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I love my cats guys look at them

(Im not dead, just hella deep into artblock)

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Moon 49 (pt6)

i hope everyone saw that coming.

little fun fact abt our world! clan carvings(they can be viewed in here: https://cloververse.carrd.co/) are not only a way of marking territory, and they are viewed with respect and should never be messed with, unless you mean offense. or maybe to send a message-

also new outsiders? [eye emoji]

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Curious as to which of the kitties is your fave to draw? :3

Can be cats from other clans if you want

I love all my kids equally how dare you!!!... having said that-

I definately have:

a cat or two I draw the easiest and the most (Gold and Sage) to the point I often draw them without their references lol

a few cats I love to draw but they are HELL for keeping in model (looking at you, Loaf, Corn and Grouse-) but when I do, it just makes me so happy

a cat that is literally so pretty i feel i shouldnt be allowed to draw and yet i can (Poodle, whom my friend pointed out looks like Dixie from Fox n the Hound 2 and I adore it)

I also have Corn and Oakstar(Birchclan's previous leader, Burdock's father figures) as the duo I draw often. My tragic old gays </3 (under the cut)

one day I need to tell their spinoff story... they make me ill /loving

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I love him so much--

Look at him go.

Wanted to try something akin to an expression study for some of my kitties while i work in the next moons, starting w my pretty (tragic) boi Gold

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“I want more cloververse content!”

I say, before realizing I have to make that content myself

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(Sorry it took me a while, notifications are wonky on my phone fkdjsis)

LOOK AT THE BOI!! Everyone looks very cute, ur art is adorable!!

bit late with this trend, but better late than never!

Captain Cricketstar is from @the-victoria-ship ! the story doesnt have much out yet but i love the artstyle and am super excited to see where it goes!!

Lionpaw is from @briarclan-horror-artlocke which i only just started reading but is super interesting so far 👀

Pansybloom is from @splinterclan which i JUST binged the entirety of and Pansybloom is my favourite character <333

Pinepaw is from @barrenclan which is actually what inspired me to create this comic! (this is technically not a clangen, but i wanted to include it in here since it's still in the same genre)

Gold is from @cloververse which is the clangen run i've been following for the longest in the discord server and inspired me to restart my own loner challenge in there

Sofrito is from @vaporclan which is the clangen COMIC ive been following for the longest in its own discord server i looove sofrito (he sucks but dont tell him that (he already knows))

very excited to see updates for all of the comics in here that r still going!!!!

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Lets pretend I posted this on valentines day for funni timing lmao

Love the Loaf. I think he deserve it.

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I have a lot of free time and a lot of love for ✨ Sagestar, the Young Blessing. ✨

(The digital color testing under the line bc i liked the vibrancy of it)

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Guys they are making the birds into lesbians now

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(credit for the pretty text to my cool friend whom i challenged to write pretty purple prose /silly)

“When the souls of the living pass into the afterlife, the memory of them remains among those who still draw breath, creating visions and apparitions within one’s dreams that are known simply as “Echoes”. Though communication is impossible under normal circumstances, these Echoes serve as the only known way for the living to reach those who have passed. When an Echo is realized within a dream, the souls of these echoed cats shall sense who it is that is remembering them. While it is through these echoes that the living may nourish and sustain the deceased individuals link to the living, know that as one’s memory fades… The Echoes of those fading memories too, shall fade, gradually growing warped and distorted beyond recognition”

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Me: [Sees Starclan] [Throws it out] I will do my own thing >:))

The universe of Cloververse’s afterlife is a somewhat different than the canon and I will elaborate in the future, but basically, the afterlife is a realm called The Beyond, on which souls walk until they fade. Clan cats, being a group focused on keeping memories alive, had enough will to keep going that it manifested in the form of The Silver Fields, where clan souls reside for eternity once they find their way to it. Cats with unfinished ambitious and hateful goals can never find their way to the Fields and find themselves walking the Valley of Shades, from which they can either reflect and change or get increasingly worse.

Hope yall like my worldbuilding as much as I do hehehe (btw i write a lot of shit on my tags just in case yall skip it fkbfsjdb dont know why im like that i just like it ig)

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this seemed on par with the latest moon lol

(the Jentry Chau soundtrack wont leave my head and im okay with that)

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Moon 48 (pt5)

WRITING BELOW THE EXPAND

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"He is alive??” Poodle exclaimed, swatting the half eaten mice away. Trouble winced at the action but remained still, tension radiating throughout her whole body. “Oh that little ungrateful pup… You have been hiding right under our noses all this time, haven’t you…” The fluffy molly growls lowly in the direction of the trees, racking her claws against the mossy stone.

She soon let out a heavy sigh, grooming her claws in frustration. “That won’t do. That won’t do at all.”

Trouble hesitated, aware of the ruthlessness of the Hound’s executioner. Had seen first hand her power. “And what will it be done…?” Not that it was any of her bussiness, but something about seeing the cold and collected cat lose her temper like that was shocking enough to chase away some caution.

Poodle, however, didn’t even grace her with an answer, almost like she had forgotten the cat was even there, licking her paw in thought. “You were his friend once.”

“What?”

“He cared about you.” Poodle turned to face the scruffier cat, a plan clear as day formulating on her eyes. “Did he not?”

“I-if you call what happened caring, maybe love is overrated after all-“ Trouble huffs with fake humor, taking a step back, starting to feel cornered, the tension in the air getting noticeably thicker.

Poodle just laughed, equally mirthless, finally looking back at the other cat, with some sort of pity that one would look at a small kitten with. It set something off in Trouble’s mind immediately. “He tried so hard to keep your little group out of Heller's sight and yet…” She sighed. “He was a naive thing, that one. But determined enough to make every stupid decision in the book before running away. A coward.”

run.

“His heart is his biggest weakness.” Poodle continued, checking on her sharp, unsheathed claws. “Also so easy of a target. You see, it was easy to affect him the first time those he cared about got hurt. I bet this time wont be all that different.”

Run.

“You- You promised we wouldn’t get harmed if I agreed to work for you.” Trouble’s voice was starting to betray it’s shakiness, breath catching on her throat when Poodle leaned forward. “We had a deal.”

“The deal was to keep your sister fed and well trained.” Poodle’s green and blue eyes seemed sharper by each second. “Did you think we had resources to house any and all desperate Strays that come crawling? You know better than that. Or at least I thought you did.”

Run.

“You lied to me—“ Trouble hissed in outrage. “You—“

“Isn’t that what you always tell your fellow rats, love? You can never ever trust a Hound? Why are you even surprised?”

“How do you—“

“I have my ways. Eyes everywhere. Things need to stay in order after all.” She huffed, leaping down from the rock, claws disrupting the muddy soil. “Just like I’m about to find a way to let our dear pup that we miss him.” The look in her mismatched eyes was downright predatory, a simple and unmistakable threat paired with a low laugh that came before every execution. Trouble had only one word blasting through her head as she sprinted in the direction of the dirt road.

Run.

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Moon 48 (4)

Trouble trotted through the soft rained on soil, the mud sticking to her dry paw pads like a soothing balm. Even the dirt road felt nice on her paws, almost relaxing when she crossed through, the smell of fresh rain still sticking to the air. Maybe in another time, when the tears in her eyes weren't quite as stingy and her breathing wasn't coming in short angry bursts, she could have had enjoyed the scenery. It was different than the city. The sounds were not quite as loud, and yet there wasn't even a heartbeat of silence, the air smelled fresh and not as stuffed. And the life. There was a bit of life everywhere she turned, in ways she wasn't quite used to.

But right now, all of that felt like an enticing trap that was out to get her.

How could that coward be alive? After all that happened, his life still fell into the right paths somehow. The blessing of the right birth, she supposed with disdain. Everything has to go right for the Prince and he believes that in every step of his life. That's dangerous for us. Keep an eye on him. Wire had told her once, watching their little siblings play with the odd Hound in the making. At the time she had no idea on how a child could be any danger to them, and as long as he kept them fed and a secret, she was nothing short of content with his constant presence. She even had some tentative hope that he could grow up to do some change.

Oh, how wrong had she been.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud crunch of bones and a chuckle that sent her blood ablaze.

"Someone is in a bad mood." Her voice was full of gently concealed danger, a fake type of sweetness that could almost be believable if you had not seen what she could do. The half eaten mice in front of her missing a head felt oddly like a threat.

"I thought I was meant to scout on my own." Trouble spoke through her teeth. "Isn't that why you send the likes of me around?"

"Well, yes. But you know as much as I do that I wouldn't trust a rat as far as I can chase it."

"What do you want?" Trouble spat.

"Your results. Have you found anything worth the time and food your sister takes from us while you are out and about?"

Trouble growled instinctively. "I did. Something better than what you sent me for. Someone better."

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Moon 48 (3)

So,,, Sagestar came back to camp with company. Bumped into during a patrol near the Dirt Road, and offering a place to stay for the night.

...She doesnt look thrilled to be here that's for sure.

And we wonder why

"You!" Trouble snarled, fur rising and back arched. "What are you doing here?"

"Trouble-" Gold started. This couldn't be happening, not now, not here.

"Is this where you ran off to?" She continued, tail lashing back and forth. "You run away like a coward and find yourself a nice place to start over? How fitting."

"I didn't-"

"No. You don't get to save your own ass now, Retriever. We fucking trusted you. He trusted you. And look where it got him. Guess its true what they say. Never trust a Hound."

She growled and shook her head, hissing in frustration. "Of course you are alive. Why wouldn't you be? After all, everything goes so right for you at the end of things."

Gold's jaw quivers, ears flat against his head. His fur rising to match hers, he hissed lowly. "You don't know that- I never meant to hurt anyone, I thought I could h-"

"Oh, spare me, Prince!" Trouble shouted, the other cats turning their heads to the commotion. Gold could hear the confused murmuring around them, trying to shrink into himself. "You really thought that selling us out would help? How stupid do you think I am?! You only did it save yourself!"

"What's going on here?" Burdock stood up, coming protectively along with Sagestar and Loaf, putting themselves between the two screaming cats. "I need to ask you both to tone it down now."

Trouble looked between them before scoffing. With a mirthless grin, she spoke. "They don't know, do they?"

"…Know what?" Sagestar inquired, giving Gold a suspicious side eye. He looked away with shut eyes.

Trouble laughed dryly, brushing the fur of her forehead and murmuring to herself. "Of course they don't. You are still the same coward after all." With a determined look, she addressed Sagestar with a tight voice. "While I thank you for the offer, I will not be staying here. Not as long as he is also."

In her confusion, the white furred leader simply nodded and watched as the other cat turned around to leave. Gold avoided her gaze and felt the confused stares from the rest of the group as well. His throat felt tight and his heart thundered in his ears. Everything was going so great. Was he never going to escape his past? How foolish of him to ever think so. That he would deserve to be trusted again. "I-"

"My den." Sagestar hissed. "Now."

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Moon 48 (2)

✨TWs: GORE, BODY HORROR, EYES IN PLACES THEY SHOULDN'T BE ✨

"Is there anything wrong, Laurel? You seem… Quieter than usual." Gold asked gently while the two cats made their way to the stream to replenish their moss. It was true, Laurelspots had been acting odd, bringing with her a sad and lost look every now and again since that morning.

Laurelspots sighed heavily, mulling over her own words before turning back to the older tom. "…I had a… Weird dream. No. Not a dream. A nightmare." Looking up at the sky, the molly sat down and fidgeted with her paws against the soft night grass as Gold came to sit by her side, waiting for her to speak.

"I was back at the starry field. The one I remember from another dream. I was yet again alone and there were no stars anywhere to be seen, but I could hear voices coming from somewhere. Howls of fear and pain, begging for help. So many voices. I ran and ran, tried to find the source, but I couldn't find them, until I across a cat that said nothing. It had the golden eyes of a dog and like, even though it was stone still in front of me, its body jerked from time to time, as if in pain."

The white and gray molly lets out a nervous, shaky breath before continuing, tail shaking from side to side. "Then I realized the voices were coming from it. From the cat with the dog face, Gold. All that fear came from the cat that seemed to just stand there, looking at me, not saying a word. And then- And then I heard howling behind me and before I could even react, something jumped on me and I- I woke up, but It felt so real…" Laurelspots's voice cracked when she tried to speak again "Something… Whatever that howl was… It killed me."

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