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𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠
i nicknamed ci-ci ii female iii 5 years iv pup
watcher v white wolfamute vi hazel eyes
vii smells of winter viii angel of the night
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Pos kind, motherly, helpful, educated
Neu trusting, stubborn, strong
Neg insensitive, brash, melancholic
𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠
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---------------Ｏｒ ｈａｖｅ ｔｈｅ ｔｅａｒｓ ｄｅｌｕｄｅｄ ｔｈｅｍ？

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xxxxxxxKind and motherly, Mercy does the best for those around her always willing to lend a hand to a soul in need.While she isn't naive she does have a habit of trusting with her whole-heart. Stubborn at the best of time and insensitive at the worst, all her motherly tact cannot make up for the strong and brash aspects of her personality. It is rare to see the fae exert a large amount of positive energy; she spends most of her days roaming camp in a melancholic haze until given something to do.

xxxxxxxDaughter of a stray malamute and a lowly omega, Mercy was not destined for much in life. Her mother had been lost and during the clearer months of winter she had stumbled upon the pack. After discovering the fae was carrying the children of one of their own it was only a natural decision to have her stay; regardless of the mutts rank who bred with her. Her mother was named Snow and while the malamute wasn't as strong as the wolves she showed promise in being a productive member of their pack. She brought her child into the world and aided many others in raising theirs. This would not last as one snow storm where food was impossible to catch Snow faded away and died peacefully. This began Mercy's story in full swing. With out her mother to swoon over her she was lost for what to do and frequently strayed around camp. The spot she found her self returning to most often was the healer's den. The smell of herbs haunted her dreams in the most delightful way possible and it wasn't long before she found herself spying into the den and stealing knowledge of the herbs abilities. Without the packs knowing they had grown a new and capable healer and they wouldn't know until the day the former healer, Casper, was killed while searching for herbs. The gap that was left in their ranks was immediately filled by the wolamute they least expected. Years later and Mercy has continued to lead in healing; prised by her pack mates for her resourcefulness and kind heart.

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ＳＥＥ， Ｉ ＷＡＳ ＢＯＲＮ
𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍
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KestrelSun, the valley clan leader
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Formerly KestrelStep, this tom-c
at has a scruffy brown pelt with
long fur and a wild spirit that ha
s only been tempered by explor
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𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐

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Adventurous, Born Leader, Paternal
Assertive, Independent.
Abrasive, Stubborn, Fiery,
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iiＴｈｅｙ ｗｅｒｅ ｑｕｉｃｋ ｔｏ ｒｅｃｏｇｎｉｚｅ ｔｈｅ ｄｅｖｉｌ ｉｎ ｍｅ
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Bounding down mountain cliffs and singing to his name sake above; KestrelPaw was a trouble of an apprentice. Mentore
d by his father, leader of their clan. He was raised with great expectations but was lucky enough to be overshadowed b
y his sister, RavenPaw. She had been the brute of a kit, strong and wise above her years. There was no doubt in anyone'
s mind that she would be the next leader. She had a way with words and a motherly kindness. Her runt of a brother, Ke
strelPaw had been a rogue at birth. And thus he was granted the privilege of being an heir with none of the responsibili
ty. He learnt to hunt and fight but spent most of his time fraternising with outlying communities of foxes and bears.So
metimes he would be gone for weeks as he openly explored the land beyond their territory. He did this without consequ
ence most of the time; enjoying simply being alive. Due to his lack of presence int he clan he never earnt his full name
when his sister did. He didn't much mind either. All the while RavenSong made the clan stronger as she took her positio
n as serious as a normal heir would. She found herself a mate in GreyTail and was pregnant with kits before KestrelPaw
left on yet another adventure. A moon later he returned to shocking news; only days earlier his sister had died while ki
tting. The only surviving kit, WolfKit [open], was sickly and tiny. KestrelPaw was shocked and confused; this wasn't how
things were meant to go. He was meant to be free, his sister was meant to lead. But now everyone turned to him. In a
panic he ran out of camp and left their territory. He was gone for 2 moons. MORE
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xxxxxxxBounding down mountain cliffs and singing to his name sake above; KestrelPaw was a trouble of an apprentice. Mentored by his father, leader of their clan. He was raised with great expectations but was lucky enough to be overshadowed by his sister, RavenPaw. She had been the brute of a kit, strong and wise above her years. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that she would be the next leader. She had a way with words and a motherly kindness. Her runt of a brother, KestrelPaw had been a rogue at birth. And thus he was granted the privileged of being and heir with none of the responsibility. He learnt to hunt and fight but spent most of his time fraternising with outlying communities of foxes and bears. Sometimes he would be gone for weeks as he openly explored the land beyond their territory. He did this without consequence most of the time; enjoying simply being alive. Due to his lack of presence int he clan he never earnt his full name when his sister did. He didn't much mind either. All the while RavenSong made the clan stronger as she took her position as serious as a normal heir would. She found herself a mate in GreyTail and was pregnant with kits before KestrelPaw left on yet another adventure. A moon later he returned to shocking news; only days earlier his sister had died while kitting. The only surviving kit, WolfKit [open], was sickly and tiny. KestrelPaw was shocked and confused; this wasn't how things were meant to go. He was meant to be free, his sister was meant to lead. But now everyone turned to him. In a panic he ran out of camp and left their territory. He was gone for 2 moons.

xxxxxxxHe roamed the open expanse of land beyond the valley. He met many different characters and faced his death numerous times. One night, tired but full-filled he stumbled upon a spring and dipped down to clean the frost from his noes. Upon touching the water he was brought into a world of stars and ancestors who spoke to him; teaching the values of community. As he woke up he received a vision of a kestrel stepping from place to place, before starring at him with intense eyes. He immediately headed back to his clan, stars in his eyes and his true name on his tongue. He walked into his camp with pride in his chest and an fire about him that spoke confidence.

xxxxxxxMoons after he returned and took upon his role as heir life in the clan hadn't been better. It turned out that his time travelling had blessed him with skills of negotiation and tolerance. He would often accredit his adventures whenever his father praised him. KestrelLeap was by his clans side from then on. He was there when his father, BarberryMoon died, by his side whispering words to quiet the pain. His father's final words were to tell him that it wasn't his adventures that had brought out the best in him. He said, "Kestrel, my son, when you were very small your sister would get into fights with the apprentices, telling them what to do. It was you who stood between them and reasoned them to peace. Your sister was born adaptable, you were born to lead." And so with his mate, ___ by his side, he lead. It was rocky at first but with his mother, CopperSun, still alive there was room for error. WolfKit became WolfPaw and he took the kit on as his apprentice. His skills began to show more clearly as once when a neighbouring community of foxes began encouching on their land, KestrelLeap used the connections he built as an apprentice to forge not only a friendship but an alliance with the group. Not long after his kits were born and CopperSun was finally released of her duty. With her sons heirs brought into the world she passed peacefully a moon after they were born. And so, KestrelSun lead his clan.

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|Nick Name;; Winter|
|Age;; 5 years|
|Gender;; Female|
|Rank;; Beta|
|Mother;; Flute|
|Father;; Spider|
|Siblings;; Daker|
|Scent;; Dried Leave, Soot|

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Death and Winter
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Who's to know if your soul will
fade at all. The one you sold to
fool the world. You lost your
self-esteem along the way. Yeah

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Aggressive, Assertive, Dangerous, Born Leader, Fiery, Rebellious, Paranoid, Motherly.

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Do not cross her.
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As she stood above the body of the now deceased loner with blood on her maw, Morana's life flashed in front of her. The next couple days flew by as she was appointed beta and held the deepest respect of her pack mates. Despite the shady situation that brought her to leadership she said nothing. In truth the loner had been the alpha's long lost daughter, NAME. Morana had been striving for the position of beta her whole life and there was no doubt that NAME would claim the position instantly after reuniting with her mother. It had been a killing in cold blood.

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|Past Name;; SpiritPaw|
|Age;; 43 Moons|
|Gender;; Male|
|Rank;; Med Cat|
|Mentor;; LynxTail|
|Apprentice;; -|
|Mother;; DappleFeather|
|Father;; NightStar|
|Scent;; Herbs, Moss|

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Walk Beside Them
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So shoot a star on the
boulevard tonight I think
I'll figure it out with a
little more time. But who
needs time...?

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Educated, Distant, Complex, Peaceful, Decisive, Honourable

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They chose my path, I walked it
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DappleFeather and NightStar brought their son into the world on a warm spring morning. He was a chubby bundle of fuzz who at his very first breath was swept up in a destiny greater than him. Not long after he was born the medicine cat of the time, LynxTail, was struck with a vision of a grown SpiritKit leading the medicine cat den and saving lives. Immediately he informed the new parents of their child's destiny and the new born kit was immediately given a name; SpiritKit. Naturally he was given his name because his destiny was aligned with that of their spirit ancestors.
Time moved swiftly and it wasn't long before SpiritPaw was side by side with LynxTail studying in the medicine cat den, learning about herbs and studying his mentors movements as the older tom healed the sick. It was strange, SpiritPaw thought to himself as he mended his first injured paw. It was as though his actions were familiar as if he was born for this exact purpose and it hit him; he had been born for this exact purpose. That night he could not sleep, pride swelling in his chest with the honour he felt at his destiny.
As time went on this pride slowly seeped away into doubt; what would he have been if his life hadn't been decided for him? He questioned if he would have made a good warrior, sneaking out of camp to watch mentors teach their apprentices. He was envious at times but mostly curious. It was an academic curiosity; was it stressful to have to learn to fight? Did it scare the apprentices that they would at some point be face a great danger more powerful than they could ever be? He asked some apprentices and they would give him odd looks before going off on excited rants about how strong they were. It puzzled him deeply that they could think so strongly about themselves, yet he had seen them all in the medicine cat den with sore shoulders and tiny scratches that were almost insignificant.
It was in this that he found a greater revelation; while the warriors and apprentices were strong physically they lacked in strength of mind. They didn't have what it took to understand the herbs, to understand how their own body worked, yet the medicine cats did. He also understood that he did not understand the intricacies of postures and tracking. They were two sides of the same coin, dependant on each other for survival. It was only with this revelation that he truly became at peace with who he was. He was chosen at birth to be what gave the clan strength in health; to be the one who saved the ill and aided the weak. A moon later her received his full name; SpiritStep, because he stepped in harmony with his own nature and with his ancestors. It wasn't long before he lead the medicine cat den alone, skirting the edges of camp with purpose and speaking wisdom to those in need. If he wasn't helping the clan physically he was lifting the emotions of those down or lost for their purpose.

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Ｗｅ ｗｅｒｅ ｂｏｒｎ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｖａｌｌｅｙ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｄｅａｄ ａｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｗｉｃｋｅｄ．

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𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍
i nicknamed cricket ii female iii 24 moons iv
[river]clan's med app v cream torbie vi mint
eyes vii smells of fern and herb viii disabled
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Pos educated, reserved, generous
Neu minimalist, follower, quiet
Neg anti-social, charmless, brittle
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗.
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𝚆𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠
Daughter of OakJaw and RoseFeather,
FernKit showed all the potential of a
brilliant and talented warrior to matc
h the skills of both her parents. But s
he had initiative in her goals and one
day. That got her in trouble. On a hun
ting trip her tail was crushed by an u
nstable tree. This left her stranded in
the medicine cat den. Over the mont
hs she picked up the art of medicine
and became a valuable asset. .. More
𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜.
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Ｂｌｏｏｄ ｗａｓ ｏｕｒ ｉｎｈｅｒｉｔａｎｃｅ， ｎｏ， ｗｅ ｄｉｄ ｎｏｔ ａｓｋ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｉｓ

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xxxxxxxParents: OakJaw and RoseFeather. Not too long ago, Fernnose stood as Fernpaw a healthy member of the warrior apprentices. She was capable and clever, doing her best to follow orders and take initiative. It was her initiative that landed her in the medicine cat den for the wrong reasons. Chasing a squirrel through territory, she had been following it for a while when the small creature ran up an old tree. Confident in her climbing ability but lacking the fore-thought she jumped upwards. Upon landing on the tree the old wood creaked and teetered. Shocked and unsure of what to do, Fernpaw flung herself off of the tree. Or atleast she tried too, one of her claws had gotten stuck in the timber. She was stuck on the ride as the tree slowly swayed before collapsing on top of Fernpaw. At first young Fernpaw thought she had been spared a terrible fate until a sharp pain warned her of the consequences she would bare for the rest of her life. It took a while for her mentor and his patrol to find the apprentice trapped under the log by her tail and by the time she was carried to the medicine cat den her tail was long gone. NAME did their best to patch up the tail but in the end her once luxurious tail was left as a mere stump.

xxxxxxxAt first Fernpaw was desperate to continue her duties, convinced that she would simply move on with her life. However the first step she took would prove otherwise. It was as if her body had stopped working; every step was a long sway as she struggled to stay upright. Reluctantly she accepted her fate and resigned herself to the medicine cat den, slowly picking up the herbs and spices that were used on her daily. A couple moons later and Fernpaw was unofficially helping NAME out as their medicine cat apprentice. Warrior would come into their den with sore pads or thorns and they would be immediately deflected onto Fernpaw. It was in this the young she-cat found her new calling. She received her full named only recently and has been enjoying her time in the medicine cat den. A little part of her does dream of being a warrior and even though she has regained most of her balance she is still incapable of most of the moves warriors her age are capable of.