{ kithood }

Orbweaverkit and his three siblings Sweetkit, Perchkit and Pearlkit were born on the 1st June 2020 to the two rather young warriors Morningwisp and Bogstrike, the litter having long been planned out and the couple overjoyed.
The young tom took more after his father in seriousness and inability to understand jokes, he preferred watching over his siblings and dragging them away from any trouble to cause instead of playing himself.

During their first moon of age a big red crack split the sky. Young Orbweaverkit was confused but felt like danger was looming over them, guarding his fearful siblings closely as their parents and his only brother Pikekit seized on the floor. Thankfully they mate survived, though not completely unharmed.
Others weren't so lucky, the healers and leaders of the clans even losing all their lives in one fellow swoop. As TroutClan's leader Loachstar did not wake, Riverwhisker took upon themselves the name of Riverstar and named Maplepike as deputy.
Fully awake during the time Orbweaverkit remembered the stars flashing, eyes looking down on him and a silent but nevertheless deafening scream, though he could not understand nor later on remember what it was saying.

A plethora of outsiders flooded the territories soon after the rift opening as the two-legs place was left in shambles.
Orbweaverkit was still too young to understand the extent of damage and the consequences, however he felt insecure witnessing the chaos around him.

He and his siblings just turned 3 moons old when the nearby two-leg place erupts in flames, many outsiders either going missing or being displaced. While some of the other clans decided to accept them within their ranks, TroutClan firmly attacked and chased away every one in sight. While his sisters were slightly disappointed in not getting any new playmates, both Orbweaverkit and Perchkit shared a sort of mistrust towards the outsiders.

During his late childhood, Orbweaverkit often bumped heads with another kit, younger than himself, called Silkkit. They were both stubborn, Orbweaverkit surprisingly entitled even at that time and his attitude seemed to rub off on the younger molly. For one he didn't want anything to do with her, nevertheless when he was apprenticed before he, he specifically soke her out to rub it into her face with a sneer.

{ apprenticehood }

Orbweaverpaw and his siblings were apprenticed, the young tom received Talldove as his mentor, a respected senior warrior of TroutClan. Curt and cold, she was rather stern and strictly reinforced his training times, instilling a sense of duty and primness in the young tom.

During their 9th moon, a patrol, of which Sweetpaw was part of, encountered a group of outsiders fleeing the destroyed twolegplace. Maplepike, the TroutClan deputy, died in the skirmish, along with multiple other warriors - and his sister Sweetpaw.
His sister's death turned Orbweaverpaw's distrust into hatred towards any outsider. TroutClan began attacking outsiders on sight which the bitter apprentice quite welcomed as consequence.
In Maplepike's honor Rowanflicker was named deputy despite still training Rapidpaw.

A moon later MoleClan scents began to pop up within other territories, including TroutClans. Some MoleClan cats were found trespassing and punished by Thornstar, which did only few for Orbweaverpaws wariness. He had started to distrust anyone outside of his clan, be that a loner, kittypet or a member of another clan - they were all a danger to his family, to his clan.

{ warriorhood }

Orbweaversnarl was named warrior after proving himself in various small battles, together with his littermates Perchleap and Pearlswipe. Though rather than pride, grief welled up in the siblings as Sweetpaw should have been standing next to them now.

Cats across the clans started to see strange occurances or hear strange voices, these happenings growing more and more common as times goes on, but Orbweaversnarl viewed those cats simply as delusional. He preferred fulfilling his duties over listening to idle gossip.

Rumors spread of cats able to control the elements, however most clan cats didn't believe those rumors, including 16 moon old Orbweaversnarl. At most it was suspicious to him how many odd things seemed to happen one after the other.

Two moons later, a Crowclan cat named Zoey was revealed to be "arcane touched" and able to control fire, however she set the forest on fire and forced CrowClan to flee their territory. Pigeoncaw died in The Burn, making Shadowstep acting leader.
TroutClan turned down CrowClan's plea to stay with the river, rejecting what they viewed as weakness.
There was no reason for Orbweaversnarl to disagree, he sneered at the pathetic forms of CrowClans cats. That was what they got for trusting an outsider in the first place. They made their bed, now they should lie in it.

MoleClan scent was found to be increasingly common across all territories, appearing at spontaneous locations, again. It had been a couple of moons since the last time, Orbweaversnarl turning 23 moons old around this time, however he still felt infuriated on how they shamelessly dared to intrude on his clan's territory.

Especially as soon enough his brother Perchleap was found dead near the border, his body strewn apart but the constant dampness having washed away any suspicious scent there could've been.

A moon later TroutClan cats started seeing strange shapes at the shoreline and echoes of distant songs. Riverstar went missing and was pronounced dead, leaving Rowanflicker to be named Rowanstar. She promoted Stornhoud to deputy.
Orbweaversnarl didn't believe in any supernatural phenomenons, instead he believed it were MoleClan cats sneaking about again and working with tricks, this time. To counter those he'd sign up for even more patrols than before.

As scents appeared in TroutClan territory, more patrols were ordered. Two young MoleClan warriors were caught stealing prey and Rowanstar ordered them to be killed, leaving their bodies at the borders as a message. For some reason MoleClan did not retialate. Maybe they'd finally learned that they were in the wrong? Or so, Orbweaversnarl surmised.

By now having grown mature and less prone to outbursts, Orbweaversnarl with 33 moons, was astonished by his parents giving birth to just another litter, even if only a single kit called Spicekit. Pearlswoop teased him about just having another thing to guard now but both siblings were worried as their mother, even in her obvious joy, seemed to grow weaker and weaker...
It didn't take long for Morningwisp to fully grow ill and succumb to death, much to the grief of the family. It hit especially Bogstrike heavily who grew more quiet by the day, gloomily staring at his youngest kit from a distance if not aimlessly wandering through the territory. With his father not being very helpful Orbweaversnarl felt obliged to take care of Spicekit, so his sibling would at least have some family around and be raised with the right environment.

At the same time he was given his first apprentice, Birchpaw, a rather good-hearted kid but with a disposition to being a pushover, one he intended to drive out of the young molly. Another duty to focus on.

Only a moon later his tempory position would become permanent as Bogstrike went missing along the river and was pronounced dead. Losing both of their parents so soon after another hit the now even smaller family hard, Pearlswoop losing her usual mirth and Orbweaversnarl... Well, he decided to focus on Spicekit, instead of drowning himself in sadness. He now had to be responsible for raising this youngest sibling of his as a worthy member of TroutClan, after all.

At a gathering during his 38th moon the stars started to glow like small moons before in a blinding light they came together, almost seeming to form a second moon. From that "second moon" dropped down a starry dame who introduced herself as "Silverpelt". She told the clans that she could no longer protect them, and the spirits of many Starclan cats began to reach into the minds of cats at the gathering sharing various prophecies. During the process due to the direct link to Starclan many cats became injured- blood pooling from their eyes, ears, mouths, or even becoming temporarily blinded by the sight of the spirit herself. Some cats even fell unconscious and had horrid nightmares, unable to awake until after the spirits leave.
Despite being part of the gathering Orbweaversnarl didn't quite understand the gibberish the starry cats were spouting. His head hurt and his fur rose in alarm. It didn't take long for the tom to turn and sprint back to camp, fearing for the safety of his siblings - the situation reminded him too much of what happened during his childhood, the rift opening.
➝ Before long the spirits including Silverpelt ascended back to the night sky. The rift reappeared from behind a cloud looking particularly enraged and inflamed. Had it not been for the many injured or unconscious cats one might've even doubted the occurance at all. But Orbweaversnarl was just relieved to find his family unharmed, if not confused.

During the gathering his former mentor Talldove went missing, a fact that was only noticed days later. Orbweaversnarl went out a few times, roaming the territory in search of them, in vain.

On the following moon a Troutlan patrol led by Pikefall and constisting of the warriors Floodfall, Perchlily and Silkencreek were lured in by a white pelted she-cat outsider who was found singing with a salmon rightfully belonging to Troutclan. The patrol confronted the outsider who leaped into the river to escape. In an effort to save the outsider Floodfall followed them in, only to find himself in an elaborate trap by two kelpies. The salmon changed shape into a tom kelpie and the two attacked Floodfall, it was only through the combined efforts of the rest of the patrol that he didn't drown.
If it were not for the bite size chunks missing in the warriors, Orbweaversnarl would not have believed the telling of their encounter after they returned.

Shortly after, on the same moon, his apprentice Birchpaw was named Birchscreech, after their loud voice and their engagement in battle. Though still kind at heart, the weak-willed apprentice was no longer, having developed into a righteous, assertive warrior of TroutClan, though at odds sometimes with Orbweaversnarl for some reason.

With an apprentice trained under his guidance and reaching over 40 moons, Orbweaversnarl was eventually promoted to senior warrior.