Heatherpaw of Aspenclan [Finished!]

[Jessi]

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[atrb=width,600,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][bg=200815] Why do you shun me for who I am? FOR I AM Heatherpaw of the great Aspenclan Age 6 moons Gender She-cat Rank Apprentice How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown? WHEN MY PELT IS Calico and my eyes are Yellowy-green Scars Doesn't have any. Appearance Heatherpaw is a young, beautiful Calico she-cat apprentice of Aspenclan. She is a slender cat, she is quite quick on her feet. Her tail is long and black and slender. Her legs are long but they are proportioned to her body. Heatherpaw’s pelt is sleek with dark browns, light browns, blacks and some orange splotches on her back. The right side of her face is black with orange spots and the left side is a golden orange color. She also has some white on her. It starts from down the middle of her face to under her eyes down her neck and to her underbelly. Heatherpaw’s legs are white as well with a few orange spots. Her front left paw is black and she has a light pink nose. Her eyes are a yellowy-green color. Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M Stubborn AND Spontaneous Personality Heatherpaw is quite the cat. She is exceptionally loyal to her clan and her leader. She has a lot of pride and is quite determined. Heatherpaw does not like being bossed around and told what to do. She is very stubborn and will try just about anything to get her way. She likes being spontaneous and she is rarely ever predictable. She is super friendly and always enjoys making new friends. Heatherpaw is very confident in herself and loves to have fun. She works very hard and has always aspired to be one of the best hunters in the clan. She has a tendency to flirt a little bit but most of the time she does not even realize she is doing it. Heatherpaw is very protective over the things she cares about. She will always put her clan or a friend or a mate before herself. She is very energetic and is always ready to go on a patrol. She loves her life in the clan and wouldn’t trade any of it. Preferences Hunting, going on patrols, listening to the elders stories, making friends, and sharing tongues. Secret Ambitions To become one of the best hunters in the clan Strengths/Weaknesses She is fast and agile, she's energetic and is a good hunter. She isn't as strong as some of the warriors but she does her best. How am I punished for what my kin has done? EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE Brightfur AND Brackenclaw Family My mother was Brightfur and my father was Brackenclaw. I had a brother but he didn't make it past a week as a kit. Event that Lead to being a Warrior Still an apprentice. History “Hey, Brackenclaw. Brightfur wants to see you in the nursery.” Brackenclaw nodded to the warrior that addressed him and quickly started padding over to the nursery where his mate was resting. There were two kits nestled up by his mate’s belly. Brackenclaw could hardly breathe by the sight of his mate. Her white pelt was glowing and her green eyes shown at him. Brackenclaw purred as he rubbed his head with Brightfur’s. “They’re beautiful.” He sighed happily. Brightfur licked his tortoiseshell cheek in a loving manner. “I’ve named the boy Hawkkit.” She touched her pink nose to his small white body, just like hers. “And the girl is Heatherkit.” She then moved her nose over to her calico daughter and brushed it softly against her daughter’s multi-colored pelt which was a lot alike of her fathers. Brackenclaw curled up behind his mate and they fell asleep there as a family. A week later, all you could hear from the camp was an agonizing cry from the nursery. Brackenclaw, who had just returned from a morning patrol pelted over to the nursery where he found his mate gazing up at him with a heart broken stare. Hawkkit was dead. The medicine cat sent her apologizes that she couldn’t revive the kit and left the family to be alone. No one knew what happened but Brightfur’s heart was crushed. She blamed herself for being a bad mother and not being able to take care of her son. She put everything into making sure Heatherkit stayed alive. That leaf-fall was a hard one for Brackenclaw. Brightfur got very ill. The medicine cat told Brackenfur it was a severe case of blackcough. She died a couple days later. Brackenfur couldn’t take anymore losing anyone he loved. The night of his mate’s death he went on a night patrol. When the patrol returned later than expected they said Brackenclaw went missing. No one has seen him since. Heatherpaw now is an apprentice working her way to become a good warrior like her parents. She misses her family a lot but she knows they would want her to move on with her life, so she has. Sample RPIt felt like they had been running for a moon by the time Ravenpaw and Sunpaw had stopped. They were both panting, their noses were scraping the ground with every heave of their tired bodies. Sunpaw's forest green eyes were shut tight. Ravenpaw's black legs shaked. "Do you think they followed us this far?" Sunpaw whispered. Too exhausted to respond Ravenpaw shook his head. The forest around them was dark. Either of them could barely see a tail length in front of them. Just as the two apprentices were catching their breath they heard a twig snap in a nearby bush then an agitated hiss followed. The two apprentices gasped and jumped up, scrambling against the loose leaves as they headed towards the boarder that would bring them back to their territory. "Almost there!" Sunpaw yelled. She was a fast cat, but the grown warriors of the other clan were gaining on them. "You had to follow that squirrel onto their territory didn't you!" Ravenpaw spat at his sister. "I'm sorry!" Sunpaw cried. Ravenpaw could see the boarder line. He passed it and didn't bother stopping until he was sure the other clan's patrol had stopped following them. His sister stopped beside him. Ravenpaw's black pelt crumbled to the ground in exhaustion. His muscular body that was tensed, started to relax. His sister Sunpaw's slender ginger body hit the forest ground soon after her brother. They both laid there for some time. Lionstorm hissed in frustration. The large brown tabby tom was furious. "That is the last time those damn cats cross this boarder! We are going straight to Silverstar. This is war." The patrol slide it's way into the dark forest back to their camp. You call me by the name I’ve lied I meet in secret with those who’ve died Though life is not’ but treachery This life is all the life in me

[Juniper]

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