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As the sun reaches its peak, it has nowhere left to go except down. A life of dawns and sunsets, painted skies and everything beautiful and ugly it has to offer. Shadedsun is large--larger than most, with incredible black fluff and golden eyes that don't seem to work very good for seeing anything other than blurs of colours and shapes--Spent some time as leader of SpringClan, spent even more time moping around about an unrequited lover, and despite all the hurt it caused him to sit there and love him, he couldn't make himself stop. Till death do them part, as it eventually did. Twice. Maybe that was why he was back, back in the too bright, too confusing world. He had given up his lives when he stepped down as SpringClan's leader, his sun was supposed to be set for good, why was there dawn once again? That was a question for later, he supposed. He spent his last moments of life sad, sulking around and not doing much more than watching life go by. He was given another chance, and he was determined to at least something of it. A little reckless, some would say, not willing to turn things down in fear of missing out on a few more precious moments. It was almost worrying. He hates to burden people with his problems, instead covering them up in a veil of stupid jokes and false optimism. It doesn't run too deep--he always expects the worst. His neuroticism runs deep like a disease, poisoning his perception of the world and people around him. He came back a little different, nothing too noticeable, but still different. Sometimes he isn't sure he's fully alive, believing he's still in the same empty purgatory he had been stuck in for the the last year. He still loves, and feels, and reminisces (despite a few new memory issues here and there)--even though he is more hesitant to admit he does.
rank: warrior male - bi (male pref) - complicated?
you think i would be able to blame fox for this one? nno this ones on me i guess
IGNITEDFEATHER - shadow A jet-black she-cat with sand-yellow eyes. Extremely energetic and talkative, tends to ramble on occasion...which is actually all of the time. (I swear this bio will be better once I actually get a handle on who she is as a person)
Are you looking for the perfect tom that does everything right and is always nice and kind? Well keep on looking because this gray tabby tom doesn’t quite fit the bill. Graythorn is loyal to SummerClan but he can tend to be very moody. This is the main reason he doesn't have many friends. His bright green eyes can hide what’s really going on inside his mind. But truth be told, Graythorn's harshness is a cover he uses to hide his insecurities. He was chosen early at five moons of age by Dreamcatcher to be her apprentice making him the youngest medicine cat SummerClan has ever had. He served his clan for many, many seasons, the longest any cat had been SummerClan’s medicine cat. He was forced into retirement due to a sudden hearing loss caused by nearby lightning strike. Even though he’s now deaf, he tries to be useful any way he can to his clan, even if it’s a menial task.
Rank : Elder
(Don't put him on the mate log. He stayed true to his vocation all these seasons never taking a mate and now he's so set in his ways that he won't even consider doing so now.)
FRACTUREDGLASS/SHATTEREDREALM – shadow <b>THE PROMISE |</b> One sails the seas of life and believes the storms will lead you home. These open roads will call you with the promise: You'll walk the earth alone. Not a single soul on this plane would have had the power to predict the future this ginger tabby would be tied to. At his birth, he was meek and under threat of a quick end to what could barely be considered a life begun. Only through the fierce will power of his mother, who gave what energy she had left, brought on his first intake of air. He was considered a miracle by many in the nursery that night, but for the she-cat who lay at his side, clawing desperately to her last breaths, she knew it was something else. Only she would know what she saw that night and she would take it to the beyond, only allowing a single word to escape her lips before the light left her eyes: "Fractured." Considering it her last wish, the queens within the nursery were quick to bestow the child's name upon him. Thus began a life that (for many) would be full of chaos, but for the few could be seen as deeply rewarding. We walk. We fall. We learn, we fail, we stand. We fight. We help. We hate, we listen, we go. We love. We dance, we laugh, we blossom. We wonder. We hope. We pray, we leave, we perish. The first indication that something wasn't quite <i>right</i> occurred at night. His dreams were like labyrinths, forcing him to weave through their depths, endlessly lost and increasingly distressed. Faster he maneuvered the stone passages that quickly became his mental prison until the first rays of light would wake him. Night after night, he was haunted by visions he couldn't explain or put aside. Day after day, he was puzzled and distracted, his mind cluttered with questions and fears. Relief only came one night in the form of another presence who soothed his nerves and offered him solace. I live in a dream. With open eyes I breathe again. I see all your fears. Together we can feel, we can heal and take the road less traveled on. To here, in the new, like diamonds we will shine. We will rise. To be forsaken, forgotten, defamed – he never dreamed of another chance. He understood his place in this universe as soon as it was gifted to him. Though he was lost, he quickly built a wasteland into a kingdom, one that he could rule and mold into whatever his heart desired. For as long as he was able, he kept those who fought valiantly to reach the heart of the labyrinth outside the gate, far from the path, and safe from the dangers untold. Emotionally and mentally scarred, he was unwilling to relent to the whims of his terrified entrant, no matter how long he screamed. At the end of the beginning and the beginning of the ascension, he would be grateful for the tenacity of his entrant. Though the boy wouldn't understand and accept his role in his own victory, it paved the path to the future. Two hearts, where souls are free again. We live. We sail the seas of life and believe the storms will lead us home. These open roads will call us with the promise: We walk the earth alone. There are times when it isn't easy. Conflict arises, heartache follows, and silence ensues like a plague. No matter the friction, unity will resume as it always has since the labyrinth found itself another artisan. No matter where life takes them or what fate has in store, they are unified in their blossoming identity: Not one against the other, but side by side along the narrow, winding path far less traveled by. This dream is a universe and every soul shines. Where the darkness turns into light, I take you to fly with me and follow the way. There will always be a new day.
rank: warrior for the mate log: male — demisexual panromantic — single
NEBULAKIT hymn - shadow A black and white blotched tom with nebula blue eyes, he is quiet, very intelligent, and prone to bouts of sullenness when he feels he’s overlooked. He craves acknowledgement and admiration from everyone, but particularly his mother and father. He is slow to warm up to those outside his immediate circle and deeply family oriented, his closest friend and confidante being his sister, Lunarkit. Being not a very patient tom, he has a tendency to judge whether another is worth his time or not in a manner of minutes within first meeting them. Sometimes this impression can change; other times, not so much.
rank: kit for the mate log: male - unknown - too young litter they are apart of: Lunarkit & Cometkit
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LUNARKIT lyric - shadow A white she-cat with opalescent eyes reminiscent of a moon in a night sky, she is headstrong, impulsive, and self-assured. She is very seldom afraid of asking for what she wants and often times acts as the voice for her brother, Nebulakit, when he’s unable to find it in himself. An ambitious spirit from the start, she has grand plans for herself in the future and holds herself to a high standard to achieve them. However, despite these majestic intentions, she has a tendency to act before thinking and, in such times, can do more harm than good, despite her good intent. She isn’t very emotionally intelligent, causing her to struggle in understanding certain situations, though that may develop with time and experience.
rank: kit for the mate log: female - unknown - too young litter they are apart of: Nebulakit & Cometkit
Post by Whitemuzzle on Aug 6, 2021 18:12:34 GMT -5
COMETKIT song - Whitemuzzle One of three born to Wisteriawish. He has one sister, Lunarlyric, and one brother, Nebulahymn, both from the same litter. He also has three half siblings from an earlier litter. Cometsong is very much performance driven, a perfectionist. He must be the best in anything he tries. When he fails to achieve his goals, he becomes angry with himself and lashes out at other cats. He tends to be critical of others, especially if he sees they’re goofing off. He is very loyal to SummerClan and the Warrior Code and will fight for what he feels is right. Even though he’s a stickler for following the rules, Cometsong does have a kinder side that shows itself around family and friends. He sports a white pelt with large black patches and blue eyes that rival the color of a bright summer sky.
rank: kit for the mate log: male - straight litter they are apart of: Lunarkit & Nebulakit
AURORASKY - Glamour A small, soft spoken, pretty she-cat with brown eyes, whose pelt is made up of a patchwork of gray, white, black and the faintest hints of pale blond. Like her father she is timid and overly cautious in everything she does. Given the chance she can talk herself out of doing anything that can potentially lead to trouble or result in an injury. She however, doesn’t want to ruin the experiences for others so will rarely ever attempt to talk others out of doing something. Aurorasky knows that most of her anxiety is irrational but, still she can’t help it. Everyone can always tell when she’s nervous, because even if she’s smiling or laughing she’ll be trembling. She is without a doubt the suffering in silence type, and will laugh and smile when she’s hurt or afraid. When she is confident in a situation though she excels. She puts her all into everything she does and will push herself to her limits to prove she is more than just a worrywart. Once she warms up to others she’s very talkative and fiercely loyal. She goes out of her way to help others, even when she shouldn’t but, she loves making others happy and will do anything to put a smile on someone’s face. rank: warrior for the mate long: female, unknown, single
Post by prettylittleliars on Aug 7, 2021 13:52:17 GMT -5
TUNAKIT (fish) - prettylittleliars
My family comes from a long line WaterClan warrior's, on my Mother's side of the family. My Father's side came from a long line of Kitty-pets. My mother's grandparents had come to the two-leg place after their home was destroyed. They settled in, My Great Grandmother, Grandfather, Brooksong and Troutstream, had my Grandmother. She found herself a kittypet tom, mated with him, giving birth to my Mother, Streamingbrook. When my Mother turned 12 Moons, she met my Father, a neighboring Kittypet, they fell in love. On 5/7/2021, I was born to my Mother, Streamingbrook, and my Father, Tiger.
Growing up, my Grandparents passed on their knowledge of WaterClan to my Mother, like their parents did them. My Mother left the Two-leg Place in search of any remaining WaterClan Members. My Mother hoped that they had some remaining members of the Clan. My Mother had thought hard and long about it. When I turned three moons old, she grabbed me, jumped the two-leg fence. She began running towards the Clans, carrying me in her jaws. A few days journey, we made it the border of SummerClan. Knowing the Warrior Code, my Mother stayed on the two-leg border, waiting patiently.
But she would never get to see me become a member. Two hungry foxes who had been tracking us, finally attacked. They went for me, but my Mother got in front of me and fought them hard. She fought with a motherly and warrior instinct, until they slashed her throat and then ran away, as a patrol of warriors showed up. The warrior's questioned my Mother and she told them about her family tree and that she wanted me to know Clan life. Her last request was to name me, Tunakit, and ask for a warrior's burial. They promised her.
After my Mother's warrior burial, I was formerly introduced to the Clan and given my kitten name, Tunakit. I was given to the Queens to be raised until I became an apprentice. I, over time, adjusted to Clan-life and began to enjoy it. By the time I became an apprentice, I was ready. So on, November, 2021, I became an official apprentice of SummerClan, becoming Tunapaw. Over the course of time, I would find that I love everything to do with water, I would spend hours trying to become a good swimmer, and a great fisher as well, through time.
I do have a one-track mind. When I do something, it's all I think about, until it is accomplished. Like with hunting. If I'm fishing, I will spend as much time fishing and getting prey, for the Clan, before moving on to something else. I am known for my perseverance, I will continue to do or achieve something despite difficulties, failure, or opposition. I know I can do it, so I do, no matter what. As I get older, I hope to have a mate and kits and raise them in SummerClan. I hope that I will be able to find family here to, maybe a distant Cousin or grandparents, of some sorts, but for now, I am learning all I can about Clan life and what it means to be a warrior.
Post by strawberrycupid on Aug 13, 2021 0:40:35 GMT -5
HALCYONDRIFT - huckleberrycupid It's hard to believe this tom was once a loner, drifting from place to place like a dandelion on the wind until he one day floated along to Summerclan. He looks to be an Adonis, sculpted from the sand from the southern beach and decorated with shells that became burned into the sand. Short fur stretches across his large frame, all doing little to conceal the muscle that lays just below. While not particularly tall, he makes up for it in strength and he's not afraid to show it off with a big ol' grin on his face. His eyes are a blueish green, just like the sea he loves. It's hard to find Halcyondrift anywhere not close to the water, as he tends to claim the woods or even the flower fields just aren't for him. He means well, and is generally respectful and nice to all his clanmates. In fact, he loves socializing with them. Any opportunity to talk, or to show off, is one he'll take. He has a relaxed and friendly demeanor, happily going with the flow in everything. However, he might of gotten too much water between his ears when swimming because he's not very book smart. He knows what works for him and isn't very concerned with being considered dumb or useless. Halcyondrift will put his best into it, but he's more likely to do it if someone cute is watching him. rank: Warrior for the mate log: Male - Pansexual - None
WISTERIAWISH - sunlight Wisteriawish has kept the same bubbly, childish appearance and personality she's had since childhood, though along the way she developed a keen desire to be popular and the center of all her social circles. With cotton-like gray and white fur and wide honey colored eyes and a never-fading smile, this garden keeper is pretty well-liked and a good source of gossip. It's rare to see her actually lift a paw to do anything, but she can smile and wink her way out of any trouble she gets into.
rank: Queen (she's mother to Cometkit, Nebulakit, and Lunarkit!) mate log: Female - Heterosexual - Single
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Post by uniqcrim on Aug 16, 2021 16:22:53 GMT -5
He is a current member and has a mentor, his bio was just accidentally deleted and I've already talked to woof; thank you c:
CROWNEDPAW / hunt - uniqcrim Some fear death, or snakes, or heights, but Crownedhunt fears obscurity. He does not want to fade into the background of life, or live as an easily forgettable warrior. He wants to be the kind of cat that others remember, that leaves the world behind him irrevocably changed, that burns in the memories and tales passed down through generations. As a result of this, he tends to overcompensate- playing up his accomplishments, using unnecessarily large vocabulary words, assuming the attitude of a pompous, renowned warrior without actually having achievements to be proud of first. Crownedhunt has parents that people remember- an ex-rogue gang leader as a father and a talented fighter for a mother. And, as one in a litter of six, he feels the need to try harder to stand out and make an impression on people. Physically, Crownedhunt is an attractive tom, tall and lean, with piercing green eyes and a long, handsome tuxedo coat. He cares for his family, but can rub them the wrong way with his attempts to be the very best, like no one ever was. Unwilling to live a boring or plain life, Crownedhunt will do whatever it takes to make others remember him. rank: warrior for the mate log: male - undecided
SNOWDROPWHIMSY - lavellan Hope. The snowdrop flower is a sign of harsh winter's end, the hope that warmth will once again come into your life. It's a dainty flower, one that many wouldn't think too much of in small numbers. Since it begins blooming in winter, it's a rather tough flower, right? Most of this could also be used to define Snowdropwhimsy. Although she is rather large for a she-cat, she is tough and warm, and the sight of her fluffy calico body is normally a welcome one. The daughter of a leader and his surrogate, Snowdropwhimsy learned from a young age just how strange love could be, and was raised with an open mind, for the few moons that she had known her mother. Her father, Doestar, had passed before she was even born, but she had heard plenty of stories about him, and rather idolizes the father in her mind. Beetuft, her mother, had crumpled only a mere 2 moons after Doestar's death, and it wasn't long before she died, as well, leaving five kits behind as a memory of their lives: Bluebelldream, Wisteriasun, Tulipdance, Poppyskip, and, of course, Snowdropwhimsy. Snowdropwhimsy was heartbroken, but, like her mother, had pushed her own grief aside to try and make her siblings happy. She is the type of cat to go out of her way to dry and brighten the day of everyone else. Just one look at her large brown eyes, and you can tell exactly what type of cat she is. She is the one who will sacrifice everything she has, everything she wants, for the sake of others. rank: warrior for the mate log: female - pansexual
SOFTHONEY - lavellan She has light platinum fur with very dark auburn points and markings around her nose and muzzle. This cat has round eyes that are dark green. She is average in height. Her face is round with a wrinkled face. This cat has narrow, upright ears. She has a stubby tail. She is defiant and liked to talk back to her mentor. She prefers other cats that are crazy or trouble makers. She loves running and finding trouble. She dislikes hard work. rank: warrior for the mate log: female - demisexual lesbian
one day i'll get around to rewriting softhoney's bio, but today is not that day. i have like 3 or 4 other bios i need to get to first oop
Post by Shadowbladeღ on Aug 24, 2021 20:07:53 GMT -5
NEBULOUS-SIGHT - Shadowbladeღ There was blurriness first. Then shapes and figures. Then nothing. First appearance, you'll notice he's not just tall, but towers over others. Sitting next to you, or walking by you, most cats still barely come to his chin. He is skinny, but perhaps thinner than he should be looking- more 'malnourished' as his frame has a very lean, and bit still lanky build. As he kit he hung around the medicine den a lot, the innocent interactions with Mintpaw (Rachii~) stole his heart in a crush he'd never know, and not just for being a medicine cat but she left his life not long after that. Just a kit and already the second (after his mother) of many he would lose; though he didn't it know it yet, like the ones he loved most were cursed. His more prominent concern was his blindness- at first there was some vision, then blurry shapes, then finally nothing. Darkness became a part of him by the time he became an apprentice. Nebulous was born with some blurry vision that didn't improve like his siblings or all the other kits. It stayed blurry and those around him feared it would only grow worse overtime and kept a close watch on him. Nebulous-sight dared to ask "what does 'going blind' mean?" and those around him knew it was inevitable, but all seem to hesitant to come up with an answer. Finally one brave soul gave him an honest, simple explanation. "Close one eye little kit, you no longer see anything not even darkness through that closed eye. To be blind is to see no longer see [i]anything[/i], even when your eyes are open" Easy enough for a kit to understand, but he still didn't panic as much, no the fear started small and grew as he became afraid his vision would fail. Everyone made a big deal about needed sight to everything, and overhearing cats talking about how he won't be able to see the clan's waterfalls or wildflowers didn't help either. He wanted to know what beauty looked like just like everyone else, to see and do everything, like everyone else. The kit sneaked out of camp, but of course Cloudysky(Youngwriterme) see the lost kit clueless as where he is even going, and attempt to take him back. Nebulous-sight prove to be a bit of a thorn in the side and show his determination as he does everything he can to run away and insists he must see the waterfalls and wildflowers. When they ask him why, he refuses to say first but breaks and tell them he has to see them before he goes blind. He tells Cloudysky his vision is already blurry and finally admits he just simply wants to see the flower because even he fears his vision is failing and he tells them they can't understand nor can he explain why he's so emotional about it but wants the last things he see to be the things that everyone calls 'beautiful' and 'wonderful' and persuades Cloudysky to go with them to escort him and go straight back to camp. While they are out, they are ambushed with Nebulous-sight getting scratched across the eyes and saved by Cloudysky as they fight off Haze and save him but also get hurt in the process. His wounds are severe and despite weeks of spiderweb blindfold and the diligent work of their medicine cat, it significantly worsen his sight and ends up completely blind. Nebulous-sight is angered and frustrated with himself and the face Haze is not found by later patrol and goes unpunished while he and Cloudysky are the ones who have to suffer the results of his actions. The harm that also came to Cloudysky makes him scorn everything including himself for not preventing it. Despite being the kit and Cloudsky the warrior, Nebulous swears to protect Cloudysky akin to a bodyguard and makes it oath to one day get his own justice and justice for all of those who are wronged as well. Nebulouspaw feels like he's disappointed his leader and mentor Whitesmoke/star (єяяσяιѕ/errors.) and does his best to impress her like the second mom and ironically right before his warrior ceremony he'd lose her too. He and Polargale's warrior induction is done by her successor Hawkfeather/star (Whitemuzzle.). He blames Polargale's loss and her unborn kits to the father of them and her mentor Ratway who always seemed up to shady mercenary stuff. He not his siblings (to his knowledge) never sought out his father but did meet Syndrome-enigma and learn of their other shared half-siblings with a passive friendship to them as he gets very attached to his family and friends [strike]shame they keep dying[/strike] but does still takes a back seat to the rules when necessary. This is displayed when the great tragedy of 'The Flood' befell the Survival Clans effectively wiping out generations and most of the clans along with a second resurgence of Ripple Cough- his WaterClan half-brother Vanishingtrick comes to him first of all their half-siblings and the other clans. Vanish having been closest to his sister Crescentpool the only other sibling to live past warriorhood and see the fall of their clan with him bonded well with Nebulous who had lost many by this point in time. The unlikely duo truly became brothers then both thinking themselves very faithful, 'proper' warriors of the warrior code and all its rules. At least until Fairystar let his own personal problems blinded him into kicking out all the remaining survival clans cats that would cause a shift in Vanishingtrick. Although his WaterClan brother agreed to peacefully leave both regret choosing to abide by it and months of rebuilding and strengthen their faith started to unravel even for Nebulous-sight who questions the 'just' and 'fairness' of the decisions. Nebulous-sight's personality has become heavily influenced by impartiality due to the experience he had as a kit, and is determined to strive victory in matters dealing with it, or rather when he see a wrong than needs to be corrected, it becomes almost an obsession to correct it and will take matters into his own paws if it doesn't correct itself. Luckily Nebulous-sight is very logical and this is balance by his intuition and has compassion and a natural instinct to protect those around him that's only gotten stronger over time. That said, he is severely afflicted when someone betrays his trust, and even lying to him will not be taken lightly. He has no issue with harshly calling out others and holding them accountable - there is no escaping getting what you deserve with him and will result in long-term consequences. As harsh as he is, all damage can be rectified sometimes just by learning a lesson will cause him to lighten up and allow things to return to good terms. One virtue of all this is Nebulous-sight is brutally honest making him a good person to go to when needed, though a bit hard to be friends with as he won't lie to someone to make them feel better. He is careful not to say anything unless requested usually, so he dodges bringing unintentional offense /[i]sometimes[/i]/. To add on to this, he does not appreciate gossip and refuses to even listen to rumors and would much rather go straight up to a cat and find out the facts than rely on hearsay - which just means if you hear anything from him, it probably is true. Unless he's been lied to - which will result in problems between him and the one who lied to him, but most cats don't want to go through the ordeal of angering him. Judgmental is an understatement of how he is and his black-and-white view of the world. He hates to admits the 'grey' areas of things and rarely will let go about what is right and wrong, but talking to him and challenging him can led to some negotiating and compromise. He is honest to others and himself, including judging others and himself. It's a little harder than it sounds and in his goals to be justice it self, he forgets to judge whether he is doing the right thing or if it is working. As a 'force of justice' and trying to be absolutely fair, he can lose himself and become a ruthless, merciless cat who forget that he doesn't have to take an 'eye for an eye' view of everything. Perhaps it's the inner PI cat in him, but taken out of the heat of the moment he can be talked down into a proper fair compromise that isn't as radical. Nebulous-sight sometimes needs to be kept in check, but at least he is mindful of how he judges or criticizes others and ensuring he keeps a balanced view. Nebulous-sight represents those who can lose their way because justice failed them in someway; he also serves as a voice for them as well. He may be blind, but his sense and ability seem extremely heighten in compensation and adaption for growing up with his blindness - which is fine to him. He's come to accept his blindness and believes one's vision will is clearest only when they can see past all the distractions and look directly into their own heart, and the hearts of others. Nebulous is pansexual, panromantic, and polyamorous, being affectionate to anyone he considers a friend which isn't hard to achieve and having little boundaries with himself receiving most actions positively while being careful and respectful of others who aren't the same. His direct nature makes things clear without always having to be said but isn't bothered to do so if it calls for it. His name 'Nebulous' was given due to the uncertain of what his future would be like, it means literally "in the form of a cloud or haze; hazy." Ironically, his attacker was named Haze and his childhood savior and later second love is named Cloudysky sharing the theme of ambiguity. Nebulous-sight is one of 23 cats based on the Tarot card; his card is Justice. Nebulous-sight is the son of Uta (of PI) and Vadima (of SummerClan). His littermates were Honeytongue, Concordfawn, Harpywing, Polargale, Wildfate, and Mistralcry.
rank: Garden Keeper for the mate log: Male - pansexual &panromantic - none
Edited Aug 25, 2021 0:35:06 GMT -5 By Shadowbladeღ
POPPYSKIP - Dot A baby faced calico with blue doe like eyes, a chocolate-coloured nose freckled along the bridge and a curvy frame that gives him a dainty appearance. With a smaller stature than his father Doefreckle. He gives off the appearance of a damsel in distress. Between his feminine features and small stature he gets mistake as a female apprentice quite often, but never has the heart to correct anyone an suffers in silence. Poppyskip is known for being incredibly clever and is a self overworked prodigy. He could achieve great things if he put his mind to it, but he struggles with the motivation and lacks direction. Rather he chooses to keep his head down and fly under the radar instead. He was raised on the stories of his father, and feels rather intimidated by them. Rather he yearned for a his mother who is merely a fade memory. Holding her in high regards, he views her as a mythical figure almost like a god in his eyes. Due to his lack of parents he latched onto his older half-brother Batflower as a small kit and had an unhealthy attachment the tom. It was due to this attachment that Poppyskip found his love for the flora and fauna that grow in Summerclan's territory. He once dreamt of being a medicine cat. To the point he spent a unbelievable amount of time in the medicine cat's den observing how herbs work. He managed to pick up a few things here and there. He once was rather vocal about the dream when he was younger, but has since settled into the life of a Garden Keeper. But silently still holds onto the dream of becoming a medicine cat one day. With the passing of Batflower. and the lack of parents to raise him growing up, Poppyskip has found himself to be the most lost out of his siblings. Uncertain about his future, and full of self-doubt and struggles daily with his internalized feelings of anxiety. Poppyskip rarely seems happy with his life. A rare smile can be seen from time to time. Giving away to that sweet nature that leads to him being a popular cat amongst his clanmates and even cats in other clans. When others try to befriend him or admit to liking him. He comes rather clueless and is unable to pick up on social cues. When he isn't gracing the world with one of his rare smiles, he can be found frowning. Which has caused a premature wrinkle to form in between his eyes. When he isn't frowning he is an bundle of anxious energy. He stumbles over his words, drops items, and becomes overwhelmed. Leading him to withdraw to the safety of the gardens. Due to his anxiety he has trouble sleeping and can be found wake up even into the odd hours of the night. During the day he appears sleep-deprived and throws himself into his work to ignore his tiredness. This can lead him to forgetting to eat. It's a very common sight to see friends, family, and even the clanmates that adore him bringing food to him and encouraging him to eat.
rank: Garden Keeper for the mate log : male - demisexual bisexual - none
