#rubbleclan

MOON 37 - PART 5

the truth, and a battle

Jst gonna use this account to post some of my Warriors ocs and follow other entertaining accts on here :] Prepare for yap, I haven't been on Tumblr in AGES (last post in 2018 good lawd) and I have much to say...

This is my guy Marrowstar!! I made him originally for an AU I'm working on and he's since quickly become one of my fave little blorbos... It's an AU in the sense that it's completely divorced from all preexisting canon characters, simply because I CANNOT be bothered with any of their complicated ass relationships or family trees :[ The Erins are not making it easy on me lmao Anyway in the AU, there's been something odd happening with twolegs for about a year now- noticeably, all activity close to the clans has ceased from them-monster sightings have slowed on the thunderpath, and kittypets who are indoor-outdoor haven't been seen around.

That's because I have no self control and this is a zombie AU lmao, anyway it begins with humans and then spreads to dogs, leading to the clans all migrating over the river that separates the city from the forest. All the clans, except... one?

Marrowstar, beginning as Marrowcrunch, and before that simply 'Crunchy,' was a former kittypet, left behind by his humans, who then adopted the clan lifestyle. He began having dreams of what he believed to be Starclan reaching out to him, blurry and undecipherable... the warriors surrounding him didn't quite believe him, but didn't have the heart to outright deny him either, for the most part. His earnest attitude earned him plenty of friends among the clan (haven't figured out which one he's joining yet.)

He strived to one day become the leader of his own clan, constantly proclaiming that he'd do it 'the right way' and eventually split off from his adopted clan. He followed their rules strictly, knew the code by heart, and respected Starclan greatly. It wasn't until he began exploring the now-abandoned Twoleg city that he formed Rubbleclan, made up of strays, rogues, and kittypets trapped in their former owner's buildings after the virus broke out that he officially became a leader.

After inspiring a group of his newfound friends to believe in Starclan and respect him as a strong personality, a star-shaped spot appeared upon his chest, his visions became clearer, and he was granted his nine lives.

Moon 0 introductions:

alright, alright! settle down, feisty young’un’s, and i’ll tell you about how our clans came to be-! hey, joykit, get off of your brother! foxkit, get off my tail- dandelionkit, no, you can’t search me for fleas- didn’t you want me to tell you all the story of the clans?!

that’s right, quiet down! if any of you make even a single squeak while i’m speaking, you’ll never hear this story again!

alright. now, how did it start again...? oh, right!

now, you see kits, this was long, long ago, way before breezeclan, cloudclan, rubbleclan, caveclan, or roseclan were even thoughts!

it’s said that we descended from clans before us, named; thunderclan, windclan, shadowclan, skyclan, and riverclan.

thunderclan was couragous and strong; windclan was sleek and fast; shadowclan was sly and cunning; riverclan was beautiful and stream-lined; and skyclan was swift and boisterous.

these five clans thrived for many generations, facing many dangerous foes. but alas, all that is good must come to an end.

over time, the clans dispersed.

shadowclan was first, ran out from their home by vicious, beady-eyed beasts called rats, whose eyes were as red as blood.

thunderclan and skyclan were next, the trees they lived amongst taken by wretched things named twolegs. oh- squirrelkit, don’t fret! twolegs don’t anywhere near us!

anyways, after the departure of shadowclan, thunderclan, and skyclan, for a long time only windclan and riverclan were left. and even then, as years passed, the two remaining forgot their old traditions, and even their own names, only becoming wind group and river group.

and then, just as the last fragments of their old life were going to be lost, it is said that a moonclan warrior by the name of ‘wind-runner’ chose a young, blind tom of the name heartspot. wind-runner spoke to heartspot, telling him of the ways of the clans, and convincing him to travel with other cats to a new land to rebuild the clans.

and that is what heartspot did! he gathered his friends, the closet being cloudjump and rosedew, and the three set off!

the journey was long and difficult. many of their cats passed on the way, either from badgers, foxes, sickness, starvation, or their own exhaustion.

but when they arrived to our territories, they were overbound with glee. of course, before the final three arrived, there were two of our clans already settled.. and i would love to continue to tell you about them...

SHE IS <3 i am VERY pleased with her design <3 here's the concept art for the 3 of them

i'm going to be calling these guys RubbleClan in the tags so ppl can find their appearances (maybe that will be relevant later ;p who knows) but for the purposes of the story they're closer to a gang and do not call themselves that