Post by Callie on Mar 18, 2019 0:28:29 GMT
WILDFLOWER of MEADOWCLAN
42 MOONS
DEPUTY
FEMALE
PANSEXUAL
42 MOONS
DEPUTY
FEMALE
PANSEXUAL
PERSONALITY
Bubbly, friendly, and bright-- Wildflower is best known for the sheer, shining force of her personality which remains cheerful even through the darkest of gloom. She has an insatiable urge to know and befriend just about any cat she comes across, chipping away at even chilly exteriors with determination, and she possesses a fiercely loyal devotion to her friends and loved ones. It doesn't take long to enter her closest circle and, once there, Wildflower will put her life on the line for these cats. Clanmates automatically qualify, whether they're on good terms with her or not.
This is a cat with a very big heart and a whole lot of love and passion to give, though sometimes to the point of being destructive. Wildflower has a tendency to throw herself into a cause with her entire being, not stopping even at physical cost, and she trusts with that same all or nothing attitude. It can be hard for her to reevaluate her initial impression of a cat, whether good or bad, so once she's decided to trust someone they can very easily take advantage. She gives and gives but doesn't quite know when to stop. She'll fight tooth and nail even when the odds are stacked to impossibility. It's a balance that she often struggles to reconcile-- caring for herself versus caring for others --but she's managed to drag herself through rough times through sheer force of optimism before and remain her constantly cheery self.
This is a cat with a very big heart and a whole lot of love and passion to give, though sometimes to the point of being destructive. Wildflower has a tendency to throw herself into a cause with her entire being, not stopping even at physical cost, and she trusts with that same all or nothing attitude. It can be hard for her to reevaluate her initial impression of a cat, whether good or bad, so once she's decided to trust someone they can very easily take advantage. She gives and gives but doesn't quite know when to stop. She'll fight tooth and nail even when the odds are stacked to impossibility. It's a balance that she often struggles to reconcile-- caring for herself versus caring for others --but she's managed to drag herself through rough times through sheer force of optimism before and remain her constantly cheery self.
HISTORY
Wildkit was born as part of a litter of three during the last, fading days of greenleaf. Her mother had been energetic and healthy throughout her whole pregnancy, but for whatever reason the actual birth was a struggle fraught with complications. By the end of more than a day of labor, Specklefur had only barely been saved from bleeding out and only one of her kits could be coaxed into breathing while her other two siblings lay still. This was Wildkit-- named for the strength of her spirit and her strangely curly fur.
The first moon of her kithood was a bit lonely, as her mother spent a long time recuperating from the birth and she was the only kit in the Nursery, but eventually she was gifted with a friend. Another of MeadowClan's queens, Leafheart, had given birth to two kits named Mosskit and Stonekit just a few weeks after Specklefur's. The former of the two, a small, shy little girl, became fast friends with Wildkit and they were practically joined at the hip by the time they were apprenticed.
Different in personality as night and day, Wildpaw and Mosspaw nonetheless spent every free moment together and drove their mentors somewhat mad with all their badgering requests to train together. Wildpaw's mentor, Berrynose, was a respected senior warrior of the Clan and the harder of the two to sway. She would relent, occasionally, but guided Wildpaw's training with a firm paw and helped to temper her boundless energy with some discipline, teaching her how to channel that fire into fierce loyalty toward her Clan. Both her and Mosspaw's apprenticeships passed smoothly, and it was with joy that they both graduated to become full warriors of MeadowClan-- Wildflower and Mossdapple.
A few moons passed as Wildflower settled comfortably into her new duties as a warrior, but there was somewhat of an upset when a young loner was found listlessly wandering nearby the Clan's borders one day. A black tom with strikingly ice blue eyes-- he was skeletal thin and barely keeping on his paws when the Clan cats found him and, later, would only say that his name was Cold. He was allowed to stay long enough to be nutured off of death's door, and by then he showed some interest in joining the Clan as an apprentice. His age was difficult to tell-- somewhere in the realm of an older apprentice or young warrior --and he possessed some skill in hunting and battle, but he needed to be taught the Clan's ways. So he was given to Wildflower to mentor.
Cold-- now named Coldpaw --was... sometimes difficult to work with. Cagey and almost always silent, he didn't respond to any of Wildflower's attempts at friendliness for a long time. Though he caught on quickly to what she was teaching. He'd frown and growl at her casual touches and lighthearted teasing, unnerving the naturally skittish Mossdapple, but still Wildflower carried on as if not at all perturbed, despite the fact that her friend often professed that she didn't trust him. It was a point of contention between them, making things tense as Coldpaw eventually, slowly began to thaw to Wildflower to become something like a friend by the time he was deemed ready for his warrior name. He was named Coldeyes.
Wildflower and Mossdapple had always been exceptionally close, to the point that many of their Clanmates assumed them to be mates, but they'd never probed outside the bounds of friendship. Maybe there was thoughts of it on either side, unspoken, though Wildflower's growing closeness to her former apprentice put any of that potential down where it lay. She continued to disagree with Mossdapple's cautious distrust of the tom, to the point that it eventually sparked a major argument that drew them apart for moons at one time. In that period, Wildflower and Coldeyes grew closer still.
Then he disappeared.
Despite their growing relationship, the tom had always refused to speak on his life before coming to MeadowClan and he'd seemed... content with his life in the Clan. It made the shock of his departure even more painful, as they'd been sharing a nest one night and the next morning he'd vanished without a trace. All trails disappeared across the border, and it was deemed that Coldeyes had left of his own volition. Heartbreaking, of course. And made even worse by the fact that Wildflower discovered she was expecting kits soon after. It was a very dark period for her, but thankfully Mossdapple recognized how her old friend was hurting and stayed by her side without judgement, supporting her alongside Wildflower's parents and other Clanmates. Whispers passed through the Clan, but the sire of Wildflower's litter went carefully unmentioned and life, as it does, went on.
Surprisingly, the birth was almost the easiest part of the whole ordeal. It was without trouble that Wildflower later gave birth to her litter in the dead of leafbare-- bringing two small toms into the world that she named Shadekit and Cinderkit. Both the solid black of their absent father, but with the green eyes of their mother. Wildflower initially worried that just being around them would be hurtful, that she wouldn't be able to love them as she should, but her concerns proved unfounded as she threw herself into raising them.
The distraction of it was helpful. And by the time that Shadepaw and Cinderpaw were apprenticed Wildflower found that she was... okay. Healthy sons, a loyal friend, supportive Clanmates-- with these things she reasoned that she could be alright. Since then, life has been uneventful for her, something she's content with, and she remains her optimistic, brightly passionate self.
The first moon of her kithood was a bit lonely, as her mother spent a long time recuperating from the birth and she was the only kit in the Nursery, but eventually she was gifted with a friend. Another of MeadowClan's queens, Leafheart, had given birth to two kits named Mosskit and Stonekit just a few weeks after Specklefur's. The former of the two, a small, shy little girl, became fast friends with Wildkit and they were practically joined at the hip by the time they were apprenticed.
Different in personality as night and day, Wildpaw and Mosspaw nonetheless spent every free moment together and drove their mentors somewhat mad with all their badgering requests to train together. Wildpaw's mentor, Berrynose, was a respected senior warrior of the Clan and the harder of the two to sway. She would relent, occasionally, but guided Wildpaw's training with a firm paw and helped to temper her boundless energy with some discipline, teaching her how to channel that fire into fierce loyalty toward her Clan. Both her and Mosspaw's apprenticeships passed smoothly, and it was with joy that they both graduated to become full warriors of MeadowClan-- Wildflower and Mossdapple.
A few moons passed as Wildflower settled comfortably into her new duties as a warrior, but there was somewhat of an upset when a young loner was found listlessly wandering nearby the Clan's borders one day. A black tom with strikingly ice blue eyes-- he was skeletal thin and barely keeping on his paws when the Clan cats found him and, later, would only say that his name was Cold. He was allowed to stay long enough to be nutured off of death's door, and by then he showed some interest in joining the Clan as an apprentice. His age was difficult to tell-- somewhere in the realm of an older apprentice or young warrior --and he possessed some skill in hunting and battle, but he needed to be taught the Clan's ways. So he was given to Wildflower to mentor.
Cold-- now named Coldpaw --was... sometimes difficult to work with. Cagey and almost always silent, he didn't respond to any of Wildflower's attempts at friendliness for a long time. Though he caught on quickly to what she was teaching. He'd frown and growl at her casual touches and lighthearted teasing, unnerving the naturally skittish Mossdapple, but still Wildflower carried on as if not at all perturbed, despite the fact that her friend often professed that she didn't trust him. It was a point of contention between them, making things tense as Coldpaw eventually, slowly began to thaw to Wildflower to become something like a friend by the time he was deemed ready for his warrior name. He was named Coldeyes.
Wildflower and Mossdapple had always been exceptionally close, to the point that many of their Clanmates assumed them to be mates, but they'd never probed outside the bounds of friendship. Maybe there was thoughts of it on either side, unspoken, though Wildflower's growing closeness to her former apprentice put any of that potential down where it lay. She continued to disagree with Mossdapple's cautious distrust of the tom, to the point that it eventually sparked a major argument that drew them apart for moons at one time. In that period, Wildflower and Coldeyes grew closer still.
Then he disappeared.
Despite their growing relationship, the tom had always refused to speak on his life before coming to MeadowClan and he'd seemed... content with his life in the Clan. It made the shock of his departure even more painful, as they'd been sharing a nest one night and the next morning he'd vanished without a trace. All trails disappeared across the border, and it was deemed that Coldeyes had left of his own volition. Heartbreaking, of course. And made even worse by the fact that Wildflower discovered she was expecting kits soon after. It was a very dark period for her, but thankfully Mossdapple recognized how her old friend was hurting and stayed by her side without judgement, supporting her alongside Wildflower's parents and other Clanmates. Whispers passed through the Clan, but the sire of Wildflower's litter went carefully unmentioned and life, as it does, went on.
Surprisingly, the birth was almost the easiest part of the whole ordeal. It was without trouble that Wildflower later gave birth to her litter in the dead of leafbare-- bringing two small toms into the world that she named Shadekit and Cinderkit. Both the solid black of their absent father, but with the green eyes of their mother. Wildflower initially worried that just being around them would be hurtful, that she wouldn't be able to love them as she should, but her concerns proved unfounded as she threw herself into raising them.
The distraction of it was helpful. And by the time that Shadepaw and Cinderpaw were apprenticed Wildflower found that she was... okay. Healthy sons, a loyal friend, supportive Clanmates-- with these things she reasoned that she could be alright. Since then, life has been uneventful for her, something she's content with, and she remains her optimistic, brightly passionate self.
RELATIONSHIPS
MOTHER:
Specklefur | Living
FATHER:
Rabbitstride | Living
SIBLINGS:
Willowkit | Deceased
Brackenkit | Deceased
Brackenkit | Deceased
OTHERS:
Mossdapple | Close Friend | Living
Coldeyes | Former Mate | Unknown
Berrynose | Mentor | Deceased
Blackleg | Son | Living
Cinderblaze | Son | Living
Coldeyes | Former Mate | Unknown
Berrynose | Mentor | Deceased
Blackleg | Son | Living
Cinderblaze | Son | Living
SHORT DESCRIPTION
An exceptionally curly furred, gray, white, and ginger she-cat with green eyes.
OTHER INFORMATION
- She was named -flower for her bright, friendly personality.
- Loves flowers of all kinds and often has some decorating her nest.
- Hates rain and water of any kind due to how much it weighs down on her thick fur.
- Wildflower is very talented in social situations. She can befriend just about any cat and excels at motivating and comforting others.
- She's decent at battling-- she's not afraid to fight hard and has a high pain tolerance --but struggles with hunting or generally being stealthy.
- She never forgets a name or face.
- Her free time is often spent on taking walks in the territory, sunbathing, and chatting with Clanmates.
- Wildflower loves to give gifts to those she's close with and will go out of her way to find out what they like best or collect.
