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Wingkit was born as the only kit in the first and only litter of his mother Glowsong and his father
Duskflame. His father was absolutely thrilled with him from birth on, even if you couldn't say
that he was the best kind of father Wingkit could ever ask for.
Not that he didn't love his son ... but we'll get to that later.
From birth Wingkit had two fur marks on his back that looked almost exactly like a pair of wings, which
also earned him his first name.
His father, who was incredibly ambitious, was firmly convinced that this had to be a sign.
Wingkit would one day become one of the greatest warriors of all time and fly high above all other cats.
Duskflame himself had been firmly convinced that achieving fame and honor was the most important thing
at all since he was an apprentice himself
These two things in addition to competition and adventure, meant almost more to him than
his mate and his small boy, which he would never have admitted though.
All of this not only shaped his life, but soon also Wingkits.
His father spent a lot of time with Wingkit, which was fine and good, but it was only when he was almost
grown that Remedypaw realized that the primary reason was to forge him as a tool for his own glory.
Duskflame never meant harm but it was just in his nature to act this way.
He taught him things early and told him all about what it was like to be a respected warrior.
Duskflame also filled Wingkits head with ideas of being known and notorious at some point
and funneled that he had to become the best warrior ever.
Despite these high expectations, or maybe because of that, Wingpaw was a happy apprentice.
Although he ... was not necessarily happy with the choice of his mentor, Lostfur, he always did
his best to inspire everyone around him.
He was friendly and bright, very curious and sometimes a little hectic, but not rude.
Maybe a little bold, but not angry.
His skills were noticeable good too.
When he became friends with Strongpaw, his father, who had had a very strange kind of competition
with Strongpaws father since their training, stepped in.
Under constant pressure from both parents, the two young toms, who could have been good friends, soon
became competitors. While the next moons were pretty normal for him, the competition
with Strongpaw soon ended - because during a patrol through the territory he died in a
surprising attack by ra fox. Wingpaw was unhappy, but his father only acknowledged that
his son would now be the one who would rise higher and higher in the clan.
These words should have serious consequences for Wingpaw, because only days after Strongpaws death
his father Sweepclaw attacked the young tom with the intention of taking his rival's sons life.
It was more than lucky that Lostfur was on time to save his life... but not his eyesight.
While they were still trying to convince hope at the beginning, Wingpaw soon noticed,
that the bandages around his eyes were not the only thing that prevented him from seeing
and together with his eyesight his mind also fell into darkness. He, who had been sitting
on such a high horse, had fallen so low that he didn't know if he could ever get up again.
While he was previously talented and skillful, he still bumped into walls after weeks.
His grief and resentment soon turned to anger and he began to break contact with his family.
He doesn't talk to his mother, his father, or his old friends.
He also strictly refuses to be trained as a healer, but he doesn't want to continue trying to be a warrior.
He knows from stories that there were blind warriors, but he knows just can't do it.
Everything he had relied on earlier, his speed and his good eyes, everything had plunged into yawning
blackness.
His father, who had such high hopes in him, was almost as shaken as his mother, but he was
even more disappointed that the dreams he had put in his son would remain dreams for good or bad.
Duskflame tried to visit him from time to time, but apart from Remedypaw
not wanting to make contact, both noticed how halfhearted these visits were.
His mother soon stopped visiting, after often crying and asking with no response from her son.
Everything that he used to love to do has disappeared for him.
Sometimes, on good days, he doesnΒ΄t mind visits and listens what his loved ones have seen,
or accepts gifts from things he can feel and smell, but as soon as his mood changes,
he can furiously curse everyone around him for no reason.
The best thing for Remedypaw would probably be to become a medicine cat, but
he is too stubborn to accept this fact, although by listening he has already memorized
many treatment methods and likes to make the younger healer apprentice look ridiculous by
correcting them from his corner, If possible.
The once hard-working, ambitious, polite apprentice who always gave his best, was friendly
to his clan mates and affirmed life has become a rather bitter journeycat.
Almost all of his qualities, from his compassion and warmth to his impatience and curiosity, have
either turned into bad qualities or are hidden somewhere behind Remedypaws spoiled facade.
He feels very frustrated and bitter, which runs through his entire actions.
Since Remedypaw lost his eyesight, he simply cannot let go of this resentment and bitterness,
to outsiders it sometimes rather seems that he is clinging to it with all his might -
perhaps because otherwise he would have to admit to himself what he really lost the life he wished for.
While Remedypaw had cut himself off from everyone, especially right after his accident, at least that
got a little better these days.
At the very beginning, he didn't want to speak to anyone, encapsulated himself immensely, ignoring or
insulting anyone who tried to get close.
In his anger, he didn't care whether he hit the weak spots of the others and permanently ruined
relationships, even if he often regretted his harsh words afterwards
But then as well as today, he would never think of voluntarily apologizing for his
mistakes - and if he didn't do anything wrong, he won't give in at all.
Nowadays you mostly find him in the medicine cats den, but he refuses to actively participate in
any training or teaching units.
Not because he's lazy.
He's torn apart.
He cannot give in and become a healer, because then he would have to let go of his big dream forever,
on the other hand he knows very well that he will never be able to become the warrior he wanted to be.
Remedypaws tolerance limit is also very low, so any failure, his or others, can result in an outbreak
of frustration and anger. Nevertheless the young tom is still very attentive and intelligent,
which is why, at least in terms of theory, he has accumulated a great deal of knowledge from listening.
His proud streak, which prevents him from doing something that ends in failure,
or accepting help, is happy to emerge when he can teach others with the knowledge
of what he has - for example, apprentices who are less able to remember things.
When he's in a good mood, Remedypaws dismissive attitude extends to the fact that he's quickly
annoyed and uses biting sarcasm.
Remedypaw always tells the truth, even if it's tough. Sometimes maybe because it's so hard.
Because his own truth is so hard for him.
You could call him mentally weak and selfish because he still wallows in the fact that
he can no longer become a warrior and that is probably true, but if someone speaks about that flaw,
he is very sensitive and offended.
However, what should not go unmentioned is that for Remedypaw it wasn't just the dream
of simply becoming a warrior.
Since childhood, his father has made him believe that it is the meaning of his life to become
the best warrior of the clan and to fly high above everyone else, so his entire meaning in life has
broken apart.
Some would say that he behaves very mature for his age, but that's only partly true.
The accident definitely made him calmer and mentally older, but at the same time it
also prevented part of his childish side from developing.
Sometimes, depending on the situation, it happens that Remedys hard shell opens and shows
the soft, injured core. In these situations he is incredibly vulnerable, so you should try to
be careful with him. When he shows what he really feels, he behaves very calmly, sadly and melancholy.
Then his full disappointment comes to daylight.
However, if you manage to lighten up his mood in such situations, he can become very soft, for a short time.
Getting a smile from him (and by that I mean more than a sarcastic twist of the corners of his mouth)
is practically impossible.
What Remedypaw likes is when you bring him things that feel interesting or have a special
smell, or tell him what you've seen - but it's an incredibly dangerous game.
Either he is in a good mood and is very happy, even if he does not show it, or he gets a
tantrum because the frustration boils up again and then it may well be that he throws
whatever you brought him after you.
Another point worth mentioning is what happens when he really likes someone.
Remedy will practically never show you that you mean something to him, you can only tell
it by the fact that he hates you less and if you surprise him and reap soft emotions from him,
he will deny it at the latest seconds later.
"I love you..."
"What?"
"I said I hate you"
is for sure a dialogue you coud expect from him.
Regardless, Remedypaw is very jealous and possessive and does not want to lose and share
the few he likes, but at the same time does little to prevent these two things from happening.
Duskflame. His father was absolutely thrilled with him from birth on, even if you couldn't say
that he was the best kind of father Wingkit could ever ask for.
Not that he didn't love his son ... but we'll get to that later.
From birth Wingkit had two fur marks on his back that looked almost exactly like a pair of wings, which
also earned him his first name.
His father, who was incredibly ambitious, was firmly convinced that this had to be a sign.
Wingkit would one day become one of the greatest warriors of all time and fly high above all other cats.
Duskflame himself had been firmly convinced that achieving fame and honor was the most important thing
at all since he was an apprentice himself
These two things in addition to competition and adventure, meant almost more to him than
his mate and his small boy, which he would never have admitted though.
All of this not only shaped his life, but soon also Wingkits.
His father spent a lot of time with Wingkit, which was fine and good, but it was only when he was almost
grown that Remedypaw realized that the primary reason was to forge him as a tool for his own glory.
Duskflame never meant harm but it was just in his nature to act this way.
He taught him things early and told him all about what it was like to be a respected warrior.
Duskflame also filled Wingkits head with ideas of being known and notorious at some point
and funneled that he had to become the best warrior ever.
Despite these high expectations, or maybe because of that, Wingpaw was a happy apprentice.
Although he ... was not necessarily happy with the choice of his mentor, Lostfur, he always did
his best to inspire everyone around him.
He was friendly and bright, very curious and sometimes a little hectic, but not rude.
Maybe a little bold, but not angry.
His skills were noticeable good too.
When he became friends with Strongpaw, his father, who had had a very strange kind of competition
with Strongpaws father since their training, stepped in.
Under constant pressure from both parents, the two young toms, who could have been good friends, soon
became competitors. While the next moons were pretty normal for him, the competition
with Strongpaw soon ended - because during a patrol through the territory he died in a
surprising attack by ra fox. Wingpaw was unhappy, but his father only acknowledged that
his son would now be the one who would rise higher and higher in the clan.
These words should have serious consequences for Wingpaw, because only days after Strongpaws death
his father Sweepclaw attacked the young tom with the intention of taking his rival's sons life.
It was more than lucky that Lostfur was on time to save his life... but not his eyesight.
While they were still trying to convince hope at the beginning, Wingpaw soon noticed,
that the bandages around his eyes were not the only thing that prevented him from seeing
and together with his eyesight his mind also fell into darkness. He, who had been sitting
on such a high horse, had fallen so low that he didn't know if he could ever get up again.
While he was previously talented and skillful, he still bumped into walls after weeks.
His grief and resentment soon turned to anger and he began to break contact with his family.
He doesn't talk to his mother, his father, or his old friends.
He also strictly refuses to be trained as a healer, but he doesn't want to continue trying to be a warrior.
He knows from stories that there were blind warriors, but he knows just can't do it.
Everything he had relied on earlier, his speed and his good eyes, everything had plunged into yawning
blackness.
His father, who had such high hopes in him, was almost as shaken as his mother, but he was
even more disappointed that the dreams he had put in his son would remain dreams for good or bad.
Duskflame tried to visit him from time to time, but apart from Remedypaw
not wanting to make contact, both noticed how halfhearted these visits were.
His mother soon stopped visiting, after often crying and asking with no response from her son.
Everything that he used to love to do has disappeared for him.
Sometimes, on good days, he doesnΒ΄t mind visits and listens what his loved ones have seen,
or accepts gifts from things he can feel and smell, but as soon as his mood changes,
he can furiously curse everyone around him for no reason.
The best thing for Remedypaw would probably be to become a medicine cat, but
he is too stubborn to accept this fact, although by listening he has already memorized
many treatment methods and likes to make the younger healer apprentice look ridiculous by
correcting them from his corner, If possible.
The once hard-working, ambitious, polite apprentice who always gave his best, was friendly
to his clan mates and affirmed life has become a rather bitter journeycat.
Almost all of his qualities, from his compassion and warmth to his impatience and curiosity, have
either turned into bad qualities or are hidden somewhere behind Remedypaws spoiled facade.
He feels very frustrated and bitter, which runs through his entire actions.
Since Remedypaw lost his eyesight, he simply cannot let go of this resentment and bitterness,
to outsiders it sometimes rather seems that he is clinging to it with all his might -
perhaps because otherwise he would have to admit to himself what he really lost the life he wished for.
While Remedypaw had cut himself off from everyone, especially right after his accident, at least that
got a little better these days.
At the very beginning, he didn't want to speak to anyone, encapsulated himself immensely, ignoring or
insulting anyone who tried to get close.
In his anger, he didn't care whether he hit the weak spots of the others and permanently ruined
relationships, even if he often regretted his harsh words afterwards
But then as well as today, he would never think of voluntarily apologizing for his
mistakes - and if he didn't do anything wrong, he won't give in at all.
Nowadays you mostly find him in the medicine cats den, but he refuses to actively participate in
any training or teaching units.
Not because he's lazy.
He's torn apart.
He cannot give in and become a healer, because then he would have to let go of his big dream forever,
on the other hand he knows very well that he will never be able to become the warrior he wanted to be.
Remedypaws tolerance limit is also very low, so any failure, his or others, can result in an outbreak
of frustration and anger. Nevertheless the young tom is still very attentive and intelligent,
which is why, at least in terms of theory, he has accumulated a great deal of knowledge from listening.
His proud streak, which prevents him from doing something that ends in failure,
or accepting help, is happy to emerge when he can teach others with the knowledge
of what he has - for example, apprentices who are less able to remember things.
When he's in a good mood, Remedypaws dismissive attitude extends to the fact that he's quickly
annoyed and uses biting sarcasm.
Remedypaw always tells the truth, even if it's tough. Sometimes maybe because it's so hard.
Because his own truth is so hard for him.
You could call him mentally weak and selfish because he still wallows in the fact that
he can no longer become a warrior and that is probably true, but if someone speaks about that flaw,
he is very sensitive and offended.
However, what should not go unmentioned is that for Remedypaw it wasn't just the dream
of simply becoming a warrior.
Since childhood, his father has made him believe that it is the meaning of his life to become
the best warrior of the clan and to fly high above everyone else, so his entire meaning in life has
broken apart.
Some would say that he behaves very mature for his age, but that's only partly true.
The accident definitely made him calmer and mentally older, but at the same time it
also prevented part of his childish side from developing.
Sometimes, depending on the situation, it happens that Remedys hard shell opens and shows
the soft, injured core. In these situations he is incredibly vulnerable, so you should try to
be careful with him. When he shows what he really feels, he behaves very calmly, sadly and melancholy.
Then his full disappointment comes to daylight.
However, if you manage to lighten up his mood in such situations, he can become very soft, for a short time.
Getting a smile from him (and by that I mean more than a sarcastic twist of the corners of his mouth)
is practically impossible.
What Remedypaw likes is when you bring him things that feel interesting or have a special
smell, or tell him what you've seen - but it's an incredibly dangerous game.
Either he is in a good mood and is very happy, even if he does not show it, or he gets a
tantrum because the frustration boils up again and then it may well be that he throws
whatever you brought him after you.
Another point worth mentioning is what happens when he really likes someone.
Remedy will practically never show you that you mean something to him, you can only tell
it by the fact that he hates you less and if you surprise him and reap soft emotions from him,
he will deny it at the latest seconds later.
"I love you..."
"What?"
"I said I hate you"
is for sure a dialogue you coud expect from him.
Regardless, Remedypaw is very jealous and possessive and does not want to lose and share
the few he likes, but at the same time does little to prevent these two things from happening.
What everybody knows:
Name: Remedypaw
Prefix: Remedy-
Given as a little push for him to
become a medicine cat after he
was blinded.
Suffix: -paw
Gender: Male
s.o: bisexual
Age: 14
Rank: undecided
Wanted Rank: Warrior
The outside:
Looks
Remedypaw is a cream-white
male with a short, smooth coat
that emphasizes his slim body.
He is a little below average in
size, but because he is rather
thin, his legs do not look short,
but supple and elegant.
The young tom actually has a
very pretty face, but his entire
eye area is covered in
scratches and has left his former
blue eyes blind and foggy.
His fur is covered with
red-orange patterns, but two
large, symmetrical spots on the
shoulders and the flank, which look
like folded wings, are particularly
striking. Deep scars appear on his
shoulder, above the wing-like fur
markings, as if one wanted to tear
off his wings.
He has small, delicate paws and
usually looks pretty bitter.
Close by:
Father: Duskflame
Mother: Glowsong
Siblings: None
Crush: tba
Mate: none
Kits: none
Mentor: none
Trivia:
Voiceclaim: X
Playlist:
Broken Crown
A sadness runs through him
- Lost faith in starclan
