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name; cloverfoot received his name shortly after birth due to the clover patch he was born in
age; recently turning fifty-nine moons makes this fellow nearly ancient
gender; quite obviously a tom
rank; he holds the honorable position of medicine cat to his clan
family; eaglestone rivernose ravenpaw spottedpaw
mate; mates are forbidden
crush; n/a
appearance; cloverfoot is nothing special, really. he has the height and weight of an average cat.
his pelt is short and soft, accompanied by a fitting black and white pattern throughout. his eyes are
a sweet pale green and match his fur almost perfectly. as for his build, cloverfoot has broad shoulders
and a sleek body. four average sized legs help carry him and a long black tail provides balance. the
only thing that sets cloverfoot apart from his clanmates is the subtle limp in his front left leg. other
than that, he is just an ordinary member of Blazeclan.
personality; if cloverfoot hadn't suffered from a life changing injury in his younger moons he's sure the
ladies would be crawling all over him as a warrior. he seems to have the perfect personality, though, like
any other, he has his faults. for example, cloverfoot is quite a humble cat. he always puts others
needs before his own, even if it means suffering through immense pain and possibly death, and is always
looking out for his clanmates no matter their views on him. he is also very wise, as to be expected
of the medicine cat. starting at a young age cloverfoot was continuously drinking in knowledge of nearly
everything around him and still does so in his current state. overall he is just a kind cat. however,
cloverfoot, despite what others may think, is not nor anywhere near perfect. he is quite a soft spoken
cat. as far as he can remember he has never raised his voice towards another and is not one to argue.
cloverfoot is generally just a quiet and gentle tom.
history; cloverkit was born the second out of three and the only tom. shortly after birth his mother,
rivernose, passed and left her kits in a dangerous state and her mate, eaglestone, in a bought of depression.
however, the warrior pulled through and was able to begin raising his offspring to the best of his abilities with
the help a foster mother. without doubt, the kits grew into healthy, playful balls of energy and no sooner did
they become apprentices. cloverkit became cloverpaw alongside his sisters, ravenpaw and spottedpaw. they
were a happy family for awhile and all three siblings were shaping up to be strong warriors. then the incident
occurred. eaglestone and a few other warriors had taken the apprentices out on a hunting patrol when a rogue
badger appeared. it had taken the party by surprise and the three warriors willingly flung themselves into harms
way for the apprentices sake. cloverpaw and his sisters attempted to climb a nearby tree in seek of refuge but
only little cloverpaw had begun to climb when the badger turned tail and swatted furiously at them. his sisters
were thrown aside as if they were just dead prey and cloverpaw desperately dug his claws into a weak branch.
two of the warriors were only able to distract the badger for what seemed like seconds while eaglestone curled
over his limp daughters. cloverpaw hung onto the branch as if his life depended on it and it did. but he was
growing tired with all the panic and his claws were slowly giving way. the apprentice made a final attempt to
save his life by calling out to his father but the tom was occupied with the balls of fur below. cloverpaw yelled
out in an ice shattering cry as he fell to the ground. as he hit the hard earth his ears rang with the sound of
snapping bone and he lay there, terrified and surging with pain. luckily the other warriors returned just in time
to take the disgruntled group back to camp before the badger returned. but it was no use. cloverpaw's sisters
only ended up dying hours later and his father sank back into his depression, only leading to his death of starvation
a few days later. as for cloverpaw, well, with time his broken leg healed and after several moons he was able to
move on from the deaths of his family members. he was changed into the role of medicine cat apprentice and
eventually the time came for him to receive his medicine cat name: cloverfoot. there are times when he still has
nightmares of that fateful day, though he never regrets the choices he made. now he's quite happy with the life he
leads and even if they aren't by his side he knows his parents and sisters are watching him from starclan and they
are swelling with pride.
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age; recently turning fifty-nine moons makes this fellow nearly ancient
gender; quite obviously a tom
rank; he holds the honorable position of medicine cat to his clan
family; eaglestone rivernose ravenpaw spottedpaw
mate; mates are forbidden
crush; n/a
appearance; cloverfoot is nothing special, really. he has the height and weight of an average cat.
his pelt is short and soft, accompanied by a fitting black and white pattern throughout. his eyes are
a sweet pale green and match his fur almost perfectly. as for his build, cloverfoot has broad shoulders
and a sleek body. four average sized legs help carry him and a long black tail provides balance. the
only thing that sets cloverfoot apart from his clanmates is the subtle limp in his front left leg. other
than that, he is just an ordinary member of Blazeclan.
personality; if cloverfoot hadn't suffered from a life changing injury in his younger moons he's sure the
ladies would be crawling all over him as a warrior. he seems to have the perfect personality, though, like
any other, he has his faults. for example, cloverfoot is quite a humble cat. he always puts others
needs before his own, even if it means suffering through immense pain and possibly death, and is always
looking out for his clanmates no matter their views on him. he is also very wise, as to be expected
of the medicine cat. starting at a young age cloverfoot was continuously drinking in knowledge of nearly
everything around him and still does so in his current state. overall he is just a kind cat. however,
cloverfoot, despite what others may think, is not nor anywhere near perfect. he is quite a soft spoken
cat. as far as he can remember he has never raised his voice towards another and is not one to argue.
cloverfoot is generally just a quiet and gentle tom.
history; cloverkit was born the second out of three and the only tom. shortly after birth his mother,
rivernose, passed and left her kits in a dangerous state and her mate, eaglestone, in a bought of depression.
however, the warrior pulled through and was able to begin raising his offspring to the best of his abilities with
the help a foster mother. without doubt, the kits grew into healthy, playful balls of energy and no sooner did
they become apprentices. cloverkit became cloverpaw alongside his sisters, ravenpaw and spottedpaw. they
were a happy family for awhile and all three siblings were shaping up to be strong warriors. then the incident
occurred. eaglestone and a few other warriors had taken the apprentices out on a hunting patrol when a rogue
badger appeared. it had taken the party by surprise and the three warriors willingly flung themselves into harms
way for the apprentices sake. cloverpaw and his sisters attempted to climb a nearby tree in seek of refuge but
only little cloverpaw had begun to climb when the badger turned tail and swatted furiously at them. his sisters
were thrown aside as if they were just dead prey and cloverpaw desperately dug his claws into a weak branch.
two of the warriors were only able to distract the badger for what seemed like seconds while eaglestone curled
over his limp daughters. cloverpaw hung onto the branch as if his life depended on it and it did. but he was
growing tired with all the panic and his claws were slowly giving way. the apprentice made a final attempt to
save his life by calling out to his father but the tom was occupied with the balls of fur below. cloverpaw yelled
out in an ice shattering cry as he fell to the ground. as he hit the hard earth his ears rang with the sound of
snapping bone and he lay there, terrified and surging with pain. luckily the other warriors returned just in time
to take the disgruntled group back to camp before the badger returned. but it was no use. cloverpaw's sisters
only ended up dying hours later and his father sank back into his depression, only leading to his death of starvation
a few days later. as for cloverpaw, well, with time his broken leg healed and after several moons he was able to
move on from the deaths of his family members. he was changed into the role of medicine cat apprentice and
eventually the time came for him to receive his medicine cat name: cloverfoot. there are times when he still has
nightmares of that fateful day, though he never regrets the choices he made. now he's quite happy with the life he
leads and even if they aren't by his side he knows his parents and sisters are watching him from starclan and they
are swelling with pride.
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name; patchpaw was named by her father for the patches of tabby fur throughout her pelt
age; she is a young and healthy twelve moons
gender; of course a she-cat and nothing more or less
rank; the 'paw' in her name suggests her rank as an apprentice
family; birdtalon leafbreeze
mate; she is too young for a mate
crush; n/a
appearance; like most apprentices patchpaw is quite small. her height and weight are perhaps a little
less than average for her age. the majority of her pelt is a sweet honey color with darker tabby
markings and a large splash of white on her chest and side. her eyes are a deep hazel and fit in
with her pelt magically. she has the perfect build for a cat of her age and gender. a very slender and
sleek body accompanied by a smooth tail and four long legs allow her to excel at running and squeezing
into smaller spaces. young patchpaw isn't much different from her clanmates and she's quite happy with her
looks as they are.
personality; patchpaw really isn't anything spectacular. she's a member of Blazeclan and nothing more or less.
she does have a gentle, loving nature, and because of this she sometimes finds it hard to participate in warrior
training or hunting. however, this doesn't make her weak, or a wimp. patchpaw is just as determined and strong
as her fellow apprentices if not more so. behind her shy and quiet appearance is a feisty young cat blazing with
strength. if anyone has something to say about anything its her. she may not be built with muscles and sharp claws
but she comes ready and equipped with a sharp tongue and wits.
history; patchkit was born a single kit to two great warriors of Blazeclan. she was a blessing, truly, but poor
birdtalon wanted more than just one kit. he begged and pleaded with his mate, leafbreeze, trying to convince
her to try for another littler. but she was content with her little patchkit. birdtalon of course threw a fit of fury
and ran out of the camp without warning. his clanmates expected nothing less of him, as he was famous among
them for his temper tantrums, and guessed he'd be back before nightfall. however, when nightfall finally came
and birdtalon still had not turned up they decided to wait until morning. surely he'd have wandered back into camp
by then, wouldn't he? despite a bit of confusion and worry leafbreeze continued on with her day caring for patchkit.
when morning came the clan was baffled as there was still no sign of the warrior tom. now a bit of panic was
setting in. a small search party was sent out that afternoon and they returned moments later with some news.
behind them was leafbreeze's beloved mates body. upon examination it appeared he had swallowed a pawful of
death berries. of course leafbreeze spent the rest of the day grieving for her lost birdtalon but by nightfall she
was surprisingly calm and collected. nobody ever questioned her about it, though, in fear they may upset her
further. instead the cats of Blazeclan continued on with their daily lives almost acting as if nothing happened.
moons later patchkit became patchpaw and although she's never asked about her father she doesn't doubt he
was an amazing warrior.
age; she is a young and healthy twelve moons
gender; of course a she-cat and nothing more or less
rank; the 'paw' in her name suggests her rank as an apprentice
family; birdtalon leafbreeze
mate; she is too young for a mate
crush; n/a
appearance; like most apprentices patchpaw is quite small. her height and weight are perhaps a little
less than average for her age. the majority of her pelt is a sweet honey color with darker tabby
markings and a large splash of white on her chest and side. her eyes are a deep hazel and fit in
with her pelt magically. she has the perfect build for a cat of her age and gender. a very slender and
sleek body accompanied by a smooth tail and four long legs allow her to excel at running and squeezing
into smaller spaces. young patchpaw isn't much different from her clanmates and she's quite happy with her
looks as they are.
personality; patchpaw really isn't anything spectacular. she's a member of Blazeclan and nothing more or less.
she does have a gentle, loving nature, and because of this she sometimes finds it hard to participate in warrior
training or hunting. however, this doesn't make her weak, or a wimp. patchpaw is just as determined and strong
as her fellow apprentices if not more so. behind her shy and quiet appearance is a feisty young cat blazing with
strength. if anyone has something to say about anything its her. she may not be built with muscles and sharp claws
but she comes ready and equipped with a sharp tongue and wits.
history; patchkit was born a single kit to two great warriors of Blazeclan. she was a blessing, truly, but poor
birdtalon wanted more than just one kit. he begged and pleaded with his mate, leafbreeze, trying to convince
her to try for another littler. but she was content with her little patchkit. birdtalon of course threw a fit of fury
and ran out of the camp without warning. his clanmates expected nothing less of him, as he was famous among
them for his temper tantrums, and guessed he'd be back before nightfall. however, when nightfall finally came
and birdtalon still had not turned up they decided to wait until morning. surely he'd have wandered back into camp
by then, wouldn't he? despite a bit of confusion and worry leafbreeze continued on with her day caring for patchkit.
when morning came the clan was baffled as there was still no sign of the warrior tom. now a bit of panic was
setting in. a small search party was sent out that afternoon and they returned moments later with some news.
behind them was leafbreeze's beloved mates body. upon examination it appeared he had swallowed a pawful of
death berries. of course leafbreeze spent the rest of the day grieving for her lost birdtalon but by nightfall she
was surprisingly calm and collected. nobody ever questioned her about it, though, in fear they may upset her
further. instead the cats of Blazeclan continued on with their daily lives almost acting as if nothing happened.
moons later patchkit became patchpaw and although she's never asked about her father she doesn't doubt he
was an amazing warrior.
