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sunflower It was a bright, beautiful morning. The sun was rising and scattering colorful clouds across the sky, and the air smelled like flower pollen and warmth. It smelt like summer, and it was just brilliant, so Sunflower thought. She watched the sunrise every morning, and the way it seemed to tint everything into different colors. Sunflower yawned and whipped her small striped tail in the dusty ground. She whispered under her breath; today is my day. She stretched her eyes wide, they were such a dark amber they came across as brown. With a brisk tail flick and the twitch of a milky white whisker, the young molly stood up and padded energetically to her den. Herbs scattered the floor, she hadn't sorted. But before she started, she sniffed the air. The different smells of the dozens of herbs were like a spectrum of colors. It reminded her of her kithood in the sunflower field. Marigold, Tansy, Cobwebs, Poppy seeds, the pale ginger tabby molly muttered under her breath. Her memory for herbs was incredible, as she and her sister had been raised herb collecting and learning the names of the different herbs. It had always been her sisters dream to be a medicine cat, and Sunflower had always wanted to be a leader. But her sister Flowerpaw made friends with the wrong cats, and that had been her downfall. Sunflower was doing this for her sister, she just wanted Flowerpaw to be proud when she looked down on her. Although as the years went by, Sunflower realised her real passion was with herbs, not leading. Hearing her clanmates waking up outside, Sunflower licked the herbs out of her short but thick coat and skipped to the entrance of her den. She noticed a thick furred snowy white apprentice walking with Gryestar and his mentor towards the entrance. The apprentice spotted her and meowed. "Good morning Sunflower! its my last hunting assesment today, and if I do well I'll be a warrior tomorrow!" Sunflower felt her heart fill with happiness. "Best of luck! I know you can do it!" she replied "Thanks Sunflower, you always put me in a positive mood!" The ginger molly purred, she wanted her positivity to rub off on others too, or there was no point to it! but although some of her clanmates liked her, some were the opposite. Sunflower had always had a problem saying no to things, or telling someone the honest truth if it was negative. Her biggest fear was to make another cat fearful or angry, so she often told lies to make them feel the opposite. A queen had given her a sick kit to tend to, Sunflower was trying her best but she knew the kit was in danger. She didn't want the queen to be worried, so she told her everything was going to be fine and the kit would be healthy soon. But the kit wasn't strong enough to make it through the night. The queen accused her of being a liar, and she was right. Sunflower had lied for the good, but it had come out in a negative way. The queen also made some others think negatively of Sunflower too. The she-cat was shocked. She was always thinking of how brilliant and wonderful things were going to turn out, so once something went wrong, it shocked her and made her leave a negative affect on others which made them resent her deeply. Sunflower walked from her den to the territory. The crunch of leaves beneath her paws and the smells of prey were what made her love the outdoors. Although she doesn't tell anyone, Sunflower doesn't even sleep in her den, she goes into the territory and sleeps in the open. It is more dangerous being out at night but the thrill and the knowledge of her independance makes her do it. The caw of a blackbird snapped her back into the present. Spotting it in a tree, she leapt up and hooked it with a claw of lightning speed. Although she is a medicine cat, she is a seasoned hunter as she is very fast. Sunflower enjoys hunting but the aspect of fighting and violence frightens her. It just isn't positive, she thinks. But sometimes her thinking that talking and not fighting is better, sometimes it just doesn't solve issues. Her clanmates think of her as her name, a sunflower bright and bold, always reaching and growing to the sun, a sign of joy and larger than life. |
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Twistedpaw is a dark brown tom with amber orbs for eyes. He has a long, blackened scar running down his left eye. Ever since the battle that left him wounded, Twistedpaw's left eye has been to injured to open. He's had a hostile attitude towards medicine cats, since they couldn't save his left eye sight. He used to have a sister. She was from an earlier litter, and she helped him hunt and train. Her name was Breezestream. Ironically, she died in a stream. The medicine cat had not been able to expel the water from Breezestream's lungs, which caused Breezestream to die. His heart torn in half, he became ever more hostile to medicine kitties. He hardly mourned the losses of medicine cats. Hey!!! That was a pretty good start! Let's continue with... THE INTERVIEW!!! So twisted,.. If you got elected, would you be happy? Um, I guess... It'd be cool to save cats.. I guess Thoughts on herbs? Yucky Ok then.... Anyway!! Tell me a little about yourself. Background? Well, my parents are Snaketooth (Dad) and Shimmerpool (Mami)... The human that wrote my intro (Stupid human) mentioned that I had Breezestream for a sister. She was Shimmerpool and Darkstride's Kit. Then Darkstride died and along came Snaketooth. Mother always said that Snaketooth was kinder to his kits. I asked Breezestream about that (Breezepaw at the time) and she said that Darkstride was a good mentor, warrior, and cat, but he lacked fathering skills. She said she still loved him, and she knew that Darkstride had loved her, but he didn't know how to express it. I had litter mates, Fernkit and Azurekit, now they're paws, like me. Fernpaw says I should give meddles a chance, and I guess she's right. Azurepaw left to be with two legs as soon as . Now she's called "Jewel" she explained that jewels are pretty stones, and that an Azure was also a type of jewel, but not exactly. She gave me a small, round, stone that shined. She called it a "Ruby". I like it a lot. I keep it in my nest to try and remember the times when it was Jewel in my nest, not a stone... Did you have to make it so long? Seriously dude... Also,tell me about your relationships. Make it romantic, ok??? Well, the only love-ties I feel are to Jewel and Fernpaw. Fernpaw said that when she last visited Jewel, (Fine, I'll admit it. We visit her a lot) the two legs called her "Cupcake" Jewel explained that cupcakes were some sort of treat that the two legs ate. Fernpaw scowled at that... Well, ok.. So no love? No. Uh, Yay!?! I hope you get elected!!! *facepalm* bye |
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Interesting... *tosses Petalstorm into a random convenient spotlight*
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My cat, as well as me, are rather new but her name is Risingfeather, she's a silver tabby she-cat with blue-gray stripes. She is 45 moons and she has slight battle training as well as high knowledge of herbs. She DOES believe in StarClan and has had hopes of being closer to them by being a medicine cat.
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ThunderClan Medicine Cat Applications: Songkit
Hello! My name is Songkit! I'm almost an apprentice! I've always wished I could be a medicine cat! Okay, too many exclamation marks. Oops. Anyway, I may seem hyper when I'm excited, like I am now of course, but I'm actually pretty quiet. I don't play much with the other kits, but when I do, I'm always by my sister Rosekit's side! I am a tiny silver she-kit, with big sky-blue eyes. Or at least, that's what my mom Flameflower tells me. I have a long fluffy tail with a white tip. I have small white paws and a dash of white on my chest fur. If I didn't get to be a medicine cat or at least a medicine cat apprentice, I'd probably be an okay hunter. But if I focus really hard, my eyes go all wonky for some reason... Otherwise, my eyesight is really good!. My hearing isn't too bad either, but I cannot tell what cats are saying if they all talk at once... The reason I should be a medicine cat is mainly because of this: One day, I was playing with Rosekit when I saw a brightly colored butterfly flutter to me. I started following it. I didn't realize I strayed out of camp until I was in a clearing, surrounded by rose bushes. There was a small entryway, where I came in. The butterfly fluttered around me and landed on my nose, just as a nearby songbird started singing. When the butterfly got off of my nose, it led me back home. Rosekit was trying to get something out of her paw. I came over, and saw there was a tiny thorn in her paw. She said she couldn't get it out, and that she didn't want to tell Mom or a medicine cat. I managed to pull it out without hurting my sister. I'm not sure if I would ever want a mate. Probably not. |
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Patchkit, a tiny 5 moon old kit, is a very odd cat, from his appearance to his personality. Let's take a look at his appearance first. As many could tell if he saw him, he is a little calico, and it is extremely rare for a calico tom to be born, even more rare than a ginger she-cat. How was he able to get his fur? Well, the X chromosome, given by the mother, is how cats get their orange and more often than not, more orange toms than orange she-cats are born. So how can a male calico be born? Well in order to get a calico, it must have two X chromosomes. But a male cat has an X and Y only most of the time. So when he was born, he was XY, but XXY. His mutation is astonishing and beautiful to look at. However, he won't be able to pass his genes to his own kits. Even though male calicos are extremely rare, most of them are sterile. So, Patchkit cannot have his own biological kits. This isn't a disease, however, he is as healthy as a kit can be. His inability to have kits is only one of the few prices of his beautiful fur. Next we shall discuss his personality. On first glance, one could assume he is a timid, introverted cat. While it is true he hates crowds, he certainly isn't shy. If he has something to tell you or has a different opinion, he'll be sure to talk your ear off about it. He isn't a motormouth and knows when to censor himself or become completely silent when he needs to. He respects queens and elders and is more lax around kits and shames and looks down on cats that would harm or kill them, which is why he despises Dusk Syndicate and how they "take care" of their elders. He tends to get really into his work and despises distractions and will shoo any away if they try to distract him. He is actually a very caring cat, he just has a weird way of showing it. In short, he's a grumpy, sassy, opinionated cat who cares very much. Gyrestar is at a loss of what to do. There is no deputy to be the successor of ThunderClan. Zerosight stepped down, and the previous apprentice of his passed, meaning there was no cat hear to heal the injured cats of this proud clan. Gyrestar could feel dark times for ThunderClan were upon them if he didn't do anything. He was the new leader and things already seemed to be falling apart. He didn't like the thought of the other clans or the Syndicate seeing them as weak and attempt to attack them. What was he to do? He needed to find a cat who could heal the injured and sick cats, but no cat has much knowledge of herbs. He looks up to the sky and sighs. StarClan will show him a way to save his clan soon enough. Right now, he needs to keep his clan from going into a panic. Gyrestar was walking close to the nursery when he saw a calico mother and her kits, some calico as well, some not. One kit that caught his attention was a small calico that was tom. He walks over to the mother. "I thought a dappled pelt like that only appeared on she-cats." He said, astonished. The mother beams and replies that he is an extremely rare case and she and her mate are very proud. He asks for his name. "Patchkit" she mewed sweetly. He was around his siblings and watched them play. Gyrestar how odd it was how he wasn't playing with them. Any kit that tried to pull him toward them, he would shoo them off and return to his previous spot. His mother noticed it too, and she mewed lowly that she noticed and was concerned about it too. After a few moments of watching them play, Gyrestar bids the queen adieu and walks off after taling one more look at the calico. That night in his sleep, Gyrestar had a dream. Overhead was a storm that roared and thundered above him. The leaves on the bushes and trees that surrounded him had a brown, red and white pattern to them. A branch came down and almost landed on him, but he got out of the way in time. Lightning flashed behind and he began to run. The lightning and roar of thunder was behind him. He crashed into a bush and suddenly, the place he landed in was nothing but peaceful. The storm and thunder ceased. Gyrestar looked around and he was in a field of various herbs that decorated the forest floor. He also noticed a transparent cat standing in front of him, looking up at him with kind eyes. Northpath, the cat who was supposed to succeed Zerosight. Gyrestar began to ask many questions and he only replied with a tail motion for the leader to follow. And he followed. Northpath led him into the nursery and stood next to the mother Gyrestar talked with earlier who was snuggled up with her kits, including Patchkit. Northpath walked over to him and pointed to the kit. "This will be your new medicine cat." He purred. Gyrestar looked a bit shocked. A kit? Should this kit really be burdened to heal the sick and injured? Gyrestar shook his head. "This kit this young shouldn't be medicine cat. He is inexperienced and has no mentor." Northpath says he will have StarClan and Zerosight to guide him. "But making him medicine cat means he may have no mate or kits. Are we really going to force this kit into this fate?" Northpath lowered his head. "He will be unable to have kits in the future." He mewed softly, to Gyrestar's surprise. "Toms like him often have this disability. Do not be discouraged, he is just as healthy as a kit can be at his age. He may not give the clan kits, but he can still give life and that is by serving the clan as a medicine cat. Think about, Gyrestar." And Northpath left his side and disappeared, giving Gyrestar time to think. Gyrestar popped his head in the nursery and called the mother out to speak. He told her of his dream the night before and how Northpath wants Patchkit to be medicine cat. She is astonished and while she admits that is a honor, she isn't fully supportive of it, because she dreams of him and his siblings growing and her watching them have their mates and kits. Gyrestar tells her that Patchkit or any other tom with his pelt cannot produce kits and that statement broke her heart. Gyrestar tells her that he once he is 6 moons old, which isn't too far from now, he will announce him as medicine cat. She doesn't respond, she crawls back in the nursery and went over to Patchkit and embraced him and licked his head nurturingly, and Patchkit didn't understand why she was suddenly so emotional, but didn't say anything of it. Patchkit is 6 moons and he and his siblings sit by their mother as they await to be called by their leader and assigned their mentors so they can be warriors. Patchkit was given a surprise that day. He was not training to be a warrior. Gyrestar announces him as the new medicine cat. He, as well as the rest of the clan are in shock. He was also going to be given a warrior mentor so he can learn to defend the clan as well as heal it. There was a mix of reactions from the crowd. Some cats remained silent and judgeful for Gyrestar to allow a kit to handle herbs. However their scorn was drowned by the roar of cats cheering on their new medicine cat, his father and siblings being one of them. His mother nuzzled him, her eyes shining with a mix of happiness, proudness, and sadness. He has been moved to the medicine cat den, where he sleeps and works day and night. Every day is tiring. He would gain warrior knowledge throughout the day and in the night in his sleep, he is taught how to be a medicine cat by StarClan ancestors and Northpath. So in short, he was always working, whether he was conscious or sleeping. He was very dedicated to his work as well. Sometimes throughout the day he would visit Zerosight to help him with certain tasks. The fact the clan had to look up to by a mere kit still didn't sit well with all cats of the clan. They refused to be healed by him, some wandering around with scarred, infected wounds and sniffling noses. A few cats died due to being too stubborn to seek Patchpaw, and the fact cats were dying added to his stressful life. He didn't recieve much support from the other clans either. When Gyrestar announced him at the next Gathering, some cats laughed at them, others ridiculed Gyrestar and other ThunderClan for letting a kit heal their wounds and make them healthy again. Though he was opinionated himself, he was still young and still hasn't learned how to ignore others' insults. StarClan cats tell him not to be discouraged and to keep working because one day that work will pay off. Patchpaw took care of many cats, though not all were happy with his service. He wasn't a very gentle medicine cat (except with kits, queens, and elders), and his craftsmanship on injuries were less than adequate. However, Patchpaw, in his words, has been responsible for a number of deaths for the ones who did come to him. A queen who had to him to assist her died while kitting due to pain, though he was able to save all the kits. A kit died of greencough when he wasn't able to figure out what to give him. Two elders died of the same reason. These deaths caused more ridicule against him, in and outside the clan. These death counts also made Patchpaw reach his limit. StarClan cats would tell him to calm down but he would only reply by yelling at them. He wished he wasn't medicine cat. He wished so many cats didn't die because of him. His mother came in one day and she was a distraction he wasn't able to shoo away his own mother. He told her about his stress and struggles. She hugged him and told him not to be so stressed. Every cat makes mistakes and he is still an amateur. Some day he will be a master at healing, he just needs to stop stressing and rushing. He took his mother's word to heart and stops trying to rush his education. His life from then on will be a better and as he gets more experienced and older, the more confident he feels of his role in the clan. The ridicule he got before detoriated greatly to a small stature. Even after he is no longer an amateur and a full fledged medicine cat he rarely goes outside his den and sometimes needs encouraging to leave by friends and family. (If he gets accepted, I will turn this into a full fledged plot named "Patchstorm's Burden" that will mostly be the above ^^^) |
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Mapleheart Basics |Age || 22 moons |Gender || Female |Sexuality || Asexual |Home || Thunderclan |Bloodline || 50% Thunderclan 50% Kittypet Appearance |Breed || Burmese |Base Coat || Brown |Markings || Black behind, back, face, and paws as well as a black tail tip |Pelt Length || Short |Eye Color || Amber |Build || Slender |Height || Shorter than Average |Scars || None |Distinctive Features || Her bright eyes |Advantages || Can hide very well in undergrowth, especially at night |Disadvantages || Not too physically strong Personality Ambitious | Charismatic | Dependable | Extroverted | Impulsive Maple is quite the she-cat to get to know. Every cat around her knows what she's thinking, as she never stays silent about anything. Some think of her as rude, as she will say even harsh things to pretty much any cat, even her leader. This is not to say that she won't be nice. She's actually very conscious of what she's saying, and how other cats think of her. Maple just doesn't appreciate when cats lie to make others like them. She'd rather have cats hate her for being honest than like her for lying. The young Burmese is very ambitious, always trying to do her best to help the clan. She knows not when it's a bad time to try, as she thinks that time will never come. Some may say that her dream to help every clan is ludicrous, but that means nothing to her, as Maple will always follow her dreams. That's not to say that she doesn't feel the urge to give up on them. She just has the courage to overpower that urge. Maple acts on impulse. She somehow just knows what to do in almost any given situation, provided she has learned what to do in the past. This is where we enter her depressed side, as Maple can't stand not being able to help someone. She falls into a rather short depression, fueled by anger at herself. She always eventually comes out of it though, one way or another. She often "barks" at other cats if she's going through this. Every time she does she makes a mental note of it, and when she gets through her depression, she apologizes to them if her "barking" was uncalled for. This is the only time Maple will ever apologize to anyone. She's very prideful in that aspect, thinking she knows what's best for the clan every time. Maple's love for her clanmates fills her heart to the brim. She often says to those who confess their love for her that she has no room in her heart for any one cat, and that she simply has no time for a one-on-one relationship. While she loves kits, she doesn't want any, and while she loves to help two cats get together romantically, she simply doesn't want a mate herself. She tries to let most cats down gently, but this is one of those areas that make her a bit nervous. She always tells them the truth, but she often leads them on a bit while trying to spare their feelings. She simply doesn't know what to do in those situations, and prefers to ignore them. |Mental State || Healthy |Likes || Helping others, making friends, organizing |Dislikes || Failing anyone, lying, disloyalty, overly-ambisious cats |Phobia || Hydrophobia Extras |Mental Condition|| Slight depression when she fails, nothing to bad |Physical Condition|| Healthy |Sickness|| None |Facts|| Maple was born a kittypet, but decided to follow her father back to Thunderclan when she was old enough to not need her mother's milk. She has gone back once to see how her mother was doing during her time at Thunderclan, but only for a very short visit. |Theme Song|| Lucky Strike by Maroon 5 |Name Origin|| Maple - maple leaves that fell when she was born / heart - her ability to put others before herself, always |
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Mapleheart Basics |Age || 22 moons |Gender || Female |Sexuality || Asexual |Home || Thunderclan |Bloodline || 50% Thunderclan 50% Kittypet Appearance |Breed || Burmese |Base Coat || Brown |Markings || Black behind, back, face, and paws as well as a black tail tip |Pelt Length || Short |Eye Color || Amber |Build || Slender |Height || Shorter than Average |Scars || None |Distinctive Features || Her bright eyes |Advantages || Can hide very well in undergrowth, especially at night |Disadvantages || Not too physically strong Personality Ambitious | Charismatic | Dependable | Extroverted | Impulsive Maple is quite the she-cat to get to know. Every cat around her knows what she's thinking, as she never stays silent about anything. Some think of her as rude, as she will say even harsh things to pretty much any cat, even her leader. This is not to say that she won't be nice. She's actually very conscious of what she's saying, and how other cats think of her. Maple just doesn't appreciate when cats lie to make others like them. She'd rather have cats hate her for being honest than like her for lying. The young Burmese is very ambitious, always trying to do her best to help the clan. She knows not when it's a bad time to try, as she thinks that time will never come. Some may say that her dream to help every clan is ludicrous, but that means nothing to her, as Maple will always follow her dreams. That's not to say that she doesn't feel the urge to give up on them. She just has the courage to overpower that urge. Maple acts on impulse. She somehow just knows what to do in almost any given situation, provided she has learned what to do in the past. This is where we enter her depressed side, as Maple can't stand not being able to help someone. She falls into a rather short depression, fueled by anger at herself. She always eventually comes out of it though, one way or another. She often "barks" at other cats if she's going through this. Every time she does she makes a mental note of it, and when she gets through her depression, she apologizes to them if her "barking" was uncalled for. This is the only time Maple will ever apologize to anyone. She's very prideful in that aspect, thinking she knows what's best for the clan every time. Maple's love for her clanmates fills her heart to the brim. She often says to those who confess their love for her that she has no room in her heart for any one cat, and that she simply has no time for a one-on-one relationship. While she loves kits, she doesn't want any, and while she loves to help two cats get together romantically, she simply doesn't want a mate herself. She tries to let most cats down gently, but this is one of those areas that make her a bit nervous. She always tells them the truth, but she often leads them on a bit while trying to spare their feelings. She simply doesn't know what to do in those situations, and prefers to ignore them. |Mental State || Healthy |Likes || Helping others, making friends, organizing |Dislikes || Failing anyone, lying, disloyalty, overly-ambisious cats |Phobia || Hydrophobia Extras |Mental Condition|| Slight depression when she fails, nothing to bad |Physical Condition|| Healthy |Sickness|| None |Facts|| Maple was born a kittypet, but decided to follow her father back to Thunderclan when she was old enough to not need her mother's milk. She has gone back once to see how her mother was doing during her time at Thunderclan, but only for a very short visit. |Name Origin|| Maple - maple leaves that fell when she was born / heart - her ability to put others before herself, always |
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Key: Interviewer Sparkpaw So, what's your name? Sparkpaw, why? How old are you Sparkpaw? 7 moons, apprentice age. Why are you asking-? What do yo- WHY DO YOU ASK?!?!? *Straightens top hat which has tilted* Well, to see if you can be the medicine cat, of course. Waiiiiiiit, MEDICINE CAT?? Me?? Well, that is why you're here. Okay. So. You're interviewing me. What's question 1? Wuh- Question 1: What's your name? B-but I already told you! Sparkpaw. And-and your an apprentice, right? 7 moons? Yes. Right. Um, if you don't mind, I am temporarily blind and will need you to inform me of your looks, Oh. Uh, I'm a calico cat, my base color's white and I have several black and orange splotches as well as an orange ring around my left eye. I also have one green eye and one yellow. Oh, alright then. Tell me a little about your family, *Shoulders droop softly* My father and mother are both dead. I have foster parents, ____ and _____. (Foster parents have not yet been found.) They're OK,....I guess. Ah. Well, tell us a bi- US?! Is someone else listening?!? Oh-no. Of course not. Tell me a little about your personality and strengths. Oh. Oh. Ooooh. Tsk- I dunno why I'm even trying....I shoulda known this question would come up. Well, I'm a terrible fighter, when it comes to hunting I'm worse than a worm, and I'm a horrible ca- *Cameo Appearance By Mistkit* Oh, Sparkpaw, for the love of StarClan, that's not true! You may not be a good hunter or fighter, but your kind, caring, smart, clever, and honest. You just think so badly of yourself, I doubt you'll ever see how amazing you truly are. You- you really think so? I know so. *Mistkit leaves* Wow. Wow, I mean...somecat who...doesn't think badly of me. Well, Sparkpaw, *Clears throat* Oh- yes? How about a little backstory before you go? Oh. Well, I was born in my clan, like most cats, but my mother died in the process and my father died soon after. I was taken in as a foster child by _____ and ______, but their kits are older than me, stronger, competitive, and don't really like me. Sure, you could say I'm pretty competitive too, but.... Yeah, well, uh, bye, I guess. Goodbye, Sparkpaw. Aditional Notes From @Rabbitpaw Sparkpaw is a new character, and still needs to be better developed. I check WCO nearly every day, but I don't really post unless somecat's replied to me. I have never had a high rank before, and is one of my goals. |
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Sandspark
(clickie link in name) She is a she-cat inhabiting thunderclan, she has a series of scars from past battles and is half blind in one eye. Sandspark is a she-cat who is most likely to be slightly childish, she is a she-cat you would expect to be more mature. She is only as mature as a apprentice. Though she knows better than to risk the death of a clan-mate, she is still one who would be easiest to befriend and strike a conversation.Though she gets serious at times, like when she is busy with a objective to do. Her life story (as short as I can make it) Sandspark was born on the sixteenth week of green leaf, born blind and tiny. Her tail was born stubby, and for then in her kit-hood she had no friends but her siblings. When she was four moons old, her birth-mother died. She was heart-broken, because her siblings we're given to another queen as she was forced to raise herself. This cut her off from talking to her siblings as she slowly forgot them. She raised herself harshly to apprentice-hood, where if she did anything wrong she refused to eat until she did it correctly. After she was a apprentice, she became her warrior self. Prefix: She was named "Sand" for the sand in the nest she was born in. Suffix: She was given the suffix "spark" for the courage she gave into being a good, loyal warrior. |
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