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Interlude - 17 Moons Ago
Coniferfrost - 12 moons - Medicine Cat Water murmurs over the stones, echoing and overlapping âtil it sounds like voices, speaking just outside of hearing range.
Coniferfrost pauses, at the edge of the Moonfalls, and takes a breath.
The grotto is warmâ muggy, in the height of Greenleaf, and thick with kit-soft mosses. The pool within flashes, now and then, with the bodies of silver fish, and the reflections of moonlight.
Coniferfrost picks his way down, carefully, across slick stones, following the path of a spring, where it bubbles down to feed the covered pool. The water mutters gentle welcome, frothing down in brief and lovely falls, which spit up spray into the Greenleaf air.Â
Two other springs trickle in, from other openings; one stream for every clan, all feeding the same, deep pool. Featherclanâs falls- the highest- bubble from the south. Finclan's foam in from the west, raising a cool spray above the water; silvery with moonlight, so the air takes on a misty, glowing quality.
And from the north- Furclanâs river pours into the cave, breaking into smaller streams before rejoining to go fizzing down the rocks. Back along that stream, the trees bristle with needles, more than leaves. The ground goes silvery with frost.
Perhaps, Coniferfrost thinks, he will go in that direction. Sickness always seems to fester, in warm air; maybe the cooler climes of Furclan- of the territories beyond- will keep it back.
His next breath has the memory of rot on it; bodies growing worms, in the greenleaf heat. The stench of fever-sickness on hot breath, in panting mouthsâ
He shakes himself. Yes. Definitely north.
He pads up to the edge of the pool, and sees his own reflection in its surface. His face distorts, as one of the grottoâs eyeless fish flashes past, and Coniferfrost hooks it deftly from the water.
He pins it, flailing, beneath one paw, and closes his eyes in reverence. âStarclan, I offer you this bounty. May we share prey, and tongues, beneath the moon.â
The words are rote, familiar. Coniferfrost bites into the fish, and as he swallows the star-touched flesh- he drifts away.
Starclan forms around him, silver and misty as the grotto. Cats pad out of the fog; silent figures, watchful. Familiar.
The fish lies at his paws.
The eyes of the dead fix upon it.
So many, lost in recent moons; Coniferfrost swallows. It is said the dead feel no pain, in Starclanâ no hunger, or thirst, no sickness or exhaustion. But the living cats who visit must be exempt from this ruleâ because Coniferfrostâs chest aches.Â
Little Gullkit and Starlingkit are the worst, huddled behind the paws of older clanmates. Their parents still linger in the living worldâ though Coniferfrost thinks their mother will not be long behind them. He can still hear Quailquilâs breathing, thick and laboured. Can still see the bloody mucus dripping down her chin, and caking in the fur of her chest.
Lost in thoughts of Featherclanâs overburdened medicine den, Coniferfrost doesnât notice, at first, when one cat breaks from the crowd, and snaps up Conifrrfrostâs offering. A lean, long-backed brown tabby, white markings spreading in splotches from his belly. The fish crunches between his teeth, its red blood strangely vivid in this silver place.
Coniferfrost snaps out of his daze, at the sight of it. âCooperstar. You made it to Starclan.â
âI did.â The lean tom dips his head. âI am sorry to have left the clan in such a state. It is a heavy burden I have left you with.â
It is, rather. Cooperstarâs deputy had died of the mysterious plague, tooâ just before Cooperstar had. The leader, in the throes of fever-sleep, had not been lucid enough to name a replacement. No leader, and no deputy. For medicine cats, only Coniferfrost- only just out of apprenticeship- and little Lizardpaw, who had been called to the medicine den in desperation, when the more experienced Sparrowfur had died. Warriors failing, kits sick, elders dropping like flies. A heavy burden, indeed.
But Coniferfrost only says, âI know you would have stayed, if youâd been able. Ifâ Sparrowfur had been alive, when you fell sickâŠâ âSparrowfur could not have done more for me than you did.â Cooperstarâs voice is warm; sincere. âShe taught you very wellâ and speaks highly of you even now, watching from beyond.â
âI suppose.â Coniferfrost hunches his shoulders. That was kindâ but where is Sparrowfur, then, if Cooperstar is telling the truth? Why hadnât she come to see him?Â
âCome now,â Cooperstar nudges Coniferfrostâs shoulder; a cool contact. Impossible to ignore that heâs no longer among the living. âConiferfrost. Look where your loyalty- your determination- has brought you. Youâve come to speak with us on behalf of Featherclan, have you not? You have done- you are doing- all you can, for them.â
Coniferfrost swallows, hard; an almost painful gesture, like eating fishbones whole. He almost loses his nerveâ.
But only almost. The kits bolster him. The little blue-eyed kits, with stars in their pelts, and chubby paws they will never grow into. Gullkit and Starlingkit, dead, and their clan racing to follow, as if in some great game of chase. âI would like to do more,â Coniferfrost says, the words rehearsed. âTo heal them allâ to save them. But if the sickness comes to me⊠I fear for Featherclanâs future. Iâve taught Lizardpaw all I can, but heâs so youngâ he canât bear it alone.â
âNo.â Cooperstarâs eyes cloud with sadness. âI know he canât. But Starclanâs power is not limitlessâ I cannot shield you from the plague, much as I wish to. I cannot send you a cure.â
Coniferstarâs heart is a frantic thing, beating in his ears. This is it. Surely it will work. It has to. âI know.â He fights to keep his voice level. âBut you can send me time. More time, to help them. To train Lizardpaw. More lives.â
Cooperstarâs eyes widen, just a fraction. âYou want me to make you leader.â
Unreal, to hear it said out loud. Whatâs been, âtil now, only a fantasy inside his head. Something brewing, growing, rooting, since Cooperstar had died.
Coniferfrost ducks his head. Takes a breath. And thenâ âyes.â
Thereâ it is in the open. Heâs said it.
There is a silence.Â
âPersuade me,â says Cooperstar.
Coniferfrost sags with reliefâ thatâs good. That isnât a no. âThe clan has sent me, to ask for Starclanâs guidance on our leader; Iâd like to come back with it resolved. Theyâre so frightened. So uncertain. They look to me already for suggestions with the sickness. They follow me. Butâ.â He makes an effort, and meets Cooperstarâs eyes. âIf I fall sick, and die, there is no one left to lead Featherclan in matters of the plague. No one even to consult with Starclan. If I fall ill- fatally ill- the lives will allow me to outlast it. Not forever. But I hope long enoughâŠâ
âYes,â Cooperstar says. âI see.â
There is a pause. Coniferfrostâs breath is hard in his chest; It is all he can do to keep from trembling. âThenââ
Cooperstar sighs. âThenâ Coniferfrost. To die is no easy thing; even with nine lives. To die nine times of the same sickness⊠It is a torment I wouldnât wish on any cat. And youâre so youngâŠâ
That wonât be a problem, Coniferfrost thinks. But of courseâ he doesnât say it. Only fights to hold eye contact, to keep his voice from shaking. Almost. Almost. âYounger cats already have been killed by this.â He looks past Cooperstar, to little Gullkit watching him with wide, blue eyes. âI know you would keep any cat from suffering, if you could. You were a good leader, Cooperstar. A great one. Butââ
âBut even the best leader canât prevent a plague.â Cooperstar sighs; he seems old, suddenly, though he had still been in his prime, when he had died. âAnd I fear I wasnât that. So many things I could have done differentlyâŠâ
He trails off. Starclan is silent around them, except for a murmuring of voices; very like the noise of water at the Moonfalls. Coniferfrost waits, his heart hammering. The only thing still living, hereâ and soon to join them in the afterlife, if he doesnât succeed.Â
At last, Cooperstar lifts his head. âVery well. Name your deputy as soon as you return to camp. And their successor, too. Bring our clan back from the brink.â
Coniferfrost blinks. He almost saysâ just like that? It had workedâ it had worked. âI will,â he says, from very far away, his mind racing to catch up. âI swear it.â
âThen step forward, Coniferfrost, and receive your first life. I give you one for courage. May it never fail you.â
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Coniferfrost- Coniferstar, now- is still shaky, as he crosses the border into Furclan.
His legs donât quite want to hold himâ or. Thatâs not quite right. His pelt doesnât quite want to hold him; thereâs so much energy, so much life, buzzing beneath his skin, it feels like it might split at any second, and go spilling all of him out into the balmy air.
Some cousin to adrenaline, magnified a thousand times.
He can barely make himself stand still long enough to scent the air. There is no trace of Furclanâ thank the stars. Coniferstar might shake apart, if he had to hide and wait for them to pass.
Was it like this for Cooperstar, after his ceremony? Orâ
A thought, at last, stills Coniferstar, in full. That boundless, burning energy sputters, cold. Dies out.
Or does Starclan know, somehow? What he plans to do? They must see heâs heading away from Featherclan territory. Are the lives heâs gained rebelling, at his plan?Â
Coniferstar closes his eyes. His new clan can never be allowed to speak to Starclan. They can never be allowed to come near the Three Clansâ territories.
No. It will be a fresh startâ healthy cats. Good air, untainted by the smell of rot. Coniferstar will not die, choking on his phlegm, not die shivering and feverish, not cough until his lungs give out. Perhaps he wonât have to be a medicine cat, at allâ wonât ever watch another clanmate waste away.
A cool wind blows. Coniferstar lifts his nose, to it. Fresh, sharp air; bright with the smell of salt. Yesâ North. Past Furclan, and beyond. Through the rocky hills, afroth with wildflowers. To find some cleaner place.
Coniferstar shakes himself, and waits a moment, until the pelt settles smooth across his back. The manic energy has faded, but his legs are sure, and strong, and feel like they might carry him for hours, yet.
He sets off, into the windâ
âAnd in the medicine den, in Sedgeclan, Harebolt wakes up, with a jolt.
#warriors#warrior cats#clangen#interlude#moon -8#sedgeclan#ive been sooooooo excited to get to write this one.#coniferstar#coniferstar pov#harebolt#its all gone terribly wrong (it has always been terribly wrong)#i LOVE coniferstar. hes a bad nasty little dude. but i love him.#sedgeclan moon
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on identity, healing the inner child, fursonas, and cringe culture
#art#digital art#my art#fursona#personal comic#furry#wolf#i had a werewolf phase when i was 8. i would howl at the moon and i would grow my nails out and chew them into claws#comic#webcomic#web comic#comics#comic artist#indie comic#this will probably be included in a zine later#cringe culture is dead#i am cringe but i am free
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Poorly drawn Onix line (With a slightly less poorly made Steelix)
#24 years after the episode's release we still haven't gotten a Crystal Onix variant.#With Sun and Moon (And by proxy regional variants) being 8 years old.#It's a bit of an understatement to say that I'm disappointed in Gamefreak and Pokemon as a franchise as a whole.#So I made sure to spend a bit of time shining up Steelix in honor of our lost Crystal rock snake.#my art#pokemon#onix#steelix#[Poorly Drawn Pokedex]
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#landscape#paradise#nature#adventure#explore#travel#travelling#photography#red moon#moon#full moon#aesthetic#vampire#vampirecore#goth#gothic#witch#wicca#eclipse#april 8 eclipse#april 8 2024#halloween#spooky
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moon big ? no ïœĄ moon fast
#beautiful#wild life smp#hermitblr#hermitcraft#trafficblr#mcyt#mcytblr#mumbo#grian#mumbo jumbo#hermitcraft season 8#moon big#moon fast#same thing#trafficsmp#wildlife smp#life series#life series smp
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It has come to my attention that I haven't drawn sun and moon as chibis yet
I have rectified the situation:
all is right with the world
#fnaf sun#fnaf moon#dca fandom#fnaf dca#drew these during a break from my course modules#they gave me life as I reread the same page about the rivetting history of Canadian land description over and over again#I don't think I retained anything#but their bright colours and childish glee over puddles of water have healed me#crab art#traditional art#I'mma go sleep now#tomorrow's module is an estimated 8 hrs ha HA#five nights at freddys daycare attendant... save me...#five nights at freddys daycare attendant#save me five nights at freddys daycare attendant
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14k Yellow Gold Jade Ring
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49. Moon Waltz - Piano Version â Cojum Dip
Tuna, i don't know HOW you picked this song but it's literally one of the most heart wrenching things on dbhc Tango's playlist so. congratulations. i think <3 I think I said ages ago in some tags that Tango was about to get the dbhc Etho Angst treatment, and i got very quickly distracted/consumed by Destruction and Doc/Xisuma related Angst, but boy oh boy am i glad i get to finally hit on a little bit of this poor man's trauma LDFKJGDFG
I'l try to keep this brief but. I'm insane enough about the hermitcraft season 8 finale as is, and even more than that i'm crazy enough about Tango's hermitcraft season 8 finale, and then on top of all that, you're telling me a jaded, bitter android whose characterizing moments of anger and failure are carried on his sleeve is the same android who tried to be the hero and save his friends, only to let an oversight be the reason he not only fails, but destroys his body in the process???? ?? ? A machine who isn't supposed to make oversight mistakes???? A machine who somehow let a rabbit be the reason he failed ? ? ??? I dont know what you expected from me other than to be extremely unwell about him and this whole arc in general
The base version of this song is just as good, but something about the piano version gets the vibes just right for these scenes... Something about the waltz-style cheeriness of the vocals contrasting to how horrific the lyrics and situation actually are. Idk man i'm fine don't look at me
#dbhc#dbhc tango#tangotek#hermitcraft#hermitcraft dbh au#hermitcraft s8 finale#moon big#hermitcraft season 8#hc season 8#hermitcraft s8#tango#art escapades#HRAGHARHGHARGH i promise i dont have a million drawings for every song <said yknow like a liar#tw death#tw vast#tw blood#tw technogore#lemme know if i missed any content warnings!#i'm literally so not okay about him. and this snowballed okay.#fun composition turned into âoh let me do some studies so i know what i'm drawingâ turned into dramatically lit pieces with full lighting#yes the red is purposeful. dont look at me#my last crazy person rambling thought:#i like that it's unclear if the concept of being 'alive' is 'wrong' is because he's dying#or if it's because he never considered himself alive in a human sense in the first place#i just think. an android who's build for thermo regulation and resisting heat and explosions.#dying to an explosion that split his already-broken shell. making it wayyy too cold#is the most ironic freaking way to slowly loose power. trying to regulate the heat in his body because space is so cold and hes not#built for that.#dbhc music#dbhc art
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Moon & their security & emotional needs
Understanding Emotional Needs
Emotional stability is a state that can arise, varying based on our emotional needs and response.
>> Indicator âą Nurturing your soul âą what makes you a Healer
⧠Moon in the 1st House
Strong self-awareness
pursuit of validation
their emotional needs revolve primarily around themselves
exhibit nurturing qualities
Source of Security - independency, take care of others and your own emotions and needs more independently
⧠Moon in the 2nd House
A passionate worker - highly focused on work
place great importance on a sense of gain or loss
Excellent concentration skills
Source of Security - material foundations, financial stability
⧠Moon in the 3rd House
excel at gathering information
find satisfaction in gaining knowledge
Source of Security - lies in acquiring information, continuous learning, thirst for knowledge, the ability to effectively communicate and interact with others.
⧠Moon in the 4th House
are the guardians of their family
deeply care for and nurture their parents
strong sense of belonging to their home and family
Source of Security - A stable family, a familiar environment, a comfortable and safe space
⧠Moon in the 5th House
have a wide range of hobbies
find fulfillment through entertaining children
pet lovers
Source of Security - express through various forms of entertainment, adventure, creation, love, enjoyment
⧠Moon in the 6th House
workaholics
appearing stoic on the surface but harboring great passion within
find security in stable employment and a harmonious work environment
have sensitive digestive systems
Source of Security - serve the daily affairs of life, be organized, and pay attention to order, practicality and details
⧠Moon in the 7th House
yearn for companionship
nourish their souls through intimate relationships
Source of Security - Â their significant other, harmonious interpersonal relationships, good reactions and feedback from others, natural and gentle atmosphere
⧠Moon in the 8th House
highly sensitive and intuitive
prone to emotional vulnerability
easily become engulfed in their emotions
Source of Security - Understanding the truth, motives, and real emotional needs of others provides them with emotional security
⧠Moon in the 9th House
prioritize self-improvement
seek to overcome inner unrest through constant learning and personal growth
Source of Security - exploring the unknown and seeking spiritual resonance
⧠Moon in the 10th House
strive for wealth, fame, and success
believe that achievements can repair their souls and provide them with a sense of security
Source of Security - their professional accomplishments
⧠Moon in the 11th House
excel at maintaining balance in their social relationships
susceptible to external influences
Source of Security - interactions with groups and older female figures, seeking validation, acceptance, and support
⧠Moon in the 12th House
conceal their emotions
display negative and depressive moods
struggle with expressing themselves
have fear or barriers when it comes to communicating with women
Source of Security - solace in spirituality, healing, wisdom, and acts of charity
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One Dialogue, Two Conversations
What Stolas is saying: "You don't believe me when I say I love you. I fucked up so badly that you won't take anything I say seriously. There's no point in fixing this because it's broken beyond repair."
What Blitz hears: "I got what I wanted from you, and now I'm bored with you. You won't play my game, so there's no need to keep you around."
What Blitz is saying: "You can't just dump that on me and then walk away. Explain it to me! Talk to me like a fucking person! You say you care about me but you won't even listen to me!"
What Stolas hears: "I don't just not love you. I resent you. I think you're the biggest piece of shit in existence, and the only reason I put up with you is so you won't screw me over more than you already have."
#hattafan2593#helluva boss#stolas#blitzo#Lord God in Heaven please help these boys COMMUNICATE!#the full moon#stolitz#poor communication kills#spoilers for Season 2 Episode 8#vivziepop
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itâs a date!
#fnaf#moon x reader#sun x reader#time for some winter fun with your favorite duo#no dilly dallying go on you lovebirds#have fun and be back by 8 :)c#post fire au#fanart#art: copper cogs rusted through
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moon ass monday extra that i shittily colored after my shift
#pingdoobles#fnaf daycare attendant#fnaf#fnaf dca#fnaf sb#moondrop#fnaf moon#moon ass monday#yes i know its tuesday now idgaf#yes ik the color is inconsistent it was 2am after an 8 hour shift
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Cant wait for don âwas gifted a loving fatherâ quixote/sancho acting skill put into test against hong luâs horrendous family
#project moon#limbus company#it would be funny that hong lu said the abuse was actually affection only for sancho to drop the f word#limbus sancho#limbus hong lu#lcb don quixote#lcb sancho#canto vii spoilers#canto 7 spoilers#canto 8#canto viii
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"After all, who is the dreamer? Is it myself as I had existed in that dream, or myself who has awakened from it?
Well. Whichever it may be, whether it is a butterfly or not, I guess it will flutter away once again."
#my art#limbus company#project moon#hong lu lcb#i might already have some theories on what canto 8 might look like#however regardless of what will happen#i will not survive the winter
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Happy Halloween :3
mwhahaha. comic
content warning for (mostly implied) violence
#wowee 8 panel comic! i hit the image limit!#dca slasher au#fnaf#art#comic#dca comic#idk if u like chocolate but u get the idea#ask#halloween#trick or treat#slasher sun#violence#slasher moon#slasher dca#slashers#dca au#fnaf fanart#fanart#fnaf au#fnaf dca
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The song âBeautiful Little Foolâ for Fiercestripe? Because I am not getting over her death. Listened to it and she was the first character to pop into my head.
Youâre so right!
YES! Please do, I would love to see it!
The boring answer is that I've been drawing cats for a VERY long time. I think since I was 8 they have been the majority of what I drew. The less boring answer is you know the movie Spirit? It changed my life. It had a bonus video where one of the artists taught you how to draw Spirit himself and it was the singular thing that inspired me to start drawing (more likely possessed me). I think I must have been about two the first time I saw it because I cannot remember a time before I had that video memorized. I would spend hours sitting in front of that video (which was only like 10-15 minutes long) with a stack of papers just fully focused on perfectly following his instructions. I still think about that video to this day. Every time I draw legs the voice of James Baxter echoes through my mind. I don't know if that translates to why my cats are so beefy, I own a cat who is quite chonky, so that might contruibute to it, but now you have a fun fact about me regardless!
All of the heirs are chosen based on birth order! Whoever is born first gets to be heir. I personally find that making strict rules about stuff makes playing the game a lot easier for me, I find it stressful to try to pick a "good heir" when I don't know what's going to happen later in the game so to limit that I just let it be completely out of my hands. 2. The game rolled for Songpaw to become a medicine cat! I would have changed it if he was an only kit or probably if I had known that Dashpaw was gonna die, cause I was really stressed about losing my run at that point, but I do my best to write a story that makes the game make sense rather than change what the game gives me when possible. I think it helps me to not have much of a story in mind while I play, just noting down events and thoughts and then going back and piecing it all together afterwards. That way nothing can "go wrong". 3. "Heir-hood" only applies to the leaders. There is no expectation that Cavepaw will become a healer. When Weed dies that position will be open until someone wishes to volunteer for it. 4. Honestly I don't really know. This might spoil a little bit, of tension, but I truly never had that happen. I was SUPER worried about it and did a lot to make sure it wouldn't, but after a couple of generations you get to a point where almost everyone is descended from a leader at somepoint. (And also everyone is second cousins with each other but you know what there are some problems that you just have to live with.) I image the clan would look for an omen and just pick a new leader based off of that and start the process all over again. In my experience worst comes to worst just make sure you have a very accurate family tree and trace it back a couple of generations.
Thank you so much! I don't play with any mods for Loudclan, I'm too scared to lose saves to less than stable code. My favorite mod currently is Kori's Awoogen though! I just like to look at the beautiful art mostly. I use mass extinction as population control, so I turn it on and off based on how many cats I have. Two full pages is the upper limit of what I'm willing to deal with, so once a third page opens I turn mass extinction on and after an extinction happens I turn it back off. (also if I dip below 1 full page I turn unknown parents on until I'm back to two pages again). I've found after a couple of generations you can mostly stop worrying about it because the bloodlines have spread so far there's always someone who's a 6th great great cousin or something.
The game generated him Dashpelt! I probably would have picked Dashfoot to stick with the generated them of a boring suffix but to make more sense overall.
#loudclan#loudclanasks#cw blood#minor blood waring#hey folks#the sketching process for moon 29 part three was an ABSOLUTE nightmare the details of which are staying between me and two weeks of ditched#panels but im happy to say that the sketch is finished 8 out of 30 panels are done and I'm very happy to introduce you guys to#the faint beginnings of my favorite ship!#also whatever Wildfirecry is doing#he's certainly doing... something!#clangen
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