🎀🍰 ANGELBREATH 🌸🪞

angelbreath | swanclan | warrior | she/her | AFAB | cornish rex

aroace lesbian (feels some aesthetic attraction to women, but isn’t interested in a sexual or romantic relationship) | a lithe albino molly with curly, wing-like fur. very slim, tall build and a long, luscious tail. wears a crown of golden leaves around head. very sharp, angular face with soft, thick eyelashes and tall ears. wing-like shoulder skin caused by cutaneous asthenia mutation | seldom speaks, very vague. believes that she is a cat created by the angels above which resulted in her soft white coat and wing-like mutation. very spiritual and superstitious. they do not seek out conversation, but will not avoid it either. speaks very softly and with an elegant lull to her voice. does not give a mouse’s tail about her clan or clanmates, only the will of the angels. she looks for omens and signs in anything she can find.

a tall albino she-cat with a wing-like shoulder mutation. (cutaneous asthenia)

Angelbreath always knew that she was a divine being sent from the very angels inhabiting the skies above her head; the wing-like fur that her adorned her slender shoulders paired with her sweet cream curled coat proved it. In fact, it riddled her perplexed to experience the shun her inferiors showed her. When a small white kitten told her family that she knew by the angel's will she was a goddess, none seemed keen to believe her. Angelbreath expected just this, however. After all, that's exactly why her superiors sent her from the skies into this lively, albeit filthy ground floor - to rekindle the flame of faith that the campfires within each cat in SwanClan lacked. 

It wasn't as easy as she had anticipated, being an angel and all. Indeed, she soon realized that her elegant and poised wings were little more than a burden upon her shoulders - literally - dragging her down rather than aiding her in flight as they once had. It didn't help either that her divine pearly white coat paired with her rosey fawn eyes were undeniably sensitive to the fiendish light source that the very roots underneath her paws depended on - the sun. These once-angelic features differentiated her from her clanmates more even than her superior status, and she found herself - a right goddess - being mistreated by the cats she was sent down to protect. Each day as she was battered and berated from her inferiors she understood better and better why she was sent with the objective to optimally fix these feral barbarian excuses for felines.

Known to everyone but Angelbreath herself, the albino molly was not an angel; nor was she sent down from the real ones to overlook the clans themselves. One particular molly cat, though named Crestfallen couldn't bear to allow her clanmates to belittle the tall pearly white cat simply for being different and perhaps being a teensy bit full of herself. Attempts were made to befriend the lithe albino, albeit little progress was ever made when it came to interacting with Angelbreath. It was worth noting that Angelbreath was not a sweet peach, but the opposite; she despised her clan and those within it, and refused to do simple religious things such as thank the angels for SwanClan prey, regarding the belief that she was an angel herself, which rubbed most of her clanmates the wrong way.

It is worth mentioning that Angelbreath did, in short, end up returning some kind of tolerance and equity towards Crestfallen, making the albino's companion's death by homicide a bitter surprise. After Crestfallen was revealed in a dream unknowingly inhabited by the angel herself to be training within the confines of the Devil's Forest, Angelbreath, in a godly rage, took Crestfallen hostage within her dream realm and proceeded to drown her in the purest Holy Water. Crestfallen proceeded to ascend as an angel herself into the heavens. The same cannot be said, unfortunately, for Angelbreath. Preceeding her descension to the Devil's Forest, Angelbreath was given a trial within the Angels' Palace, where she was hand selected to descend into the Devil's claws on account of second degree murder as well as the obvious treason of impersonating Their Divineliness. 

After Angelbreath was found in the warrior's den suffocating Crestfallen to her death with an angel's trumpet flower, the cats of SwanClan took it upon themselves to be rid of this angelic devil once and for all, burning her at a stake in what was some sort of sick event, taken place in twolegplace where Angelbreath suffered in a less-than-divine deathbed within a twoleg dumpster fire. Her ashes were said to be white.