
═══════════════════
name ;; Hawktail
gender ;; female
rank ;; deputy
age ;; twenty-eight moons
kin ;; deceased
crush ;; none
mate ;; none
offspring ;; none
theme song ;; Ignorance - paramore
other ;; none
═══════════════════Hawktail's parents, Blazingfur and Poppyfur, welcomed two new kittens into their life on a cold leaf-bare morning. Hawktail was born while the sky was still black, faint showings of dawn glittered in the sky. Hawktail came with a brother, Firekit. Firekit had a orange pelt with amazing blue eyes. Hawktail had opened her eyes one day after her birth, while her brother's eyes stayed shut, as if they were glued down. Hawktail always prodded him, wanting him to open his eyes. Though her mother always pushed her away, scolding her with purrs. Her father was a good warrior, going on patrols for a long time. Hawktail didn't know her father that well as he had been struggling to see Hawktail and Firekit at the time, as well as him mate.
Five days later, Firekit opened his amazing big blue eyes. Blazingfur wasn't there for that, as well Hawktail and Firekit's first step, meow, everything. Poppyfur always got made at her mate and they would fight most times but they never ended their relationship though Hawktail knew that they would soon. Firekit was really small compared to her, he didn't grow he stayed at the height he was right then. Hawktail and him played often, she enjoyed it. Before he even opened his eyes she loved him with all her heart, accepting that she would have to protect him. She knew that she would be the one to protect him and make sure that the other kittens wouldn't pick on him. She wasn't protective over him, though. She just showed the other kits to back off on his small size. She was like his mother, but she didn't say that. One moon after both kits had opened their eyes, Firekit passed away. He had caught a disease and died three days after he caught it. The medicine cats tried everything, but nothing work. When he was about to die Hawktail curled herself around him, licked his ears as his mother cried. I will always love you, I will see you in StarClan one day. Stay strong, Firekit. She murmured in his ears as she purred, pressing into him. He managed to speak I love you too, to both Poppyfur and Hawktail. She knew that he didn't want to die, seeing his family crying so she didn't until he was gone. She cried for a while, along with her mother. Her father sulked for awhile, knowing that his little tom died.
Five moons later, Hawktail, or Hawkkit at the time, became Hawkpaw. She was chosen a good mentor in her opinion, and she was pleased with her leader's choice. Her mother decided to stay in the nursery to help other queens with their first litter, or second, or third, well she would help any cat. Hawktail, or Hawkpaw, always visited her in the nusery often, she tried to see her once a day and achieved her goal, at least most of it. Blazingfur and Hawkpaw would see each other more and kind of bonded. Though she didn't take much notice of him, he wasn't there for her and Firekit. One night on a warm new-leaf Poppyfur and Blazingfur decided not to be mates anymore. Hawkpaw had pre-pared for this as she comforted her mother, checking on her at least twice a day now, which was a hard task to achieve. She didn't take a liking to her father as she decided to stay out of his way and ignore him. He was never their for her family.
When Hawkpaw was ten moons old she went on a patrol to attack three foxs with her father and some other warriors and one apprentice. She was in the heat of battle, her father at her side as she spilled the blood of the attacker. The fox had whipped his head around when Blazingfur grabbed hold of it's tail. He snaped at his neck, and grabbed Blazingfur's scruff and held him in the air, shaking him. Hawkpaw stood in horror then attacked it, the fox threw Blazingfur off to the side, he landed with a thump. She didn't look as she attacked the fox yowling with rage. After a few warriros took over the fox she ran to her father, seeing that he was dead. Horror gripped her as she stuffed her face in his fur, which was covered in blood. Later, after they drove out the foxs, they sat vigual for him.
Three moons after her father's death Hawkpaw became Hawktail, a proud warrior. Within that six moons her mother had died from green-cough. Hawktail was devastated but got over it within time, knowing that she would be with Firekit again. Hawktail is now twenty-eight moons old and was picked for deputy. She was over joyed and vowed to do her best, and that is what she is doing.