Flareblitz
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- 1 year, 1 month ago
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- SystemRaboot
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For most of his life, Flareblitz has always appeared to be a down to earth and compassionate cat. Many do not know the cat that came before, the hungry and lost and scared, and he’s content to keep it that way. He believes that there is no use dwelling on the past, when there is so much to look forward to now. He loves his clan and all of his clanmates with all his heart, and he tries not to be judgemental of any cat, save for if they’ve truly deserved it. He’s a total sweetheart, and a huge cuddle bug. If you need a source of heat during the winter, or just a cat to huddle up with at night, Flareblitz is the perfect cat to go to. However, he can be a bit dense, and isn’t the brightest or the most logical. He’s got a huge heart though, and while he may not be the most hard working, he’s certainly loyal to his clan and works to make sure everyone is doing alright.
He’s fairly supportive of Bloomclan’s government, believing that Dragonsun will find his footing eventually, and that Bloomclan just needs to have a bit more faith in him. Cicadasun had been made leader fairly young, now hadn’t she? No one seems to have an issue with her, and so he doesn’t understand all of the bad press surrounding Dragonsun. He tries his best to be as helpful as possible, understanding that the weight of the position must certainly be a lot, but aside from that he’s got full faith in Dragonsun and his team to make the right calls for Bloomclan.
- Rocks
- Plants
- Warm Weather
- Storms
- Snow
- Spiders
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Flareblitz was originally known as Marigold, being born a loner to his single mother, Tulip, and sister, Peony. Any mention of their father was immediately shot down, but it was clear that Tulip was not very fond of him. It was also clear that Tulip had very high expectations for how she wanted her kits to act. She expected both to be elegant, perfect little cats, perhaps even matching her own image. Peony adapted well to this- already having the benefit of looking like her mother, as well as a certain natural composure to her that allowed her to fit into her mother’s mold. Marigold, however, was much bigger, louder, and clumsier, and as such was seen as the problem kit by his mother. For moons he and his sister put up with their mother, not realizing that there was a world outside of the little camp they resided in. That was until a massive storm swept through the area. Marigold had convinced his sister to go hunting with him, and happily she’d accepted, unaware of the soon to be change in weather. The sky darkened as they traveled, and before they knew it rain spilled from the sky, muddying the ground. The two attempted to race home, but Peony ended up slipping, and tumbling down a rather large hill. Marigold worked his way down, but by the time he’d reached her, she was already dead, having hit her head harshly against a rock and sustaining multiple injuries from the fall.
After spending what felt like hours grieving, Marigold made it back home, carrying their sister’s body on their back. The sight threw Tulip into a rage, and she disowned Marigold, sending her immediately out of their home even despite the storm. The kit, barely even 8 moons at this point, spent a few days living in a hollowed out log, miserable and alone, before he realized that this would not be sustainable for much longer. He began to travel, wandering about in the hopes of finding something better…and that he did. Though, first, he ended up passing out just on the edge of Bloomclan territory out of both hunger and exhaustion. He was amazed when his eyes opened to see Bloomclan. A whole group of cats living and working together…it was so much bigger than the world he’d grown up in. He spent about a week or so in the medic’s den, regaining his strength and meeting any new faces that decided to check in on him. It was during that week that he decided that he wanted to stay…perhaps he hadn’t been good enough for his family, but maybe he could be good here, maybe even make it up to his sister in some way. And so he became Marigoldpaw, training under Skunkhiss to prepare to be a warrior and to learn more about clan life. At first, he was rather quiet, but as he grew to be more comfortable, a bit of his old loud and passionate self came out, and pretty soon it seemed as if he’d always been there. There was one thing still holding him back, however, and that was his name. He spent moons trying to figure out a new one, and landed on the prefix Flare, not for how cool it sounded, but for the meaning. A flare is a guiding, signaling light, and he hoped that he could be that for his new home. And so, after passing his warrior’s assessment, Marigoldpaw became Flareblitz, a proud addition to the clan.
However, he wasn’t fully done learning. Ever since he’d joined he’d found the idea of spelunkers to be fascinating, and after some deliberation, he decided to begin training as one. It was here that he developed his obsession with rocks, making sure to collect one for every expedition he went on. It was also here that he made quite a few friends, including the excitable Sweetkiss. The sudden passing of Cicadasun and the promotion of Dragonsun was certainly a lot, but Flareblitz hasn’t worried too much about it, trusting that the young tom will figure things out eventually, and that everyone will be there to support him if need be. (At least, that’s what he hopes for.) For now, Flareblitz is perfectly content, at peace with the dark beginnings of his past and looking forward to a brighter future. However, with things growing tenser and tenser every moon, will be be able to keep up that hope?
