Name: Feathersong
Age: 39 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Queen
Desired Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Long haired ginger she-cat with green eyes
Personality: Feathersong is as soft as her name would suggest though if something raises her anger she is more than willing to sheath her claws into the offender. She is incredibly protective of those she is close to and tends to mother everyone she cares for even if it tends to annoy others. She doesnβt like to bother others and will tend to keep her troubles to herself for fear of becoming a burden. While she prefers to keep her own troubles to herself she goes out of her way to help others and is always offering a helping paw.
Biography: Feathersong was originally a kittypet before joining Flameclan but she had grown up on the stories of Starclan and the Great warrior clans that prowled the forest. Her parents were said to have descended from warriors that had strayed too close to the twolegs home while out hunting and been captured and taken as pets by the twolegs that lived there. They had never forgotten their warrior roots though and had raised their kits on the stories from their past. Her Mother had always been obsessed with the stories and had taken it upon herself to teach her kits the old way even going so far as to keeping to the naming traditions that had been passed down through the family. As such Feathersong was always fascinated with the tales of the warrior clans and had always dreamed of being one herself. One day her twolegs left the door open and she saw it as her chance to live her dream and escaped.
Seeing as she had been taught how to hunt mice and the occasional squirrel that got into the attic of her nest she was able to fend for herself pretty well once she reached the forest. One day while she was prowling the forest she stumbled across a white furred tom and had fought him off when he launched himself at her. He had fought harder than any cat she had ever encountered but eventually she had gotten the upper paw and had him pinned to the ground. After letting him up the two got to talking when she discovered he had only attacked her because he was trying to fend for both himself and his sisterβs kit. Apparently he and his sister had been loners for some time before his sister had come back one day pregnant. She had never told him who the father of the kit was and then she had died when the young kit was only two moons old leaving Blizzardfur to fend for the young kit himself. Of course upon hearing this Feathersong couldnβt bring herself to let them fend for themselves so she joined the two and they became close. Over the many moons she grew closer to Blizzardfur until eventually they became mates. Eventually things came to a head one day when Nightpaw was caught by a twoleg who was in the forest for some reason. Blizzardfur refused to abandon the kit and had taken off after the twoleg. Feathersong had followed just as worried for the young cat but also concerned because she had recognized the twoleg from her time as a kittypet. The twoleg was disliked even by other twolegs because of the dogs he raised were vicious and always attacked the neighbors cats. Fearing for her mate and the young kit she had come to see as her own she had been determined to save her family.
Unfortunately things didnβt go to plan and the twoleg had released the dogs and they had torn her mate apart in front of her. She had climbed the nearest tree and hid until the dogs returned to their nest and had then retrieved her mate dragging him to the forest for a proper burial. Distraught she realized that she still had to try to save Nightpaw and had left but by the time she made it back to the twoleg nest it was dark and she couldnβt find any sign of Nightpaw. She had met members of the clan and had been grateful that they had allowed her to join the clan even if she knew she would have to fight to prove her worth since she had once lived with twolegs. It had only been a month or so since she joined the clan when she had discovered that she was expecting kits. It had nearly caused her to shut down again as she realized they would never know their father and how could she expect the clan to take on the burden of more mouths to feed?
She was grateful to everyone who stayed with her and tried to help her overcome her grief. When the kits were born she was determined they would be great assets to the clan that had saved her life after she had lost everything that mattered to her that night.
Crush: Open
Mate: Blizzardfur (Deceased) Open to a new relationship
Kits: Petalkit, Blossomkit, Emberkit, Snowkit
Adopted Kits: Nightpaw (Location and Status Unknown)
Parents: Flamespirit (Deceased), Sorreltail (Unknown Location)
Siblings: (Open)
Other Information:
Petalkit(Left), Blossomkit(right),
Emberkit,
Snowkit,
Blizzardfur,
Nightpaw
Name: Emberkit
Age: 4 Moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Kit
Appearance: Longhaired ginger and white kit with blue eyes
Personality: He is incredibly curious about everything and is always wandering off and getting into trouble. He is anxiously waiting for his turn to be an apprentice and is always trying to do what the other apprentices are even willingly taking on the unwanted duties in camp if an apprentice asks him to even though he isnβt supposed to. He loves to playfight with his littermates and can often be found practicing his βHunter skillsβ on the nearest appendage so the other warriors will often get tackled or pounced on. Tails tend to be his favorite target and he doesnβt understand why some of the other cats get so angry with him.
Biography: Emberkit along with his littermates were born in Flameclan. He saw his mother break down when he was only a few moons old over the loss of their father and her adopted kit before them and was finally told the story of why his mother always looked like she was in pain every time she looked at him and his siblings. While he didnβt fully understand everything that was going on he decided then and there that he would become the best the Warrior ever and make his parents proud. Not much has happened in his short life but he idolizes their leader and wants to be just like them.
Crush: Open
Mate: To Young
Kits: To Young
Parents: Feathersong, Blizzardfur (Deceased)
Siblings: Petalkit, Blossomkit, Snowkit
Adopted Siblings: Nightpaw (Location and Status Unknown)
