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༄ Appearance Summary: Larger pure white tom with one green-yellow eye and long whiskers
༄ Build: Slim/Slender
༄ Fur Length: a mixture of long and short and sleek
༄ Fur Color: His pelt is a snow-white coloring
༄ Fur Markings: None
༄ Eye Color: Yellow-green
༄ Nose Color: Pink
༄ Scars: Many hidden beneath his fur, a slightly visible scratch down the center of his missing eye
༄ Disabilities: Blind (in the right eye, due to the hawk attack)
༄ Defining Features: Long whiskers, fit physique, missing left eye
༄ Description: It is a common occurrence for cats to say that Whitehawk is quite a handsome cat. With long legs, a muscular torso, and a slightly rounded face, he has been a target of affection a few times in his life. A large portion of his muscle, which makes him look bigger than he already was, has come from his love of climbing the many boulders and more dangerous ridges that makeup Springclan’s territory.
The first feature many see is his pure white coat which blends in with the snow, covering him with varying lengths of protection against the cold. His overall body is made of primarily medium-length fur, though his face and legs often suffer with shorter fur. His fur stands out, but it is his face that often catches attention, more specifically his eyes. While his right eye is somewhat wide and is a pretty mix of green and yellow, his left eye is missing, white fur having grown around it and making it merely a small pinkish patch where his eye once was. No one knows if he actually has an eye underneath or if it is completely missing, but he refuses to ever try opening it again.
Besides that, major feature, more on the smaller side is his light pink nose, pink paw pads that rest under large paws, and his rather long white whiskers.
༄ Description: Known by his friends as a shy but lovable guy, Whitehawk has proven himself many times to be a reliable friend and someone to count on. With his dedication to his duties as a Warrior, as well as his constant lookout for those he cares about, this tom is hardly ever seen casually taking it easy. Very rarely do those big paws stop moving, for he is admittedly a bit of a workaholic and often finds he doesn’t like to sit still. When he isn’t out patrolling or hunting, he is often found spending time with those closest to him, such as his sister and his previous Apprentices. He tries his best to ensure that those around him are in good health and don’t need any sort of help with anything, but, something that many around him find rather cute, Whitehawk has one particular field he stumbles and fumbles his way through: women. There are times when he struggles to accept compliments from others, but when it comes to she-cats, that is a whole different scenario than any other time. How does he know the difference between flirting and simply complimenting? How does he comfort them when they are stressed, or accept comfort from them if the circumstances are switched? If he ever did wish to maybe look for a mate, how would he go about it? If he became a mate, what sort of mate would he be? So many questions and so few answers. She-cats are such mystical creatures.
While Whitehawk is a good and genuine guy, there are times when even he takes conflict with his own actions, specifically when he is trying too hard to be a good guy. He greatly cares for those closest to him and has proven that he would protect them at any cost in the past, but this sort of compassion extends beyond just those he cares for. Family members, friends, Apprentices, other Warriors, disagreeable clanmates, non-clanmates, non-clan cats. No one is excluded from this tom’s range of reach when it comes to acts of bravery or matters of the mind. While this might sound like a good quality, in the grand scheme of things this sort of thing becomes more of a flaw than he personally wishes it did. When it comes to stressful situations or danger, he often puts those around him before himself, even if they aren’t someone that deserves or should be given his attention. A cat could scream at him, insult him, even attack him, but if he found that this same cat was looking death in the eye, he would still shove them out of the way. There is just something about death, specifically of other cats, that unsettles and disturbs this tom beyond his control. Sure, a cat could do bad things or earn a horrible reputation, but everyone started somewhere. Everyone has family, everyone has someone who cares for them. And if he simply allowed someone else to die on his watch when he could have prevented it, he would never allow himself or those who cared for them to forgive him. He would carry that burden with him to his grave.
You would think that this sort of attitude would stop here, but alas, such is not the case. As if that wasn’t enough already, there’s a side to himself that he tries his best not to show, but there are times when this fails, especially when it comes to those he holds dear. Whitehawk tends to be a bit...pushy...and honestly a bit bossy. This face of command often shows its face when it comes to matters he himself finds the most concerning or in need of constant attention, such as safety or injury/sickness. Having multiple pairs of eyes on any kits within the clan at all times, never leaving an Apprentice to wander by themself, making sure that someone who is injured stays in the Medicine Cat den for as long as possible until they are fully healed. While these things are actions that should already be taken anyway, this tom tends to overdo them a bit, sometimes to the point of annoyance. And while others might see it as overbearing or strict, he sees it as needed precaution. No matter how well you know the land you live in, it is never 100% certain of what could happen. To others, this side of him can be seen as domineering, but internally this attitude comes from a place of great anxiety and doubt. Overthinking is practically a mastered hobby of his by this point, for it is almost a constant movement within his mind. Will those newly-appointed Apprentices come back to camp safely? Will that first-time mother keep her kits healthy enough to become Apprentices? If that Elder goes for a walk, who would help them if they fell or started having difficulties and no one was there? It has been raining lately; any cat older or younger than a certain bracket should stay in camp just in case the tree roots and soil are too loose and might fall over. Now these aren’t necessarily scenarios that he would voice out loud at the moment, but even if he doesn’t voice them or chime in with such suggestions, he will often take it upon himself to keep an eye on it or go out himself. Whether this sort of thing is seen as him finding others untrustworthy or just his own brain fabricating the worst of all situations, depends on who you ask.
Strengths: Close combat, durability, blending in with snow, perception (he makes up for missing half of his sight by paying extra attention to surrounding sounds when not too distracted)
◦ Snowsong and Frostwing, a pairing that no one had ever expected would end up having kits on May 31st, 2021. The two had been rivals their whole lives, ever since they first became Apprentices; They were always trying to outdo one another, arguing constantly. When they became Warriors, their rivalry still remained, but everyone started to notice a difference in it. Previously they had avoided one another like the plague, for if they were close they would argue and fight. But once they got older they started doing stuff together, though it was still constant arguing and competition. When Snowsong ended up pregnant, Frostwing would occasionally brag that she couldn't resist his charm anymore, to which he would earn a paw across the face. Snowsong never told anyone that the kits were his, but everybody knew.
༄ When Snowsong gave birth on May 31st, 2021, there were three little kits, a healthy she-cat, a healthy tom, and a sickly and quite small she-cat. Snowsong chose to name them Shinykit, Whitekit, and Smallkit. Just as she and most others expected, Smallkit, the sickly runt, didn't survive, but she still held a deep love for the little one. Snowsong was the primary parent, Frostwing only came around to help or just visit every once in a while, so the remaining two kits developed a deep bond with their mom and with each other. She had taught them all about the Warrior code from a young age, which of course inspired them both to want to become some of the best Warriors in Springclan. They were practicing their fighting techniques and hunting strategies together before they were even allowed to explore camp further than the Nursery.
༄ Finally, the two were brought forth as Whitepaw and Shinypaw. Given a sibling pair of mentors, the two of them got to train together all the time, solidifying the relationship between them. This relationship would soon come in handy when their mother's dead body was discovered near the border. The patrol that found her scented a hawk, if not two, around her body and found many fallen feathers. Whitepaw and Shinypaw had been out training with their mentors when it happened, and they returned to camp to find Frostwing in the center of camp next to their mother's body. Both Apprentices were horrified. Right before they had left for their training, they were nuzzling Snowsong and telling her about everything they were learning, only to return to camp to find this. Even worse, Frostwing was never a cat to show when things got to him, but he was devastated. They weren't as close with their father, but that night the three of them sat in the middle of camp around her body, mourning together as a family.
༄ Even though their mother's passing had done a number on them, they continued their training for her. As they reached 11 moons, they had become closer to their father, and we were just about ready to become Warriors. Unknown to them, they would become Warriors sooner than they thought, but at a price.
༄ The two were sent out into the territory for a big test. They did a mixture of patrolling and hunting unknowingly right near where their mother had been found. It was in this spot that both of them changed once again. They had separated. Not very far, but they went a somewhat decent distance from each other to cover more ground. Suddenly, Whitepaw heard his sister screaming. He rushed to where he heard it and watched horrified as Shinypaw, who had always been smaller than him, get raised into the sky at the claws of a large hawk. Luckily, she managed to reach up and claw at the bird's leg, causing it to drop her. There was a somewhat loud crack as she landed, one of her front legs breaking as she landed on it. The bird was stunned for a moment by the pain in its leg, but this only made it angrier. The bird shot down towards her quickly, making Shinypaw believe that this was where she would end. But Whitepaw shot forward, jumping in between the hawk and his sister. He managed to hook his claws into the bird's wings, but this happened at the same moment that the bird dug one of its clawed feet into the left side of his face. Both sparred in pain for a short amount of time when the two mentors came shooting through the brush, both attacking the bird from both sides. Seeing it was outnumbered, it let Whitepaw go. The bird wasn't killed, but it got away with a lot of damage done to its wings and likely wouldn't last long.
༄ Whitepaw and Shinypaw were taken back to camp and immediately to the Medicine Cat. Both of them were forced to stay in the den to heal, yet throughout the time they spent there, Whitepaw never allowed Shinypaw to see his face while getting treated. She already felt bad enough that his injuries had been received while saving her; he didn’t want her to feel worse. When both of them were treated well enough that Shinypaw could sort of walk again and Whitepaw’s pain wasn’t as awful, a ceremony was called. The two of them were called forward. Surprising to them, they were both turned into Warriors. Shinypaw became a Warrior because of her bravery to face the hawk when it came after her, even though this act was what got her hurt in the first place, and she was given the name Shinygaze. Whitepaw was promoted because of his own bravery and courage to jump between an angry hawk and a clanmate, losing half of his sight due to it, and was given the name Whitehawk.
༄ Both of them had done their vigil next to the Medicine Cat den but weren’t able to leave it the next morning. They both still had healing to do. Eventually, they were finally given permission to go about the normal duties of a Warrior. Shinygaze was a bit more adjusted to her injured leg and was able to sort of run, though couldn’t do so for very long. Whitehawk still had a lot of adjusting to do, though. Unable to see half of what he used to, it took a bit of time to get his environment-awareness back, so he would often bump into trees or other cats on accident if they were in his blind spot. One of those times, he had bumped into one of the more flirtatious she-cats of the clan, Mistjump. This was when the white tom began to get some very unwanted attention from, she-cats. There were only a few she-cats that were consistent with their flirting, but each of them gave him different reasons as to why. One said that his injury made him look handsome, one said that if he was willing to jump in front of one, she-cat to save her then he would be willing to do it again if it ever happened. Mistjump was the one that was the most forward, though, being the first and only she-cat to straight up offer him a “good time” and “a pretty family starter”. This was where he drew the line, rejecting her completely and telling her to leave him alone.
༄ After this, the attention wore down and Mistjump left him be. But he developed the shyness towards she-cats that he now has during that time. Since then, he has adjusted to his life as a half-blind Warrior.
༄ Known by his friends as a shy but lovable guy, Whitehawk has proven himself many times to be a reliable friend and someone to count on. With his dedication to his duties as a Warrior, as well as his constant lookout for those he cares about, this tom is hardly ever seen casually taking it easy. Very rarely do those big paws stop moving, for he is admittedly a bit of a workaholic and often finds he doesn’t like to sit still. When he isn’t out patrolling or hunting, he is often found spending time with those closest to him, such as his sister and his previous Apprentices. He tries his best to ensure that those around him are in good health and don’t need any sort of help with anything, but something that many around him find rather cute, Whitehawk has one particular field he stumbles and fumbles his way through: women. There are times when he struggles to accept compliments from others, but when it comes to, she-cats, that is a whole different scenario than any other time. How does he know the difference between flirting and simply complimenting? How does he comfort them when they are stressed, or accept comfort from them if the circumstances are switched? If he ever did wish to maybe look for a mate, how would he go about it? If he became a mate, what sort of mate would he be? So many questions and so few answers. She-cats are such mystical creatures.
༄ While Whitehawk is a good and genuine guy, there are times when even he takes conflict with his own actions, specifically when he is trying too hard to be a good guy. He greatly cares for those closest to him and has proven that he would protect them at any cost in the past, but this sort of compassion extends beyond just those he cares for. Family members, friends, Apprentices, other Warriors, disagreeable clanmates, non-clanmates, non-clan cats. No one is excluded from this tom’s range of reach when it comes to acts of bravery or matters of the mind. While this might sound like a good quality, in the grand scheme of things this sort of thing becomes more of a flaw than he personally wishes it did. When it comes to stressful situations or danger, he often puts those around him before himself, even if they aren’t someone that deserves or should be given his attention. A cat could scream at him, insult him, even attack him, but if he found that this same cat was looking for death in the eye, he would still shove them out of the way. There is just something about death, specifically of other cats, that unsettles and disturbs this tom beyond his control. Sure, a cat could do bad things or earn a horrible reputation, but everyone started somewhere. Everyone has family, everyone has someone who cares for them. And if he simply allowed someone else to die on his watch when he could have prevented it, he would never allow himself or those who cared for them to forgive him. He would carry that burden with him to his grave.
༄ You would think that this sort of attitude would stop here, but alas, such is not the case. As if that wasn’t enough already, there’s a side to himself that he tries his best not to show, but there are times when this fails, especially when it comes to those, he holds dear. Whitehawk tends to be a bit...pushy...and honestly a bit bossy. This face of command often shows its face when it comes to matters, he himself finds the most concerning or in need of constant attention, such as safety or injury/sickness. Having multiple pairs of eyes on any kits within the clan at all times, never leaving an Apprentice to wander by themself, making sure that someone who is injured stays in the Medicine Cat den for as long as possible until they are fully healed. While these things are actions that should already be taken anyway, this tom tends to overdo them a bit, sometimes to the point of annoyance. And while others might see it as overbearing or strict, he sees it as needed precaution. No matter how well you know the land you live in, it is never 100% certain of what could happen. To others, this side of him can be seen as domineering, but internally this attitude comes from a place of great anxiety and doubt. Overthinking is practically a mastered hobby of his by this point, for it is almost a constant movement within his mind. Will those newly appointed Apprentices come back to camp safely? Will that first-time mother keep her kits healthy enough to become Apprentices? If that Elder goes for a walk, who will help them if they fell or started having difficulties and no one was there? It has been raining lately; any cat older or younger than a certain bracket should stay in camp just in case the tree roots and soil are too loose and might fall over. Now these aren’t necessarily scenarios that he would voice out loud in the moment, but even if he doesn’t voice them or chime in with such suggestions, he will often take it upon himself to keep an eye on it or go out himself. Whether this sort of thing is seen as him finding others untrustworthy or just his own brain fabricating the worst of all situations, depends on who you ask.
༄ Despite his life throwing one tragedy after another his way, Whitehawk's belief in his Warrior Ancestors; StarClan never wavers. He will often in anger yell at them, but will always ask for forgiveness, once he has realized what he had done. He hopes that when he dies, he will join StarClan and be reunited with his family once more. He often prays to them before every kill, every battle, and even after every death. A way to console himself in his belief, as things keep changing.
༄ Whitehawk is currently focusing on himself and helping others. He isn't even sure if he wants a mate or father kits. His way with the woman is a little complicated, so, it's a possibility that he will have kits, or he may never have any. Life may throw him a lover and kits, or maybe more than one, maybe none at all. All he is doing though is focusing on what he can do now, adjusting to life with one eye and becoming a better Member of SpringClan.
༄ However, a year later, SpringClan was under a new leader, Sakurastar who had gone mad with power, Whitehawk left to join WinterClan, not knowing if he would ever return home again. He does his best in WinterClan, but yearns for his old home. Though now in WinterClan, he does all he can to help them.
༄ Kithood | When Snowsong gave birth, there were three little kits, a healthy she-cat, a healthy tom, and a sickly and quite small she-cat. Snowsong chose to name them Shinykit, Whitekit, and Smallkit. Just as she and most others expected, Smallkit, the sickly runt, didn't survive, but she still held a deep love for the little one. Snowsong was the primary parent, Frostwing only coming around to help or just visit every once in a while, so the remaining two kits developed a deep bond with their mom and with each other. She had taught them all about the Warrior code from a young age, which of course inspired them both to want to become some of the best Warriors in Springclan. They were practicing their fighting techniques and hunting strategies together before they were even allowed to explore camp further than the Nursery.
▪️ Three kits are born: Shinykit, Whitekit, and Smallkit.
▪️ Smallkit, the runt, dies due to sickness and small size.
▪️ Snowsong acts as the primary parent, Frostwing visiting on occasion.
▪️ Shinykit and Whitekit grow close to each other and their mother and practice play-training together frequently before they reach 6 moons.
༄ Apprenticeship | Finally, the two were brought forth as Whitepaw and Shinypaw. Given to a sibling-pair of mentors, the two of them got to train together all the time, solidifying the relationship between them. This relationship would soon come in handy when their mother's dead body was discovered near the border. The patrol that found her scented a hawk, if not two, around her body and found many fallen feathers. Whitepaw and Lakepaw had been out training with their mentors when it happened, and they returned to camp to find Frostwing in the center of camp next to their mother's body. Both Apprentices were horrified. Right before they had left for their training, they were nuzzling Snowsong and telling her about everything they were learning, only to return to camp to find this. Even worse, Frostwing was never a cat to show when things got to him, but he was devastated. They weren't as close with their father, but that night the three of them sat in the middle of camp around her body, mourning together as a family.
▪️ Even though their mother's passing had done a number on them, they continued on their training for her. As they reached 11 moons, they had become closer to their father and we're just about ready to become Warriors. Unknown to them, they would become Warriors sooner than they thought, but at a price.
▪️ The two were sent out into the territory for a big test. They did a mixture of patrolling and hunting unknowingly right near where their mother had been found. It was in this spot that both of them changed once again. They had separated. Not very far, but they went a somewhat decent distance from each other to cover more ground. Suddenly, Whitepaw heard his sister screaming. He rushed to where he heard it and watched horrified as Shinypaw, who had always been smaller than him, get raised into the sky at the claws of a large hawk. Luckily, she managed to reach up and claw at the bird's leg, causing it to drop her. There was a somewhat loud crack as she landed, one of her front legs breaking as she landed on it. The bird was stunned for a moment by the pain in its leg, but this only made it more angry. The bird shot down towards her quickly, making Shinypaw believe that this was where she would end. But Whitepaw shot forward, jumping in between the hawk and his sister. He managed to hook his claws into the bird's wings, but this happened at the same moment that the bird dug one of its clawed feet into the left side of his face. Both sparred in pain for a short amount of time when the two mentors came shooting through the brush, both attacking the bird from both sides. Seeing it was outnumbered, it let Whitepaw go. The bird wasn't killed, but it got away with a lot of damage done to its wings and likely wouldn't last long.
▪️ Whitepaw and Shinypaw were taken back to camp and immediately to the Medicine Cat. Both of them were forced to stay in the den to heal, yet throughout the time they spent there, Whitepaw never allowed Shinypaw to see his face while getting treated. She already felt bad enough that his injuries had been received while saving her; he didn’t want her to feel worse. When both of them were treated well enough that Shinypaw could sort of walk again and Whitepaw’s pain wasn’t as awful, a ceremony was called. The two of them were called forward. Surprising to them, they were both turned into Warriors. Shinypaw became a Warrior because of her bravery to face the hawk when it came after her, even though this act was what got her hurt in the first place, and she was given the name Shinygaze. Whitepaw was promoted because of his own bravery and courage to jump between an angry hawk and a clanmate, losing half of his sight due to it, and was given the name Whitehawk.
▪️ Shinykit and Whitekit become Apprentices and are given to a pair of sibling Warriors as mentors. They train together often.
▪️ Snowsong's body is found near the territory border surrounded by feathers. It is presumed that she was killed by a pair of hawks. Whitepaw, Shinypaw, and Frostwing mourn together for her.
▪️ During a joined assessment in their final moons, Whitepaw and Shinypaw split up to cover ground.
▪️ Shinypaw is heard screaming. Whitepaw finds her being attacked and carried off by a hawk, but she manages to escape mid-air. She falls to the ground and breaks a leg. The hawk flies for her again, but Whitepaw jumps in the way, losing an eye.
▪️ Their mentors rush to the rescue and chase off the hawk, then carrying the Apprentices back to camp.
▪️ They both stay in the Medicine den to heal, and when they are well enough to leave the den, a ceremony is called to promote them both. Shinypaw is renamed Shinygaze and Whitepaw is renamed Whitehawk.
༄ Warriorhood | Both of them had done their vigil next to the Medicine Cat den but weren’t able to leave it the next morning. They both still had healing to do. Eventually, they were finally given permission to go about the normal duties of a Warrior. Shinygaze was a bit more adjusted to her injured leg and was able to sort of run, though couldn’t do so for very long. Whitehawk still had a lot of adjusting to do, though. Unable to see half of what he used to, it took a bit of time to get his environment-awareness back, so he would often bump into trees or other cats on accident if they were in his blind spot. One of those times, he had bumped into one of the more flirtatious she-cats of the clan, Mistjump. This was when the white tom began to get some very unwanted attention from she-cats. There were only a few she-cats that were consistent with their flirting, but each of them gave him different reasons as to why. One said that his injury made him look handsome, one said that if he was willing to jump in front of one she-cat to save her then he would be willing to do it again if it ever happened. Mistjump was the one that was the most forward, though, being the first and only she-cat to straight up offer him a “good time” and “a pretty family-starter”. This was where he drew the line, rejecting her completely and telling her to leave him alone.
After this, the attention wore down and Mistjump left him be. But he developed the shyness towards she-cats that he now has during that time. Since then, he has adjusted to his life as a half-blind Warrior.
Now due to new leadership and the downfall of SpringClan because of the new leader, Whitehawk moved to WinterClan, until he can return to SpringClan, if it ever comes back. °
༄ Condortalon no doubt suffers some serious growing pains that come with being born a rogue, and his own competitiveness towards becoming a warrior of SwiftClan. Bullheaded and proud, he doesn’t take failure lightly, and tries to greet every new challenge with a can-do mindset.
Condortalon hates being told ‘no, you can’t do it’, and will obsessively practice a skill or move until he can, and no one can tell him he’s not good enough. Condortalon has a habit of sneaking off during hunting parties to practice battle moves, and in particular, tree-climbing.
He’s not at all above breaking the rules if he deems it ‘for a good reason’.
༄ Cardinalheart is a reddish-brown Somali tomcat with a fluffy tail and light green eyes. His face has the appearance of a fox. When he walks, he walks with his tail up, head high and authority, no nonsense aura. He appears strong and unnerved by cats who taunt him, and he seems to have a "Tease me all you like; I'm not going to retaliate", presence about him.
༄ Cardinalheart is a very loyal cat, who sticks to a moral code. He will lay his life down for his friends and family, he will fight to defend his clan until he breaths his last breath. He always follows his heart and weights the pros and cons before making a decision. He will put himself in the line of danger to protect another cat, whether or not they are in his clan. Though his loyalty is to his Clan, he will go out on a limb for someone who is in need whether or not they are Clan.
༄ Cardinalheart was born on May 30th, 2022, during New-Leaf. He was born as Cardinal alongside his sister, Fox. His Mother and Father are Jasmine and Jake, both Kitty-pets. Their lives together were great for the first 5 moons. Their Two-leg got sick and died, leaving the cats to their own devises. Cardinal and his sister were where out in the garden, one day, when a fire broke out and killed his parents.
༄ Alone now, the two siblings lived on the streets, trying to survive. The two headed in the direction of SimmerClan, until another tragedy struck the two siblings. His Sister was killed by a Fox on a hunt, and Cardinal couldn't save her. Alone now and grieving, the young cat found himself in Summerclan, around October 20th, 2022, where he was taken in and given a new name of Cardinalkit and others to help care for him.
༄ Cardinalkit soon will grow up into a cat who very loyal cat, who sticks to a moral code. He will lay his life down for his friends and family, he will fight to defend his clan until he breaths his last breath. He always follows his heart and weights the pros and cons before making a decision. He will put himself in the line of danger to protect another cat, whether or not they are in his clan. Though his loyalty is to his Clan, he will go out on a limb for someone who is in need whether or not they are Clan.
༄ Cardinalheart is a reddish-brown Somali tomcat with a fluffy tail and light green eyes. His face has the appearance of a fox. When he walks, he walks with his tail up, head high and authority, no nonsense aura. He appears strong and unnerved by cats who taunt him, and he seems to have a "Tease me all you like; I'm not going to retaliate", presence about him.
༄ He would earn his Warrior name of Cardinalheart due to his personality. Cardinalheart will always help those in need and hopes that someday he will have a family of his own and to become a legend, to be remembered by all the Clans, as a kitty-pet who became a warrior and maybe more. But first he must prove that he belongs in the clan and must work to prove that despite being born a kitty-pet, anyone can become a warrior!
༄ May 30th, 2022: Born in New leaf alongside his sister, Fox, in the two leg-place with their parents Jake - His father and Jasmine - his mother.
༄ October 20th, 2022: Cardinal and his sister Fox, turn 5 Moons old and are outside the two-leg nest, when a Fire breaks out in the nest and their parents and two-legs die. The two siblings end up wondering the two-leg place and eventually head towards the Clan lands. They get close to the lands and his sister is killed by a Fox. Alone now, Cardinal heads into Summerclan and is found by a patrol and taken back to camp.
༄ October 30th: Now Cardinal renamed Cardinalkit is living in Summerclan and learning the ways of a clan cat.
༄ Fireflylight is a tortoiseshell orange and black she-cat with light green eyes, short fur and a black stripe down her forehead that covers her entire nose and half of her right mouth to her chest and blends in with the other half. The other half of her face and ears is a mix of orange, flexed with grey, white and ginger hues.
༄ When you first meet Fireflylight, you will notice that she is always cheerful and optimistic. No matter what the problems arises, she tries to look on the "Bright side" of things and doesn't dwell on what happened. Sure, she mourns, but it's never seen in public. She holds it in for the sake of her Clan and family.
༄ Fireflylight enjoys going on walks at dawn and enjoys seeing the sun rise in the sky. She enjoys, helping the medicine cats collect herbs, and learning about what they do. Despite
༄ Birchtail is a short-haired Black and white she-cat with amber eyes. She is lithe and slender, fit for running on the ground through trees, or above jumping from tree to tree. She is medium in height.
༄ Birchtail is kind-hearted, caring and loyal to her Clan, but she also will disobey the warrior Code to help other cats in need if they are in severe need of help. She is a lover and not a hater. She puts her heart above her mind in making choices. This often leaves her battling herself when making a tough choice. Over-all she will always follow what her heart tells her.
༄ Birchtail was born as Birch, a rogue she-kit who was born in a gang, on July 1st, 2022, in New-Leaf. The Gang, Sanguine Gang. Her Father was killed in a battle, against another Gang, and her mother was forced to either run for her life, kill her kits and become the Leader's mate. Birchtail's mother ran with Birchtail and left her at the border of SwiftClan. Birchtail was found by a warrior, who found her and brought her to the camp.
༄ Birchtail is a short-haired Black and white she-cat with amber eyes. She is lithe and slender, fit for running on the ground through trees, or above jumping from tree to tree. She is medium in height. She uses this when she fights and often is found jumping down or running along tree limbs when fighting and hunting prey. Due to this she has great balance, and rarely ever trips.
༄ Birchtail is kind-hearted, caring and loyal to her Clan, but she also will disobey the Warrior Code to help other cats in need if they are in severe need of help. She is a lover and not a hater. She puts her heart above her mind in making choices. This often leaves her battling herself when making a tough choice. Over-all she will always follow what her heart tells her.
༄ She isn't ambitious like most of her Clan-mates. She just wants to be a loyal and well-liked she-cat who is reliable and trusted no matter what. If given the chance to become Deputy or even Leader of her Clan, she wouldn't turn it down. And if given the chance, she would do all she can to make her Clan great.
༄ Birchtail hopes that she can find a tomcat to settle with and to provide her Clan with kits. She also hopes that she can become a great teacher and able to teach the younger generation on the ways to become a warrior. She may not have been born a Clan-Cat, but she was raised like one and will forever be considered one.
༄ Over-all, Birchtail, is a she-cat who would die for the Clan that she was raised by and hopes that she could rise above the prejudice that Kitty-pets, and non-Clan cats, go through, and to be remembered for generations to come, as a cat that rose from a life of pain and suffering to a life that provided her with a role and goal in life, a chance to lead and make the world a better place.
༄ On July 1st, 2022, in New-Leaf., Birchtail was born as Birch, a rogue she-kit who was born in a gang.
༄ On October 1st, 2022, her mother left her at the border of Swiftclan, where she was found by a patrol and taken back to camp. Her Mother was running away from the Gang - from the new leader.
༄ Birchtail is a short-haired Black and white she-cat with amber eyes. She is lithe and slender, fit for running on the ground through trees, or above jumping from tree to tree. She is medium in height.
༄ Birchtail is kind-hearted, caring and loyal to her Clan, but she also will disobey the warrior Code to help other cats in need if they are in severe need of help. She is a lover and not a hater. She puts her heart above her mind in making choices. This often leaves her battling herself when making a tough choice. Over-all she will always follow what her heart tells her.
༄ Birchtail was born as Birch, a rogue she-kit who was born in a gang, on July 1st, 2022, in New-Leaf. The Gang, Sanguine Gang. Her Father was killed in a battle, against another Gang, and her mother was forced to either run for her life, kill her kits and become the Leader's mate. Birchtail's mother ran with Birchtail and left her at the border of SwiftClan. Birchtail was found by a warrior, who found her and brought her to the camp.
༄ Birchtail is a short-haired Black and white she-cat with amber eyes. She is lithe and slender, fit for running on the ground through trees, or above jumping from tree to tree. She is medium in height. She uses this when she fights and often is found jumping down or running along tree limbs when fighting and hunting prey. Due to this she has great balance, and rarely ever trips.
༄ Birchtail is kind-hearted, caring and loyal to her Clan, but she also will disobey the Warrior Code to help other cats in need if they are in severe need of help. She is a lover and not a hater. She puts her heart above her mind in making choices. This often leaves her battling herself when making a tough choice. Over-all she will always follow what her heart tells her.
༄ She isn't ambitious like most of her Clan-mates. She just wants to be a loyal and well-liked she-cat who is reliable and trusted no matter what. If given the chance to become Deputy or even Leader of her Clan, she wouldn't turn it down. And if given the chance, she would do all she can to make her Clan great.
༄ Birchtail hopes that she can find a tomcat to settle with and to provide her Clan with kits. She also hopes that she can become a great teacher and able to teach the younger generation on the ways to become a warrior. She may not have been born a Clan-Cat, but she was raised like one and will forever be considered one.
༄ Over-all, Birchtail, is a she-cat who would die for the Clan that she was raised by and hopes that she could rise above the prejudice that Kitty-pets, and non-Clan cats, go through, and to be remembered for generations to come, as a cat that rose from a life of pain and suffering to a life that provided her with a role and goal in life, a chance to lead and make the world a better place.
༄ On July 1st, 2022, in New-Leaf., Birchtail was born as Birch, a rogue she-kit who was born in a gang.
༄ On October 1st, 2022, her mother left her at the border of Swiftclan, where she was found by a patrol and taken back to camp. Her Mother was running away from the Gang - from the new leader.
༄ Birchtail is a short-haired Black and white she-cat with amber eyes. She is lithe and slender, fit for running on the ground through trees, or above jumping from tree to tree. She is medium in height.
༄ Birchtail is kind-hearted, caring and loyal to her Clan, but she also will disobey the warrior Code to help other cats in need if they are in severe need of help. She is a lover and not a hater. She puts her heart above her mind in making choices. This often leaves her battling herself when making a tough choice. Over-all she will always follow what her heart tells her.
༄ Birchtail was born as Birch, a rogue she-kit who was born in a gang, on July 1st, 2022, in New-Leaf. The Gang, Sanguine Gang. Her Father was killed in a battle, against another Gang, and her mother was forced to either run for her life, kill her kits and become the Leader's mate. Birchtail's mother ran with Birchtail and left her at the border of SwiftClan. Birchtail was found by a warrior, who found her and brought her to the camp.
༄ Birchtail is a short-haired Black and white she-cat with amber eyes. She is lithe and slender, fit for running on the ground through trees, or above jumping from tree to tree. She is medium in height. She uses this when she fights and often is found jumping down or running along tree limbs when fighting and hunting prey. Due to this she has great balance, and rarely ever trips.
༄ Birchtail is kind-hearted, caring and loyal to her Clan, but she also will disobey the Warrior Code to help other cats in need if they are in severe need of help. She is a lover and not a hater. She puts her heart above her mind in making choices. This often leaves her battling herself when making a tough choice. Over-all she will always follow what her heart tells her.
༄ She isn't ambitious like most of her Clan-mates. She just wants to be a loyal and well-liked she-cat who is reliable and trusted no matter what. If given the chance to become Deputy or even Leader of her Clan, she wouldn't turn it down. And if given the chance, she would do all she can to make her Clan great.
༄ Birchtail hopes that she can find a tomcat to settle with and to provide her Clan with kits. She also hopes that she can become a great teacher and able to teach the younger generation on the ways to become a warrior. She may not have been born a Clan-Cat, but she was raised like one and will forever be considered one.
༄ Over-all, Birchtail, is a she-cat who would die for the Clan that she was raised by and hopes that she could rise above the prejudice that Kitty-pets, and non-Clan cats, go through, and to be remembered for generations to come, as a cat that rose from a life of pain and suffering to a life that provided her with a role and goal in life, a chance to lead and make the world a better place.
༄ On July 1st, 2022, in New-Leaf., Birchtail was born as Birch, a rogue she-kit who was born in a gang.
༄ On October 1st, 2022, her mother left her at the border of Swiftclan, where she was found by a patrol and taken back to camp. Her Mother was running away from the Gang - from the new leader.
༄ Birchtail is a short-haired Black and white she-cat with amber eyes. She is lithe and slender, fit for running on the ground through trees, or above jumping from tree to tree. She is medium in height.
༄ Birchtail is kind-hearted, caring and loyal to her Clan, but she also will disobey the warrior Code to help other cats in need if they are in severe need of help. She is a lover and not a hater. She puts her heart above her mind in making choices. This often leaves her battling herself when making a tough choice. Over-all she will always follow what her heart tells her.
༄ Birchtail was born as Birch, a rogue she-kit who was born in a gang, on July 1st, 2022, in New-Leaf. The Gang, Sanguine Gang. Her Father was killed in a battle, against another Gang, and her mother was forced to either run for her life, kill her kits and become the Leader's mate. Birchtail's mother ran with Birchtail and left her at the border of SwiftClan. Birchtail was found by a warrior, who found her and brought her to the camp.
༄ Birchtail is a short-haired Black and white she-cat with amber eyes. She is lithe and slender, fit for running on the ground through trees, or above jumping from tree to tree. She is medium in height. She uses this when she fights and often is found jumping down or running along tree limbs when fighting and hunting prey. Due to this she has great balance, and rarely ever trips.
༄ Birchtail is kind-hearted, caring and loyal to her Clan, but she also will disobey the Warrior Code to help other cats in need if they are in severe need of help. She is a lover and not a hater. She puts her heart above her mind in making choices. This often leaves her battling herself when making a tough choice. Over-all she will always follow what her heart tells her.
༄ She isn't ambitious like most of her Clan-mates. She just wants to be a loyal and well-liked she-cat who is reliable and trusted no matter what. If given the chance to become Deputy or even Leader of her Clan, she wouldn't turn it down. And if given the chance, she would do all she can to make her Clan great.
༄ Birchtail hopes that she can find a tomcat to settle with and to provide her Clan with kits. She also hopes that she can become a great teacher and able to teach the younger generation on the ways to become a warrior. She may not have been born a Clan-Cat, but she was raised like one and will forever be considered one.
༄ Over-all, Birchtail, is a she-cat who would die for the Clan that she was raised by and hopes that she could rise above the prejudice that Kitty-pets, and non-Clan cats, go through, and to be remembered for generations to come, as a cat that rose from a life of pain and suffering to a life that provided her with a role and goal in life, a chance to lead and make the world a better place.
༄ On July 1st, 2022, in New-Leaf., Birchtail was born as Birch, a rogue she-kit who was born in a gang.
༄ On October 1st, 2022, her mother left her at the border of Swiftclan, where she was found by a patrol and taken back to camp. Her Mother was running away from the Gang - from the new leader.
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