- username: kamelgirl
cat name: sprucefall
clan: rimeclan
rank: warrior
gender: she-cat
age: 38 moons
prompt: as a clan whose territory covered in snow for ten months of the year, rimeclan regards snow as something of a permanent fixture. it is treated with wary respect for the dangers hidden within its depths, but also appreciated for the beauty it brings to the forest. most cats even enjoy the snow and celebrate when it arrives.
sprucefall is not one of these cats.
everything about the snow irritates her. the dampness that seeps through her fur to chill her to the bone, the pitfalls and traps that it hides from sight, the ever-looming threat of a sudden blizzard or avalanche, the way the sunbeams reflect off its surface and directly into her eyes.
her hatred doesn't really stem from a root cause. despite her constant complaints, she's never actually run into a hidden trap, and she's the only member of the clan who's never been subjected to the fury of a blizzard. she just loathes the snow, despite having grown up with it all her life.
this animosity is made painfully clear during the brief summer months. throughout the rest of the year, sprucefall is the grumpiest cat in the clan. as soon as the snow melts, however, her bitterness vanishes, leaving her constantly upbeat and cheerful. just as the clan has had time to grow used to this change, the snow returns, bringing the old, angry sprucefall with it.













