Featherpaw

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Featherpaw
Oneclan
Nov 10, 2019 6:41:28 GMT
FEATHERPAW

16 MOONS |ONECLAN | FEMALE | SHE/HER

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[attr="class","biography"]Character Name:
Feather: small and fragile; her mother saw them as worthless

Paw: her apprentice rank
Age:
16 Moons
Gender:
Female
Pronouns:
She/Her
Sexuality:
Demisexual
Clan:
Oneclan (formerly Outsider -> Gorgeclan)
Rank: 
Medicine Cat Apprentice




Player
 

Other Characters
, @honeybloom

Purchased Items
None

Desired Medicine Cat Name
Feathermist

Anything Else
While no longer separated by clan boundaries, Featherpaw still does not know that Dawnfire is her brother.
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[attr="class","biography"]One Line Appearance
a small tortie smoke she with green eyes
General Appearance
Despite what her mother always told her otherwise, and thus what she believes wholeheartedly, Featherpaw is in fact a very pretty she-cat. Her fur is a mottled mix of grey and cream, interspersed with white and broken by bolder black markings upon her face and paws. One of her most defining features, as she was named for, she has a plumed, feathery tail, however her dazzling green eyes stand in close second, shifting between light and dark green depending on the lighting. Surprisingly for a healer, especially one so young, she is in fact littered with scars hidden poorly beneath her fur, courtesy of her mother. Despite her insecurities, she finds herself glad she does not carry the white pelt of her mother or grandfather.


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LIKES 
Healing, helping others, herb collecting, nighttime, leaf-fall, relaxing with friends

DISLIKES
Needless judgement, everything Bonestar and Hailstrike did, the other clans' fates, rude or mean cats, crowds

STRENGTHS
Caring, Patient, Hard-working, Good Listener, Honest

WEAKNESS
Anxious, Self-doubting, Wishful, Poor Fighter, Tends to freeze when scared

DREAMS
That the Spore will one day be completely gone, and there will be no more reason to fight among the clan cats

FEARS
Her mother and grandfather, fighting, betrayal

GENERAL PERSONALITY
Featherpaw has always been a gentle soul, a guiding spirit that just wants to help others no matter what, no strings attached. Many still see the same skittish, fearful apprentice she was when she joined the clan, flinching away from touch and cowering at the slightest scolding or word of judgement. She had been so controlled by her fear, instilled in her by her mother, that she truly saw herself as nothing, and expected everyone else to see her as the same. Truth was a heavy burden for her, admitting what had happened to her, why she was the way she was. However, in giving up this burden to a trusted few, she was able to move forward. With their help, Featherpaw has gained more confidence in herself and her abilities. While she still shies from fights and backs down from arguments, she has started to stand up for herself a little more, and see her views and beliefs as worth just as much as anyone else's. She wants to make others happy, yes, but now she has realized that to do that she needs to start with herself. She is working on having more faith in herself, and truly she is getting there, but part of her still needs that gentle guidance she lacked throughout her youth. For now, she does not need to face the threat and fright of fighting, content in healing and helping beneath Flickerfrost's guidance. Perhaps this sickness, in some strange way, was what she needed to turn herself around.


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Relationships:

Mother: Hailstrike (banished - deceased)

Father: Firestorm (banished - deceased)

Siblings: Wolfpaw (deceased) and Dawnfire (unknown)

Extended: Bonestar (maternal grandfather)

Mentor: Flickerfrost

Other: Littlebird, Cherrybloom, Skywhisper, Spiderfrost, Lilypaw (guiding lights and fellow healers)

HISTORY
Featherpaw's history started long before she was born, instead with those who carried on her grandfather's legacy. his kits. Among these kits was a molly named Hailstrike, who would one day grow to be Featherpaw's mother. Hailstrike was a cold and viscous she-cat, and one who carried on her father's legacy with pride and the utmost obedience. No matter how much havoc Bonestar would cause. No matter how little love he carried in his heart, Hailstrike had always soared above her siblings as Bonestar's ultimate legacy, and while he showed her no compassion, he did put a lot of effort into molding her exactly as he wished her to be. She grew up looking upon the other clans as distasteful wastes of prey and oxygen, and viewing her father's deeds as magnificent. Every part of her intended to grow up just like her father, and she sought the same of her own kits too.

While Hailstrike had just as little love to give as her father, having been given none from him, only shunned and reluctantly nursed by her own mother, and known nothing but competition with her siblings, she still managed to find a mate. Firestorm was an avid supporter of her father, and a tom she had known since kithood. They had been raised in competition, but now the tom had come to respect her, had even somewhat fallen for her, and she used this to her advantage. Yet in this same moon, her father was struck down by her aunt, and both warriors were shunned from the clan for their support of him. Firestorm was swift to abandon her, now that her position as Bonestar's daughter made her nothing. He blamed her, and she wished she could have found him and killed him for it.

Two moons later, she had three kits - two sons, and a daughter. Yet they were not perfect. Whilst one of her son's was strong and healthy, her daughter was small and frail, and her other son was sickly and weak. Refusing to let go of clan ways for she had every intention to strike back and take control just as her father did, she would name her kits as though they were still in the clan. She named her healthier son Wolfkit, in hopes he would grow up strong and fierce to one day fight alongside her, and in lack of care for her, named her daughter Featherkit for her fluffy tail and how truly weak and frail she saw her to be. Her third son was not even granted a name, too sickly for her to bother with. She abandoned him before she was chased out of clan territory, left to die. Unbeknownst to her he was found by the scattered Creekclanners, who named him Dawnkit and brought him to their healer. In truth, he was the lucky one.

Hailstrike did not raise her kits with kindness. She fed them just as reluctantly as her mother fed her, though as they grew stronger, she showed clear favor and pride toward Wolfkit. While her training of him as he grew older was still harsh, she held more belief in him than her daughter. She saw her father's spirit in him, and he was raised to be just like them. Yet the difference was that no matter how cold and harsh he seemed, he always cared more for his sister than his mother. He felt it his duty to protect her, for their mother gave her no love, little food, and even less attention. Where he was taught to hunt and fight as soon as he was physically able to learn, renaming him Wolfpaw before he would have even been apprenticed, Featherkit was taught nothing, left defenseless.

Eventually, the young she-cat had enough, and she ran away. Her brother followed her, and at first she had been terrified, entirely convinced he had come to kill her. Yet he did not. He gruffly told her to get up, and to keep running. She had not even realized she had collapsed to the ground in her fear of him. Together they ran, him always pushing her onward, until they found themselves in the territory they had been told so much about, that their mother had often showed Wolfpaw the borders of. The place that she had insisted they would one day steal back. Yet Wolfpaw had figured that in truth, she was afraid to come here yet, so he figured it was the safest place to go. There they were found, and while Hailstrike did follow them, she was chased out and ultimately fell to the claws of the Gorgeclanners, who wanted nothing to do with her. Not sure what else to do, the patrol took them back to camp, despite knowing they were related to Bonestar, and the offspring of his mirror-image daughter.

While the clan was trying to decide what to do with the pair, the decision was made for them. The medicine cat came before the clan after meeting with Starclan at the Starpool, announcing of a dream, a sign that Featherkit was to be their apprentice. Already six moons, she was renamed Featherpaw, and transferred under their training. No matter whether the medicine cat was reluctant to train her, as Bonestar's kin, or truly wanted to give her a better life, Featherpaw remained thankful to them for giving she and her brother a home. Wolfpaw had chosen to stay and promise loyalty to the clan for his sister, as he had never cared for their mother. Having always been treated as something worthless, and now being seen as untrustworthy by many, Featherpaw's insecurities only grew and Wolfpaw became no kinder and no less protective. However, deep down they both knew they were safer than ever before.

At first, clan life was a struggle for Featherpaw. She was, honestly, afraid of her mentor, and much of the clan distrusted her for her lineage. She was constantly afraid, she could not help it, and barriers between her and anyone who sought to get close formed almost impenetrable. However, as the sickness that ravaged the land, the Spore, grew only worse, truth began to worm its way through. Flickerfrost and Littlebird. They were the only ones who heard her past from her own words, who came to understand why Featherpaw was so broken. But they refused to accept she was beyond helping. Together, though perhaps not intentionally, the two began to show her what it was like to be cared for, to mean something. For the first time she felt like she belonged, like she was understood rather than judged...and it helped. While it may not have healed her completely, for some scars could never heal, in the moons to come she became braver, more confident. She truly began to accept herself, to wonder if, maybe, things might just turn out good. She still has a long way to go, but its a start.
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