#blissclan

Oddpaw became a warrior, Oddseeker!

Ignore the weird bleu lines, I couldn't get rid of them

The war against Blissclan has actually ended! Cypressstar and Wheatstar agreed they should stop fighting.

Hi, I’m @the-moth-from-elsewhere, but you can call me Elsie! I’m your mod for the day.

This is a goofy little Clangen blog/side project/experiment where I start with two cats, seen below, who start a clan. I’ll be tracing and trying to preserve their lineage as much as I can. The goal is also to maybe figure out how to draw cats, but that’s a side quest lol. Don’t expect this to have high quality comics and art, I, as mentioned, cannot draw a cat for the life of me. Thus, most major stuff will actually be written out.

Without further ado, here’s our starting cats!

BASE

TAGLIST:

Fuzzypaw posting ‼️

He’s the healer’s apprentice! He went through a huge redesign, originally he was a flamepoint Siamese based after my old cat! I kept his crossed eyes in honor of Miss Kitty (aforementioned old cat) 💛

BlissClan’s deputy is next!

Compared to Strawberrystar, Ferretspring is a confident and charismatic cat. He’s very chipper, although he recognises that much of the clan’s responsibilities are placed on him. They’re a ray of sunshine, without a mean bone in their body! He tends to get burnt out quickly from all his assignments and takes a day off each moon to go frolic out by himself. They’re considered one of the most attractive cats in the clan. His younger half brother is the healer’s apprentice <3

And Wheatstar lost a life from protecting the kits from a Blissclan warrior

Honeystar is Admiring Emberheart from afar…

Emberheart was seen loudly bickering with the medicine cat of HyacinthClan

Emberheart appreciates Honeystar’s helpful attitude.

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Honeystar quietly purred to herself, padding about the empty BlissClan camp, jumping across the rocks. She didn’t mind the loneliness, instead proudly smiling and imagining what it’d be like moons from now, filled with cats…

The leader deftly hopped from her perch and wandered off. Having nothing better to do with her time, she excitedly headed in the direction of her mate. 

…only to be met with a tone she rarely heard from him being used on a cat she recognized…HyacinthClan’s head medicine cat. She hissed under her breath, watching from a distance as Emberheart, despite his valiant efforts, stormed off from the confrontation, hurt shining in his eyes. Her smile immediately turned into a concerned frown, only deepening as she walked alongside him. 

“…What was that, love?…”

“…That was just…Agh, typical HyacinthClan, thinking we can’t exist without them…”

“…I’m glad you didn’t turn out like that…”

“Me too. Imagine if I wrote you off, too…I would never forgive that version of myself.”

“Well, that’s not you. My Emberheart would never.” 

She nuzzled his cheek, before suddenly bounding forwards and efficiently catching a mouse in her claws. She picked it up in her teeth, giving her mate a determined grin, before dropping it so she could speak.

“BlissClan is going to be the greatest, most honorable Clan under silverpelt, just you wait! HyacinthClan doesn’t know what’s coming!”

The speech was short, but they both felt their hearts fill with the fires of hope, Emberheart purring in appreciation.