Sneezewortbelly

A boisterous, dumb cat with skills in only one area. As a kit, they seem to have no skill at all, being clumsy and... well, a kit. They lose all their games and can't seem to solve puzzles: it's almost like something's wrong with them. That being said, it doesn't seem to bother them too much. Their stupidity and lack of skill isn't a weight on their chest; and even when they learn they're excellent at hunting, Sneezewort doesn't seem to mind either way. Even if they stayed an apprentice their whole life, they'd probably sing and dance regardless. That being said, they can be a little shy around new cats, but once they open up, they're hardly quiet or shy. Being around their friends will more than likely encourage their headstrong bravery, unfortunately, which means they're more likely to get hurt. Also, Sneezewort seems to be ill constantly; whether it's just allergies or their strange teacup size, Sneezewort earns their name through a forever sniffle.

Of course, nowadays, they're paralyzed from the waist down. This means they can't hunt nor fight or swim like they loved doing before, and... Surprisingly enough, this did affect them to an extent. That being said, it was never about not being able to provide for the clan, but instead about being able to take care of their late brother's kits, Darlingstrike, Preciousears, and Love. Fortunately, it didn't affect their ability to care for them much, as they were nearing fully grown when Sneezewortbelly was attacked and fell. Preciousears took it upon himself to take care of them for a long time, but did not follow their clan to the new territories.

During the journey, Sneezewortbelly was taken care of primarily by a tom named Stormbelly. Getting to know him was great, and Sneezewortbelly often found themself at a loss for words!