Stats

Trait

She was very early to finish her healers-training; showing excellent skill, knowledge and craftmanship in using herbs.

Trait

She dislikes sleeping in the rocky cave dens and is instead most often be found snoozing in a bush or plantage.

Trait

Despite her small build she's incredibly hard working and tough; always carrying more than anyone would expect.

About

Velvetquince, known as one of Corvidclan's most determined and skilled healers before even finishing her apprenticeship, gave her life to improve everyone else's. She grew up alongside her older sister Silkshade as well as her two childhood best friends Flintwhisker and Omensky. The trio were inseperable but Velvetquince and Omensky also fell in love and formed a bond during their apprenticeships.

Personality

Velvetquince was a petite cat with a big personality and even bigger heart. She was always cheerful and optimistic even in the toughest of times, something which was appreciated by everyone in need of her care. She could soothe even the grumpiest of elder or most tearfilled kit. Making everyone happier and healthier and finding new ways to improve her abilities to do so were always her biggest priorities.

She would put a lot of pressure and expectations onto herself though; often pushing herself way too hard and declining any offer of help. She was determined to improve her healing skills as well as being of good moral support to distressed cats and was deeply admired and respected by everyone around her.

She easily became stressed if she was forced to stay away from the healers' den and never hestitated to care for the ill even if it posed a threat to her own safety and well being. Thankfully Omensky would often come check on her and make sure she took breaks and care of herself.

The end of her life

Not long after each of them were given their respective suffixes a terrible illness spread across the clan. Velvetquince worked relentlessly to care for the sick cats, despite it being contagious and deadly. She successfully cured the majority of her clanmates but couldn't spare time to care for her own well being. As she too fell ill she kept working she lied about her true state; putting on her cheerful demanour as always.

Omensky had been gone on a long-duration mission with a few warriors and was beyond despaired when she returned to find her love laying all alone and on the brink of death in the healers' den. As Velvetquince had refused help in fear of infecting anyone else she had ended up slowly withering away herself. With a soft smile on her face Omensky returned to her one last time, holding her gently in her paws and she closed her eyes for the last time.