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happy horrible comics day <3

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hi folks! i know my last post was a bit of a bummer so here’s some fun news: im gonna do art fight this year <3

come find me if you like! i’ll probably be most active between july 3rd and july 9th because i’ve got that whooole week off. hooray!

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hey! this blog seems like it’s been kind of abandoned since mid-may, but the concept seems really cool to me and i’m wondering if you’ll continue it steadily? its alright if not, or if you’re just taking a break. hope everything is well!!

hey there! thanks for the ask. i haven’t abandoned this comic—if you’re in the clangen comic community discord server you’ll see me around and i’ve been working, slowly and sporadically, on the next page. i’ve been dealing with some of the fallout from a family emergency that happened back in november on and off which has been taking an unfortunate toll on my mental health. i’m doing my best to get back to it! i just have been prioritizing my mental health and trying to avoid getting overwhelmed/burned out from unrelated circumstances.

if i ever decide to abandon this blog, i’ll make an announcement so folks aren’t left wondering. i’d hate to disappear without a word and never come back (which—i recognize is sort of what i’ve done. but i plan to come back! so clearly not the same /j), so if i ever do decide to leave it for good there won’t be any uncertainty about it.

here’s a wip of the next page as an olive branch. i apologize for not saying anything proactively!

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Moon 2-2

Breaking news!!! Flintpaw... smiles????

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Trying out a thing with the prey– I put a tapestry texture over them but I'm not sure how well it came out? I think I have to do some proper style studies of animals in medieval tapestries instead of just referencing a real photo like I did here.

I'm learning new things every day! Woah !!

Going to be taking a hiatus soon, as a reminder! Artfight is coming up and I gotta prepare a ton of refs

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hi folks! no page this week unfortunately—my backlog has run down, and while i was hoping to rebuild it this week, i’ve been too busy celebrating my partner. (he’s graduating and it was his birthday on wednesday!) i will post the next page when it’s done or next sunday, whichever comes first!

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Moon 7.1

Petuniapetal purrs as Runnelkit asks her to show her how to do a hunter's crouch. She obliges, happy to show her skills.

Petuniapetal: She/Her 127m (black w/ white paws) Runnelkit: She/Her 2m (brown wavy markings)

Better read on ComicFury!

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look at them all, they’re gorgeous!!

🎉THE CLANGEN CREATOR COMMUNITY GATHERING🎉

We just wrapped up our first event over on the CCC discord, a banner featuring cats from a bunch of our server members! Everyone drew a cat to represent their blog and now they are all having one big gathering together. Version under the readmore with labels and tags~

This was such a fun event and we have many more planned, come hang out with us on our awesome discord server! You do not have to have a comic or blog in order to join :3

Thank you so much to Minnow for creating the background, @ranchclan for arranging everyone so wonderfully, and @nimbusclan for creating the file organizer!

Key:

1. Flourishclan - @flourishingclan

2. Havenclan - @haven-clan-blog

3. Tidalclan - @tidalclan

4. Whisp/Chimeraclan - @whispering-in-the-woods

5. Loafclan - @loafclan

6. Sootclan - @sootclan

7. Shadeclan - @shadeclan-clangen

8. Cycloneclan - @cycloneclangen

9. Gutterclan - @gutterclan

10. Boughclan - @boughclan-clangen

11. Aphidclan - @aphidclan-clangen

12. Dustclan - @dustclan-clangen

13. Nimbusclan - @nimbusclan

14. Wtclangen - @wtclangen

15. Pride of the Whistling Stone - @pride-of-whistling-stones

16. Gardenclan - @heavensgaze

17. Noteclan - @noteclan

18. Hillclan - @hillclan-ruins

19. Abyssclan - @light-at-the-end-of-the-abyss

20. Ourclan - @our-clangen

21. Saffronclan - @saffronclan

22. Shifting Valley - @shiftingvalley

23. Liatai - @liatai

24. Ranchclan - @ranchclan

25. Oneclan-gen - @oneclan-clangen

26. Rippleclan - @rippleclan

27. Whirlclan - @whirlclan

28. Whimsyclan - @whimsy-clangen

29. Dogwoodclan - @dogwoodclangen

30. Eveningclan - @eveningclangen

31. Lostclan - @the-lostclan

32. Sparkclan - @kcsparkclan

33. Amazonsclan - @amazonsclan

34. Forestclan - @forestclan-clangen

35. Direclan - @direclan

36. Butterflyclan - @fluttercats-clangen-yippee

37. Runeclan - @runeclangen

38. Plushieclan - @plushieclan

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MOON 12 (FINAL)

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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.

"Help," she rasped again desperately.

Words became muffled.

"Are you being followed?"

"She's alive! She's breathing! Windfur, Shiverpaw - "

"MY BABY!"

"Olive, it's okay! It's okay, Perchpaw's alive, she's alive, she's - "

"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.

(Morningspot, warrior, female, 14 moons. Nervous.) (Shiverpaw, medicine cat apprentice, female, 12 moons. Loving.) (Redstar, leader, female, 70 moons. Strict) (Barleywave, warrior, male, 41 moons. Playful.) (Iciclepool, deputy, female, 68 moons. Ambitious.) (Cloudthunder, warrior, female, 45 moons. Adventurous.) (Branchpaw, apprentice, female, 7 moons. Ambitious.)

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Survivor's Log. Moon 2, Part 2.

Thisoan and Archimedes avoid a close encounter with an unknown species. They quickly disengage and return to base camp.

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idk how much lore of the appearances you give to the other clans, but are SpireClans horns all different? All different shapes of sheep or ram horns or even antlers?

great question, my friend, and thank you for the ask! so the short answer is that they're quite diverse hahaha. the concept of the demiurge will be expounded on in the comic but there's a bit more explanation under the cut if you're interested!

each clan prays to starclan as well as its own unique sort of "demigod" called a demiurge, represented by a particular skull or set of bones that they keep. the demiurge is what grants a clan its traits. SpireClan is unique in that it has two, so they end up looking a little more varied than the other clans!

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each in their own time.

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MistClan Prologue [Moon 0]

TW: Body Horror; Disturbing Imagery; Eyestrain

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