#mooseclan

[moths-wc-aus]

Lampreystar announces her pregnancy, Ripplesprout has a crisis, more at 10

Ripple, clutching his head in his paws: I’m becoming an older brother at fifty. My daughters will be older than my siblings. Oh StarClan.

[mooseclan]

ON HIATUS FOR A MONTH (from the 18th of March) Hello, fellow people! My name is Jamie, I am 15 years old and go by she/they pronouns. My mine blog is @fionajames.

This is a Clangen blog dedicated to my Clan; MooseClan. This blog will mostly be in art, writing, sort-of-comic and ask form, feel free to interact with the cats!

Allegiances.

Moons will be tagged: #moosemoon

Asks will be tagged: #mooseasks

Any other art I do will be tagged: #mooseart

Any other writing I do will be tagged: #moosewriting

Moon updates may sometimes have writing underneath them, so look out for those. Updates will also be irregular.

[fionajames]

HEY PEOPLE RQ

I JUST MADE A CLANGEN BLOG CALLED MOOSECLAN. IM BEGGING U TO PLEASE GO CHECK IT OUT. @mooseclan THERE YOU GO. GO CHECK IT OUT. RQ. JUST. PLEASE.

[sirpoopy2]

Little thing while I struggle to tween lol

I put multiple clangen blogs that I want to edit in this as a sneak peek ig. In order of appearance we have,

Snowfrost is from @whispering-clan

Comfreyreed is from @sorrelclan

Crowstar is from @sporeclan

Conifersun is from @castaway-clan

Belle is from @almaraclan

Rimebat is from @ashpaw-is-alone

Wisteria is from @rookclan

Sheeppaw is from @silkclan

Honorable mentions I wanted to add: Rivercall from castaway-clan and Fireroar from mooseclan. I didn’t have room for them </3

[clan-logo-maker]

hey! i would just like to say oml your work is stunning. the creativity, colours, small details, all of it. obsessed. i was wondering if you could possibly draw a logo for my clan, @mooseclan? no pressure tho of course, take your time and you dont have to! i love your work so much!!! have a good day/night!!!

Well- bold to assume that I won’t answer every single ask I get.

Enjoy!

[moose-cg]

A loner waits on the border, waiting for a patrol.  When Stonesplash leads one by, he asks to join MooseClan.  He's given the name Snowsting, his new title celebrating his resolution, efficacy, and confidence.

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Tawnyswirl offers Snowsting some feathers as a welcoming gift that he can use to decorate his nest.

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Lampreystar proclaims that, though Brightpaw is young, she's been a very hard worker and deserves her full name.  She's given the name Brightface, honoring her curiosity, honesty, and dignity.

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Lightpaw's upset that Stormpaw's ignoring her.

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Lampreystar notes that Ripplesprout is still pushing himself.  During a quiet moment, she drapes her tail over his shoulders without a word, letting out a comforting purr as her son leans into her.

[frozen-whiskers]

hello, wardway souls !!

welcome to frozen whiskers, a semi-literate warrior cats roleplay server set deep in the tundras of alaskan wilderness. there are four clans within our story :

mooseclan, the strong and wise, and most traditional of the four clans.

salmonclan, the prosperous and abundant, being the most open of the clans.

wolverineclan, the fearless and unpredictable, the newest and most mysterious clan.

and craneclan, the hopeful and happy, the most religious and peaceful of the clans.

the four clans have lived in relative harmony for many moons, but an artic storm is brewing on the horizon, one that may shake the very values they hold true to themselves. will your cat power through whatever comes their way, or will they succumb to forces beyond their control...? join us and find out for yourself !!

LINK ☆☆☆

[quicktal0n]

emberstar the undaunted, star-kissed leader of mooseclan

[the-ornithomancers]

lorebuilding parts.

as mentioned in the pinned post, the lore for this aggregation is made using the base warrior cats lore as a guide, but uses the same timeline as a longterm roleplay called broken promises. the following summaries are not my work, and the original writers are credited accordingly. synopsis of the plot of arc one and arc two;

The four Clans, FlintClan, SoulClan, MooseClan, and FeatherClan, have been thriving in peace for moons. No one has gone hungry and the clans have grown complacent. The emphasize in battle training no longer has precedence, and the clans share tongues like friends at gatherings. The firm belief in StarClan has also waned, as they do not need to look to their ancestors for guidance any longer. There are more disbelievers among the clans, and medicine cats focus on their healing, not StarClan. Half moon gatherings are more of a time for medicine cats to share knowledge and gossip now, and they no longer share tongues with StarClan.

But one day the sky darkens suddenly and the air turns frigid. The clans all looked upwards in concern, as it was the middle of newleaf. When snow begins to drift down, most believe it to be just a random fluke, a passing storm. Yet the storm doesn't pass. Snow continues to fall and the weather turns colder, causing clan cats to huddle in their dens and wait for it to pass. Two days later, the blizzard dies down. Cats venture outside their camps, hungry and cold, to find that the world is covered in snow. Herbs and prey are scarce or frozen. The clan leaders turn towards their medicine cats, asking them to go to the moonstone to receive guidance, but the medicine cats arrive to snow covering the way to the moonstone. The clans are now in a panic, fearful of what their laziness has brought upon them.

They are forced to venture into unknown lands and other clans territories, trying to find prey. The clans start forming alliances, starvation turning into a greed for territory. But when a strange sickness sweeps the land, all conflicts are forgotten as the clans scramble to find a cure.

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Many moons ago, the storm hit. Snow and ice rained down for days. The four Clans, MooseClan, FeatherClan, FlintClan, and SoulClan, emerged to a world covered in snow. With the storm came sickness, war, and death. The clans still live in fear and uncertainty, with no end to the frigid weather in sight.

But one day, a medicine cat desperate to save a beloved clanmate ventured out into the territory to search for anything that could help. They looked high and low, not noticing as the sun dipped down past the horizon. They had all but given up hope when a golden flower appeared. It had petals of a beautiful gold, and a scent sweeter than nectar. It glowed among the reflection of the stars on the snow, and drew the medicine cat like a moth to flame.

The medicine cat plucked it without a second thought, and ran back to camp. They gave it to their clanmate, and the cat immediately went limp. The medicine cat assumed they were dead and went off to grieve on their own. But when the medicine cat returned to their den the following morning, they found the once dead cat sitting up in the nest, looking better than ever. The clan rejoiced and soon found out that the flower was more than it seemed.

The cat now had powers beyond any mortal creature. They could run faster than the wind, and lift logs the size of houses. They could bend their body in amazing ways, and stay underwater for hours. And soon, other golden flowers started popping up. Fields of them. But they did not glow, just heal sickness. Only eight other glowing flowers were found, and those were the ones who bestowed powers.

Eight other cats ingested the glowing flowers, and were soon respected over even leaders. The time soon became known as the “Golden Period” by those who hoped for prosperity and fortune from the miracle of the golden flowers.

But it was not as it seemed. And now the clans will soon wish the flowers had never been discovered.

(synopsis credit to discord user aryllu, previous co-owner and owner of broken promises.)

Greenleaf became a memory everyone would like to forget. An endless storm of grudges and screams. A cold fog that paralyzed your most cherished dreams and turned them into a nightmare from which you could never wake up.

A disease that took too many lives in its path, an immense pain and suffering of the felines that filled with desperation in the forest, searching for a cure that would end all this anguish and fear. But as time went by, one could only see how time passed slowly without any end to stop it. Miraculously, it was not as eternal as it was thought to be.

But just because everything has returned to normal, does that mean it's over?

. . . .

It has been half a moon since the snow has melted. The rivers have flowed again and the animals sing at dawn. Hunting has improved of late and the clans are rejoicing. The atmosphere may have blossomed again, but too many felines have been scarred by the events that have transpired. Too much blood that has been spilled on the cement, too many tears that have been shed and too many losses that have already been lost count of. They may look good on the outside, but we all know that those who lost someone suffer mostly on the inside. A scar that can't be removed, but maybe in time it can get better. Or so we wish.

As the moon rises, the clans give themselves a day and a half to be united all together and overcome this tragic story. It all starts well, it looks like there is a good road ahead. But sadly, this happiness will not last long.

As night falls, the wind blows hard and the mountains roar coldly as strange figures begin to appear on the borders. Who are they? Why are they here? What are they looking for?

Murmurs and meows are often heard in the shadows. It is no longer safe to go outside, you don't know who you might meet, or what. Danger stalks the forest with snarls and claws; they've had enough suffering, so why now? It's like a curse from which everyone is marked and can't escape. They will have to venture into the unknown if they want to learn the truth. But do we really want to know? There is only one way to find out, and that is to go back into the past.

(synopsis credit to previous staff member and owner bunz, who i am unsure how to credit seeing as she has blocked many people in the original server.)

[pocketmoose]

MAKE MY NAME A MOOSENAME MAKE MY NAME A MOOSENAME LET ME INTO YOUR MOOSECLAN

Historyandmoose? Joosie? histoosyandlangoosy? I’m so sorry, I’m not actually good at making up punny names, moose-related or otherwise!

[bingorage]

Updated detail of #RedMooseWithHotPinkAntlersOnBlack, in-progress. The new #heart element in #white is a nod to #NorvalMorrisseau and the #woodlandsschool that I include in most of my characters in a #painting. #Ottawa #N8V #art #MooseClan (at Kanata, Ontario)

[moths-wc-aus]

woe, symbols be upon thee

[mooseclan]

moons VI, VII, VIII (6,7,8)

vi: 6. vii: 7. viii: 8

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Two moons without anything and then a skinny-ass cat joins the Clan. Sounds about right.

Send asks please!!!

[root88]

request painting I did  www.facebook.com/rootysart

[red-sky-at-nite]

Greetings from Relay! #mooseclan #relayforlife #minipies

[fallingfor1d]

Day 2: best friends 4/6 of my homies #mooseclan #communitypack