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Midnightgarden is a white and brown she-cat with glowing blue eyes. Midnightgarden is standoffish and clumsy. She has difficulty with keeping a conversation going and is often awkward when trying to make new friends. This makes it difficult for others to warm up to Midnightgarden and as a result Midnightgarden is often found on her own. Although Midnightgarden tries to appear as put together as possible, she is actually riddled with anxiety and depression. She struggles with her self-confidence and is very critical of any mistakes that she makes. Anything less than perfect is unacceptable to Midnightgarden. She grew up as a rogue in the city along with her mother and five younger siblings. Her mother had a difficult pregnancy that resulted in Midnightgarden and her sister being the only kits not born a stillborn. Her mother was heartbroken over the stillborn kits, but was determined to take care of her remaining two. At first Midnightgarden had an easy upbringing where she was constantly doted on and taken care of. She had a close relationship with her mother and often confided in her mother when she first started experiencing severe anxiety. Midnightgarden loved her sister unconditionally, even though they butted heads often, and the two of them would regularly explore the city when their mother would go to complete her daily duties. It was during one of these outings that Midnightgarden and her sister carelessly decided to race to the top of a two-leg structure. As the duo hopped from one metal beam to the next rain began to pour and caused her sister to slip on one of the metal railings. Midnightgarden watched in horror as her sister plummeted to her death. After this tragic accident her mother became more critical and demanding of Midnightgarden. She was to hunt for their food, find material to make their nests, and patrol the surrounding area of their home to ensure no other rogues tried to take what was theirs. Midnightgarden's mother wanted her to become stronger and learn to take care of herself, fearing that if she wasn't harsh and critical of Midnightgarden's mistakes then she could have a tragic end like her sister. Meanwhile, Midnightgarden's mother would be gone for hours or sometimes even days at a time with little explanation of what she had been doing. During one of these trips Midnightgarden's mother returned home pregnant and a few moons later Midnightgarden became the older sister to five siblings. After the birth of her mother's second litter Midnightgarden became the main caretaker of her brothers and sisters while her mother continued her mysterious journeys. She would hunt for them, clean their fur, ensure they had a warm place to sleep, and protect them from dangerous predators. All while her mom continued her harsh criticism and critiques for various mistakes she might have made along the way. As the kits became older Midnightgarden felt her mental health steadily decline before she eventually cracked under the pressure placed on her by her family. Eventually believing her family would be better without a screw-up, Midnightgarden left for her own journey for a few days, where she traveled the farthest reaches of the city to clear her mind and spirit. When returning Midnightgarden discovered her home in shambles and one of her siblings brutally murdered by a local group of rogues who had wanting their territory in the city for awhile. This leads to Midnightgarden running away entirely before her mom can return to punish her. As she wandered the unfamiliar territories filled with trees and snow, she eventually falls into a cenote and so begins her next adventure.
- Home: Nightclan
- Quote: "I think the greatest amount of pressure is the pressure I placed on myself. So in a way I chose to be alone." - Cathy Freeman
Family: Brother - Ruinhunter/Jasper (rped by childe )
The fluffy white and brown tom with the sparkling sapphire eyes is identical in appearance to his twin brother, Ruinhunter, who made his home in Winterclan. Both toms are polar opposites of each other, but despite their differences Ruinguard cares about his twin above all else. The two have been through thick and thin together, traveling through lands and living the same experiences since they were kits. Ruinguard isn't calm, calculated, and scientific like his brother. He is rambunctious, adventurous, and lives his life based on his strong sense of justice. He always does what he believes is right, even if what is right goes against his brother's scientific facts. As a result the two frequently bickered and spent much of their time fighting over what they feel is right. Despite that Ruinguard never thought he would find himself living in a separate clan from his brother. Ruinguard preferred the salty scent of the ocean and the warmth of the sun located in Summerclan, while his twin brother preferred the beauty of falling snow and the cold wind blowing through his fur that was located in Winterclan. Even though Ruinguard tried to argue and insist that his twin remain joined at his hip, Ruinhunter suggested that maybe separating and experiencing life without each other was what they both needed, and thus the two separated for the first time since they were in the womb of their mother. Ever since Ruinguard has felt like something was missing in his life and has tried to convince his brother to return to him.
- Quote: "Sometimes you have to follow your heart, no matter the consequences."
- Theme song: tba
- Home: Summerclan
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Tenderwrath is a orange and gray calico Scottish Fold tom that has short stubby legs with a body that ripples with muscles. Tenderwrath doesn't have the appearance of a threatening tom with anger issues. Instead he appears to be an innocent teddy bear like tom with wide piercing golden eyes and folded ears that press against his skull. Looks can be deceiving though. Underneath the wholesome appearance is a tom who has trust issues and struggles with outbursts of anger. Anyone who mistakenly triggers Tenderwrath could be met with an intense show of rage and an golden gaze that seems to boil straight through your skin. Once the anger subsides Tenderwrath becomes more gentle and vulnerable. Often following his meltdown with a huffed apology and clear signs of embarrassment. It is clear to most that he doesn't like to show this side of himself and is mostly an unconscious effort to protect himself. Not many people know about Tenderwrath's background, but he grew up in the city as a loner and used to be a part of a gang of rogues before eventually being caste out for unknown reasons. Tenderwrath doesn't like to talk about his past and usually becomes easily triggered when the topic is brought up. One of Tenderwrath's favorite hobbies is stargazing and wishing upon passing comets. This hobby is what led Tenderwrath to wanting to join Nightclan so that he can participate in his hobby on a more regular basis
- Home: Nightclan
- Quote: "You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.” — Nikita Gill
Tinywish an abnormally small she-cat with startling sapphire eyes. She has a brown and white splotched pelt with oversized pointy ears. She seems to have a condition that makes it difficult for her to breathe when she overexerts herself or becomes overly upset, but she is unsure what causes her conditions and has had this chronic problem for as long as she can remember. As a result Tinywish was shielded from the outside world for the first half of her kithood by her mother, living in a rabbit den underground, until the day her mother didn't return from her daily hunting trip. This led to Tinywish leaving the safety of the den to find her mother, but eventually becoming lost due to her poor attention span and accidentally wondering into Fallclan territory. Tinywish has a big personality and a lot of energy. She has a difficult time staying focused and is easily distracted by things that would fall into the background for most cats. She views herself as strong and unbeatable, but due to her small stature and chronic condition she can easily be overpowered. That's if they can catch her first, of course! Her small size provides her with the ability to easily dodge and quickly maneuver without exerting too much energy. Tinywish has big dreams of changing the world while she is in it, and of course, a simple dream of finding her mother. For now though, she will enjoy the simple pleasures that Fallclan has to offer.
- Home: Fallclan
- Quote: "And though she be but little, she is fierce." - William Shakespeare
personality ideas: - Her entire body is scorched and her ears are missing from a fire that she accidentally set while living as a kittypet. Her curiosity got the better of her when her owners put a bath and body works candle (champagne toast scented, of course) out on the kitchen table. At first she just stared at the flickering flame, but eventually she had the bright idea of swatting the candle off the table and onto the floor to see if the flame would get bigger. Spoiler alert, the flame did indeed get bigger. The flames were so big that her owners died in the fire and she was left a mess of a cat with permanent missing patches of fur and ears that were substantially singed off. The accident did bless her with one gift, a love and fascination for fire. Maybe that is why people are so cautious and concerned when she goes out on her own. - She has poor strength due to her accident. Her burns will weep and bleed when damaged. The internal organs of her body has sustained permanent damage due to the inhalation of smoke and the surgery she underwent to heal her wounds. She is aware of her limitations and is able to accommodate for them with her intelligence and grace. She is a fast learner and views herself as more of a support to her clan versus someone to be on the front line. If you need someone to put up a fire wall around the clan and subsequently burn the forest down afterwards she can totally do that for you (seriously, she would love to burn the forest down).
- Her fascination and love of fire makes people uneasy, but she makes up for this with her manic and solicitous personality. She loves to go on adventures with others and adores making new friends. It is kind of difficult to not love someone who is quick to praise and eager to spend time with just about anyone.
- "I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me." - Joshua Graham
Nectar is a large norwegian forest cat with emerald green eyes. Her pelt is long and carefree with a few knots here and there from her inability to reach them. Her paws are oversized and she used to clumsily trip over them on the regular, but now she walks with them in confidence and seems to have learned to adapt to her immense body. Nectar presents as flirtatious, sassy, and overconfident. She tries to act superior to the other people around her and will taunt others that she finds inferior to her. Underneath the cruel domineer though is a cat who struggles with her own self-esteem and isn't as carefree as she tries to display. She truly does care about what other peoples think of her and at times feels guilt for the way she treats others, but believes she has to act the way she does to gain respect and to be treated with dignity. Nectar used to be part of a traveling group of nomads that never stayed in one place for long. She was born as the only Norwegian forest cat in her litter while her sisters were pretty little tabby cats that were slender and flawless. The other cats in the group would often tease Nectar for being the biggest she-cat in the group and would often belittle her in front of others. Her sisters were especially cruel and would often spread rumors about their sister to further tarnish her reputation and would treat her as if she was lesser than them. This treatment led Nectar to developing self-esteem issues and an intense feeling of isolation. Eventually Nectar made the decision to leave the nomad group and strike out to form her own path. Nectar started to feel lonely without the presence of other cats and started to crave companionship again, but was unsure how to gain companionship without potentially sacrificing her mental health once more. During the time she traveled from area to area as a loner she learned about the clans and groups that lived in the forest, but many of these clans seemed to be similar to her former group that wanted to live their own lives and lacked ambition. Fearing the same could happen if she joined one of these clans she makes the decision to not join any of the clans. Soon she hears about Primal Instinct and learns that this particular group of cats does not care about how a person looks as long as they can provide and fight for the groups ambitions. She makes the decision to make the group her home.
- "Ladies don't start fights, but they can finish them." - Marie from Aristocrats
LOUHI-KUN [ KLEE ] - the second born daughter, the cursed middle child. [she's not really cursed i just fell like that's the meme]. She is fierce like her mother currently is and wild; she won't be tamed. And Ismene encourages this, she urges her daughter never to change herself for others; to be as bold and brash as she wishes. She desperately tires to shield her from the consequences of her actions. She keeps her struggles and fears close to her, independent down to her own hurt. || brash, brave, stubborn, resilient [named after Finish mythology figure / goddess of underworld ] ISMENE'S NICKNAME for them - Little spitfire
A calico she-cat with a striking golden gaze with half her face orange and the other half an ashy gray. Irisblossom has always been a rather sickly cat. She doesn't have any chronic conditions, but it isn't abnormal for her to catch an illness during the colder months. Usually with some rest and food she would be back to her old self within a few days, but once Irisblossom became pregnant it became harder for her to get over the illnesses she so often caught. As a result it wasn't long before Irisblossom had become too weak to travel and too vulnerable for Snapdragon to leave by herself for long periods of time. That caused the duo to seek refuge in one of the nearby groups of cats that were rumored to have cats that specialized in healing. The couple eventually came across Nightclan and joined after promising their families loyalty to Aspenstar. At first living in Nightclan was peaceful and carefree. Irisblossom was able to have a safe delivery of her kits and in return Snapdragon would hunt on behalf of Nightclan, but once Kier took over it became apparent that their safe haven would soon change drastically. Normally, Irisblossom is a kind and gentle cat willing to care for those in need. She cares about the well-being of others and wants what is best for Nightclan as a whole. At the same time though, Irisblossom worries for her children and loves them above all else. She is fiercely protective of them. She is the definition of a mama bear when it comes to her cubs.
Kits: Buttercupdust (rped by me), Lilacwaters (rped by childe ), Snowdrop (rped by tbd), and Glazelily (rped by tbd)
Quote: "As a parent, the goal is not to get to the other end. It's just simply to protect the children that you're responsible for - and protect their hearts - and, wherever they're headed, to get them there safely. That involves patience, time and a willingness to listen." - Martha Williamson
Marguerite is a small she-cat with a long-haired orange and white pelt. Her amber eyes seem to hold many secrets that she dare not divulge. Abandoned at the Primal Instinct border when she still hadn't yet opened her eyes it is a miracle to most that she even survived. When found she was weak and feeble, but her determination helped her pull through and turned her into the cat you see now. Although she grew up in Primal Instinct, Marguerite can't help but feel as if she doesn't quite fit. She tries her best to mimic the ruthlessness and coldness that the other cats in the group display, but in secrecy she is kindhearted and values all life. Although she does a good job keeping this side of herself hidden, she cant help but feel guilt-ridden and depressed at the actions she has to commit in order to remain in the only home she has ever known. Despite her differences to the other cats in the league, she views them as family and cares deeply about their perceptions of her. She wants to make them proud and wants desperately to fit in, so as a result she follows the lead of the others around her and numbs her emotions to ensure they never get in the way.
- Home: Primal Instinct
- Quote: "I've spent a lifetime practicing, becoming who I must be to survive. Hiding in plain sight, always acting, always playing a part. There are times when I fear that I'll lose me, my true self, in the haze of the facade. But that fear doesn't matter to anyone besides myself." - Sara Larson - Theme song: Caught in the Middle by Paramore
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Sunsetkit (streak) Simple and unassuming, she wants nothing more than a quiet, unassuming life, but Nightclan's current conditions have made it incredibly difficult. Worrisome and prone to severe anxiety, she takes her energy out by either fussing over everyone or being extremely irritable. Sometimes she tries to ease it by creating something similar to paint with berries and plants and making pretty pictures on rocks or cave walls. She's bossy because she wants to constantly stick to a schedule; has vast amount of medicinal knowledge in case she ever needs it.
Home: Nightclan
Siblings: Fireflykit (rped by @starkravingmad)
Quote: “Every piece of art in the world was once a blank space that someone chose to fill with inspiration, imagination, fear, obsession, logic, love, or passion.” - Stewart Stafford
A burly tabby tom with thick fur, a southern accent, and gentle light brown eyes. Rustichills, previously named Rustic, grew up on a farm south of the clans and lived as a barn cat hunting mice for his farmer. Rustichills was close to his owner and enjoyed his time being the caretaker of the barn. He cared about the horses, cows, pigs, and other farm animals that inhabited his area. He also cared about the old farmer that would stop every morning greet him and thank him for all his hard work. This is why it was such a surprise to Rustichills when his owner sold the property but left Rustic behind. The final morning Rustic saw his owner was for his daily pat on the head and this time, a promise to proudly serve the next family who made the farm their home. Rustic was all for honoring the promise until the new family decided to tear down the old farmhouse and barn to build new structures on property. Rustic ended up leaving, not wanting to witness the destruction of his home, and travelled north through forests and wild life to discover a new home. Eventually he came across Fallclan, and feeling as if he meshed well with the other cats in the clan decided that maybe Fallclan was where he was meant to live out the rest of his days. Rustichills has a jolly personality and is quick to welcome a new face. Although always friendly to everyone, Rustichills can be noticeably different towards strangers by having a quiet and observant domineer. This is because Rustichills is always leery of new people, but the quietness doesn't last long as he is quick to warm up and is eager to help when needed. - Home: Fallclan
- Quote: "I enjoyed every bit of it — the responsibility, the successes and dealing with everything that came up. There was a real sense of satisfaction in it.” – Bran McCoy
Arcticfox A slender white she-cat with a ginger face and tail. She has piercing blue eyes that are as cold as the snow she lives in. Arcticfox used to live in the snowy areas slightly outside of Winterclan territory as a loner. These frigid lands are the only area that feels like home to her. Her family had lived in these lands for generations with the belief that vitality and strength is destined to those who push themselves. She was raised by her parents to survive the harsh environment of endless winter and taught to fight off even the deadliest of foes that she may cross. Once her parents felt her and her siblings were ready to live life on their own, they encouraged them to leave the area, and forge their own way of life living in the arctic. Alas, the life of a loner living in an area where it was rare to see any other living cat was lonesome, and she spent many freezing winter nights wishing to a live a life surrounded by others who shared her same ideals. To Arcticfox, discovering Winterclan further past the area she lived was an answer to her wish. She believed she was destined to find Winterclan, and as a result believes she is destined to serve Winterclan with her entire being. This belief forged Arcticfox into a loyal and obedient warrior who would sacrifice her very life to ensure Winterclan's survival. To her, Winterclan is paradise and she is eager to follow any orders she is given by the savereign. However, under all the loyalty and obedience is she-cat who still cares about others and may have periods where she doubts what she is truly serving, but these doubts quickly fade once she reminds herself that without Winterclan she is nothing. Quote: "Snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dark trees, that one could easily imagine its reason for being nothing more than prettiness." - Mary Oliver Theme song: Show Yourself from Frozen 2
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Buttercupkit / dust Buttercupdust is a a mostly white calico she-cat with fluffier fur then her mother but the same striking golden gaze. Buttercupdust is the definition of a tomboy preferring to play rough with the boys and wallow in the mud versus keep her pelt pretty and doing boring activities like basking in the moonlight. Buttercupdust believes strength is what truly makes a cat, and will do everything in her power to ensure that she is as strong as possible in order to serve her clan. Maybe this is why she looks down on her brother, Snowdrop, so much because she fears that he will give their family a bad name with his dsability and what some may call weakness. Buttercupdust has little patience for other peoples faults and is quick to scold or insult someone who she feels isn't living up to the expectations set forth by Nightclan. Buttercupdust is easily annoyed and as a result has a poor temper. It wouldn't be above her to claw a cat who rubs her the wrong way, or to yell at someone if they irritate her enough. She doesn't appreciate cats treating her inferior because she is a she-cat and hates the thought of being looked down on because of the gender she was born as. Due to this Buttercupdust has a strong determination to change the minds of those who believe she-cats can't be powerful or strong-willed. Parents: Irisblossom (Mother, rped by me!) and Snapdragon (Father, rped by childe ) Siblings: Snowdrop (rped by @dot), Lilacwaters (rped by childe ), and Glazelily (rped by tbd) Quote: “I’m tough, ambitious, and I know exactly what I want. If that makes me a b*tch, then okay.” – Madonna Theme song: Enemy by Imagine Dragons and JID
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An orange tabby tom with green eyes that seem to be in a perpetual state of grogginess. Memoriesadrift's favorite hobby is to sleep and he spends most of his time lazing around the clearing of the clans he occupies dozing in the sunlight or moonlight. To most memories are something that was gifted at birth and comes naturally. Every experience permanently etched into the brain until the day their final breath is drawn. To Memoriesadrift though, memories are fleeting and rare. The journeys he has gone through are not etched into his brain as everlasting reminders, but are moments that come and go like the waves in the ocean. The stories that he reminisces change from day to day like the tide on the shore. He could be telling the heroic story of how he fought off a hawk in his youth to save his sister to a few eager kits, but then a few hours later insist that he never was a kit and never had a sister when the same kits bring him new eager faces to retell the same tale. Maybe this is why Memoriesadrift prefers living in an eternal state of dreaming. After all, his life and memories can be anything he choose in the dreamworld. He can live the life he never gets to remember and no one will question why he doesn’t recall the dreams he’s had once the sun rises. After all, how many people truly remember what they have experienced every time they close their eyes? Even if he was questioned about the life he lives while asleep they wouldn’t get much of a straight answer from Memoriesadrift. He often comes off as aloof when drilled about his actions and has a roundabout way of giving a non-answer. As a result many believe Memoriesadrift simply uses his condition as a means to be selfish and careless. Ultimately though, Memoriesadrift truly does care about those he has grown close to and treasures the short amount of time he gets to recall the moments he’s shared with those he calls friends. He hates his inability to remember the memories his friends are lucky to remember and becomes openly frustrated when someone dares to ask him the question “remember when…”. This leaves many wondering what truly caused this tom’s mind to malfunction. Could it be the knot atop his head that seems to never shrink? or could it be some traumatic memories that he cannot bear to relive? The questions may never be answered, and maybe there is a hidden part of him that doesn’t want the questions answered. As this tom endlessly drifts from home to home, never staying in one place for too long despite the bonds he has forged. Even when confronted by his former clan mates on his abandonment they’re often met with a puzzled expression. He never lived there, after all, or did he?
Scatteredmind is a battered tabby tom with half a missing ear and one damaged eye. His one good eye is a light brown that has dulled and seems lost to the void. A tom with an unexplained history, he had lost his mind before he had even joined Winterclan, and spends the day muttering to himself while he stares out at the snowy landscape. When others talk to him Scatteredmind will smile, seemingly enjoying the chance at a conversation, but is often unable to hold down a normal conversation and will change the conversation to unrelated subjects. Others have the tendency of avoiding Scatteredmind because of his bizarre habits, but if it does bother Scatteredmind he doesn't really show it.
Quote: "Yes, you're mad, bonkers, off the top of your head...but...I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are.” - Alice from Alice in Wonderland
A dark brown and cream Siamese she-cat with aqua blue eyes. Madeleine has a sharp-tongue and a short fuse when it comes to stupidity. She has little patience for those who lack common sense and backbone. Madeleine believes that loyalty and respect should be earned, and not given upon first sight. Why should she respect and be loyal to someone who may not treat her with the same dignity? Similarly, she will always be professional in her conversations, unless something is said or done that is deserving of a lashing of words. Due to Madeleine being rough around the edges not many cats have the confidence to approach her, but those who do eventually earn her trust have it for as long as they prove they won't ever break it. When those who are gifted Madeleine's friendship breaks her trust though she is quick to cut them off and it is difficult to get back in her good graces. Her background isn't known, but she came to Renegade Regime with these trust issues, so most assume she has been hurt in the past.
Home: Renegade Regime
Quote: "Most good relationships are built on mutual trust and respect." - Mona Sutphen
A striped tabby tom with light brown eyes. Castaway has various scars across his body and one damaged eye from living as a stray in a city on another content. He fought often with the other strays over food and territory, showing his overprotective nature over his own resources. Castaway was eventually scooped up by the local pound after the damage was inflicted upon his eye where he spent a few moons in a kennel and being treated by the two-legs that worked there. Believing he was destined to grow old and die trapped at the pound, Castaway mellowed out as he grew older and accepted his fate before an older two-leg adopted him. This two-leg was a captain of a navy ship and would bring Castaway along with him on the boat when deployed. This started Castaway's love for the ocean where he was pampered by the army men on board boat learned a lot about the ocean when observing the hustle of the seamen. Although fate would have it that not all good things would last. A terrible storm hit while Castaway was deployed with his owner and as the waves crashed against the deck of the boat eventually one of the waves carried Castaway along with it. The tom fully anticipated on drowning, but instead he was able to grab a hold of a flotation device that had washed off the deck along with him. By the end of the day Castaway had washed up on the shore of Summerclan, and then wandered the unfamiliar lands until he found Primal Instinct. Castaway is a tom with a short-temper and that has a strange way of talking. He is strong and protective over his belongings or those who treat him with respect. He is gruff and doesn't have a lot of patience for those who do not take their work seriously. He loves to spend his time watching the ocean and although he has accepted that his role is no longer being a part of the navy, his heart is still out at sea on the boat.
Group: Primal Instinct
Quote:
Theme song: Castaways by The backyardiagans (haha)
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Vanillamouse is a solid-white she-cat with a mouse-like appearance, abnormally rounded ears, and dark navy blue eyes. Not much is known about the history of Vanillamouse, and she likes to keep it that way. All that is truly known is that her mother told her stories of Winterclan as a kit, which eventually led to her joining Winterclan when she was still young. Vanillamouse doesn't talk much about her family, but it's obvious based on her attitude towards them that something happened that helped fuel Vanillamouse's decision to leave them behind. She appeared outside the camp frost bitten and cold to the touch having somehow pushed her tiny body through the snow. Most journeys of that nature would cause emotionally trauma for such a young kit, but Vanillamouse was back playing in the snow and declaring her love for it once well enough to leave the witch's den. Vanillamouse is a bit of an introvert, opting to spend her time watching the fall of the snow and taking daily walks around the Winterclan territory. Even though she doesn't allow herself to become close to many people, she does care about Winterclan and the people who inhabit it.
Home: Winterclan
Quote: "Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity” – Novala Takemoto
A rustic colored she-cat with twinkling orange eyes. Strawberrycream was born in Summerclan by a pregnant loner who died during childbirth. The only surviving kit of the litter, Strawberrycream grew to learn the customs and traditions of Summerclan. She is a gentle and kind she-cat with a bubbly and adventerous personality. Strawberrycream has always had a fascination of the sea, always wondering what lies beyond it and what other things she is missing out in the world. Even though she longs to leave the camp to explore, she still loves Summerclan and worries what her clanmates think of her silly little dreams. Although she knows there are plenty of other cats in Summerclan who adore the sea just as much as she does, she recognizes they adore Summerclan more and that she might be marked a traitor should she ever leave to follow what her life desires. Not wanting to lose the only home she has ever known she keeps her dreams hidden under tight lock and tries her best to ignore the growing feeling that there is more to life then daily life in the clans.
Quote: “Sometimes our strengths lie beneath the surface … Far beneath, in some cases.” - Moana
