1x1 with mossy. + .winter

[.winter]

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"Never fear, little one.

StarClan is always with you,

no matter where you will go,

or what you will face."

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1x1 role-play with mossy. and .winter.

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[.winter]

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million stars that touch the ground. So
many things can be found amid the
falling snow"
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Name: Snowfeather
Age: 35 moons (starting as kit)
Rank: Medicine Cat
Gender: Female
This is Snowfeather the, 35 moons she cat. Snowfeathers
build is rather slim with sleek grey marble fur, which
consists of grey, and patches of white. Snows' eyes are
a stunning turquoise blue color which stand out when
she smiles. As for any major features, she has a small
scar under her chin.

Snowfeathers personality is quite smart, kind, funny,
loyal, skillful at hiding, and stalking. She's always there
to lend a paw and help those in need. She likes all of the
following, healing, exploring, hanging around Moonripple
(medicine cat) running, and playing games. When she is
not quite feeling it Snowfeather is, insecure, the runt,
quiet, snappy, sarcastic, hunting. If she has a problem
she'll do her best to explain. Snow doesn't have a problem
with most things, but the things she does dislike are,
Hunting, fighting, boredom, lectures, cats telling her what
to do, along with obnoxious cats. As for her love life, Snow
is heterosexual and doesn't see anyone she likes.

Snowfeather, ever since she was a kit, was told she wasn't
going to be the most ordinary cat. She was born with a heavy
title against her, to someday be the next clan leader, because
that is what her mother was, was clan leader. However, her
mother never had much time for her kits, and her father was
never to be found. When she would ask her mother about her
father, her mother always ignored the question and told her to
go play with her brothers and sisters. However, they too, all
wanted to be leader of the clan. Snowfeather never thought of
someday being a clan leader, she already dreamt of being just
the best warrior she could be, and nobody could stop her from
that. Someday she wanted a family, she wanted kits,

and she never thought that she would be the next medicine cat.
When she became an apprentice, Moonripple told her that she
desperately wished that she would become a warrior, and not a
medicine cat. Moonripple saw a prophecy that only dark times
would come to Snowfeather if she took the position, however, that
darkness would be something that saved the clan. Moonripple
warned Riverstar many times of the danger surrounding her kit, yet,
that wouldn't stop Starclan from choosing the next medicine cat
apprentice. When Snowfeather heard the news of her new title, she
was more than shocked, startled, even. She didn't know why her
mother chose this path for her, what she had seen, or knew, but she
knew that her whole life was just taken away from her before her eyes.
Never could she have a family like she wanted, she would forever be
treated differently because she was no the common warrior of her clan,
and she would have to stay away from her friends, knowing they all had
a different path than her. She didn't know what was going to happen,
but one thing she did know, was what a journey this little cat had in store
for her.
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Patchtail is a relatively thin cat. his build is
well suited for actions like swimming and
climbing trees, and less so for brute strength.
His pelt is dappled calico by orange and black
and the white on his muzzle runs down his
belly to the paws on his hind legs. his face
has sharp features and a warm pair of yellow
eyes that sit the perfect distance apart.

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name. patchtail
age. 38 moons
rank. warrior
kin. deceased

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crush. will be snowfeather
mate. none
impression. quiet, respectful
likes. climbing trees, sunning himself

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dislikes. failing, being
disrespected, lying, cocky cats
fears.being alone, drowning,
being abandoned by others

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As a kit, Patchkit was very much of a rule follower. He did as he was expected, and was never
much of one to sneak out or cause mischief. He'd much rather stay home and poke around
the warriors den, knowing that if he simply did as he was told his time for exploration would
come. much of his kithood was spent lost in thought. He would daydream of a world where
he was leader. Where he had little bundles of energy dashing around his paws, and the love
of his life standing beside him. he would day-dream do much in fact that sometimes his
mother would worry for his mental health. She was frightened that his days a hunter would
never come if he didn't have the ability to focus, but her worries later proved to be for not-
hing. Patchkit was made Patchpaw, and his day-dreams didn't come nearly as often. He was
a natural hunter, but fighting wasn't quite as easy for him. Perhaps it was because his heart
wasn't quite in it, but Patchpaw never really saw the point in combat. He thought that con-
flicts were better settled with words and not claws. Normally, Patchpaw kept more to him-
self, speaking only when he was spoken to or with a purpose. Patchpaw went through his
training as expected, and was granted the warrior name of Patchtail. His shy nature seemed
to be behind him, but his words continue to be selected carefully. Patchtail is a cat of great
patience who will wait as long as it takes to get what he wants. He still trys to avoid fighting
unless it's absolutely necessary, but his quiet authority was certainly enough to spark the
attention of his leader to become deputy.Patchtail know how to keep a level head in a chaotic
situation, and is well respected in his clan for his wisdom and compassion for his clanmates.

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[.winter]

It was the middle of the night, and all Snowkit could remember she was freezing. Bare-leaf had just begun, and she was a bright and fresh new kit. Her mother, Iceface, was right next to her side, and she nudged the little grey and white kitten, the only one she had, closer to the warmth of her coat. "Isn't she just beautiful?" she mewed, as the new Snowkit mewed, blind, vulnerable, yet very precious. Nothing could surrender that moment, that connection, between Iceface and Snowkit, as it was them against the world. With Stormtail still missing, being 6 moons since Iceface has seen him last, she was the only thing Snowkit had. And Iceface swore to the power of StarClan she would not fail the little kit in front of her, and she would not let her fail herself.

2 moons pass by faster than Iceface knew, as Snowkit began to grow and play. She was a shy little thing, always clinging to her mother's pelt as if it was the only thing left in her little world. Snowkit would paw and play with her mothers tail, but that seemed to be the only thing she found joy or excitement in doing. Iceface feared for Snowkit as her personality formed. As the other kits played the battle of the clans, she would always stand out, she didn't want to fight - play with the other kits, and she was scared of what they would think of her. 2 moons passed and she was as shy as ever, she would listen to all the rules, she wouldn't ever say a word, except to Iceface. "Mama?" she used to say, "Yes, little one?" Iceface would ask, "I am very different from them." she mewed, and Iceface could tell her little kit was insecure about her qualities, already. "No, you just need time to find your place."

Another moon passed, and by the time Snowkit was 3 moons old, that was when she began to bloom in the slightest. She was amazed at the stories her mother would tell at the end of the day, she would talk to the other kits more easily, and she even played a couple rounds of 'battle of the clans'. Soon enough, her apprentince would come, and she would soon train to become a warrior. A fighter. Or perhaps, the medicine cat, but Iceface highly doubted that of her daughter. Another kit, named Foxkit, seemed to hold the potential, however, that was before Snowkit got to know Moonripple. Moonripple was a sweet old she-cat, and she had not seen the potential in many of the kits that came to the clan, until little Snowkit. However, she still had much to learn, and still time to simply be a kit.

It was now time for new-leaf, as the prey was plenished once more, the clans seemed to join together, apprentinces were made warriors, and the 6 moon old kits were named with mentors and new things to learn. Iceface had been lying outside the nursery, bathing in the new sunlight she hadn't seen in what seemed like many moons, and the ice began to melt and dissolve into the earth for next year's snow, and the kits were all playing nicely together. Snowkit, Foxkit, Patchkit, Treekit, and another named Cloudkit all played together in front of the field, pretending to battle one another and fight a badger. One of the queens, Riversky, came to lay down next to Iceface, to watch the little ones play together. Snowkit and Patchkit seemed to be teaming up to conquer the big and bad Cloudstar, as Foxkit was preparing some herbs Iceface knew was wrong, but the little thing was learning.

"Watch out! The big and evil Cloudstar is coming! We're all going to die!" Snowkit squealed, flicking her little tail back and forth as she playfully hissed at Cloudkit. "I will kill each and every warrior as I see him!" Cloudkit snarled, his little paw outstretching towards the kits. "I almost have the herbs ready!" Foxkit yelled, pretending to work fast in order to save Treekit's fake leg wound. "You'll never get away with this!" Snowkit said once more, and suddenly pouncing on Cloudkit, pinning him down and soon being rolled over onto her belly for Cloudkit to gently nip her in the ear. "Die!" Cloudkit hissed, as Snowkit pretended to die. At the same time, the leader of the clan, Rockstar, began to chant the ever-so familiar saying to gather the clan, and soon the kit's battle was broken up with several complaints. "But I don't wanna go!" Snowkit pouted, being picked up by the scruff to join every cat by high rock to see what the leader had to say. Apparently, he had decided to choose some of the 6 moon old cats, to soon become apprentices. "I want to become an apprentice already!" Snowkit whined, wiggling in her mothers mouth. She was set down gently, as her little pelt puffed up from embarrassment, and soon shook out the ruffles. "Be patient, Snowkit. Your time will come soon. Just enjoy being a kit, for now." Snowkit just rolled her eyes in impatience.