𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑴𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻
𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑺 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑪𝑯
𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑺 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑪𝑯
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stormpetal has always been defined by her st
ubborn ferocity. witty, bold, and never afraid
to express her opinion, she seems to be all sh
arp edges — and she was, when she was young
er! but underneath that obstinacy and pride i
s a motherly she-cat who loves fiercely and w
ithout measure, dedicated entirely to her cla
n and possessing a particular fondness for kits.
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many remember her as the once close friend
and mate of rowanstalk, wolfstar's brother; a
nd indeed, when she bore his kit, their beaut
iful, irreplaceable son beepaw, it was like so
me missing piece in her life had finally been
attained... until her son was killed by heartl
ess tigerheart (what an ironic, undeserving n
ame) in that attack five moons ago. since the
death of her son, this she-cat who once had s
uch a big heart has closed it off to others. bi
tter and angry, she spends most of her time t
hrowing herself into her warrior duties, tryin
g to distract herself from her loss. and while
she blames and loathes marshclan above all f
or what happened, there is someone else she
finds fault in: rowanstalk. he always pushed t
heir son too hard, beepaw always trying to fo
llow in the older tom's footsteps, and he didn
't stop his son from joining the fight when he
could have. they are now barely on speaking
terms, clearly having broken up; if you asked
her, she claims rowanstalk has not a heart an
ymore. if you asked him, she has too much th
e heart of a mother.
ubborn ferocity. witty, bold, and never afraid
to express her opinion, she seems to be all sh
arp edges — and she was, when she was young
er! but underneath that obstinacy and pride i
s a motherly she-cat who loves fiercely and w
ithout measure, dedicated entirely to her cla
n and possessing a particular fondness for kits.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
many remember her as the once close friend
and mate of rowanstalk, wolfstar's brother; a
nd indeed, when she bore his kit, their beaut
iful, irreplaceable son beepaw, it was like so
me missing piece in her life had finally been
attained... until her son was killed by heartl
ess tigerheart (what an ironic, undeserving n
ame) in that attack five moons ago. since the
death of her son, this she-cat who once had s
uch a big heart has closed it off to others. bi
tter and angry, she spends most of her time t
hrowing herself into her warrior duties, tryin
g to distract herself from her loss. and while
she blames and loathes marshclan above all f
or what happened, there is someone else she
finds fault in: rowanstalk. he always pushed t
heir son too hard, beepaw always trying to fo
llow in the older tom's footsteps, and he didn
't stop his son from joining the fight when he
could have. they are now barely on speaking
terms, clearly having broken up; if you asked
her, she claims rowanstalk has not a heart an
ymore. if you asked him, she has too much th
e heart of a mother.
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𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑰𝑺 𝑺𝑼𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮
𝑻𝑶𝑶 𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑬
𝑻𝑶𝑶 𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑬
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𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑫 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑫
𝑨𝑺 𝑻𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑨𝑺 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑪𝑨𝑵
𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑷𝑼𝑺𝑯 𝑨𝑾𝑨𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑬
𝑼𝑵𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬
𝑨𝑺 𝑻𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑨𝑺 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑪𝑨𝑵
𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑷𝑼𝑺𝑯 𝑨𝑾𝑨𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑬
𝑼𝑵𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬
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