of the year to attack and slaughter the four Clans of BarkClan, LeafClan, TwigClan, and SapClan. These spirits almost succeeded, but before they could, a great blaze struck the forest, so hot, fierce, and bright that it ended up razing the forest and banishing the spirits once again. The fire was their saving grace, the spark for a new beginning, however…
With their homes, Clans, families, and loved ones now gone, the few survivors gathered. Many believed they were doomed, and without hope - but as many warriors are, they were stubborn, and firmly fixated on survival. They gathered together, wiping clean the code that allowed so many negative spirits to form and fester into bloodlusting phantoms, with the understanding that a new code would be born through their own experiences. A far kinder code that allowed more room for survival, happiness, and for understanding.
With this new ideal, they settled together to become a Clan once more, surviving alone but proud, and naming themselves EchoesClan, for they are the echoes of what was lost, and the last remaining of what once was.
ALLEGIANCES
LEADER: WHISTLESTAR — A long-furred, lean pale gray mackerel-tabby tom with sage-colored eyes. Originally of TwigClan.
DEPUTY: KESTRELSNOW — A tall dark brown ticked-tabby tom with vitiligo and hazel eyes. Originally of BarkClan.
CLERIC: FIRCRAWL — A small, long-legged dark gray-and-white molly with green-yellow eyes. Originally of LeafClan.
MEDIATOR: DRIZZLESPLASH — A thickset, thick-furred silver agouti-tabby molly with pale yellow eyes. Originally of LeafClan.
WARRIORS:
LIZARDFLICK — A skinny dark brown-and-white agouti-tabby molly with emerald eyes. Originally of BarkClan.
PUMPKINDUST — A massive, round, long-furred ginger-and-white tom with gray eyes. Originally of SapClan.
COLDFOG — A small, skinny white jack with heterochromatic sunlit-ice-and-hazel eyes. Originally of LeafClan.
HOWLSNOUT — A muscular, long-furred brown molly with ginger tortie patches and gray eyes. Originally of SapClan.
GRAYBURR — A fluffy white molly with a gray chest and Heather blue eyes. Originally of BarkClan.
APPLESNAP — A round, sleek dark ginger ticked-tabby tom with pale green eyes and a burnt tail. Originally of SapClan.
RULES
Game Settings
☆ Allow Mass Extinction Events
☆ Cats Will Never Retire Due to a Permanent Condition
☆ Allow Leaders to Automatically Choose a New Deputy
☆ Disable Experience-Based Apprentice Graduation
☆ Randomize Relationship Values When Creating Clan
☆ Allow Affairs
☆ Allow Unmated Cats to Have Offspring
☆ Disable Romantic Interactions with Former Mentors and Cousins
☆ Same Sex Couples Cannot have Kits; Adoption, Surrogacy, or “Honor Siring” May Happen
Story Elements
☆ [Moonkitti Mediator Rule] A single mediator will be chosen per Clan, and there will never be more than one mediator. When the current mediator dies or retires, a new mediator will be selected from those who could be best for the job.
☆ [SeedClan Assessment Rule] Immediately after receiving their full name, new warriors are sent on a solo mission (patrol) to “prove that they deserve their name”. Proceed is always chosen, no matter what.
☆ [Re-Naming] After being involved in or surviving a great event, a cat may be renamed accordingly.
Other
☆ Medicine Cats are now known as Clerics.
☆ Queens are now known as Nurses.
☆ Toms continue to be known as Toms. She-Cats are now known as Mollies. Nonbinary Cats are now known as Jacks.
☆ Decisions to proceed, do not proceed, or antagonize during events is decided by the cat's personality type.
EchoesClan’s Code
☆ [Year 1, Moon 0] Law of Slaughter – No EchoesClan cat can kill another of their Clan. While their founders may have once been enemies, as times pass, it should be accepted that they are all one, and of the same loyalty.
☆ [Year 1, Moon 0] Law of Synergy – All of EchoesClan must work together and remain open and understanding to all in order to live, learn, and thrive.
