Rushkit's birth was promised everything; born to a loving couple, alongside their surrogate. She was promised love, a safe haven, comfort. If only her parents had not died before Rushkit's birth, in a war Rushkit had no idea he was apart of. They served Blizzardclan, even in death, as their bodies were crucial in discovering that Bloomclan was to blame.

KITHOOD

Rushkit is born, and soon told that she had lost everything, everything and more, due to some petty rivalry that hailed from beyond her time. It twisted Rushkit. his surrogat is an a parent to them... but she grows weak with her grief, the last embers of her life wasted on loving her brother and his partner litter. Despite the effort of medics, her surrogate passes the day before their apprenticeship.

APPRENTICESHIP

Apprenticed to a loyal warrior of Blizzardclan, although unnotable in todays era, Rushspore worked hard - and stayed neutral. An underdog by nature. And this is where Dovepaw first caught their eye. Shrikepaw was the more popular of the brothers; even as kids, yet Rushpaw found his pelt warming around Dovepaw’s. They were a nobody, Rushpaw knew this, but maybe if they could manage to speak to Dovepaw; they could be nobodies together? Rushpaw continued their apprenticeship without saying anything; being unable to, and when the time for his name come, the apprentice had only one request of Vinemoon.

The name Rushspore. A symbol of poison, a reminder to never forget her parents.

ADULTHOOD

Peace would not be kept. Vinemoon is discovered dead. Supposedly by fallen rocks ... Although Rushspore cannot be sure, it thinks the air stinks of Bloomclan. Vinemoon death brings more tragedy. Bloomclan takes hostages, and amongst them is HIS BROTHER. Rushspore’s little remaining family mourns deeply. It’s six moons before Rush sees her sibling once more. Six, long moons, spent in grief and tragedy. All Rushspore can do is work. It’s here that he discovers his talent - no one expects that plain cat to do something. The unimposing brown tabby, to be a spy beneath it all. She grew up suffering for being an underdog, undetectable, but now she was somebody. Now they could save their sibling. Six moons, and Rushspore is a part of the battle to regain the hostages. Less of a battle, and more of a mad dash to avoid an avalanche. He runs…and runs…but his siblings are not fast enough. They are snuffed out by the snow. It nearly takes Rushspore, but by the skill of the medic, it keeps its life. A cost of the leg but.. her remaining siblings wished they were afforded that same luck. Not in vain. Never in vain. For Scarletsun is dead. It’s quiet. When it is just Deerstomp and Rushspore. A large family, reduced to nothing.

Disapointment follows Rushspore throughout life ... Shrikeclaw likely to become deputy, the favortism from kithood running deeper than Rushspore could ever expect... But Shrikeclaw would never be given such a chance. Dovetail returns, bloody and beaten, with news of Shrikeclaw’s death. And finally, it falls together again. Dovetail is deputy. Although Crescentmoon’s passing in later moons is heart-wrenching, Rushspore is thrilled to see Dovemoon ascend. Rushspore is entrusted with Icypaw, Dovemoon’s daughter, as an apprentice. It is an honor like no other. Mentor and apprentice got along great, and as the moon wore on, Rushspore began to consider Icypaw as his own daughter. It would never voice this, but never needed to, as in later moon Icywater asked it to be a part of her kit life. Rushspore is overjoyed; unable to deny Icywater; but heartbreak srikes one more. It’s one after the other. Deerstomp is killed in a hunting accident. Then Icywater passes in labor. There is no one left to pick her up.

Rushspore must pick herself up. It’s long that they recede into themselves, only coming out to play with the little Iciclekit, the last piece of Icywater. But it never lasts. Iciclepaw is gone. Rushspore is close to dashing into a Blizzard himself in the source of the apprentice, but only stays behind to comfort Dovemoon. It’s many moons before they see Iciclepaw once more, an apprentice of Bloomclan. Rushspore cannot be more disappointed.

In the time of rebellion, Rushspore stuck close to Dovemoon. Ever order is followed without fail. Jealously peaks, but Rushspore is quick to squash them down. Dovemoon is right. Dovemoon is just. When the battle came, Rushspore fought Hailcoat and Foxthorn. Then, Whirlpool, and they are forced to watch their love die. Lambsong strips her name and titles her 'Tonguetears.' Rushspore refuses to use it.

EXILED

Rushspore is alone. At her age, that only spells tragedy.