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boy i fucking love it when it is guaranteed i can get healthcare and medication and hormones as a trans person in my state and awesome, kind doctors just aren't allowed to give me that.

more under cut

ive been really stressed atm due to issues with trans healthcare stuff, labs being done for that, etc so i will lack posts

im really sorry if you sent in a art req, im doing my best to keep up with schoolwork and just being. ok

#self rb #delayed updates notif yeah

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Moon 5

(Nothing interesting happened in Moon 4, so I decided to skip most of it's events. Luckily, we have a new trainwreck.) Warning: This moon contains blood and content related to childbirth.

Sunrisepaw padded along one of the paths that developed from his frequent gathering. Heatherpaw was at his heels, humming gently. He twitches an ear before stopping in his tracks.

"Sunrisepaw, stop. I hear.. something." Heatherpaw whispered with her oddly infuriating voice. Maybe because he heard it first, and didn't need to be told like a kit. She was helpful though, he knew that.

He nodded, and heard it again, louder. An earsplitting mewl, then a hiss. His paws felt cold in the dirt, and something inside him tugged. Something was wrong. He ran forth, tripping through the bushes before stopping. His heart dropped.

Whispers gathered in his ears, guiding his paws swiftly. Acutely aware of Heatherpaw's newfound presence. It was like he was in a trance, muttering under his breath. He yowled behind him to Heatherpaw, who seemed frozen in place. "GO GET SONGSKY!"

His friend.. turned tail and ran, hopefully, to get Songsky. His paws were stained from mud and blood, and he was more... aware now.

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Heatherpaw had burrowed into the new mother's fur, sobbing wholeheartedly. She'd been incredibly incoherent since they got the kits and the queen back to camp. The cat was apparently her mother, from JunkyardClan.

Sunrisepaw felt for her, even with the twinge of jealous flaming from within him. It wasn't fair. She got her siblings, and her mother.

But, she was happy, and that brightened Sunrisepaw's smile, even if just a small step. Plus, he did not envy her now, who would have to deal with five new little brothers.

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Oh boy! Five kits! All toms! My.. favorite... number. I haven't mentioned their names yet, because their mother, Squirrelbillow, hasn't chosen at the time of the writing. They are named Dewkit, Leafkit, Hillkit, Goldkit, and lastly Milkweedkit. (left to right) I hope you don't mind my skipping of Moon 4, because I didn't have anything too dramatic to happen.

#clangen #clangen oc #clan generator #warrior cats #warriors #artists on tumblr #rs heatherpaw #rs sunrisepaw #rs squirrelbillow #rs dewkit #rs leafkit #rs hillkit #rs goldkit #rs milkweedkit

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Moon 4 - Begrudging Bonds [1/2]

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Now, Heatherpaw wouldn't say she liked Sunrisepaw. The moment she joined their.. barely a clan-to be fair- he looked at her with wary eyes.

Her! Of all cats. An extra paw aboard who helped bring him food, who marked the borders. She didn't get it.

She was competitive, sure, but he was overly stoic. And she couldn't imagine why, as she trots along with him as he sniffed amuck the mud and foliage for oh-so-precious moss.

This sunrise Songsky had asked if Heatherpaw would go patrol with Sunrisepaw to help him collect whatever he asked. Heatherpaw was sure that her mentor spotted the twitch of her whiskers, but her eyes were tired. And Heatherpaw would do what she asked. Of course.

She stepped close to him, not exactly sure where she should help. His ear twitched back. His voice carried from his muzzle to her ears, a soft one. "Sorry, Songsky made you come to get moss with me."

"It's fine, I don't mind." Heatherpaw sidestepped, bumping her shoulder into Sunrisepaw's. She was nearly grinning from ear to ear. She did.. want to know him better, she supposed. Clanmates knew each other. They always do, or thats how it was in her old clan. She let out a trill of happiness. "Hey, we are gonna get like, all of the moss here. I bet I'll get more!"

She began clawing at the moss before Sunrisepaw put his own paw over her own. He looked the other way, taking a deep breath before muttering. "Don't claw at it like that, it will be harder to carry.."

His own claws pressed gently into the moss. They were sharper than her own, he would've been a great fighter. So, then, why.. even.. be a healer?

...

"Like that. Okay, Heatherpaw?" Sunrisepaw looked over to Heatherpaw. She nods absentmindedly, looking to him. "Carry this bunch. We have enough to go home."

they have. the tiniest. romance little bar. and some jealousy? these. absolute. idiots. keep having negative and positive relationship events like "sunrise always tends to heather last" but balanced by "sunrise and heather realize they have a lot in common" IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTHWHAT ARE YOU ABSOULUE FREAKS. ON ABOUT?

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Moon 3 - Father, Son

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A moon had come and gone faster than usual for Sunrisekit. A new member of the clan, and all of a sudden Songsky couldn't look at him.

It stung to Sunrisekit's very heart. He felt he made progress, comforting her throughout excepting the loss of her clan. He decorated their nests with her, ate with her, talked with her.

What had he done wrong?

He curls his tail around his body, touching the tip of his nose. His nest restings in a small group of plywood and tires, holding soft moss and feathers.

The moment he opens his eyes, his fur is whipped across his face by wind. His whole body began to prickle.

Sunrisekit was not one to dream, and if he did, it was a nightmare- or a hazy thing that he couldn't recall when he woke up. This was different.

His mind instantly sparked, recognizing something in the fog, a familiar ginger pelt: Father.

His father's fur was translucent, glittering with stars. One of his legs was wrapped up behind him in a purple wad of plants Sunrisekit had never seen before.

And then it clicked for Sunrisekit, that the cat was dead. His father was dead. Tears ran from his eyes before he was embraced by his father.

"Sunrisepaw?" Frankie hummed slowly, patting his son on the back. Sunrisekit looked up, pondering that. He was old enough to be an apprentice now. Wasn't he?

"I'm still.. Sunrisekit." He murmured. Tears soaked his father's shoulder. He was drifting. It had only felt like a few tail twitches that the kit stood with his father.

-

He woke up, gently tapping Songsky.

"I want to be a healer."

#clangen #clangen oc #clan generator #warrior cats #warriors #artists on tumblr #rs frankie #rs sunrisekit #rs sunrisepaw

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future chapters may be better without 1st person

#ooc

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Moon 2 - Clans?

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WARNING : This chapter contains a semi-detailed depiction of a cat's prey, and the kill. There is blood, but minimal blood appearance on the prey's fur.

I raced with as much energy as my body could muster, along the thunder rails chasing a quick rabbit. All too familiar from running towards the train...

I've been trying to put that out of my mind. I make the final leap, nipping the rabbit in the back of the neck before quickly snapping said neck. I paused, ear twitching.

I lift my head from the kill, blood in my mouth. Snapping the neck usually does not leave blood, but the things struggling had let my fangs sink into the thing's scruff. I lapped around my mouth, hunger clawing at my stomach. I still followed the warrior code, even if no longer in my clan. Sunrisekit will eat first.

I look past the rails, taking a break from my chase. I could have probably caught more prey with less energy, but rabbits will help the growth of Sunrisekit and keep us strong.

I hear steps.

Pawsteps, I'm sure. The ever-familiar pitter-patter along the grasses, then the pitter-patter onto the rails. Onto.. the.. rails? Songsky lifted her head so fast she felt a bit dizzy.

My head shot up to see a cat. A small tortoiseshell cat, apprentice aged. Midway to be a warrior, I guessed. My ear twitched as a singsong voice met my ears.

"Hi there, Songsky!" The chirpy voice answered. The young cat's blue eyes-tinted with purple- seemed to stare right into me. How did she know my name? My fur stood near on end. "Is it true you're part of TrainClan..er.. StationClan?"

"State why you are on my territory. Also, how do you know my name?" I tried to make my voice sound as intimidating as a grown warrior would. It's not all too successful. It was a younger cat. But.. I have no desire to harm.

"I.. came to join your clan. My name is Heatherpaw." Heatherpaw meowed slowly. Her eyes certainly matched the name. She seemed to deflate a bit, my eyes tracing her body. She was by no means starving, but some of her ribs were visible. "I was told by a kittypet."

"A.. kittypet?" I paused. My brain darted right to the thought of many the clan once met. My eyes held a far-away look. I couldn't even trace the thought her name was clan structured. She was an apprentice.

"His name was.. Frankie." The apprentice meowed sorrowfully, and I nearly froze. The fur on the back of my neck stood high. Sunrisekit's father? "He was injured when he came to the clan. His leg was mangled, he was incoherent. He talked about a 'TrainClan.' But.. he died. Our healer said he was too far gone."

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"Anyway, I wanted to join you! You guys have only been in ender tales!"

Heatherpaw joined the clan, leaving Songsky with a lot to think about...

Thank you guys for 58 followers, seriously yall r awesome <3 I didn't expect someone new so fast! wonder what all they are saying means. Asks open for Heatherpaw, Songsky, and Sunrisekit! Perhaps Frankie too.. if you are curious..!

#clangen #clangen oc #clan generator #warrior cats #warriors #artists on tumblr #rs songsky #rs heatherpaw

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sneakpeek- who's this?

#thank you for 50 followers! <3 #rs ??? #rs ooc

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FUCK WRONG BLOG REBLOG im gonna die.

#ooc

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refs in pinned now so i can be more exact with art c:

ages as of moon 1!

#rsrefs #rs sonsky #rs sunrisekit

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(hey! no reason to respond, im not sure if you're going to be entirely doing rp or not on here, but i just wanted to say!! rainworld reference! spotted! woo! also your art slaps d:)

i'd be fine with rp asks, but i would specify what is canon and what is not. like, the oc used would not be canon. information you get would be! also yes, i didnt know what to put on the train so rainworld :'] personal promo, my rainworld blog is @batnip!

#ooc ask #scmod

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MOON 1 - SETTLING IN ?

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Songsky has been kind to me. I think she's also quite sad. It.. is kinda my fault, but she won't let me say any of that. I think she blames herself.. I think she misses her parents, too. I miss my papa too, but everyone was nice.

The calico cat sits mournfully upon one of the broken pillars of strange rocks. They look like the ones by the old house papa n' mama n' the siblings lived at. I think she wants her friends to come back, but she knows it won't happen. I felt like that when my papa told me I was leaving with the clan.

I hope he's okay. And the rest of the cats are. I told Songsky that, and she looked a bit less sad. Maybe. I hope she is..!

She let me share prey with her! She gave me one of the fat pigeons she found on the outskirts of the city, and helped me decorate the nests with the feathers.

I hope that made her happier. ~ Sunrisekit

first experimental thing! tried lineless, and drew a kinda bad train. ironic im focusing on trains where i can't quite draw em.. i'd like to think the perspective is from sunrisekit himself. i wanted to focus in first person, to put you into the character's head! thats why in the prologue, you are songsky. she's kind, she rushes to help a kid, and she can't catch up with her family. her friends.

#clangen #clangen oc #clan generator #warrior cats #warriors #artists on tumblr #rs songsky #rs sunrisekit

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Placeholder, Sorry!

Two left behind cats, living along the thundering rails where trains speed along. With hope, they may reunite..

Begin reading here!

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PROLOGUE | MOON 0

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My paws burn. I've trained, though. StarClan! I've ran for seasons upon the trains, along the thunder rail. I've followed my mother, my father, my clan's pawprints.

Today was different. The train was picking up, and my friend Chestnutecho sitting at the back of the train, face strained. He called for me with a shout. "Songsky! Cmon, please get on the train."

"That- that's-" My voice couldn't be heard, with Chesnutecho's voice was but a whisper on the wind, but I ran. My paw up on the train's end. So close. I lept onto the train. It begun to pick up. I wheezed, tired from the running on the metal track. My voice met Chesnutecho's ears better here. "That- that's everyone right? Every cat?"

"Yes that must be-" Chesnutecho froze, like a deer in the middle of a thunderpath, staring into the eyes of a monster. He sounded choked up, voice filled with emotion. "Oh.. StarClan!"

I turned, a small bit wobbly with the train's increasing speed. And I saw. Sunrisekit was running towards the train. It was a terrible mistake that the clan forgot to grab the kitten. Sunrisekit was barely a new member of the clan, at the last stop of a train, they met a tomcat called Frankie.

Frankie was a kittypet who had no long for a life outside his home. However, he had a kitten. His little sun, he would call him, could be taken away by his housefolk once he was old enough. So the clan took his kit with grace.

I lept without a second moment, grabbing the kitten by the scruff. I was filled with adrenaline as I chased the train. Chesnutecho was frozen, watching me. The tom was yowling out, anguished, but I was to far to hear it. I just got farther and farther away.

I got off the track, running along a broken wooden path to keep up. Before I couldn't. My paws burned, the kitten weighed down me down, tears blurred my vision, and the train was far too fast. The train's screeching against the thunder rail got quieter. And Songsky stopped. She put the shocked kitten down. "...I can't."

"I can't... catch... up." Tears stung in my eyes, Sunrisekit looking up at me with bewilderment. My breath was caught in my throat, and I stood in defeat. The kitten, just two-no- three moons old, lay his head against my leg.

NEXT MOON HERE

finally trying this again! a clangen blog. i really wanted to take pressure off myself while making a new blog, as im always super extreme with my pressure of drawing. its why all the panels are different, im not putting as much pressure on my self. i may even do experimentation with different styles anyway, meet songsky and sunrisekit. part of a train riding clan that rode along the lands, never quite settling down. but now, songsky and sunrisekit are left with no other option, and rumors from other felines in the woods.. heavily inspired by @silkclan, @fringeclan-rebirth n @juniper-clan (massive apologies if tags are bothersome i will remove them if you want or do @/tag!! so sorry if they do bother)

#clangen #clangen oc #clan generator #warrior cats #warriors #artists on tumblr #rs songsky #rs sunrisekit