#branchclan

[flickerclan-blog]

I absolutely LOVE the black cat with purple eyes pairing, so I wanted to draw a few from some Clangen blogs I like (though they're not all black lol). I've been experimenting with a slightly new style and this was really good practice! In order, we have

Crowsong from @fog-clan

Oakspider from @direclan

Violetsong from @branchclangen

Lavenderstar from @ashpaw-is-alone

Sweetkit from @mourningsbane

Ravenstar from @fallenclan

[owlfangdraws]

A mini comic I made for the incredible @branchclangen !

This is Icewish and his apprentice Tigerpaw! Tigerpaw was born deaf, and this comic illustrates how i imagine they trained and communicated <3

based on this ask

p.s. i have my own comic with original characters in this art style! you can read it here

[branchclan-clangen]

Welcome to BranchClan!

hi everyone!! this is a little introduction to myself and BranchClan <3 starting with myself, my name is Rose/Ren! I'm nonbinary and go by they/them. I've been on tumblr a little bit now but I usually just follow others stories and wanted to try make my own, hence the existance of BranchClan!

BranchClan is set in a post-apocalyptic world of zombies and all that stuff, think my little pony infection au type things. The main character, Dustwish (aka Dusty) is seperated from his clan during an attack, fearing the worst they decided to continue the clan's legacy and are attempting to rebuild in a supposedly safer location. This story follows Dusty in her attempt to do so while surviving in a much harsher environment.

BranchClan uses 'Gerob's More Personalities' mod to give the cats a little more life!

This blog will be a mix of long-winded comics and shorter panels/stills, with my plan to start with a prologue comic on how Dusty got themself in this mess.

In the meantime of me making the prologue, you can feel free to ask Dusty any questions if you have any and they'll try to answer without spoilers <3

Thank you for reading! <3 And please keep in mind this is my first time posting on tumblr literally ever I'm not 100% sure what I'm doing haha

[branchclangen]

The Doctor ... that name is so cool! Can we ask about where you came from? Any blue two-leg objects you may or may not have traveled in?

Whimsical, isn’t she?

[branchclangen]

WAKING UP TO THIS IS LIKE THE BEST THING EVER OMG TYSM <33

My babies look so so cute in your artstyle...i cannot omg <33 Please go give this person a follow! Their art is genuinely so good <3

DOODLE DUMP!

Tumblr did not want to upload this at all! I had to cut the quality down drasticly for tumblr to even consider uploading it! I would have added proper line art rather than the 'lazy' doodle 'lines'....

I also had to cut the images into pieces lol! You might see some feet/ears poking out in yours.. Characters; Riftstar - @spiderclangen

The haters duo/Blizzardfawn @direclan

Owlshade & Violetkit @branchclangen

Posypaw @ranchclan

Hatchstar and his babies @swampclangen

[splinterclan]

Hey! Idk if I should be bringing this up here but an anon sent a really rude ask on another blog called BranchClan’s Rebirth and told everyone to go to your blog if they “value actual storytelling” I wasn’t sure if I should send this here but it worried me so I’m sorry if this was unnecessary I just got really concerned for the author of BranchClan

That absolutely sucks :( Anyone saying my comic is better than someone else's literally just makes me upset - it's not a compliment and it's not a good thing to hear.

If that anon sees this you aren't welcome here lol

If anyone is able to go and give @branchclangen some love that'd be nice!

[j-jared]

I've been thinking of StormClan with the release of Ivypool's Heart, and now I'm curious about other possible clan combinations.

So I made a whole list.

I'll try to explain my naming reasons, just know I tried to keep it to the canon vocabulary so they aren't super unique.

ThunderClan

ThunderClan + WindClan - StormClan (the canon one)

ThunderClan + RiverClan - FloodClan (storms + bodies of water result in flash floods, think of Mapleshade's river and the lake in Bramblestar's Storm)

ThunderClan + ShadowClan - StrikeClan (lightning strikes and stealth attacks)

ThunderClan + SkyClan - BranchClan (lightning branches and SkyClan's tree climbing)

WindClan

WindClan + RiverClan - MistClan (water vapor lmao)

WindClan + ThunderClan - StormClan

WindClan + ShadowClan - GustClan (strong winds - this one was a little hard)

WindClan + SkyClan - QuickClan (running and tree climbing - also a hard one)

RiverClan

RiverClan + WindClan - MistClan

RiverClan + ThunderClan - FloodClan

RiverClan + ShadowClan - IceClan (I wanted to do something like AbyssClan or TrenchClan, but it just didnt fit right with warriors vocabulary, so... cold dangerous water)

RiverClan + SkyClan - DriftClan (drift wood lol)

ShadowClan

ShadowClan + WindClan - GustClan

ShadowClan + ThunderClan - StrikeClan

ShadowClan + RiverClan - IceClan

ShadowClan + SkyClan - PineClan (the pines being the main tree in ShadowClan)

SkyClan

SkyClan + WindClan - QuickClan

SkyClan + ThunderClan - BranchClan

SkyClan + RiverClan - DriftClan

SkyClan + ShadowClan - PineClan

And, that's it lol. I found it fun.

[meanderclan]

MEET MEANDERCLAN -----

the unfortunate and persistent

"And we will walk the ocean floor

For just one terrible moment of warmth

We will never die, then" (jordaan mason)

Saffronclash -- a strict tom, the current leader figure for the clan as there's no leader or deputy. formerly from cloudclan.

Spiderdusk -- an adventurous molly and former cloudclan warrior

Graypelt -- arrogant tom who's originally from branchclan. the only grown adult from his clan who survived the radiant void.

Nimblepaw -- a former branchclan apprentice, currently being mentored by graypelt

Bluekit -- an attention seeker tom-kit and the only surviving kit. being taken care of by the entirety of meanderclan. formerly from cloudclan.

[roakkaliha]

branchclan monarchs

[intothetwilightclan]

another. update???? of sorts. Hi guys.

I...Still cannot get twilightclan back so for now I've given up. I'll try again in the future, but as of right now that's done for.

However.

I want to make a new clangen blog. I do still have branchclan, which is a loner challenge of sorts, but I want to do something with a full clan.

I'll just be making another blog soon. Maybe later today when I feel a little better since something that happened earlier pissed me off lmao

[flickerclan-blog]

A quick little Suncall and Burnpaw for @branchclangen

Their relationship is currently one of my favorites and I'm interested to see where it goes! They're currently not close at all but I hope that Suncall doesn't give up on him <333

[owlfangdraws]

some fanart for @branchclangen !!!! this is owlshade with his babies maplekit and aspenkit

we shant talk about the other parent.. >:(

[breezecats]

Also I'm not very into everything that happened, but I saw branchclan being hated and compared to splinterclan. I mean, we dont work on this comic profesionally, this are projects for fun. There's no benefit in hating another clangen, just lets the author believe they did something bad and likely dont want to continue their project.

My whole life I always loved comics and making them, the character decisions and stuff. Let me say, if there are a very bad villain and you end up hating him, then the author reached the goal. But also the main character or anyone who's on the good side, it's actually most of the time a "neutral good". They made choices, they made mistakes, that mades them natural and unique, not a mary sue character. Actually the characters that people love and remember, are the characters that are not perfect, because you identify with them in some way. You can hate them, but to the point of blaming the author for creating a character like that?? Very dissapointing for a genuine project

And compare them is another nasty way of make people feel bad. I got at work compared at, I got at home compared at. All the times it just made me feel disappointed about who I was. Everyone has their own skills. I think is far more better to just say whathever you feel is wrong instead of that bull**

Hope my words were understood and very much love to branchclan♥️

[c-o-z-m-o]

Good lord everyone's being so blatantly mean to branchclan right now oh my god

[branchclangen]

BRANCHCLAN WRITINGS #5- ASPENFALL

“C’mon. That’s enough of that.”

Aspenfall’s voice was gentle as he looked down at Burnkit. He had his paw firmly but not painfully pressed on the gray tabby’s back. Burnkit was grumbling and growling in protest, his small tail bristled and lashing back and forth. He tried to lash out an unsheathed paw, but Aspenfall barely flinched.

I’ve felt worse than that. He wanted to say, but he held his tongue.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with him!” Scrub meowed, looking at Aspenfall with an exasperated expression. Berrykit was held firmly between the she-cat’s front paws, trying to squirm away from a bath. “This is the…Fifth? Yes, the fifth time he’s gotten in trouble today!”

Aspenfall nodded slowly, looking down as Burnkit tried to lash out again.

“Stop.” He grumbled, and for once Burnkit seemed to listen. The kit pressed his belly low to the ground, his pupils wide and his eyes filled with tears.

Aspenfall slowly lifted his paw, prepared to restrain Burnkit again if he needed to. Burnkit stood, shook out his pelt, and stalked off with the tip of his tail twitching. He went to his nest, nosing Ashkit out of the way roughly enough to make the darker tabby squeak before curling into a tight gray ball.

Scrub watched him pad off, and sighed. “I wish I knew why he acted this way…”

“I think I have an idea.” Aspenfall said, whiskers twitching. The brown-furred tom stood, starting to make his way out of the nursery. “Need me for anything else?”

“Oh, no, thanks.” Scrub replied, looking down at Berrykit. “I’m about to put this one down for a nap and then get some rest myself. Thank you for everything you do, Aspen.”

“Of course, Fawn-...” Aspenfall stopped himself. “...Scrub. Sorry. I’ll bring you something for dinner a little later, okay?”

Scrub nodded, and Aspenfall padded into the clearing. He looked around, eyes narrowed as he tried to see what was going on. He was looking for a specific cat.

He saw Icewish near the apprentice’s den with his kits. The white tom looked exhausted, and Honeybird seemed to be explaining something to him. He saw Gorgefleck sitting by the fresh-kill pile with Thistle, and Cloudshadow returning from a patrol with Tigerpaw, Hareleap, and Octet Rulekite. 

Finally, he laid eyes on the cat he was targeting.

Atticus.

The dark tabby was sitting in a shady patch with Mushroomsight. They didn’t seem to be talking. Just…Enjoying each other’s company.

Aspenfall padded over to her, clearing his throat to get her attention. “Atticus.”

Atticus looked up with a flick of her tail. “Aspenfall.”

“I was wondering if you wanted to go on patrol with me…” Aspenfall said, forcing a smile. “You know I can’t leave camp alone.”

“Oh! I can go with you!” Mushroomsight offered, starting to get up from his spot. Aspenfall stopped him.

“No, no, Mushroomsight…I needed to talk to Atticus.” He insisted. “Oh- Maplepool wanted to talk to you, by the way. I think she’s in the warrior’s den.”

“Okay!” Mushroomsight cheerfully said, standing and trotting off. 

Aspenfall watched him go, then turned to Atticus. “Come.”

It was no longer a request.

It was a demand.

Atticus sighed heavily, standing. “Fine. But this better be quick, and you better not be wasting my time.”

Aspenfall ignored her whining, turning and making his way out of camp. Atticus trailed behind him, eyes narrowed.

They walked for what felt like hours, before they were finally far from prying eyes. Aspenfall checked behind him every now and then, to make sure Atticus was still following and didn’t sneak away.

Once they were far enough, Aspenfall stopped. Atticus nearly bumped into him, letting out an annoyed hiss. “What’s wrong with you!?”

“I could ask you the same thing.” Aspenfall muttered, barely audible.

“Wh-”

Aspenfall whirled to face Atticus, fur bristled and claws unsheathed. “Do you have ANY idea of the damage you’ve done?”

He let out a low growl, shaking his head. He dug his claws into the ground, worried that if he moved, he’d hurt Atticus. Atticus stumbled back a bit, keeping her gaze on him. Her pupils had narrowed to slits, the fur on her own back risen and the tip of her tail lashing.

“Damage? Oh, stars, Aspen, not you too!” Atticus hissed. “You brought me out here to chastise me about those kits? Why can’t you just let it go! I’m grieving, and-”

“I’ve been grieving for THIRTY MOONS, Atticus! And I’ve lost so much more than you!” Aspenfall snarled. He began to shake, the aching feeling that always lingered in his heart intensifying for a moment. “I lost my apprentice. My mate. My kits. My mother figure, my daughter figure…Oh, the list goes on and fucking on!”

He took a step closer, watching the way Atticus seemed to shrink back for just a second before trying again to make herself look tough. 

“I know it hurts. I know Peachshade meant a lot to you, and I’m sorry you lost her. But…” Aspenfall flicked his tail. “How could you treat her children like this? You know better than everyone that if she were alive, she would’ve loved these kits. She would have-”

“She’s not here anymore.” Atticus stated coldly. “She’s gone. Dead. Buried in the ground. Just like your mate that you can’t seem to get over after all these years.”

Aspenfall fixed Atticus with a stare, his expression full of shock, then grief…

Then rage.

With a yowl, he lunged at Atticus, pinning her down to the ground. He glared down at her, his claws digging into the fur on her chest.

“How. Dare. You?” He asked, his voice low. “How dare you say something so…Evil? Especially when you KNOW how it feels!”

He leaned in, so that his nose nearly touched Atticus’. “Your kits…The ones who YOU CHOSE to bring into this star-damned world…Are miserable. And it’s YOUR fault.”

Atticus growled, bristling, but made no attempt to move. “It’s not my fault. They were always brats!”

“No, they weren’t!” Aspenfall’s eyes widened, as if he couldn’t believe what Atticus was saying. “Were you really so neglectful that you can’t see a difference in their behaviors?”

He paused for a moment, sighing, before speaking. “Ashkit was the most creative kit I’ve ever seen. Always drawing. Always coming up with a new story to tell anyone who would listen. You wanna know what she does now? Nothing. She stares at the nursery wall in her nest. And when she does draw, it’s…Different. Disturbing.”

He noticed that Atticus didn’t seem to care, and he continued. “Cinderkit. Always knew what to say to the other kits to make them happy. I’ve heard her call younger cats idiots at least twice, because YOU told her that and now she’s repeating it. Now Flamekit. One of the sweetest kits ever. He used to smile so much…Now he just cries.”

Atticus’ whiskers twitched. Aspenfall looked into her eyes, hoping to see something reflected in them..But he was met with nothing.

Atticus truly didn’t care.

He let out a heavy sigh. “And now…Burnkit. He’s troubled, Atticus. All he wanted was your attention and love, and…I’m worried about him.”

“Why?” Atticus asked. 

Aspenfall wanted to yell at Atticus at that moment. How could she be so clueless?

But instead he glared down at her.

“He’s destructive, and…Violent. Way too violent for a kit his age.” He said, lowly. “He hurts the other kits, Atticus! Especially smaller kits! He tried to kill Dewkit the other day!! Do you think that’s normal behavior, Atticus?”

“No, but-”

“But what!? That’s the way he is? That’s just how he’s always been? No!” Aspenfall took some steps back, finally getting off of Atticus but keeping his eyes on her. “I don’t know why you’re trying to ignore it, Atticus, but you have got to find a way to fix this before these kits grow up and kill someone.”

Atticus rolled onto her side, staying still. When she spoke, her voice was a low hiss. “I never wanted kits. I never wanted to raise them alone.”

“Then you shouldn’t have had them.” Aspenfall said coldly. “I would kill to have had a litter like yours, Atticus. Something to remind me of the cat I loved and still have a part of them here with me…But I don’t. And I probably…Never will.”

Atticus just stared. Aspenfall kept speaking. 

“I just…I hope that one day you wake up, realize how much things are ruined, and at least…Try. To make things better. At the very least...Tell those babies that this isn't their fault.” Aspenfall allowed his voice to soften a little. “...I’m done here. I’m going back home. Stay here if you want…Or don’t.”

With that, he walked away, leaving Atticus alone with nothing but her own thoughts.

He began to trudge back to camp, his tail drooping low to the ground. 

He hadn’t ever gotten that angry in his life. If he hadn’t moved away when he did, he probably would’ve…

Aspenfall shuddered.

No.

He wasn’t a murderer.

The second he pushed through the bushes of the camp entrance, he was almost instantly greeted by Emberwhisper. The elderly tortoiseshell looked exhausted, the tip of her tail giving a few irritated twitches.

“Thank goodness you got back when you did!” She meowed. “I hate to bother you, but Burnkit is…Well, to put it nicely…Being a little terror again. Could you please come get him?”

Aspenfall sighed, turning to look at the nursery. He heard the tantrum that was about to greet him, heard the sound of Pearfur and Scrub trying desperately to calm Burnkit down. 

He had a feeling he wouldn’t be heading to bed anytime soon, like he planned.

He looked back at Emberwhisper, forced a smile, and nodded.

“Yeah, of course,” He mewed, softly. “I’ll have a talk with him. Maybe I can talk some sense into him.”

With that, he padded after Emberwhisper, following her into the nursery.

[warriors-fallen]

Fallen

Fallen is a Warriors fic about six Clans living in a nature park vaguely based on Clifty Falls, Indiana. It follows the POVs of one cat from each Clan, showing their struggles dealing with a manipulative StarClan and their respective Clans' unique cultures. Summary and links under the cut. This fic will include dark themes such as death, abuse, suicide, and the usual themes in the Warriors world. The main characters and some of the other characters were chosen by my friend and QPP respectively.

Nightkit, a BurrowClan kit struggling under the weight of a shocking revelation.

Whisperpaw, a CascadeClan apprentice angered with her star-chosen destiny.

Cherrymoon, a BranchClan queen forced to grapple with the fact her kits are in danger.

Sunberry, DeerClan’s medicine cat anguished over his healing paws not being of his own control.

Vixenrook, a ShadeClan warrior desperately trying to find peace for her and her mate.

Sheendawn, a PathClan warrior struggling with being condemned by her own Clanmates.

Follow these cats as they must dig up the roots of the misery their own Clans and ancestors are bringing upon them; before it’s too late for not just them, but for every cat.

FIC CONTENT WARNINGS:

Suicidal Ideation Suicide Toxic Relationships Stalking Emotional Manipulation Abuse Child Abuse and Abandonment Somewhat graphic descriptions of injuries and bodies Violence (typical for warriors)

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