Heatherhop

There were three warriors within a small cat group before the clans were created, Heather was born to their mother, Lavender and lived within MoorClan's walls with their two mothers, Lavender and Poppy. Along side their mothers, they also lived with their father, Rose. The three cats lived together as part of their polyamorous family. Heather being their only kit. With all the parents that they had, Heather wasn't short of love from their family.

Despite being the only kit that was born to the family. They weren't the only kit that was born at the time. Despite the circumstances around the territories, two other families were able to give life to their own kits too. Giving life to Heather's Kithood friends, Clover and his brother Nettle. Also Heather's best friend, Peony. With the kits being so close the families aimed to raise the kits together. Seen as they were often together any moment of the day. It also helped the parents know that the kits were safe especially with all that went on outside of their little group of cats.

For the majority of Heather's kithood, they were mainly kept innocently unaware of what was going outside of the walls. Any time one of their mothers and/or father was out hunting they would be asked by young Heather what it was like out there? Only to be told a lie about how everyone got along out there just like they did in their group. When they retured baring new scars and wounds, Heather would be told that they had tripped while they were out or that they had a little scuffle with some of the local wildlife. Anything to keep the kits unaware of how rutheless it could be on the outside.

All of Heather's life they were always in awe with the stories of how is parents met and how they stayed together. They vowed that they too would find mates like that, and would have stories to tell their kits themself. His parents loved one another and Heather made their family complete.

It was finally time for the kits to leave the walls of their land and begin to learn to survive outside, their parents worried as they didn't want the kits to hate them for the lies about the world they were told, but they did it to keep them safe and innocent, rather than be hardened than so many cats were that lived out in the lands.

Over the coming moons, Heather would find themselves struggling with their identity. Not feeling entirely comfortable or thrilled with the pronouns that others were using for them. Being born a molly, it just didn't seem right for them. At first Heather would express their feelings to their best friend, Peony. She nodded and listened intently to Heather, at first she wasn't sure how to help her friend, till she remembered some news she heard some of the other cats in their group were talking about. She'd heard that there was a cat called Oleander, was born a shecat himself. Heather wasn't so sure about this, Oleander was a tom, he said so himself. Everyone called him he. Peony shrugged at this, telling them that's what she heard, and maybe it was worth bringing it up with him either way. So with their friend's words heavy in their head, Heather went to Oleander. The two would spend a long day together, where Oleander would tell Heather, that he was infact a shecat when he was born, but he believed it just didn't fit right. He also expressed how long it took for him to really figure out that he was a tom, telling Heather that he didn't come out as a Trans-Tom till a few moons after his warrior ceremony. He expressed that it was a tough time, it was emotional. But he was glad that Heather was starting to figure things out. Since then Oleander was one of the first cats Heather ever went to when it came to his identity. Till moons later, he came to his parents, expressing that he wanted to be a tom. Without as much as a heart beat his family embraced him accepting him for who he was, telling him that they'd love him no matter who he was and they'd help him with his journey in any way they could. Over time from then, Heather came out to his friends and his group-mates till it was just a fact that Heather, himself was a tom.

The dream happened when Heather grew into an adult. Something about it told him that he needed to leave his little group behind. That next day he talked about his dream to his parents, His friends, Peony and to Oleander. They told him that they had the same and similar dreams. While Heather Expressed that it felt like he needed to leave, the rest seemed hesitant about it. His parents especially suggesting he should stay. He did. For a while. But with each passing day the more his paws iched for him to spread his wings and fly further.

Till one day he gathered all in the group who were near and dear to him. Telling them that he really felt like he needed to go. He'd heard the rumours of the clans forming, he really tried to convince the others to come with him, the only ones who really seemed like they might were Peony and Oleander, yet even they chose to stay.

Disheartened but also somewhat excited for his new adventure, Heather travelled beyond all he had known, till he eventually made it to the newly established WisteriaClan. He asked them if he could join, telling them about how he had some dream and since then he needed to find them. He was accepted into the clan and was given the name Heatherhop. He's excited for his new life, but he still hopes to see the faces from his old group again.

RP BEGINS