Dappledfeather

A pale tan tabby with lighter stripes and blue/yellow heterochromia. After the fire in camp, she has a patch of fur missing on her tail from a burn scar and another burn scar on her paw.

A calm and loving cat who enjoys being close with her kin. She enjoyed collecting things to make her nest nice and soft.

Pre-RP

Dappledkit was a fun loving kit, always happy to find other kits to play with or her parents when possible. She loved chasing moss balls and racing around camp even if it meant getting under other cat's paws. As she became Dappledpaw she would excitedly begin her warrior training. While she had no dreams of becoming deputy or leader, she found herself with a goal of just being a great warrior who could help her clan.

A gentle cat at heart, she would earn her warrior name: Dappledfeather. The warrior loved the freedom of going on patrols and hunting on her own. She felt accomplished with her life as she went about serving her clan. She would catch the eye of a fellow warrior, Needletuft, who she found to be a loyal and brave warrior. After a while the two would become mates and she'd have Shadekit.

Dappledfeather was a loving and protective mother to her son, admiring how fast her was already growing. Trouble was stirring though and she became nervous as tensions between Shadow and Windclan rose. While her son was out of the nursery by the time the war started, she continued to fret over his safety after he became Shadepaw. Luckily for her, his mentor kept him out of the battles as best he could, keeping Shadepaw busy with hunting for the clan instead.

But tragically, Needletuft would lose his life early on in the battling. She mourned his loss but couldn't linger on it long. Dappledfeaher would soon rejoin the fighting until the seemingly endless moons of bloodshed would end after Wolfcatcher's death. Her son would bring some good news into her life when he received his warrior name, Shadestripe. Seeing how wonderfully her son had turned out was more than enough for her to start feeling happy again.

Peace never seemed to last though. Not long after Saffronstar became leader, a fire broke out in the old camp. Dappledfeather suffered burns, which healed in time, but would never fully recover from the smoke inhalation. Her concerns however, laid with her son who'd risked his life to make sure the queens and kits were out. It was a relief to see him recover and earn his new name, Scorchpelt. At least one of them could continue to be a warrior and she was glad it was him.

The damage from smoke inhalation keeps her from doing many warrior duties. Dappledfeather hasn't fully retired to the elder's den yet though, still helping around camp where she can and on days she's feeling up to it she'll hunt close to the camp. It makes her feel bad she can't do more but looking back on her life, she feels she's had a good run.

Was scared for her son after seeing the fox injury. However leafbare's harsh conditions saw her own health failing. Eventually she'd pass away after getting sick from a damaged immune system and hunger.