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AF Attack for @ask-graveclan !

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Gift for @aphidclan-clangen . I really like Blisswhistle's design.

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Most people do want discussion on their work, of course. I love seeing folk discuss pages and characters, long threads of civil discussions and character analysis essays are my favorite things to wake up to.

Fights are absolutely not rare. I see every comment that is left on my work. They DO result in death threats, name calling, and harassment. You do not see these because I (and other webcomic creators) tend to delete them and block the people who start them.

I myself get called names when this happens. It is unwinnable no matter what I do honestly.

No creator wants to see that. No creator wants to see someone get harassed as a result of disagreements over their work or characters. No want wants to see someone with an actually harmful viewpoint come in and derail everything you are saying with your work. It's tiring.

I do love the discussions. I have so many lovely folk who are very invested by my work and I couldn't be more thrilled to read what they write and the thoughts they share to each other.

But some people are unkind. I am glad you haven't seen these comments, it means my moderation has been effective.

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AF attack for @boughclan-clangen aaaand

@flickerclan-blog @cutieclangen and Alexkittyandra !

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hey Spiderglade, what do you remember of Bliss? Also, are you able to talk to Bliss in her dreams? Wait I know you can…(I have read the books)WHY AREN’T YOU TALKING TO BLISS OR YOUR DAD!?! They miss you…you could at least try and talk to Rye(that’s the right character right?)I know he misses you.

Doing something different with the dark forest worldbuilding in aphidclan ]

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Danse Macabre

“One last dance / I can’t help but be glad / That all I can see is you.”

AF Attack for @jumalanpelko !

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AF attack on @epicmothgirlarts of their Circusclan oc, Fumbletoss!

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When you draw for someone and they set it as their profile picture

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Dude it is SO FUN and EXCITING to see a reoccurring reader. If you've commented a handful of times on an author's work, I guarantee that they recognize you. You can't imagine how many times I've excitedly informed my friends "the person with the funny cat image commented!" "- anon is back!!!!" and the friends've recognized who I was talking about because I talk about my commenters so often LOL. We love you all!!!

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AF Attack on @the-lostclan (fixed the tag, oops!)

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*KICKS DOWN THE DOOR* Hey Blisswhistle! Did you ever get to meet Spiderglade?

Trying out a new style of asks!

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[ Silverstar calls a Clan meeting! ]

"Friends and visitors, gather around! I, Silverstar of TroutClan, have come to deliver great news!

*rustles open a letter*

After many cats had casted their votes on a decision made millions of seasons ago, the fate of how TroutClan's story will be told has finally been decided!

From now until the final moon, our story will now be told as...

a VISUAL NOVEL!!!!!

To clarify, our story won't be an actual visual novel video game. Instead, it'll be a sequence of images! Me and the rest of my Clanmates will each have our own sprites, for moods & appearance changes. For the more serious matters (like a new cat joining us, for example), those will receive their own illustrated pictures!

A huge thank you to those that participated in the poll to help decide how TroutClan's story should be told!

That is all for today's Clan meeting! I may be getting old, and we may have only just settled here in this territory at the seashore... but there's still a lot of seasons left in me to guide my Clan into many misadventures!

Happy fishing!"

- Silverstar, Leader of TroutClan

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My work for the @cccdiscord’s Summer Camp themed event! Featuring a summer camp AU of the Aphidclan cats! Writing for the AU under the cut!

Word count: 679

“Welcome to the SummerTine Camp!”

Pearlstar’s voice buzzed out over the intercom speakers, just barely audible over the chatter of student’s voices filling up the bus. Humanoid feline teenagers and middle schoolers packed together in their seats, some turned around to lean over the back of their chairs to speak to the others in the rows behind them, others watching videos on their phones, others playing popular music and singing along poorly yet unabashedly with their friends.

“A place of friendship, high spirits, and endless fun! Days packed with exciting group activities made to forge bonds and teach you valuable skills for surviving the wilderness! I hope you kids are ready to make new friends, because this is the place to make bonds that never die!”

Shadebreak turned the volume of their headphones up to the highest notch, muffling out the announcer’s voice with the blare of rock music. Oleander grabbed their sister Lilacpaw by the scruff of her neck and yanked flower back down into flowers seat, lifting a fluffy, clawed finger to his mouth and hissing in her ear, “Shh! Listen!”

“Are you serious?” She scoffed.

“Yes! They’re gonna say the rules!”

“Oh my god, you are such an annoying—“

“Now, remember that while you’re on camp grounds, your phones are to be turned off and kept safely away in your bags! I don’t want to see any of you glued to your devices—you’re here to look people in the eyes and have fun in the wonderful world of nature!”

“Eugh.” Lilacpaw grimaced.

“That also means no fighting, no pushing, no running, no substances or gum or weapons or inappropriate behavior, no sneaking away from your counselors, and absolutely no leaving your cabins at night! Safety is our number one priority at SummerTine Camp, guaranteed!”

“I hope I get to hold a falcon.” Skypaw whispered in a hushed awe, as he pressed his entire face against the window of his seat.

They sat next to their older and larger sister, Badgerpaw, who pursed her lips in a mild frown. “…I… don’t think this is that kind of camp.” She muttered.

“Says you.” He pouted.

“I hope they have archery! Oooh, or wrestling! I’m gonna wrestle you into the ground!” Nimblepaw barked out a vicious cackle, as rot propped himself up on the back of rots seat to shout at his little sister, Berrypaw, seated just behind him.

“You would not!” She argued back, her pale and pink-spotted fur fluffing up in indignant fury.

“Would to!”

“No, you’re not! Because they’re gonna have dancing! And I’m gonna get so good at dancing that I’m gonna ballet kick you in the face!”

“Boooo! Ballet’s not fun!”

“You’d be lucky if anything they offered was fun.” Shadebreak, who was seated next to him, grumbled under their breath.

“My name is Pearlstar, the Camp Director and Founder of SummerTine Camp! If you have any problems or concerns at all, I’m your guy! I look forward to meeting each and every one of you, and I hope you all have a wonderful time at our once-in-a-lifetime opportunity summer of fun, fun, fun!”

Chatter and hollering refilled the space of the bus when the intercom zipped its mouth shut. Excitement brewed and bustled amongst the kids, almost loud enough to drown out any of the underlying nerves and anxiety that some were feeling.

Cresspaw in particular felt nervous. They’d never left home like this. Even on the playground, as a little kid ghost had done little else but zipper themself to their mother or father’s side, clutching onto their mother’s pant leg and refusing to leave to venture out into the big, loud, scary world outside of bones little shell of comfort and safety. Throughout all their time in middle school thus far, the little kitten struggled to make any friends or keep any company beyond that of ghosts siblings.

A summer camp with none of bones usual sanctuary or comfort involved would be… quite the radical shift, to say the least. But mother said it would be fun! So… it didn’t need to be scary, right?

They hoped everything would turn out okay.

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Moon 3

Rootkit is the only living cat in Hymnclan. Blessed be Starclan's Favored.

< Prev | First [Here] | Next > CWs: All usual ClanGen warnings apply (murder, kit death, etc), as well as implied/depicted cannibalism, heavy cult/religious themes, and possibly more.

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My work for the @cccdiscord’s Summer Camp themed event! Featuring a summer camp AU of the Aphidclan cats! Writing for the AU under the cut!

Word count: 679

“Welcome to the SummerTine Camp!”

Pearlstar’s voice buzzed out over the intercom speakers, just barely audible over the chatter of student’s voices filling up the bus. Humanoid feline teenagers and middle schoolers packed together in their seats, some turned around to lean over the back of their chairs to speak to the others in the rows behind them, others watching videos on their phones, others playing popular music and singing along poorly yet unabashedly with their friends.

“A place of friendship, high spirits, and endless fun! Days packed with exciting group activities made to forge bonds and teach you valuable skills for surviving the wilderness! I hope you kids are ready to make new friends, because this is the place to make bonds that never die!”

Shadebreak turned the volume of their headphones up to the highest notch, muffling out the announcer’s voice with the blare of rock music. Oleander grabbed their sister Lilacpaw by the scruff of her neck and yanked flower back down into flowers seat, lifting a fluffy, clawed finger to his mouth and hissing in her ear, “Shh! Listen!”

“Are you serious?” She scoffed.

“Yes! They’re gonna say the rules!”

“Oh my god, you are such an annoying—“

“Now, remember that while you’re on camp grounds, your phones are to be turned off and kept safely away in your bags! I don’t want to see any of you glued to your devices—you’re here to look people in the eyes and have fun in the wonderful world of nature!”

“Eugh.” Lilacpaw grimaced.

“That also means no fighting, no pushing, no running, no substances or gum or weapons or inappropriate behavior, no sneaking away from your counselors, and absolutely no leaving your cabins at night! Safety is our number one priority at SummerTine Camp, guaranteed!”

“I hope I get to hold a falcon.” Skypaw whispered in a hushed awe, as he pressed his entire face against the window of his seat.

They sat next to their older and larger sister, Badgerpaw, who pursed her lips in a mild frown. “…I… don’t think this is that kind of camp.” She muttered.

“Says you.” He pouted.

“I hope they have archery! Oooh, or wrestling! I’m gonna wrestle you into the ground!” Nimblepaw barked out a vicious cackle, as rot propped himself up on the back of rots seat to shout at his little sister, Berrypaw, seated just behind him.

“You would not!” She argued back, her pale and pink-spotted fur fluffing up in indignant fury.

“Would to!”

“No, you’re not! Because they’re gonna have dancing! And I’m gonna get so good at dancing that I’m gonna ballet kick you in the face!”

“Boooo! Ballet’s not fun!”

“You’d be lucky if anything they offered was fun.” Shadebreak, who was seated next to him, grumbled under their breath.

“My name is Pearlstar, the Camp Director and Founder of SummerTine Camp! If you have any problems or concerns at all, I’m your guy! I look forward to meeting each and every one of you, and I hope you all have a wonderful time at our once-in-a-lifetime opportunity summer of fun, fun, fun!”

Chatter and hollering refilled the space of the bus when the intercom zipped its mouth shut. Excitement brewed and bustled amongst the kids, almost loud enough to drown out any of the underlying nerves and anxiety that some were feeling.

Cresspaw in particular felt nervous. They’d never left home like this. Even on the playground, as a little kid ghost had done little else but zipper themself to their mother or father’s side, clutching onto their mother’s pant leg and refusing to leave to venture out into the big, loud, scary world outside of bones little shell of comfort and safety. Throughout all their time in middle school thus far, the little kitten struggled to make any friends or keep any company beyond that of ghosts siblings.

A summer camp with none of bones usual sanctuary or comfort involved would be… quite the radical shift, to say the least. But mother said it would be fun! So… it didn’t need to be scary, right?

They hoped everything would turn out okay.

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ANYWAYS. ARTFIGHT THIRD BATCH: TRANSPARENT BACKGROUND EDITION!

Characters are in order:

Viridian by @thecraftydragonc

Beaverstar by @parrcepan

Elle D. Ritch by @total-mkulia

Picayune Moyer by @waryangle

Record by @clarissasbakery

Trojan/Jean by @copper-skulls

Gravel by @aphidclan-clangen

Ashari by Lupiaa

Anna by @snowflakeb0ttles

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AF attack for @nimbusclan, @fourandtwentyblackbirds-clangen, ForestofBees, @chaosclan, and @clangenthriftclan !