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I HAVE LOTS OF ART TO DUMP! Ordered from oldest to most recent I read AGTTDW! Here’s Anhinga, a past MudWing queen from the guide! I might design other AGGTDW characters. Based just on their names and their vibe. I’ve also really liked the idea of more unconventional, non-human crowns on dragons lately which is the explanation for the head accessories. She’s also based on an anhinga (it’s a bird, look it up!) Another WoF character I designed here is Typhoon! I just felt like drawing something because I was really bored and had artblock Next we have this furry character! I don’t have a name for them yet, but they’re a griffin. They’re a knight, but are based on pheasants (the bird species) Their wings look edible… it’s like cookies and berries and cream Anthro Rivulet from Rain World! Sky! Because I also got Legends Dragonslayer!

ive tried and failed to write this about 7 times making it seem like im not shamelessly advertising i give up. read my webtoon where ive been the past 3 years can mostly be summed up with "taking part in the long drawn out series of events that led to this" its like if i melted together my love of murder mysteries, indie/mascot horror, dreamsmp, the great ace attorney and madoka magica and slapped the story on a bunch of BRITISH PEOPLE (although it is currently on hiatus rn because i got really sick but.. give it like a week.... https://www.webtoons.com/en/canvas/the-murder-of-grace-lorimer/list?title_no=919736

I become too annoying with it so my parents banned me : D

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Yep I'm making another one! I just had a great story idea so I had to make a new playthrough for it, hope y'all enjoy! - The nine packs of the Imagination Isles were gathered to celebrate the Long-Life Feast, an event where the packs live in peace for a day to celebrate new and old life in the packs. It’s a day filled with eating, socializing, playing, and even fun challenges that both old and young nichelings can participate in. They all gather on an island with a dormant volcano laying in the middle, considering it to be sacred and the reason the packs can thrive which is why the event is held around it. Nichelings of all nine packs were having fun and socializing, well the social ones were anyway. Breeze pack, Shore pack, Scorch pack, Earth pack, Storm pack, Bloom pack, Solar pack, and Lunar pack were all gathered in celebration of newborn pups and elders in each pack with every pack having their own stories to regale. A sudden rumbling in the ground caused a wave of alarm to go through the gathered nichelings as they tried to figure out what was happening but before anyone could guess the volcano erupted! Chunks of flaming rock and lava spewed out of the peaceful volcano and smog started to fill the air causing shrieks of panic and swarms of confused nichelings to desperately attempt to scatter at the sudden danger. Nichelings rushed for the stones that allowed them to enter and exit the island but it was quickly found out that the rumbling had offset the stones and made it so that once the stones had been used enough times they tipped and sunk into the sea, stranding many nichelings that couldn’t swim. Water-able nichelings quickly vanished into the sea and started to swim and winged nichelings took to the skies as they realized that the stones were out of commission and no longer an option. Parents rushed their terrified pups across the stones and others helped the older nichelings make haste. But a large majority were trapped on the island with no way out leading to desperation as no nicheling wanted to be left behind to die. Some land nichelings tried to leave by sea only to end up digging their own watery grave while others huddled together in terror and waited for the inevitable as the lava crawled down the side of the volcano like a stalking predator. The result was the breaking of the packs as they were and leaving only remnants of the former packs in their wake, the only living ones being lone wanderers or groups that were only a shadow of the size of the old packs. - - This is one such group, an amalgamation of the old packs with each member formerly being a part of a different one, leading to a lot of confusion and perhaps even disdain between certain members. “And you’re saying I shouldn’t be the temporary leader?” Canyon, a brown-furred nicheling with a bat-like snout, said with a mix of annoyance and exhaustion as he looked over at the nicheling he was arguing with. Tiger Lily, a brown nicheling with red spots and water body, scowled at Canyon and aggressively shook her head in disagreement. “You’re far too pessimistic, a good leader needs to be able to look on the bright side sometimes, not to mention that things have to be done a certain way” Tiger Lily responded with far more agitation as her tail lashed behind her while trying to stare down the other nicheling, who simply tilted his head back with a sigh as he wondered if being in a group instead of being alone was a good idea. Burn, a reddish-orange-furred nicheling with ram horns, watched the two argue with flattened ears as they wished those two wouldn’t argue so much over the whole ‘leadership’ thing. They jolted when they felt a paw touch their shoulder causing Shiver, a grey-furred nicheling with a red mane and blue eyes, to retract their paw as quickly as they placed it on the other nicheling’s shoulder before offering an apologetic smile. Burn tried their best to return it as they noticed who it was. Smog, a black-furred nicheling with a fishing tail and velvet paw, talked to Wisp, a cream-colored nicheling with red patterning and water body, about whatever came to mind as soon as she realized that the two ‘leaders’ were arguing again and would probably be at it for some time. Wisp started talking about the crabbit that crawled onto shore as he pointed at it making Smog quickly jump on the topic and starting a new conversation to the two’s endless chatter. Eclipse, a black-furred nicheling with ram horns and a brown mane, had been trying and kind of failing to make long-standing conversation with Shell, a brown-furred nicheling with a digging paw, as he waited for Tiger Lily and Canyon to stop arguing. Eclipse quit after hearing Shell only give short, though polite, answers to his questions and attempts of chatting, instead focusing on watching the two argue with a bit of exasperation at how often the two argue. He instead went over to talk to Spark, A beige-furred nicheling with antennae, who was much more talkative. Eclipse was tempted to just take a nap because while it had been peaceful for a little bit Canyon and Tiger Lily were arguing AGAIN and he wondered if having these two stay in the group would ruin it later down the line. It wasn’t hard to see that the others shared his disdain of the two arguing as even Wisp looked annoyed at this point, quite a feat considering his usually cheery personality. “Can you two stop arguing for like, a single day?!” Spark spoke first causing Tiger Lily and Canyon to both look over at the annoyed nicheling. “Deciding where we live is a huge decision and shouldn’t be taken lightly!” Tiger Lily said obviously intending her harsh words for the nicheling next to her which only caused him to grumble. “We can’t take forever to choose either, we don’t have the food for that so settling in a place like this would be the best choice” Canyon argued as he pointed out the lack of food the group had been dealing with for the past few days. “I’d be fine with this place as long as it makes you two stop arguing about it” Eclipse sighed as he started to clear grass without waiting for any type of go-ahead as he just wanted to sleep at this point. Tiger Lily’s tail lashed but she just turned around and started to rip out bundles of grass as well, relenting as she realized there was almost no way she was winning this battle at the moment. But she promised herself that she would end up being the leader of this group so everything ran smoothly and was well planned out. The other nicheling’s relief was palpable, with Burn’s body practically deflating in relief as they realized that there wouldn’t be anymore conflict for the moment. The nichelings spent the rest of the daylight helping to clear out grasses in their own ways. Tiger Lily, Canyon, and Shell were the most efficient about it though no one really saw Shell until it was time to sleep. Burn and Shiver were silently helping each other pull out the tougher bundles of grass as they felt no need to talk and preferred the comfortable silence. Wisp, Smog, and Spark were trying their best but ended up laughing and chatting more than helping with clean-up while Eclipse lazily plucked bundles at a leisurely pace. By the time darkness stretched over the grasslands all nine nichelings were exhausted but a good enough area was cleared for them to settle down for the night. After some discussion it was decided that they would sleep fairly close for safety but needed a nicheling to stand guard while the other slept, Shell quickly offered to take up the position which caused the others to promise that she could sleep as long as she wanted the next day which she thanked them for before starting her duty. Though they stuck somewhat close Burn did keep at least a few tail-lengths between them and the rest of the pile, though they didn’t protest Shiver’s offer to sleep next to them. All the nichelings settled down after a few nichelings were warned that it was time to sleep not to chat and all drifted off to sleep.

Felt motivated so y'all get two WildClan updates in a row! Our nichelings are getting older though and I am Afraid- (Not me messing up the colors in the last update-) - “Hello there little one” After a bit of exploring a voice caused Blossompaw to jump a tail-length in the air before swiftly turning on her paws only to see a lean yellow nicheling with grey spots looking at her. “Who are you?” Blossompaw asked defensively as she took a step back, feeling like something about this nicheling was wrong in a way she couldn’t put her paw on. “My name is Spottedfrost, what’s yours?” The nicheling asked as he sat down to make himself appear less threatening to the apprentice. “Blossompaw” The apprentice answered as she glanced around the area before turning her attention back to this new nicheling. “Where am I?” She asked with a confused yet curious expression making Spottedfrost grin. “Well you’re dreaming but I am real” Spottedfrost explained which only served to further confuse Blossompaw, her face scrunching as she tried to puzzle together what that meant. “Well you want to be the best warrior of WildClan right?” Spottedfrost asked making Blossompaw perk up at the idea. “Of course! What does that have to do with you?” Blossompaw asked as she tilted her head at the older nicheling which he responded to easily. “You’ve been sent here because I can help with that, I can train you in ways that would surprise the rest of your clan and give you secret tricks that they wouldn’t know” Blossompaw’s eyes practically sparkled upon hearing Spottedfrost’s words as she realized this could give her the boost she needs to truly be the best warrior she can be, especially considering that her mentor, Robinbriar, was still gloomy from her break-up. “Why would you want me to become the best warrior?” Blossompaw asked as she realized it was a bit odd for this nicheling to want her to succeed despite having just met her. “That’s simple, your current mentor isn’t exactly in the best…state of mind to teach you and if no one else teaches you your ceremony may be pushed back and I’m sure you wouldn’t want that right?” Spottedfrost prompted with a sympathetic expression while Blossompaw thought about it, the thought of being made a warrior late because of her mentor made her afraid. How would she prove she’s the best warrior if she gets her name late? Looking up towards Spottedfrost she nodded at his prompting, making the yellow nicheling smile wide as he realized she had accepted his training. “Great! We’ll meet here in your dreams every night to sharpen your skills as a great warrior so you’ll be named in no time” Spottedfrost promised making the apprentice perk up, ready to train right at that moment. “Alright let’s go!” Blossompaw said as she put herself into a fighting position making Spottedfrost laugh a bit. “I appreciate the enthusiasm but we’ll have to wait to start training, you’ll have to wake up in a little bit” Spottedfrost said making Blossompaw deflate for a moment before perking back up. “Alright but we start next time I sleep!” Blossompaw demanded making Spottedfrost nod. “Of course, see you” Spottedfrost said which was the last thing she saw in her dream. = Blossompaw woke up in her nest again but the dream she had was fresh in her memory making her think. Maybe it was just a silly dream but what could it hurt to try, it might make her the best warrior in WildClan and that thought alone carried her through her duties. Twigpaw was feeling a lot of conflicting emotions at the moment. His dad and mom died with in few sunrises of each other and it brought a swarm of feelings that he had no idea how to truly deal with. His mentor’s oddly perceptive nature was something that Twigpaw flip-flopped between appreciating and absolutely despising, currently he was resisting the urge to claw his mentor directly on the snout for it. “It’s okay if you need some time off of training to properly grieve your parents Twigpaw” Daisyfall said as he kept pace with the apprentice as he tried to move faster as a way of avoiding this conversation entirely. “Their deaths must of hurt, especially your mother though I imagine your father’s death is probably a mixed pile of emotions for you” He continued only making Twigpaw more irritated at his mentor’s well-meaning intentions, all he wanted to do was pretend it never happened and not training would only make him think about it more. “Let’s just get this patrol over with” Twigpaw said in a snippy tone as he continued to walk, keeping his senses sharp for any sign of a rabill. Daisyfall considered pushing further for the apprentice to take a break but decided to cave and shrugged as he instead focused on trying to find any sign of prey in the area. Twigpaw’s ears twitched as he heard a faint rustle. ‘Perfect, that has to be something to hunt’ He thought to himself as he split away from his mentor to follow the source of the rustling. As he got closer he made sure to crouch and slowly stalk towards the rabill, as that was the scent that hit his nose upon getting closer, carefully placing each paw to ensure he didn’t make a sound. He made sure to calculate his jump right before pouncing, catching the rabill completely off guard as he gave it a swift bite to the neck to end it before it had a chance to flee. He rose to his full height as the rabill hung limp in his jaws. “Good catch” Daisyfall praised as he walked over with his own prey in tow but Twigpaw didn’t even acknowledge it as he strode past his mentor in the direction of camp. Daisyfall let out a small sigh as he watched the apprentice go but didn’t take it personally as he knew the younger nicheling must be hurting. All the nichelings of the clan were gathered in preparation for the ceremony to come with whispers being shared among clanmates as they discussed their own ideas for what name would be given. Even Tigerthorn was sitting among the other nichelings, surprising considering that he had all but detached from the other members of the clan after Redpaw’s passing. “We’re gathered to welcome a new warrior into WildClan, Twigpaw please step forward” Twigpaw did as he was told, stepping in front of CanaryStar as she stood on top of her rock. “You have trained hard to learn the ways of the warrior and feel you deserve your warrior name” CanaryStar spoke as she looked over the gathered nichelings before her gaze settled on Twigpaw as he simply stared back. “By the power of StarClan I give you your warrior name, you will be known as Twigstrike for your hunting prowess and boldness” CanayStar announced causing the members of WildClan to cheer Twigstrike’s new name which brought some warmth to his heart as he felt the burden of his parents death lift just a little bit. He may not have his parents but the clan always has his back when he needs it. The two apprentices, Blossompaw and Crowpaw, had silently and unanimously seemed to decide that they would not be acknowledging what happened as they had started hanging out again. The two were currently practicing some battle training in a small spot that they found near camp, and it had become habit for them to talk and relax in their ‘secret spot’ of sorts. “I’ve never seen anyone do that move during training” Crowpaw commented after getting beat by Blossompaw after using a move she wasn’t expecting at all. Blossompaw’s ears stood up as she heard what the other apprentice said. “Oh! Well I-” Blossompaw paused for a moment as she remembered what Spottedfrost told her one time while training ‘You can’t tell anyone I’m training you’ realizing she couldn’t tell the nicheling she was closest to. “I was trying my own new secret moves and found that one was interesting so I decided to keep it!” Blossompaw said with her chest puffed out but Crowpaw felt like there was something she wasn’t being told so she pushed further. “Really? Why wouldn’t you test it with me first?” Crowpaw asked making Blossompaw’s ears lower as she realized she tended to try battle moves with the other apprentice. “Well y’know, can’t give you ALL my secrets or I’ll never be able to surprise you” Blossompaw said with a chuckle as she glanced away from Crowpaw’s stare. “…Alright” Crowpaw said after some staring, not liking the idea of being kept in the dark but deciding that maybe she was just overthinking it. ‘Its not like she needs to run every battle move by me first, I’m being a bit selfish’ Crowpaw thought to herself as she decided to drop the subject and instead move on to something else. “Well how’s your hunting training going? Blossompaw cringed at the question as she recalled that particular thing, getting used to her new mentor was something that was not going well especially mixed with the fact that she doesn’t like hunting much. ”Tigerthorn is living up to the thorn part of his name with how thorny he can be“ Blossompaw grumbled as she recalled how annoyed he looked with her hunting failures. Crowpaw winced in sympathy, she didn’t even know Tigerthorn was a part of the clan until fairly recently and the thought of having a mentor like that made her shudder. “CROWPAW!” A voice caused the two apprentices to startle before realizing that it was Sandwing’s voice. “Guess you have training to do” Blossompaw said with a slight snicker which Crowpaw playfully rolled her eyes at but couldn’t disagree. “And you should probably get back to camp before your mom loses her fur from stress” Crowpaw snarkily replied back making Blossompaw sigh but nod as she rose to her paws as well before the two made their way back to camp. Mossbeetle and CanaryStar rarely had time to talk, both being so busy with their duties in the clan, but they were currently using the little time they did have to argue over a certain issue. “If you die without an apprentice the clan will lose valuable knowledge and skills that could doom the future of WildClan, why didn’t you ask for Blossompaw as an apprentice when there was a chance?” CanaryStar said making Mossbeetle’s snout scrunch in mild hostility at the question. “You should know why” He hissed making CanaryStar look at him in confusion as it hadn’t clicked yet. “I REFUSE to make another nicheling suffer the same fate I did, in case you forgot I never wanted this role!” CanaryStar’s eyes widened in realization as she remembered, she had become so used to her brother being a medicine nicheling that time had erased the memory of his disdain at being forced into it. CanaryStar’s ears lowered and she couldn’t look her brother in the eyes any longer as she felt shame burn through her pelt at the fact she had forgotten the sacrifice her brother made for the clan. “I wanted to be a warrior, going on patrols and running through the grass with the intent of hunting down rabills like the rest of my clanmates but that choice was taken from me by the stars” Mossbeetle sneered, more angry at StarClan itself than his sister, as he stared at the ground with his claws digging into the ground below. “…What should we do than?” CanaryStar tentatively asked as she chanced looking over at her brother, who sighed before looking into the distance thoughtfully. “I’m not sure, perhaps someone will come along who’s willing to take up the role” Mossbeetle simply replied making CanaryStar sad but she nodded in acceptance as she realized there wasn’t much other choice. She could use her power to make an apprentice take the role but the thought now made her sick so she left it in StarClan’s paws.

So uh I was clearing out my browser data because it was making the browser lag and uh I kinda...forgot that most of my playthrough notes (Character traits, backstories, worldbuilding stuff, etc.) are written on an online site that stores its data ON THE BROWSER so I may have lost several playthroughs worth of stuff, EXCEPT WildClan because I had scooted a back-up of it over to a different browser 'just in case, though I doubt I'll need it!' so uh at least I have that because if I lost that one I straight up might've cried- So now I'm debating whether or not to continue the playthrough I just made yesterday because while it is brand new in the background I had over 5,000 words of worldbuilding and character backstories and cannot for the life of me remember all of that and didn't get to really let all the nicheling's personalities ~shine~ yet. So I might just make a new playthrough for now until I decide whether or not I want to re-write all that.