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On the subject of leader names, is it possible for a leader to reject the suffix star? Would it mean they don't get their lives? Is it possible for a leader who rejects Starclan to lead or do they just smite them right there and then? Sorry for all the questions

if Wiggity Wacks were to become a leader, would his name be Wiggitystar Wacks, Wiggity Wackstar or Wiggitystar Wackstar?

probably just Wiggitystar, though i'll be honest with you. i think if they made him deputy against his will (and it would have to be against his will) he would kill himself within the week

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Yeah you could say I’m doing numbers on tumblr. And that numbers? One

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Part 2; who has what powers

Cloverstar can grow clovers. Her whisker will always be a clover. Plus, she has leader powers, which are vague, but all leaders have them

Dartstrike has super speed

Scorchstripe can light himself on fire and is immune to fire

Shrubstalk can grow plants

Midnightdusk can move her shadow around Peter pan style

Reedwade can grow reeds and slightly control water

Raccoonmoss can speak raccoon, has thumbs, and grows moss. He can not speak cat, though

Wisteriapaw can grow wisteria flowers and can go ghost mode

Drypaw is just hydrophobic

Basilpaw grows basil

Boragepaw grows borage

Gambler has no powers

Lore tibit 2: powers

Currently, powers aren't well researched. All the clans know is that powers relate to names and that the chance of having powers is genetic. Apprentices also have a tendency to explode.

Powers are a new thing that popped up when The Old Desert was still a desert, though prey had powers first. The mice and shrews and a few jerboa decided to use that magic to throw the whole ecosystem into mayhem by planting a lot of grass. Cats only started getting powers when grass covered the once dry dunes. Unfortunately, a lot of older adult and elderly cats just exploded. Due to the environmental change, the leadership changes, and the overall hostility of powered prey led the cats to move to the edges of the island where powers weren't as widespread.

Lore spoilers below cut

Also, Starclan didn't give cats powers. There is something higher at play.

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Lore tibit 2: powers

Currently, powers aren't well researched. All the clans know is that powers relate to names and that the chance of having powers is genetic. Apprentices also have a tendency to explode.

Powers are a new thing that popped up when The Old Desert was still a desert, though prey had powers first. The mice and shrews and a few jerboa decided to use that magic to throw the whole ecosystem into mayhem by planting a lot of grass. Cats only started getting powers when grass covered the once dry dunes. Unfortunately, a lot of older adult and elderly cats just exploded. Due to the environmental change, the leadership changes, and the overall hostility of powered prey led the cats to move to the edges of the island where powers weren't as widespread.

Lore spoilers below cut

Also, Starclan didn't give cats powers. There is something higher at play.

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Lore tibit 1: Camps and Clans

Clans usually have one camp. Desertclan used to have four camps, two of which were reperposed into a new clans camp (Lakeclan and Darkclan)

Camps always consist of the following dens:

Warriors' den/Adult den: At least one den for adult cats. It may be several dens separated by role/job. It may be one single den where everyone piles together. One general den that is covered for general use

Herb Storage: A place to store herbs. Might be used to store medics or patients but it must store herbs first and foremost. Sometimes medics will sleep in the adult den and patients have a quarantine area.

Nursery: A den that is a bit more troubling to get to. It is usually constructed in a way so that kittens can't get out of the outside play area unless they are apprentice sized. Once they leave their nursery trap, they are apprenticed. Elders might also stay in the nursery or have an elders den in the nursery trap either to dissuade wandering out alone or for the elders to share their wisdom onto the next generation more quickly. Bogclan is unique as the whole is in the nursery trap, with the trap being hopping stones or log stumps and stilts over deeply unpleasant mud.

Apprentice den: The Forever sleepover area. Giggling and truth or dare is common. A lot of times, an apprentice den looks like the adult den but built more sturdy to handle rough housing. In Darkclan, apprentices were expected to also guard the camp at night. This caused the apprentice den to be more of a lookout.

Warn place to sleep outside of a den: There will be a riot if cats can't sleep in the sun. It's part of the reason why Darkclan no longer exists. In Caveclan, the whole camp is cut off from the sun, so they made a small fire, and you can see cats lazily sleeping near it. If Kesterelstar is having a bad day, he'll blow out the fire with his wings and make any cat sleeping there cold.

These dens are optional:

Leader's den. Elders' den. Patient quarantine. Caretakers' den. Mediators' den. Water storage. Prey dugouts. And whatever your clan might need.

Cliffclan Camp

The Cliffclan camp is in a divit where two mountains meet. They found a space with several divits. The only dens that had handy work is the warriors' den and the apprentices den.

1. The entrance/exit. Boulderbounce did her best to make sure camp had only one entrance and exit for safety reasons. Unfortunately, she accidentally made the path unsafe with surprise pitfalls.

2. The nursery. The nursery is underground and layered with moss to provide insulation. In case of a raid or attack, the nursery entrance can be covered with a boulder or a cat's power. Unfortunately, making more space in the nursery is near impossible.

3. Nursery pit. Adult cats can easily hop in and out, and apprentices can scramble out, but kittens can't make the jump. Making it out of the pit is the nursery challenge in Cliffclan.

4. The apprentice den. It's the only den that had to be built from scratch. Two boulders, a branch, and a bunch of moss is what the den is made of. When Wisteriapaw and Shrubpaw lived in the den, it was a lot more lush and colorful.

5. The general den. Where most adult cats sleep. It used to be an entrance to a hallow underground but it was blocked up to make a back wall.

6. The Hallow Mountain. The western most part of the hallow underground. Cloverstar personally wants nothing to do with the underground. She leaves it for Caveclan, the bats, and whatever is hidden down there.

7. The sand field. When camp was being established, there was a big issue with where to put the prey. Prey needed to be kept away from the nursery and nursery pit in case something big broke into camp. After a large bird dove into camp and stole a bit of prey, it was decided to move the prey pile inside a den. Unfortunately, it wasn't safe in the warriors den, and the herb storage had no room. Cloverstar decided to employ a tactic usually only seen in the forest. She buried the prey in the sand pit. Now, if a new den needs to be built, there will be another conversation about where to stash the prey.

8. A small stream. Provides fresh water to the drinking hole. It's supplied by melting snow at the mountain tops. It dries up in the summer and freezes in the winter.

9. Drinking hole. It is supplied by the small stream. To keep it from freezing, moss rafts are made and floated on top.

10. Herb storage. Where herbs are stored. Caveclan's medics sleep in the herb storage however not all clans have sleeping accommodations in their herb storages.

11. Steep steps. Leads to Cloverstar's den. Pain to get up or down.

12. Cloverstar's den. She was forced into getting her own private den due to prophecy issues. A leader's powers are strengthened greatly however control needs to be learned and Cloverstar only recently become leader (at the start of the clangen thingy)

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Not to have warrior cats thoughts on main again but I wonder if it's considered gauche to name your kit in such a way that it's really clear you're gunning for a specific warrior name.

Like if Appleflower over in the nursery gives birth to a tortoiseshell with one white paw and names her Whitekit, does her leader give her a strong side-eye and think I see what you did there, I know you're trying to railroad me into fucking Whitefoot or Whitestep, and I swear to StarClan if I'm still leader by the time that thing has a ceremony, she's Whitecloud. I'll do it just to be a dick to you specifically, you can't fucking tell me what to do

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Ough, me me no wanna draw

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Whenever any gay couple in a comic I read has babies, the comments are always obsessed with finding out who the surrogate is, whether the kits are adopted, how the kits were born etc.

And it really strikes me as "I know this gay couple adopted them, but who are their REAL parents?"

If its not a plot point, why do you care so much? Its so uncomfortable 😭

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Can I ask why didn't Lemmy go to the beyond? Was it because she died in clan territory? Or did the afterlife decline her like Starclan did? Is there a chance for her to leave the Dark Forest and become a wandering spirit?

Oh man, the family tree shows Lemmy is in the Dark Forest? How close was it? Was she almost allowed into StarClan?

StarClan decided that she let her fear of her former allies cause too much suffering. Like the founding message of the Clan, Lemmy’s actions created a ripple effect of heartbreak. She can’t be part of the stars.

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ichorclan's leader, deputy and medicine cat - Rowanstar, Amberspeck and Flintwhisker.

ichorclan is a clangen story drawn traditionally, so we likely won't see color often, but I wanted to play with designs and learning comic pacing in a chill, silly fashion <- guy writing about cat angst.

i'll be posting at my own pace, but feel free to hang around!

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Moon 5, part 2

Wisteriapaw had the scent of something near where Caveclan . It was like inhaling some sparkling water. She quietly kept on the trail and found something... It glittered like sunlight on the waters. It produced heat like a warm summer's day despite the chilly autumn wind. It was built like a deer, but it was too tall. It was too wide. It was completely black and white. It didn't belong in this world. It was charging right at Wisteriapaw. "Shit," She cursed before sprinting in the other direction. The thing reached over her, its maw opening and its head leaning down. It's jaws closed around her.

To this day Wisteriapaw swears that some higher power was watching at that moment. Teeth just went through her and all the beast got was a mouthful of flowers. Her paws touched the grass but her pads couldn't feel the blades. The wind blew through her instead of around her. She ran until the beast tripped and fell over its own legs trying to run in the rocky, mountainous enviroment. When Wisteriapaw returned to camp in the morning, she laid in her nest and slept till noon.

-Wisteriapaw encountered... Something... Wisteriapaw has shock.

Shrubstalk asked Scorchstripe to bring along Reedwade along to gather herbs. Wisteriapaw hasn't been responsive lately, and Reedwade is worried. Scorchstripe has been noticeably down after Cloverstar's death. Of course, Shrubstalk would see them returning with freesias and several jokes.

-Reedwade and Scorchstripe comfort each other on patrol

The herbs were gingerly packaged and sent with Shrubstalk. Scorchstripe felt odd about his herbs still supplying the clan he was exiled from but he still cares deeply about Caveclan, even if he dislikes Kesterelstar. Reedwade and Wisteriapaw are also staying behind. Scorchstripe didn't think Robin would stay behind until she nervously came into the herb storage. "Why is everyone going to negotiate with the other clans?" The question made him chuckle a bit, "Negotiate is a bit too formal. Gatherings are held every season as a way for family to catch up." "Why don't they catch up while hunting or just visit each other?" "Not all clans border each other, plus it's an easy way to trade herbs and prey we need." Robin blinked a bit, "Huh," and nodded, "That does make sense. Does that mean you get exotic herbs?" Scorchstripe eagerly grinned before telling Robin all about aquatic plants that cannot be found in the mountains.

-Robin has a friendly chat with Scorchstripe that leaves them both feeling happy.

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CliffClan - Moon 6

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Moon 5, part 1

TW: bugs

Midnightdusk's scowl scrunched up at the news of a permanent scar. It was large and visible and the fur was sparsely growing back. It was on her back too, meaning she couldn't get to it all that well. At least now she could move around without worry of opening the wound.

-Midnightdusk's claw wound healed into a scar

Cloverstar happily watched her kits. Boragekit and Basilkit have started climbing the side of the nursery pit. Once a kit climbs out of the pit, then they are made an apprentice, usually. Cloverstar has been waiting for Boragekit to climb out after her brother. Basilkit happily pranced around, bragging that he's going to be made an apprentice. Oh yeah, he's going to Midnightdusk, Cloverstar thought before something bumped her leg, "Oh dear! Boragekit you got up and I didn't even see you!" "You didn't see me do it yesterday either." Oh dear, her kits will be the end of her.

-Basilpaw and Boragepaw are apprenticed to Midnightdusk and Gambler.

Scorchstripe just wanted to walk aimlessly. Cloverstar just wanted to talk about Basilpaw and Boragepaw's new apprenticeship. The dog that attacked them just wanted a meal. Cloverstar's limp body hung from the frosty jaws of the cold canine. Scorchstripe felt his face tingle as his fur was unraveled like a ball of yarn. Flames danced on his skin before it seared the dog's fur. It dropped Cloverstar before running away to put itself out. Scorchstripe waited for a few seconds before clovers tentatively grew to shield and protect Cloverstar as she revived. Stars. Oh, my stars. Scorchstripe felt sick.

-Cloverstar lost a life to a dog

Cornkit was never the sanest dreamer. Most of his dreams were nightmares of everything bad that could happen. So Scarabkit decided to be his dream guardian! First she was just a beetle in his dreams but how she interacted with Cornkit in his dreams, the more she changed. One night she decided to fight a nightmare and kill it. Cornkit looked up at her in fear, Scarabkit now being a massive junebug. "Stop it! Please stop!" Cornkit yelled. Scarabkit's sad response echoed through the whispy mountains, "I just wanted to help you..." "I don't like this!" Scarabkit just nodded and quietly left, letting Cornkit fill the dreamspace where she once was. A few heartbeats later and only Scarabkit is awake. I can at least always be there for him.

-Cornkit has a nightmare. Scarabkit promises to always be there for Cornkit

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The Sky Islands from Tears of the Kingdom

Question for clangen folks- do you guys have any ideas about where your save could take place irl? Like do you have a specific country/state/province you think your clan is in?

I have a pretty good idea for mine because the camp design reminds me of somewhere, but I’m wondering if you guys have any ideas for yours

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Trying out a new format

Moon 4

Midnightdusk honed her ears, eavesdropping on Scorchstripe. It was easier to eavesdrop on him than Shrubstalk because she was so quiet. Since Boragekit and Cloverstar were cleared to return back to their daily lives, Midnightdusk has been lonely. Scorchstripe's voice was calm and easy to understand, "Whitecough isn't a death sentence. Huskkit can recover however I am a bit worried about his constant sicklyness. The rest of the litter recovered from being ill as newborns but Huskkit..." "Hasn't gotten better," Robin's cold voice cut through the warmth of Scorch's rambling, "He's been constantly ill... Do you think it's..." "Not deadly but I fear that he will always be a sickly cat, even in adulthood," Scorchstripe's voice held an anxiety that Midnightdusk heard while he was talking about her claw wound, "This may be insensitive but do you know of any family history that may... entail some magical properties?" The den was quiet with consideration until Robin said, "Cats in The City do not know who their fathers are and mothers often leave their young once they are old enough to fend for themselves. While I do know of my litter's father I do not know of his family, or my own family. All I know is that I don't have magic like yours." "Alright, if magic is a component then I fear we may have doomed Huskkit..." Midnightdusk swiveled her ears behind her and laid her head down, feeling bad for violating kitty cat HIPPAA

-Huskkit has whitecough. Cloverstar and Boragekit recovered from heat exhaustion.

Robin needed to get out of camp, and Shrubstalk needed catnip, or catmint as clan cats call it. Gambler calls it cataire, but he's from a whole other island. Robin slowly crept through the underbrush of the mountain valley where it typically grows. There was a sound, not a rustling but a twinkling, where the underbrush opens up so male birds can set their stages when it's spring and not autumn. Peering up, Robin could easily make out the outline of a flame point with red cheeks, the same one she saw when Cliffclan found her. He faintly shimmered blue before he gasped and started to vanish, practically melting into the sky. "Wait don't leave!" But it was futile.

-Catmint gathered. Ghost met.

It has been a while since Dartstrike saw his sister leave the healers' den but now Midnightdusk was sat by the entrance of the herb storage. In other clans there would be a crowd below the leader however there wasn't a ledge or anything tall and climbable in camp for Cloverstar to perch on, something about making the camp kit friendly. Dart sat next to Midnight before the ceremony started, "So who do you think will mentor Drykit?" "I was hoping I would mentor him." "Don't you have an infected wound?" He harshly whispered. Midnight flicked her tail in an annoyed way, "Not infected anymore. I just need to make sure it doesn't scar. Oh, is that the meeting starting?" How convenient, Dartstrike thought.

-Midnightdusk's wound is no longer infected.

Is there enough prey for the feast, check. Enough catmint for the older cats, check. Cats are getting in a circle, check. "Clan meeting!" Cloverstar called out, "Drykit, you are able to leave camp and become an apprentice. Until you are made a warrior you will be called Drypaw." Cloverstar did a quick scan before settling on Raccoonmoss. He has been down for a while plus he could decline if he didn't want to mentor. "Raccoonmoss, you were trained well by Dartstrike and even before you trained out in the Old Desert. Do you wish to mentor Drypaw?" Raccon let out affirmative squeaking. "Then you are Drypaw's mentor! Let's celebrate!" Cloverstar happily purred at Raccoon's agreement. She remembered the apprenticeship parties that Desertclan use to throw, and how they were absent in Darkclan.

-Drypaw has been apprenticed to Raccoonmoss. Cliffclan has a feast!

Wisteriapaw knew she was a disappointment. Her flowers withering as soon as the water in the air around them dries up, near instantaneously. Reedwade gave a comforting purr, "It's ok. Try connecting your flowers to-" "To what? My face? My fur? I do that all the time!" " Wisteria..." "What 'Wade," Wisteriapaw snapped. "Paw," Reedwade said curtly, it made Wisteriapaw feel a pit in her stomach, "We are done training for today." Wisteriapaw watched Reedwade pad off to camp however she stayed behind. Wisteriapaw would stop being a disappointment.

-Wisteriapaw and Reedwade had an argument. Wisteriapaw disappeared for a few days

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