YawningClan

I probably won't draw them using human swears too often (maybe) but Dusk missing a mouse and saying "Fuck." was just too amusing to me to pass up lol.

A monster careens over a cliff and into a star-shaped canyon, its body crumpling in the impact. Its crushed skull explodes and flames emerge from its twisted jaw; inside, Upwalker flesh stinks as it burns. The monster’s glassy scales creak and break under the heat’s pressure, creating splits in the beast’s back – openings to escape through, if there were any living creatures left to do so. 

Crackle.

Pop. 

Bang.

Metal cages inside the monster’s belly rattle and clang. Some are empty, most contain the limp body of a non-survivor. A few have split open like the monster’s body in the crash, allowing for survivors to escape.

A golden and black cat emerges from a smoky opening, a small, unconscious–but breathing–ball of white fur hanging from their jaws. They limp through the remaining shards of the monster, making space for another pair of cats to follow. A large orange and white cat, their fur mussed and blackened by the smoke, nudges a brown youngster ahead of them, then stands by the opening to help the other survivors out of the crumpled mass: a blue-grey senior guiding a youngun of similar coloring; a young trio consisting of dark grey speckled, light grey speckled, and blonde-and-black bodies; finally, with a little help from the ginger cat of similar size, a massive green-grey rosetted cat squeezes out of the monster’s stomach and takes up the rear. The monster’s corpse creaks dangerously, warning the cats of another oncoming explosion. The tortoiseshell in the lead looks around rapidly, assessing the canyon the group has found themselves in, before getting their orange companion’s attention and gesturing to a path leading up the canyon’s side nearby. The ginger and white cat nods in agreement and the two begin to corral their group in that direction; it takes some hobbling, some whimpering, some leaning on each other, but the cats manage to reach the path and begin their way up before the monster explodes a second time. Ears flatten, noses wrinkle, pairs of grey and green and blue and amber eyes look down on the wreckage with both concern and relief. 

The cats, former free-roamers and Upwalker pets having been captured and force fed into the monster at one point or another, had no idea where they were or how far away they were from their homes. Their options were to roam the seemingly endless canyon in search of help and resources, or make their way up to the dark, thick forest above. Up the canyon’s side they went. 

Amber goes by Amber/Amberstar for the first several moons as a courtesy to the stories they're using to help guide the building of their Clan; however, after Amber gains official leader status, he earns the name Amberfather and 8 lives, hence the information on his card

Mumblemeadow swaps between being a warrior and medicine cat for the first few moons, hence the combination title on his card

Skippaw becomes a warrior only a moon after the Clan's founding, so I felt like it was worth putting her warrior name on her card

Snowkit doesn't realize they're trans until early into their apprenticeship but it makes me uncomfortable referring to them by their dead pronouns, so I'll be referring to them using they/them or he/him from the jump; similarly, Fogpaw doesn't realize they're trans until a little bit into their apprenticeship, but I will be referring to her as she/her from the jump

Fogpaw was made a medicine cat apprentice a moon early at the Clan's founding (Moon 00) due to necessity