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Username: cyberdragon725
Cat Name: Daystar (Daylight - Light that Shines at Day)
Clan: The Tribe Of Frosted Pines
Rank: Leader

Gender: Female
Age: 48 Moons
Description: White and silver ticked tabby she-cat with yellow-green eyes.

Other Features: None
Siblings: None Living

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[cyberdragon725]

oh my goodness, she looks absolutely amazing OWO Thank you so much!

Name; Daystar
Other Names; Daylight - Light that Shines at Day
Gender; Female
Age; 48 Moons
Clan; The Tribe Of Frosted Pines

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"“No matter how deep the night is, there will always be a daylight. "
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♣ Name ♣ » Light That Shines At Day - Daylight - Daystar
♣ Age ♣ » 48 Moons
♣ Gender ♣ »Female
♣ Created By ♣ » Placebo
♣ Rank ♣ » Leader
♣ Desired Rank ♣ » Leader
♣ Description ♣ » White and silver ticked tabby she-cat with yellow-green eyes


♣ Personality ♣ » Kind, Generous, and Passionate, Light is a cat who many will remember. Her welcoming attitude and loyalty to other cats sets her apart from most other leaders, showing them that the tribe is a sanctuary for all. She fights to protect the privacy of others, always claiming that the actions of one are not what counts, rather it's the reaction that makes a difference. Light That Shines at Day is a very social she-cat, reaching out to outside clans and constantly keeping her tribe open for visitors. Of course this does not mean she is ignorant in the dangers of such an act. She's used to having to survive in the harsh cold, facing off against some of the most ferocious of beasts. She feels confident in her ability to fight off any hostile intruders and protect her clan with all nine of her lives.
♣ History ♣ » "I was born a loner not to far from my tribes northern territory. I don't remember much from then, not my mother, not my father. The only thing I knew then was how cold it was. It was the middle of leafbare and snow was thick on the ground. I didn't know how to hunt and I knew absolutely nothing about surviving in these mountains. Death was almost certain for me. Then the day came when I collapsed. Finally broken down by my lack of food and warmth, I remember the snow covering me slowly and I was helpless against it's brutal touch. As the world went black, the only thing I could imagine was wondering what would happen to me when I died. A morbid thought indeed, especially for a kit no older than 2 moons.

When I woke again, there were several things I noticed. The cold was nearly gone. My small form was trembling inside something warm and everything carried the scent of twolegs. I heard their strange speak as the soft thing moved, rubbing gently against me and chasing away the biting frost. I was scared, horrified really but at the same time, I was so relieved to feel the warmth that I masked my fear. On that day, the twoleg had saved my life. This is odd for a twoleg, especially out here. He was different. You see, the first thing that brought me to recognize his uniqueness was his scent. He smelled like twolegs of course but there was a stronger scent on him. The scent of the mountain pine seemed to be a part of him. It was as if the mountains had created him, forming him to protect the creatures of his home. He kept me safe, hidden away in his nest while I recovered. While I was extremely nervous, I found myself looking forward to his scent. He was a promise of shelter, affection, and care. To this day I believe I brought the same to him. I was a kittypet and I was content.

It wasn't spent all within a twoleg nest, you see. My twoleg was special not only in scent, but in his actions. There came a day when I had fully recovered. At about five moons old, He rushed into our nest grabbing as many of those strange pelts that he could and gathering some dried meats. The pack he carried each time he left was completely full and once he seemed to have everything he was seeking, he turned to where I was sitting on the floor of his nest. Killing the fire in his firenest, he cradled me in his arms. I was a bit scared of course but by this time he had earned my trust. Wrapping me in one of the pelts, he carried me out into the snow-covered land. Barking hit my ears and I looked to see a pack of dogs. The twoleg had tied his dogs together, two standing beside each other and pulling some small wooden beast. I later called it the runner as the dogs would run and it would seem to speed faster than what I thought was possible. He placed me on the runner, making sure I was secure within my pelts before shouting at the dogs. We almost seemed to fly across the snow. It was absolutely exhilarating. We would never return to his twoleg nest though. Instead, the dogs, the runner and my twoleg would travel these mountains living off what our twoleg and I could catch and exploring the territory that surrounds us.

From my travels with the twoleg, I had to learn how to survive. While he did his best to care for me, there were days where we would be hungrily fighting the cold or days where he, the dogs, and I would all huddle together seeking some relief from the wind. We needed to survive and we needed to work together to do so. Then tragedy struck. The greenleaf territory is a dangerous place during leafbare, this we would discover. The mountain territory provides everything we need in greenleaf but in leafbare when the rivers and lakes freeze over it becomes a dangerous death trap. Leafbare came early and before he could migrate down the mountain, his usual route had been blocked off by a massive snowstorm. We decided to go around the mountain, hoping for another path down that would allow us to escape the ice and snow but what none of us knew was that such a path would lead us over the frozen rivers. Rivers that weren't quite as frozen as we had thought. Underneath the weight of the runner and the dogs, the ice began to crack. It broke through under the runner first, causing it to fall to its side and send the pack as well as myself skidding across the ice. It's nothing but a nightmare from there. The runner... The dogs... my twoleg. All of them were lost in the river and none of them surfaced again. In the blink of an eye, everything I had ever known and cared for was gone. I was forced to live alone. At least, that's what I thought.

I spent one whole moon not really seeming to live. Everything was a blur of sorrow and fear and by the time the moon shone brightest I had already began to break apart. Then I heard them. Looking up to silverpelt, I was amazed. Instead of the darkened skies with only my ancestors scattered across silverpelt, it seemed as if the whole sky was alive. Lights shone as our ancestors danced with the deceased of those who once called the mountain their home. At that day I found myself believing in the ancient stories of starclan for the very first time as they greeted and celebrated with those who made up my life. Other cats may only see the northern lights as an anomaly but for me, I know my twoleg is up there. He was a spirit of the mountain itself, not killing for the pleasure but following a code which made him just as much a warrior as you or I.

On that day I came to a decision. The twoleg who smelled of pines saved me from the frost, showing me the wonders of this territory and providing me protection in company. I decided I would do the same for others. This is why I created The Tribe of Frosted Pines and why we call this territory our home, because while survival may not be easy and loss will come often, we will make the most of our lives by working to impact the lives of others and offer the companionship they need to survive."
♣ Mother ♣ » None
♣ Father ♣ » None
♣ Brothers ♣ » None
♣ Sisters ♣ » None


♣ Mate ♣ » None
♣ Kits ♣ » None
♣ Crush ♣ » None


♣ Future name(s) ♣ » None
♣ Past name(s) ♣ » Light
♣ Theme Song ♣ » Mountain Song - Of Monsters and Men
♣ Lives Left ♣ » Nine

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Daystar meeting vixen for the first time