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Name: Fawnstar (Fawn for her spots, Flight for her speed)Fawn: Named for her spotted coat, resembling the fur of a young deer
Star: The given name for leaders of clans
Flight (previous): Named after her incredible speed, and her ability to jump very long distances
Previous names: Doe, Fawnkit, Fawnflight, Fawnstar
Age: 63 moons (months)
Breed: None, moggy
Birth: Newleaf, mid April
Religion: Strongly believes in Starclan, but is beginning to doubt their ability to watch over the Clans. Follows her mother's religion slightly as well (after fading from the heavens, they are reincarnated into new life)
Nine Lives: Youth, patience, tireless determination, humor, adventure, love, desire, forgiveness, sight
Personality: [Bright] [Prudent] [Excitable] [Confident] [Overly Fastidious] [Candid][Sociable/Casual] [Awkward] [Angst-Ridden]
'Did you know rabbits can live up to 420 moons!' l [Bright] Fawnstar has always been a knowledgeable cat. She takes her time learning everything she can, even though it doesn't really apply to her. Her motto is 'you never know when that smart stuff in going to come in handy!'. She's just naturally picks things up, every little thing, and rarely forgets a shred of knowledge, no matter how useless.
'Why are you late? Don't you know I have a schedule to stick to? *frown*' l [Prudent] Fawnstar is anything but rash, she always weighs her option carefully, and perhaps spends too much time creating plans and schedules for her clan to follow. If a patrol is not back by their assigned time, she will get in a fit, and trust me when I say you do not want to be the one cat who deviates from her plan! Fawnstar often looks into the future, which helps her make decisions when she thinks about how it could impact her later on in life.
'No way! Can you show me, please, please, please?' l [Excitable] She often gets stirred up by both good and bad things. It's easy to get her enthusiastic about something, and it takes such little effort to make her laugh. But she also gets worked up over the small stuff, don't screw up or she'll get in a rut.
'I know what I'm doing, there's no need to check on me.' l [Confident] After so much tedious planning, Fawnstar is always confident in her decisions. Any cat would be, especially after spending all night weighing the outcomes. She's also confident in herself, and doesn't pay much mind to her appearance, yet knows she is pretty and powerful all at once.
'That darned stick is too crooked, get it out of my sight.' l [Overly Fastidious] It's a wonder how Fawnstar's eyes aren't sore from scoping out every nook and cranny for flaws. It can be quite annoying and many cats hate waking up to find Fawnstar shouting orders to organize the camp in the wee hours of the morning.
'You should stop whining. You failed, just accept it.' l [Candid] Fawnstar is not afraid to say exactly what she's thinking, she never holds back. This can be beneficial sometimes to the cat who needs a reality check, but for others is can be a painful blow. Fawnstar fails to see why she should keep things to herself. Honestly is an important value to her, but she still has yet to learn the difference between honestly and bluntness.
'Hey, what's up? Wanna go huntin'?' l [Sociable/Casual] Fawstar loves sharing tongues, and mingling with her fellow clanmates. She does not believe that ranks should separate any cats. She always speaks lightly, and hardly ever uses formal words unless addressing her leader or fellow warriors about a serious issue.
'Err... uh, so... should I kiss you back... or something?' l [Awkward] It doesn't take much to make Fawnstar blush. Especially anything romantic, or anything to do with relationships and toms. She has no real interest in a love life, but sometimes she gets overwhelmed by her locked away feelings of love and passion.
'Oh no, no, no, no! This can't be happening!' l [Angst-Ridden] She does it to herself. All that worrying and fretting over the small stuff was bound to come back and bite her in the behind.Because of this she suffers from anxiety attack. If Fawnstar ever just sits there silently or looks like she's in pain, or even just falls out of conversation, she's probably suffering from an anxiety attack.
- Looks most like her mother, Brightpath
- Known kittypet sympathizer
- Incredibly fast
- Almost always speaks very casually, despite her rank
- Birdwatching (not for the sake of hunting)
- Counting her footsteps as she walks
- Sharing tongues
- Thunder, rain, lightning etc
- Loves the smell of apples
- The water
- Collecting feathers, beetle shells, flowers, and anything pretty
- Closed/tight spaces
- Gatherings (too tightly packed for her taste)
- Frogs/marsh/anything dirty
- She has a fear of horses, cows, and other large livestock
- Romantic relationships
[Kithood] Fawnflight's father, Hawkpool, was a lithe, young warrior of Windclan when he met her mother, Brightpath. At that time though, she was a rogue who went by the name of Ray. He bumped into her at a border and instantly fell in love with the tawny she-cat. He came back every day to the same spot to meet her, and it wasn't long before she became pregnant. Unfortunately, without the aid of a medicine cat, and since Ray was so young to be bearing kits, she grew very weak and sick. Hawkpool became very worried and wasn't sure what to do. For a long time he tried to sneak her herbs from the medicine cat's den, but he never knew what would cure her. Hawkpool tried to convince his dying mate to move into Windclan, but she refused, for clan life was not for her, or so she said. Eventually, telling her that the kit's life depended on it, he finally persuaded her to join the clan. Windclan reluctantly accepted Ray, and with the help of herbs and proper medicine, she gave birth to four healthy kits and took on the name Brightpath. The first kit to open her eyes of the bunch was young Fawnkit. Brightpath had originally named her Doe, seeing as she was not accustomed to clan names quite yet. It took a while for Hawkpool to convince Brightpath once again that she had to live by clan rules now, and after about a week, her kit's name was changed from Doe to Fawnkit. Ever since the first time Fawnkit had opened her bright pink-yellow eyes, she had used them to scan the nursery and pick out all the imperfections: a stray tuft of fur, a broken twig, a messy nest. She would spends hours cleaning, organizing and rearranging the nursery until it was just so. Some queens found it rather annoying, but soon they began to realize that little Fawnkit showed promise. Not many kits had such attention to detail and ability to organize. Not only that, but Fawnkit was able to sort out misunderstandings and rivalries between the other kits. Most of them hated her, since she preferred to stop fights rather than take part in them. "Mother, your coat looks horrible," she would tell Brightpath bluntly at times when her mother's pelt looked like a mess. It wasn't because she wanted to be cruel, she just couldn't help but point out flaws so that they could be fixed. She was very direct and refused to hide how she felt.
[Apprenticeship] It was only when Fawnkit became an apprentice did she realize she wanted to aim high. When her leader at the time called her up to give her her apprentice name, Fawnpaw, the sleek brown she-cat discovered she wanted to be the one giving out names one day. Her assigned mentor was named Bramblefeather, and the two quickly became the best of friends. From then on she watched how her leader acted, how she moved, how she presented herself, how she commanded her clan with such confidence. She began to mould herself. She progressed incredibly well, much faster than all the other apprentices, this was all thanks to her drive to become leader. When her mentor, Bramblefeather, told her it was time to move on as a warrior early, she declined, for she didn't want to leave her fellow apprentices behind, and at that moment, she learned the value of honor and equality. She continued to work hard, although she didn't really need to, until one day, a patrol from the west border returned, bringing bad news with them. She raced across the camp, excited to see meet her father, seeing as he had been on that particular patrol, but she quickly became confused. How come he was being held by the scruff by another cat? Suddenly realization his her like a painful blow to the belly. "Hawkpool!" she screeched as her little paws flew her across the camp. She buried her nose in her father's fur, and cried harshly into his tan coat. She drew back and smiled in joy when she noticed it was still moving. The rest of her family quickly saw what had happened as well, and raced over to join Fawnpaw. Hawkpool had been attacked by a fox, according to the patrol. This was also evident in the horrid gashes and rips across his flank. He was moved to the medicine cat den, where he never woke, he just slept and slept for weeks after he had been tended to. For the first few days his whole family stayed by his side, but soon they gave up hope, all except for Fawnpaw, who was left alone with his dying body, watching the rise and fall of his chest, hardly blinking. “I don’t….I-I don’t think he’s going to m-make it.” said her sister, Patchedpaw. Fawnpaw only tensed as a tear slid slowly down her cheek. One day, as Fawnpaw lay by his side, ear on his chest listening to his heartbeat, it simply stopped. "Hey what are you doing?" she said, her eyes clouding with tears as she batted at him, hoping it was jump-start his heart. "No, come on, please, you can do it daddy!" she cried uncontrollably now. It took three warriors to peel her away from the body. She fought like she had never fought before, clawing at her clanmates. "No! Starclan, stop this, bring him back!" she shouted into the purple, star-speckled sky.
[Warrior] Becoming a warrior completely washed away the depression that had lingered beside Fawnpaw since her father died. Although part of her heart would always remain hollow. After Hawkpool's passing, her mother didn't have much time for her kits anymore. She became rugged and harsh towards everyone, although she had never really been kind to anyone but her family in the first place. One day she just disappeared, without a trace. The clan spent weeks searching for her, but found nothing. Fawnpaw couldn't allow herself to feel bad anymore, her mother was never really suited for clan life, she was probably better off alone. She was confident in her mother's ability to survive on her own and stay out of trouble. The months passed, ans her clan watched Fawnflight grow as a warrior. She stayed true to the warrior code, but she learned that sometimes, there were times when its rules didn't apply. It wasn't long before she was given her first apprentice, Reedpaw, who she trained well and watched her become the Reedbrook she was today. She watched in envy as Pondlily, a slightly arrogant she-cat that Fawnflight didn't have much taste for, was chosen as the next deputy. She understood though, that Pondlilly was an intelligent, well balanced cat, but Fawnflight couldn't stop her jealousy from simmering up. Only half a season later, their current leader passed, and Pondlilly was made a full leader. When she returned from receiving her nine lives, before the moon rose in the sky, Pondstar, called a clan meeting, summoning the Windclan warriors to gather before her. Fawnflight was taken completely aback when she was chosen as deputy, but bowed respectfully and thanked her leader, who she now had new respect for.
[Deputy] It was hard at first. The young cat had to face many ordeals she wasn't prepared for, but over time she began to understand how to run a clan, and felt confident in her ability to do so. Upon the evening of her Deputy ceremony, Fawnflight was also given her next apprentice, Flickerpaw. He was a polite young cat, very eager to learn, and Fawnflight would gladly teach him. Their relationship was strong, and they spent almost every waking moment together. He could so easily distract her from the pain of losing half her family with his kind words and gentle eyes. Sometimes, Fawnflight felt as if he was training her to get over her pain, instead of she training him. One night, Fawnflight took him on a night hunt, to teach him how to search for animals in rock crevices by looking for the glow of their eyes. "You're doing great Flickerpaw!" she called out, but her voice bounced off each rock, causing a few pebbles to dislodge. She didn't pay any mind to it, but only a few heartbeats after the displacement of the pebbles, the whole structure came toppling down upon her apprentice of only eight moons. She returned to camp without having shed a single tear. She wasn't even sure what had happened, she was still dazed. When Pondstar asked her why she had returned alone she said "I killed him." Immediately, she was put under heavy guard while other warriors went out to search for him. They brought back his crushed figure, and Pondstar quickly realized Fawnflight hadn't killed him directly. Fawnflight was left alone for three whole days while all she did was sob. She was emotionally compromised to the point that her friend, Lavenderbreeze, took her deputy position until she returned to her duties after three long sunrises. She recovered, but she still felt burdened with what she thought she had done. It was much easy afterwards. She was given yet another apprentice, Adderpaw, which surprised her because she didn't think any cat would trust her with another apprentice. "You did amazing with me," Reedbrook mewed "So I asked Pondstar to give you another. He will help you heal." Fawnflight eventually realized how much she owed to her former student... her friend.
Family + NPC friends and others
Father - Hawkpool, Warrior, Windclan (deceased)
Mother - Ray (Brightpath), Warrior, formerly rogue, Windclan (missing)
Sister - Patchedgrace, Warrior, Windclan
Brother - Dawnfire, Warrior, Windlcan
Flickerpaw - Former apprentice, Windclan (deceased)
Lavenderbreeze - Close friend, Warrior, Windclan
Reedbrook - Close friend/former apprentice, Warrior, Windclan
Adderpaw - Former apprentice, friend, Warrior, Windclan
Sandspot - Former mate (briefly), friend, Former Deputy, Windclan
Windclan was surprisingly hot today, despite it being dawn. The birds had retired from the heat into their nests, so the morning was absent of birdsong, oddly enough. Fawnflight wasn’t quite sure why she was out here. She often slept in completely random sections of the territory when she grew tired during midnight strolls. Her intentions were almost always just to take a quick nap, but of course her tiredness prolonged her slumber, and only the hot sunrays touching her pelt could awake her. With a damped paw, she cleared away the sleep dust that decorated her eyes, and licked away the kinks in her fur. It always felt nice to be clean. Perhaps she should take a dip in the lake. She wasn’t afraid of water like most other cats, she quite enjoyed it, although she was not a very good swimmer. She usually just waded through the shallow, avoiding the occasional tangles of water plants and algae. She made her way down to the shore, where the lake’s waves washed against the land, drowning the dirt and several unfortunate bulrushes in several mouse-lengths of water. She dipped her toes in, sighing as the cool waves washed over her toes.
Good friend/Best friend
Adderpaw l l "I'm the deputy of Windclan, and I don't have time to worry about the need of every single cat; I must think of the clan as a whole, but Adderpaw makes me nervous, and I can't help but worry about him. He's just so vulnerable after losing his mentor, just like I am after losing Flickerpaw. He reminds me of him in many ways though, and I can only hope I reflect Honeycloud a bit..."
l "It's kinda strange to have an apprentice who makes it blatantly obvious he has a crush on you, but I don't mind. But, it's easy to look past that, there's more to him than that of course. It must have been so hard for him to accept the death of his first mentor, Honeycloud, believe me, I know. It's been hard to fill the pawsteps she's moulded out for me, but he trusts me, and respects me, and that's all I need."
Sandspot l -ish l "I know it takes a while to get to know someone, but when it comes to Sandspot, my loyal deputy, I know him enough to feel confident in his ability to lead this clan. He saved my life once, and for that, I'll never stop owing him."
l I had no idea how far he went to defend my honor. It cost him his leg. Everyone knows he loves me, but I've only started to accept that now. But I don't deserve him. Ha, I can lead my whole Clan, and face the threat of any enemy, but I can't handle love or romance. Why would he love a cat that will never give him kits, and be so distant, no matter how close we may grow as mates? But the fact that he's willing to accept who I am makes me love him right back. Just not in the exact same way... not yet. "
l Mates? I never thought this would happen! I do love him, but it took a while. In all honesty, he just scared me. At first it was his eyes; so similar to Tigersun's, but then grew to realize that I find comfort in his, while Tigersun's gaze makes me squirm with discomfort. But, how smooth Sandspot is with all this 'love' stuff is what scared me most. I still don't get why he puts up with me, but I am grateful. He said I could take the lead, and I hope that that means the same thing for both of us. I just pray to Starclan that he doesn't feel like I'm using him as a scratching post..."
"He's gone. My deputy, and my best friend has moved on to Starclan... It's so unfair, I barely got the chance to love him. I know I have duties to attend to, but I always find myself drifting off and thinking of him."
Sparkpaw l l "If I could have two apprentices, I'd choose Sparkpaw! Too bad she's taken, but I like the attitude of this festy little she-cat! She reminds me a little bit of me when I was her age."
Silentsong l :bulletblank: l Pending
Bansheespirit l l "She's so sweet and lovely! I don't understand why I cat like this could every be getting such a hard time from her clanmates! She may be a Thunderclan cat, but I can easily look past that. I hope she'll consider me a friend after some time, and look past my rank like I do with her clan."
Earthfang l l "This she-cat really does nee more confidence! Why is it that all the Thunderclan cats I meet seem to have something wrong with their self-esteem? What is it that their clan is doing anyway?"
Tigersun l :bulletback: l Pending
Tigerstep l :bulletblank: l Pending
Barkflight l l "He's not an easy cat to talk to, but that's probably because we barely talked anyway. All we managed to do is fend off a fox, but he saved my behind, completely ignoring the fact that we were in different clans. His bravery has earned me my respect, and for that, I hope to meet him once again."
Spottedfawn l l "She's just a bundle of energy! I love her can-do attitude, and she remind me a little of me when I was young. She makes me miss being a mentor..."
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