#pondclan

[pondclan]

new moon rahhh!!

Mintshade is Grayspirit’s guide cat <3

BABIES!!!: Sycamorekit (tortie), Pikekit (gray), and Splinterkit (light ginger)

[jackthevulture]

Mother and son, you can tell one of these portraits I tried a lot harder on lol. Redcrest and Divingstrike, a Pondclan elder and warrior. Both are based on different species of Merganser. I'm honestly quite proud of both of these designs. You can read more about them on their Toyhouses, but they aren't very fleshed out yet.

Redcrest is a proud old cat with high expectations of herself and others, and not very outwardly affectionate though she loves all her kits and grandkits. She is quick to offer dissent and advice, even if she isn't asked, though her age and experience makes her viewpoint valuable.

Divingstrike is cold and critical, but loyal. Only his siblings and mother seem to be able to easily get along with him because they don't take his bristly personality as seriously as other cats.

[hibiscuit-rose]

welcome to pondclan! with 9 founding members, including a starclan guide

drawn updates will be posted for each 2-3 moons, depending on what happens! mass extinction will be off bc i have emotional attachment already <3

(also hawkpaw is mentored by softpetal, didnt have room for that)

[clansofthemidwest]

An odd group, PondClan cats are highly superstitious, dreamers, and are constantly trying to discern fate. Much of their lives are spent preparing for the next - while PrairieClan may claim to be the closest to StarClan, PondClan is much more in tune with their ancestors, always looking for signs and omens from beyond. This Clan receives the most prophecies.

(Pictured above: Honeystar, Leader of PondClan, played by @emeraldlikescats)

In PondClan, all cats do the job of interpreting visions, normally reserved for medicine cats in the other Clans. Even the most sickly cat can be considered the greatest warrior of the Clan if they're good at seeing StarClan's signs. This Clan is highly superstitious, with beliefs that range from their territory being haunted by baleful ghosts of drowned prisoners of war, to a superstition where three is thought to be a sacred number - litters of three are even considered blessed by StarClan. The stars light these cats' pawsteps - even through the dark.

Are you interested in PondClan? Applications for your own OCs are open until December 15th - and adoptables will be available until January! Check our pinned post for the application.

[lionette-art]

problematic teenagers

them!!! i know it hasn't been 2 yrs since i last posted but recently i gained a little bit of motivation so here we are..

these 3 are apprentices from my own fan made clan pondclan!!

you guys can take a guess for yourselves on which two of these frequently make fun of the other (i feel like it is quite obvious)

[vulture-jack]

Another clangen cat (with artistic liberties on the design to spice it up and make it more mine) and also a bunch of new Pondclan cats.

In order: Cavetumble, Pikestar, Riverbear, Littledace, Maplemink, and Winterhare. More about Pondclan's members here.

[solarpoweredflyingbluetoaster]

Pondclan Comic 1

Hi, this is my first little comic page for my clangen kitties. I was inspired to try this format after finding some clangen blogs here and also Dungon Meshi. Lots of Dungon Meshi XD For more context for the comic itself, here the leader Pondstar is asking the medicine cat to pick a successor before she passes. Unfortunately Puddlepond died before naming an apprentice, leaving the clan with no healer

[battle-felines-4evr]

Here's the individual members of Pondclan!

Next up is Parlorclan and whoo boy.... it's a doozy

[stormiistormii]

HI HI HELLO HI

i'm gonna get a drawing tablet sometime next month, and i want to create an alternate blog so i can make a clangen comic, just like Fallenclan (which i've absolutely FALLEN in love with lately :3) so what should i name it? if you have a better idea, please comment on this post with the name! i'll be using the crystal cave background btw!! X3

[bird--egg]

Playing Clangen again! I'm starting a clan, Pondclan, who have recently escaped from their birthclan, Tangleclan. Their previous group was more akin to a cult than a family or community, with restrictive rules about having kittens, how much food a cat could eat, and violent training methods.

Woodshade is Clawkit and Shatteredkit's father and he's co-raising them with Snowystar (previously Snowyglare).

Flaxstripe is the medicine cat and Woodshade's cousin. Burrowkit is Snowystar's niece.

They're a hodgepodge collection of cats learning how to function as individuals, and as a group. I have a lot of other details about them, so i might do more art for them later, or pictures for each moon.

[doodlecatblog]

RavenStar Pondclan wip :3 tryind a new way of coloring for this one what do yall think :)

[pondclan]

first (permanent) death in the Clan :(

check #pondlore for more context on Pearwisp!!

[jackthevulture]

More palette fun, this time with siltcloud in this fitting palette for them.

Though I chose one that isn't very adventurous, I still like the mood of it.

[hibiscuit-rose]

back to pondclan, new kits are born!! i love them sm already

hawkpaw also became a warrior as hawksting, and temporarily mentored rosepaw, who is now rosewhisker

minkrise is also retiring (he and thundertail are both senior warriors, so it makes sense)

[clansofthemidwest]

A Storm Brews Once Again.

Clans of the Midwest is a Remade, Literate, 18+ Discord-based Warrior Cats Roleplay, set in a fictional area of the United States based around the Midwest. Originally established in 2021, we are beginning anew, with open high rank and normal positions. We offer a unique experience with four original Clans, a simple dice/stat system, the ability to use Tupperbox if you wish, the ability to choose your own Clan or have it chosen for you, and chances for your characters to be directly featured in plot points, prophecies and more. Tensions are growing between the four Clans of this land - PrairieClan, swift runners living in the open fields, are at odds with BarnClan, the newest Clan, inhabiting a Twoleg farm. Likewise, RidgeClan, the fate-defying cats of the forest and river, are feuding with the vision-seeking dreamers of PondClan. Ways of life and ideals are being challenged, friendships broken, and alliances forged. What will your role in this story be?

Applications are now open. Check our pinned post for details.

[dawn-of-rushclan]

Prologue

Maos Dawnriser woke, his heading pounding as if it were trying to break out of his skull. He painfully blinked sleep out of his eyes, scanning his surroundings to see what was about.

The first thing he noticed was side. All he could see of his left shoulder and ribs were covered by what seemed to be... cobwebs?

However, this sight was not nearly as odd as what was in front of the hunter. Infront of him, two toms seemed to be arguing, and the one on the left was raising his wings to seemingly appear bigger. Raising his wings.

Shaking off the initial shock, Dawnriser staggered to his feet, hissing at the pain from his wound.

To this, the non-winged, brown tom dashed over to his side with a stern expression.

"Sit back down, mouse-brain! You'll reopen the wound!"

The cat, his stern look disappearing as Maos lay back down, let out a sigh before sitting down and properly addressing Dawnriser.

"Hello, um- I'm Minkear, and this is Greenburn." He gestured to the winged tom. "We found you after you, uh..." The cat paused as he searched for words.

"You fell out of the sky."

◇—◇—◇—◇

The two cats proved to be fine company over the next few days. They apparently had been both banished from their Clan, and were seeking a new home. Maos had nothing to judge at that.

Dawnriser, after getting it through the two's heads that, no, he had no idea where he was, and no, he did not hit his head too hard, had quickly become friendly with the two.

He quickly inferred from the structure of the two's names that they were hunters as well, but this inference was quickly disproven as they talked of their "leaders", "queens", and "medicine cats".

The wound on his side still stung and ached, but it seemed to be getting better by the day, likely from Minkear's sufficient knowledge in healing.

The more prominent thing that still bothered him, though, was the wings of the black and white tom, Greenburn.

He hadn't found the courage to ask about such an... anomaly. The wings resembled those of the fla-fa'az, much larger but still with the same structure and just as feathery.

Too curious to resist, Maos padded up to the rambunctious tom. "Greenburn?"

The tom regarded him from the poorly-built den he'd made after they decided to stay with Dawnriser as he recovered. "Yeah, how's it going, Dawnriser?"

"I, um. I wanted to ask about your wings, if that's alright with you?"

Greenburn gave an amused laugh. "Yeah, sure, go ahead. Never seen an Aviline before?"

"Nope."

"What?"

"Never even heard of them, actually. I must not be anywhere near my Folk, huh?"

"Okay, hold it–" Minkear, who had been gathering up more herbs and such for Maos, interrupted. "I think we need to have quite a few conversations."

◇—◇—◇—◇

Okay, first things first; Maos Dawnriser was not anywhere near where he had came from.

Second, he was in a place with winged cats.

Third, the Visl apparently did not show the same understanding of the common tongue as the Visl of his homeland did. Nor did any of the other creatures here, apparently.

With this information, he had then learnt what a 'clan' was. Apparently, Greenburn and Minkear had both been thrown out of the nearby Pondclan, for reasons unshared, and they seeked to start a clan of their own. Maos had gladly joined in at their offer to help them, as he hadn't anywhere else to go, nor anything else to do.

After this, Minkear had suddenly come across a small system of tunnels, which the odd cat deemed as a perfect camp. The camp wasn't ideal, in Dawnriser's opinion, but the territory, a wide and open moor, certainly was.

Minkear had been quickly named medicine cat, for his knowledge of herbs, but the other two stayed warriors for the time being.

With that, the trio settled in to their new camp, full bellies from the bountiful prey of spring, and good dreaming for the adventures to come.

Mri'fa-o, my new friends.