Moon updates will be slow
I hyperfixate on different stuff sometimes
And I procrastinate alot too...
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SpiderClan, Cunning, Wasteland
The other clans bordering SpiderClan are:
AntClan, Stoic, Tunnels
@snailclangen, Proud, Ruins
You can call me Antsy, Fox or Swatch, He/It, Ill be 20yrs old very soon
You can find my other socials on my strawpage
Im not much of a writer, but im trying my best
My favorite cat in this clan so far is Dropletpaw
Hey Nogii! Its good to see you/spiderclan around again! I love this comic and I wanted to ask, how do you go about character design? Especially working with colour palettes (riftstars design is beautiful and I have no idea how you managed to work dropletpaws, i couldnt if i tried designing her)
-wtclangen main :D
If i had a proper answer, i would love to tell you, but lets take Dropletpaw as an example, shes the second cat to have been designed (if i ignore Riftstars prototype) and well i only had her kit sprite to work with! It barely shows thats shes meant to have stripes on the ginger patches- I DIDNT NOTICE IT BACK THEN and now shes got solid ginger patches instead
i wasnt paying attention to the details when i started this
Ill pay attention to the next designs i make, i didnt even read what fur lenght the cats were meant to have, but i love what i came up with anyway so it doesnt matter
Woah whats this my pen is slipping-
Oh no! it looks like ive accidently drawn your cats!
My pen be running off and doing whatever it feels likes sometimes
Hate when this happens
To be real for a second, i didnt have enough motivation to draw Barleyleaf twice, sorry! I swear i really wanted to!!
I hope you have a great day Catlatch, thanks for being awesome
THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR THE SUGGESTIONS <3 i now present my 500 follower celebratory wall of kitties. everyone has such amazing designs and styles, I hope I did your characters justice!!
I am FREAKING OUT RN LOOK AT HER SHES SO CUTEEE
And i recognise some other ocs too.. like Foxpoppy, Slumberpoppy, Shiverstep, Snowcover, Fogfreckle annnd i need to go check out the other ones ASAP!!!
I love Gloomclan omg.. i went through all the moons because i found out about it through being MENTIONED which was completly unexpected, and arghhh everyone in this clangen community is so coool, congrats on 500 followers!! :3
Crowtail was a medicine cat to another clan, but left it alongside others who didnt like the new leaders ways
He got separated from the group after being swept by a river while trying to save his mate
He presumes she drowned as he found her scarf not too far from where he woke up, so he made a grave for her by the river and wrapped her scarf around the cross
He has been wandering as a loner for a moon
He really struggles catching anything for himself and probably wouldnt make it another moon, especially because leafbare just started, which is why he was desperate to join the first clan he came across
He is 25 moons old as of moon 9
I made this reference EXACTLY last year, or like 3 days from now it'll be a year, so thats fun!
Expect future references to not follow this style anymore
I use the same brush as i used to
But the canvas is no longer 500 x 500
Its 1500 x 1500 now
SpiderClan welcomes Squirrelbite (11m) as a warrior, honoring his spirit
Olivebloom (15m) is honored for her devotion and welcomed as a medicine cat
Waterzoom (44m) is kitsitting Thistlekit (5m) for the day despite her broken back still not having healed
Squirrelbite finds a loner trespassing on Spiderclan territory
The stranger immediately falls under pressure and begs for mercy
He says that he doesnt know how to hunt or fight but can help the clan with his healing skills
Its not noticeable, theres just a little change in the inner ear and eye color!
My friend threatened asked me to doodle them so i did!
The doodles dont mean anything its just testing their design with my extremely glitchy tablet, idk why its acting up 💔
I do like their design now, still tho making them leader was a rash decision on my part, they shouldnt be one- Starclan please fire them
Tempted to make their pronouns He/She/They
I originally wanted to include more character interactions here, but after 12 pages I am ready to move on to the next moon.. so there will just be one more page to finish off Moon 26!
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Moon 309 of @fallenclan DEVASTATED ME-
Heres fanart of their clangen ocs
I focus on specific family trees, those being Mossfrogs and Troutspeckles, which actually merged twice since Littleleaf & Moorthistle AND Ravenstar & Finchbeak became couples
Heres Canarywish wherever she is, hopefully on her way back to Fallenclan, i put alot of effort into this im pretty happy with it
(PLEASE COME BACK HOME)
Heres Littleleaf in Starclan seeing Daisyfreckle for the first time, at least thats what i wish for him, unless Starclan cats do not regain vision, then hes simply happy to hear her again!
Theres also his parents, grumpy ol Gyoza and Troutspeckle
Then i wanted to draw Cloudtuft, Finchbeak & Blossomfur grieving for their two lost siblings, but- i couldnt figure it out so i settled with this instead
Just Moorthistle & Ficklefern halfbodies with some shading practice, they are cuties
I forgot to post it woops
Heres Waterzooms reference, theres no spoilers.
Shes currently 42 moons old as of Moon 7, much older than everyone else so far.
She might die from her injuries, just as much as she might survive!
She was formerly a loner, I took her sprite and name from one of my previous clangen playthroughs, I was really attached to Waterzoom in it so i thought I might as well bring her to SpiderClan, for however long she gets- Hopefully she makes it!!
Morningspot and Perchpaw go out on patrol. All of a sudden, they hear a bone chilling sound. It was hoarse, loud and frantic. It stopped, then began again, on repeat. It sounded like Talontooth.
The two cats rushed towards the noise, and out near the border they saw...Talontooth? Morningspot freezes in fear. As Perchpaw sees her Clanmate, she rushes down the hill, saying she'll help. Morningspot is frozen in place before she finally manages to burst out a warning found too late: "Perchpaw, no! That's not him!" [SKILL REVEAL: FORMIDABLE FIGHTER]
(Morningspot, warrior, female, 14 moons. Nervous.)
(Perchpaw, apprentice, female, 7 moons. Adventurous)
(A Fake Cat. Burn the bodies, lest they stand up again.)
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Morningspot's body was burning and her lungs were heaving. She couldn't stop. She couldn't, couldn't, couldn't. Pain surged whenever she landed on her front right paw. Her legs were stained black and red. She felt a mixture of saliva and viscera roll down her chin as she panted; the weight of Perchpaw on her back hindering her sprint. The only thing that prevented her from falling apart was Perchpaw's faint breathing - a strangled snore against the apprentice's now-broken jaw and lolling tongue.
That was not Talontooth.
Adrenaline and pure terror drove her back to safety. Her body knew its way to camp without looking.
The wet, muddy ground transformed into a padded, clear path. She heard the morning bustle of cats.
Then she heard screaming.
Someone had jumped down to help her back into camp. Other cats stirred into action. Terror lit the clan like cloud-parted sunshine.
Perchpaw needed help. She needed help. That's all she could think.
"Help," Morningspot's voice caught in her throat, ragged. "She needs help."
Morningspot heard a despairing, anguished wail.
Olive.
She heard Branchpaw calling her sister's name in desperation.
Redstar barked orders. Words fell around her in disjointed, horrified cacophony. Her vision was crystal clear, and completely blind. Her body was stretched across time and crushed into a singular point.
"Foxdung, foxdung, oh - Morningspot, give her here - "
"M-Mama?"
"Airkit, come here - "
"That's Woodcrawler blood, no mistaking it."
"Morningspot, are you injured? What happened?"
"Morningspot?"
The molly couldn't feel her legs. Her heart was thundering yet silent.
"Morningspot, is it following you?"
She remembered the feeling of her claws raking against the once-stomach of a cat she knew. She remembered the sensation of dry fur, then tissue-thin flesh, and then wet viscera drenched in mud.
The arteries were roots.
"No," her voice said feebly. "No. He's gone."
"He?....Oh…oh no, Morningspot, no, don't tell me…oh no…"
"...M-Morningspot…please, very quickly, are you hurt?"
Her right paw throbbed.
She could barely bring herself to shake her head. Who was asking? Who was speaking to her? Where was she?
Her adrenaline was absorbed into the wet grass. Her legs trembled. Her paws were red and black.
The memory of Talonkit's blue eyes were looking up at her in mirth as he roughhoused and pinned her down, declaring himself the winner.
The memory of Talonpaw looking stunned, then ecstatic as she successfully defeated him in training.
Talontooth laughing and jokingly rising up on his hind legs as though he was going to obnoxiously tackle her again like in their youth.
Her claws reached out to gouge his exposed stomach. Small vines thrashed and released Perchpaw, startled.
His eyes were holes. Roots writhed under the skin of his jaw. The muscles contorted and convulsed like tangled strings failing to be pulled by its puppeteer.
That was not Talontooth.
Morningspot sank to the floor. Her claws were unsheathed as she started hyperventilating. She raked her paws over her face. Mud and blood leaked down her forehead. She heard voices. Tom. Molly. Kit. Repeating her name. Morning. Morning. Morning.
The image of that thing was imprinted in her memory. Stiff, unnatural, apathetic to who it once was. It wore his skin.
It didn't even turn towards them when they saw him. He just kept screaming into nothing.
"HELP! HELP ME! SOMEBODY! HEEEEELP! SOMEBODY!"
The pain and terror in his voice did not match how he stood wooden and unflinching. His jaw moved mechanically. Like the camp gate opening and shutting under the rope pulleys.
That was not Talontooth.
She howled as every single memory she held of her best friend was tainted by those black eyes. His eyes were blue. His eyes were blue. All of her memories left them with gaping holes.
That was not Talontooth. That was NOT Talontooth.
She couldn't hear her thoughts above the wailing of her own screams.
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Morningspot can't stop screaming. By the time she does, everyone is taught - or reminded - of the nightmare that are Fake Cats. Morningspot has nightmares for several days.
While out hunting with Dropletpaw (8m) near the SnailClan border, Squirrelpaw (10m) gets caught in a landslide!
Thankfully, Dropletpaw is quick to act and frees him, leaving him uninjured.
Riftstar (17m) finds an injured cat on the thunderpath and takes her back to camp to be treated by the medicine cat.
The grateful cat decides to join the Clan!
Waterzoom (42m) has a broken bone.
Tremblefoot sends an omen of things to come to Thistlekit (3m).
Lilykit (3m) asks Olivepaw (13m) questions about StarClan, she gleefully obliges!
Note: The earth was meant to cave in beneath Squirrelpaw but maybe next time ill do it right- (Hopefully there isnt a next time)
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Rosemarykit is now Rosemarypaw!! Her mentor is Pebblestar. Her personality is loyal and she will be so to the clan and will do her best to prove herself
Her self-chosen first task as an apprentice stays true to her being a mossball hunter lol, it’s to bring moss to the elder’s den.
