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|Past Name;; Cindy|
|Age;; 54 Moons|
|Gender;; Female|
|Rank;; Warrior|
|Mentor;; undecided|
|Apprentice;; N/A|
|Mother;; June|
|Father;; Casper|
|Scent;; Petrichor|
┏━━━━━━━━━━┓Mother of All┗━━━━━━━━━━┛Can you see me count to three?
No, I won't play your hide and seek
Can you see me count to three?
No, I won't play your hide and seek✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧
Motherly, Sassy, Sarcastic, Independent, Dreamer, Aggressive.
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We make mistakes
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Cindy was an honoured hunter among The Broken Souls; known for her strategic hunting techniques
and silent steps. She would spend her days with duty, silent and stoic. After finishing her duties she
would spend her time skirting the edge of the forest territory, often tracing the edge of DriftClan.
Watching from a distance she would often get the slightest kick out of watching the clan cats scent
the area and try to figure out where she was. Of course trolling the locals wasn't her only activity.
There were strays who would often turn up on the doorstep of The Broken Souls, tired and hungry.
Cindy was there ticket into the ranks of the group, she would feed them and talk to them about their
plight and why their loyalty should be with The Broken Souls.
However love has a funny way of corrupting the heart. [Name] was a warrior of DriftClan, the only
one to track her into the forest. He was fearless and it touched her heart. They spent a long time
talking, both parties slowly wearing down the others defences. As the sun set over the ocean in the
distance, Cindy asked with bated breath if they could speak again. The tom agreed eagerly.
And so their meetings began, they spoke about life in their respective clans and what things were like;
the cats they liked, those they didn't. It wasn't long before Cindy was completely smitten for the tom.
And with love came kits. Cindy was delighted to find out she was expecting kits and was more than
eager to tell her clan lover about the discovery. As she was approaching the border she was cut off by
NAME of The Broken Souls. He drilled her about what she was doing; that she should be back in camp.
Ignoring him she pressed further, showing her hand when she confessed that she was going to her kits
home.
Behind her violent shouts echoed of what would happen if she ever returned. She walked deep into the
clan territory, eventually being caught by a patrol heading out to the border. Guided by the patrol back
to the clan's camp she was put before their leader. She pleaded that the kits belonged to DriftClan and
that she was just a loner. She was confused as a code about kits was brought up and another clan,
StarClan, was briefly mentioned. Reluctantly she was brought into the ranks of the clan.
It cut her deep when her mate removed himself from their lives, confessing that he had found love in
his own clan. She argued that she was in his clan now, that she had given up everything for him.
He apologised and never spoke to her again. When the time for her kitting came about she brought her
son into the world alone.