🎭 Does your clan have any specific traditions, rituals, or holidays?
Many of CloverClan's traditions are carried over from the original Clan they split off from. It's typical for family to bury family, to give them a chance for final goodbyes, with medics only stepping in to bury the dead if there is truly no living family to do the job. This differs from the canon, where (if I recall right) it's the elders who bury the dead.
Another tradition is that it's the leader who does the final assessment for apprentices about to graduate, not the mentor. After all, it's a chance for the leader to see for themselves if a cat is ready for their warrior name instead of just relying on the word of the mentor. It's usually quite stressful for the apprentices!
I had some questions I wanted to edit, some I wanted to add, so here’s round 2 of the Clangen Ask Game! Most are phrased in reference to clangen comics or fan writing, but this can apply to whatever clangen/clangen-adjacent media you create!
For the cats, please include a cat you’d like to answer
🎨 Favorite Hobbies?
🌙 Heavy or light sleeper, what are their dreams like?
🐀 Favorite Prey?
🌿 Favorite herb?
🎉 Favorite Holiday/Seasonal Event?
👯 Wild circle of friends, or a few close ones? Who’s their best friend?
🌳 What does their family tree look like?
⚡️Special powers or abilities?
🌷Quirks or other mannerisms?
🎯 What do their life goals look like? Deputy, Leader, Medcat, a family?
🏠 Would they ever consider becoming a kittypet?
🐾 What do they think of nearby clans/groups?
🪲What do they value the most?
🌲Favorite location on the territory?
🌧️ Favorite weather?
🧹 Favorite and least favorite clan task/chore/patrol?
🙀What do they fear the most?
✨ What is their relationship with StarClan like?
🍀Secret they’re hiding?
For the clan
🏞️ How did your clan start?
📜 How does your clan’s warrior code differ from other clans?
🎭 Does your clan have any specific traditions, rituals, or holidays?
🌌 Does your clan believe in StarClan, or another sort of afterlife?
💥 What’s the most dramatic event in your clan’s history?
🗿 Does your clan have any important or physical artifacts they keep?
🗣️ Which cat is the biggest gossip in the clan?
👑 Your leader and deputy disappear into thin air, who takes over?
⚔️ Who is the best and worst fighter in the clan?
🐾 Best and worst hunter?
🌟 Which cat has the strongest StarClan/Dark Forest connections?
🔮 Which cat is the most superstitious?
⚰️ What are your clan’s death rituals?
🛡How does your clan choose new deputies?
🌠 Are there any cats in your clan who don’t believe in StarClan?
🐱 Who are some of the cats outside the clan, and what is the clan’s relationship with them?
💔 Which cats have the most complicated relationship with each other?/make you go feral?
🎆What do omens/messages from StarClan look like to your cats?
For the World
🗺️ What does the territory look like? Any unique landmarks?
🐇 What are typical prey you’d find in the territory? Rare or unusual prey?
🐺Typical predators?
🦌 Are there animals that the clan can’t or won’t hunt?
🏘️ What is the twoleg activity like?
⚠️ Are there any dangerous areas cats have to avoid?
🏵Areas that are considered cursed or sacred? Your clan’s equivalent to Moonstone/Moonpool?
🌋 What sort of natural disasters happen here, any that have significantly changed the landscape?
❄️ What is the most challenging season for your clan?
🪴What herbs are most important to your med cats? Rare or magical herbs unique to your world?
🪵 What natural resources does your clan collect for tools, rituals, decoration, etc.?
For the Author
✍️ What inspired you to make your clangen comic/ other media?
⏩ How far ahead do you play in clangen? How far ahead do you draw/write?
📝 What do your notes look like?
⏳ What sort of deadlines or rituals do you follow to keep yourself on schedule?
⛔️How long are you planning on making your comic? For as long as you feel like it, or is there a set end?
🎲 How close to “canon” clangen RNG do you follow?
🔄Do you let clangen fully control names, or do you interfere? Where do you get inspiration for names for warriors and kittypets?
❔Do you have any suggestions for people looking to start their own clangen blogs?
💘 Any cats you ship? Any non-canon/crackship/oddball pairs?
™️Who is your saddest little guy?
😻Which cat would you steal to be your kittypet irl?
🐈 Are there any characters currently based on your irl pets?
🌀Out of context spoilers/WIP?
🏔Lore you’ve been wanting to share but haven’t gotten a chance to?
✏️Who’s your favorite character to draw/write?
❤️ Which character does the audience seem to love that you weren’t expecting?
🌍 What are some of your irl inspirations for the lore/worldbuilding of your comic?
💭 Fan theories or headcanons you love? How much does audience interaction change the events of the comic?
🤝 If you could collab with any other clangen creator (or just want to shout out your favorites), who would it be?
This also might just be me, but be sure to give your favorite creators time to draw or write their responses! Don’t be discouraged if it takes a minute
Yeah, I might have lied. Well, I'm doing a test run to see how I feel about it. Unfortunately, I don't have any records prior to moon 93, so uh. This is where we have to start.
-Her warrior name was Buzzardfern. She was deputy to Cloverstar, but killed him and took off with with a small group of loyalists to form her own CloverClan in a Twoleg dump.
-Was mates with Dartknoll, who was also her first deputy.
-Killed a kittypet named Bass and stole her three kits. Brownpaw died young, but Hopeknoll and Feathermeadow became warriors.
-She had a habit of punishing/fighting anyone who challenged her. She usually got her lackey Darkwind to help her, but after Darkwind died she would demand whoever was nearby to help her deliver punishment.
Bleakkit glances up at Poppymeadow as he curls up next to Chasingkit and Brownkit, his dad's ginger striped pelt gleaming in the gloom of the nursery. He longs to go outside and stretch his legs in the warm newleaf sun, but unfortunately the disappearance of his brother Yarrowkit has prompted all the kits still in camp to be confined to the nursery while a search is carried out.
"Let us out! It's boring in here!" Bleakkit's demand is echoed from the next nest over by Cragkit, the gray and white kit scrambling to try and slip out even as her mother Silentkestrel tugs her back. Poppymeadow glances over at Silentkestrel, shooting her a worried glance before curling more closely around Bleakkit and his brothers.
"You'll be let out as soon as your father finds Yarrowkit." Poppymeadow's voice is even but carries an edge Bleakkit hasn't heard often before. He's tense, glancing nervously at the nursery entrance and tail flicking away even as he tries to keep calm, and something about his behaviour has Bleakkit on edge.
"I snuck out last moon and there was nothing dangerous out there, dad. It's just grass and stuff!" Chasingkit cuts in, his mostly white tail lashing in annoyance. "Yarrowkit's probably fine-"
"You were brought back before a fox or a wolverine could get you." Poppymeadow interrupts Chasingkit, licking him between his two massive ears. "There are reasons why kits aren't allowed out of camp."
"I don't know why we gotta be in here, though. It's 'stay in camp', not 'stay in the nursery'." Brownkit mutters, peering out of the nest. "We'll be apprentices in a moon anyway, then you won't be able to keep us in here."
"Oh! Will you get a ceremony like...like Brownwatcher?" Cragkit pipes up, listening from beside Silentkestrel.
"Idiot, Brownwatcher had an elder ceremony!" Chasingkit yells back, eyes glinting with mockery despite Poppymeadow trying to hush him. "We'll get apprentice ceremonies!"
"Yeah, you should know which ceremony is which! Isn't Pigeonstar your dad?!" Brownkit joins in, backing up Chasingkit in yelling at Cragkit even as she tears up in response.
"Hey, be nice to Cragkit-" Poppymeadow's warning is cut off by sudden wails from out in the camp. For a second, all in the nursery is still, Poppymeadow and Silentkestrel both going ominously quiet at the racket, then Bleakkit uses the opportunity to slip out into camp before anyone can stop him.
Outside is confusion, cats staring at the entrance of the camp as Runningstreak stumbles into camp. For a second, Runningstreak doesn't do anything, his chest heaving and eyes wide as he carries a lump of grey fur in his mouth, but then he diverts towards the medicine clearing, barrelling past his milling Clanmates without a word. Bleakkit only hesitates for a moment before rushing after his father, his long fur bushed out with confusion as he scrambles to see what's going on.
"...found him like this under one of those poisonous bushes! Please, help him!" Runningstreak's voice filters into hearing range as Bleakkit creeps down the path to the medicine clearing. As he peeks into the clearing, a small space ringed by Twoleg trash and overshadowed by a great sheet of some rippled Twoleg made material, he can see Runningstreak pleading to Tawnyspot and Raggedpad, the grey lump of fur he was carrying now laid out on the ground. Raggedpad bends down to sniff the lump, one white paw nudging at it-
-and then Bleakkit suddenly realizes that it isn't just a lump of fur, it's-
"Yarrowkit!" Bleakkit rushes into the clearing, ignoring Runningstreak's shocked yelp as he scrambles to his brother's side. Yarrowkit is still, his yellow eyes wide and staring. Bleakkit thinks he sees flecks of red at Yarrowkit's mouth, but Raggedpad steps forward and snatches his scruff before he can look closer.
"Lemme go! I wanna talk to Yarrowkit!" Bleakkit wriggles, his hindquarters dragging on the ground, but Raggedpad is stronger, keeping her grip on his scruff as she drags him out. It's only once they're back in the main clearing that Raggedpad releases him, dropping him just as Poppymeadow, Chasingkit, and Brownkit rush up.
"What's going on, Raggedpad?" Poppymeadow speaks first, bending down to sniff at Bleakkit as he shakes himself off. Raggedpad in turn leans in to mutter into Poppymeadow's ear, glancing briefly at Bleakkit and his brothers as she does so.
"You okay, Bleakkit? Why were you in the medicine clearing?" Chasingkit asks, but Bleakkit is too busy watching Poppymeadow to answer. For a second, Poppymeadow goes still, his ears pinned to his head and eyes wide, then he lets out a sharp, desperate wail and charges for the medicine clearing himself.
"Dad, wait! What's wrong?" Brownkit goes to run after Poppymeadow, his brown and white pelt bushing out in confusion, only for Raggedpad to step in his path.
"Come on, back to the nursery with all three of you." Raggedpad's voice is noticeably strained, her tail twitching as she herds Bleakkit, Chasingkit, and Brownkit back towards the nursery despite all three kits complaints. It's only when they're back in the dim light of the den, with Silentkestrel blocking the path out so that Raggedpad can return to the medicine clearing, that Chasingkit, Brownkit, and Cragkit finally turn to question Bleakkit.
"What's going on? Why's everyone upset?" Cragkit asks first, leaning in from where she's cuddled next to Silentkestrel so that Bleakkit can clearly see the grey shooting star shaped mark on her side.
"Yeah, what's going on? You saw what was in the medicine clearing!" Brownkit leans in, invading Bleakkit's space in his desire to know. "Tell us!"
"...I dunno. Papa brought Yarrowkit back, but..."
"Yarrowkit's back?! Where is he?" Chasingkit sits bolt upright, looking around as if Yarrowkit might charge into the nursery at any moment.
"He's in the medicine clearing. Tawnyspot and Raggedpad were looking at him, and Papa was really upset." Bleakkit twitches one ear, not sure what to make of what he saw. "Papa said he found Yarrowkit under a poisonous bush-"
"-Okay, Bleakkit! How about I tell you all a story?" Silentkestrel cuts in, her voice strained even as she gestures to get the attention of the kits. "Have you heard the story of how CloverClan came to be?"
Bleakkit claws at the bedding as Silentkestrel launches into the story, tail lashing in frustration. Something's wrong, something about Yarrowkit has all of the adults on edge, but Bleakkit can't say what it is. Looking around, he can see all the other kits can tell too, his brothers still shooting him and Silentkestrel glances while Cragkit just blinks in confusion at the sudden interruption.
Thinking back, he recalls Yarrowkit was still in a way he's never seen before, still in a way that not even sleeping cats are. It puts Bleakkit ill at ease, but with no way to leave the nursery or make Silentkestrel tell him what's wrong, he forces himself to listen to the story.
That night, as the stars of Silverpelt ride high in the sky, Bleakkit and his brothers huddle together near Yarrowkit's body.
Chasingkit sniffles, his green eyes clouded with sadness as he huddles up to Bleakkit's side. Brownkit, meanwhile, is just quiet, ears pinned to his head as he stares at Yarrowkit's body. Not far off, Bleakkit can see the deputy Luci-Purrpelt muttering something to Runningstreak, her pale golden pelt rippling in sadness as Runningstreak nods.
"How are you holding up?" Bleakkit flinches as Poppymeadow comes up behind him, his tail twitching.
"Why can't Yarrowkit be with us?! Why'd he have to go to StarClan?!" Brownkit snaps out, voice cracking as he whips around to glare at Poppymeadow. "He- we were all gonna be apprentices next moon! We were gonna train together!"
Chasingkit just snuffles again, prompting Bleakkit to cuddle closer to his side. At first, Poppymeadow doesn't answer, instead wordlessly sitting down next to the three kits and curling his ginger tail around them.
"...Sometimes, these things happen. Accidents happen, and..." Poppymeadow trails off, blinking back tears and looking skyward before continuing. "...and we get called to StarClan. Yarrowkit is safe there, waiting for us now."
"...Do you think he misses us, like we miss him?" Bleakkit asks, staring up at the stars too. It's better than looking at Yarrowkit, laying too still in the dirt, his grey and white fur groomed too neatly and smelling of mint.
"I can't say. Perhaps he's up there with Sagekit, playing with him." Bleakkit blinks at the mention of Poppymeadow's brother, who died of greencough as a kit, but before he can question him soft pawsteps behind him signal the arrival of Runningstreak.
"They doing okay, Poppy?" Runningstreak leans in to gently lick Poppymeadow behind the ear, earning a sigh from him in return.
"They're holding up. We should have been more careful, after Chasingkit snuck out last moon-"
"Not in front of them." Runningstreak shakes his head, gesturing with his pale grey tipped tail at Bleakkit and his brothers. "They're hurting too."
"I know." For a moment, Poppymeadow goes silent, ears flat, then he's suddenly burying his face into Runningstreak's side, orange mingling with white as he lets out a muffled sob.
"Hey, easy. Easy." Runningstreak leans in to lick Poppymeadow's head again, gently gesturing for the still sniffling kits to snuggle in, and then it's just a mingled lump of orange, grey, brown, and white fur as the family huddles together under the stars.
I'm making a blog to contain my Clangen related posts (highkey inspired by @mammoth-clangen and @fallenclan!) No comics, but I do have reference sheets and fanfic!
Anyway uh have the OG CloverClan leader Cloverstar. In game he was the 'StarClan guide' that the game generates for you at the start, and he was in fact generated as a leader so you know I had to lore that in-
His lore is that he was murdered by his deputy Buzzardfern, who then took off with a group of loyalists to form her own CloverClan in a Twoleg trash dump. Cloverstar now hangs out in StarClan, and still keeps watch over the splinter CloverClan, since that is still the Clan he started.
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