Name: Featherleap
Past Names: Feather, Featherpaw
Gender: Female
Age: 30 moons
Rank: Warrior
Rank Wanted: Deputy
Looks: Featherleap is a fluffy smoky-silver ticked tabby she,
with a dark stripe
going down her back
and soft ivy eyes. Her pelt is littered with tiny scars
and a prominent one running across her throat.
Although her pelt is fluffy, it isn't very long yet is well-kept.
Scent: Dew and lavender
Crush: Moorheart
Mate: None yet
Kits: None yet
Kin: Cedar, Stream, Gorse, and Birch
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+ traits: Calm, gracious, friendly
- traits: Naive, melancholic, submissive
Featherleap was born a kittypet in an abusive family; her father was barely ever home and constantly argued with her mother.
She lived on a free-roam barn with many different farm life; chickens, cows, and a horse named Beatrice. Featherleap, Feather at the time, had been born in a litter of 3 kits, the others being Gorse and Birch. Birch was born the runt of the litter, making her father, Cedar, hate her the most out of the trio.
Feather hated how her father treated them; they never did anything to him! But Cedar had been so angry due to Stream, her mother, cheating on him with a rogue that she never met. Cedar wanted everything in his power to destroy Stream's life after what she had did to him, and he did so... By murdering Birch in cold blood while on a "hunting" lesson. Gorse, her brother, was terrified of a father figure he looked up to so much, and he soon ran away to live life as a loner.
Feather stayed behind to care for Stream, who was suffering from anxiety and fear for her own life. It wasn't long until Cedar crossed the line and hit Stream, fueling Feather's hatred. Feather fought him that night, but evidently lost to her smaller posture, as she was merely apprentice age. Cedar drove her away from the barn, causing her to find Forestclan... She was taken in via pity.