Peanut

basic description > Small, brown colorpoint she-cat with blue eyes and a long, slim tail
build > Slender with long legs, short stature, long and narrow face, and a slim tail
fur description > Short and easily manageable
breeds > Moggy
height > 21 cm
weight > 6.6 lbs

voice > Máiréad Carlin
scent > Cat Grass and Catnip

scars > N/A
accessories > Kittypet Collar
banned traits > N/A

Positive Traits
positive >
    >> Energetic > Full of energy and spunk, it's rare to see Peanut sleeping or even sitting down. She never seems to run out of steam, making her a force to be reckoned with.
    >> Friendly > Peanut gets along with anyone and everyone. She's wonderful at breaking the tension and lightening the mood, and it's hard to hold anything against her because of her friendly and open atmosphere. After all, friends are better than enemies.
    >> Optimistic > Even when life seems at the lowest of the low, Peanut finds the light in everything. She always tries to stay positive for both her sake and the others around her, and it seems to work for her as the purr in her throat never seems to disappear.

neutral >
    >> Independent > Although she needs more help than she wants to admit, Peanut won't accept it. She likes to work alone and show what she can do on her own rather than let others take all the credit. She is pretty bad when it comes to working with others when she has to and ends up trying to take leadership because of it.
    >> Whimsical > Her mind is quite scatterbrained as she tries to do multiple things at once. She runs around wanting to do too much in such a short span of time and often ends up wasting more time trying to figure out how to do everything than actually doing something.
    >> Outspoken > She loves to speak her mind as honestly as possible, which, for her, often means harsh criticism and blunt realism. Even if she was told to lie, she would end up slipping up and tell the truth, which can be used at her disadvantage.

negative >
    >> Meddlesome > Most things are not Peanut's business, but she'll make it her business anyway. She loves to know anything and everything about others, even if they don't want her to know. She can become quite bothersome because of how much she wants to include herself in others' problems.
    >> Stubborn > A hard head comes with a hard mind, and Peanut is no exception. She seems hard to get along with as she argues a lot about her opinion is right. Even when she knows she's wrong, Peanut will continue to try and prove herself or justify what she does.
    >> Careless > She jumps into things without thinking, and it often costs her. Her body moves a lot faster than her mind does, and by the time that Peanut realizes her mistake, it's too late. She causes trouble all the time because of this, but can never seem to correct her problem of acting without much thought put into said actions.

Parents
 parents >
    >> Chestnut > Cinammon tom with white paws and green eyes > Played by Melontine > Deceased
    >> Echo > Tan-and-white she-cat with blue eyes > NPC Kittypet

siblings >
    >> Tiramisu > Chocolate she-cat with high white and green eyes > Played by Winter5587 > Alive

mate >
    >> Rose > Red tabby she-cat with yellow eyes > Played by Spacecat011 > Deceased

kits >
    >> N/A

extended >
    >> Owlheart > Paternal Grandmother > Brown colorpoint she-cat with blue eyes > Played by Sn0wbranch > Alive
    >> Rainy > Paternal Grandfather > Gray tabby tom with green eyes > NPC > ???

    >> Falconscreech > Uncle > Gray tabby trans-tom with green eyes > Played by Sn0wbranch > Deceased
    >> Ravenfrost > Uncle > Black tom with a lighter undercoat and green eyes > Played by ScorcherSoldier > Deceased
    >> Magpieflight > Uncle > Black pointed tom with blue eyes > Played by GlaceonSky > Deceased
    >> Finchbreeze > Aunt > Cinammon colorpoint tabby she-cat with blue eyes > Played by codesii > Alive
    >> Flickercloud > Nini > Brown tabby cat with green eyes > Played by peeperonipip > Deceased
    >> Quailmeadow > Nini > Ginger colorpoint tabby cat with green eyes > Played by TheArtfulGeek > Deceased
    >> Shrikefoot > Uncle > Gray colorpoint tabby tom with blue eyes > Played by Spacecat011 > Deceased

    >> Rootcry > Cousin > Brown she-cat with a bobbed tail and blue eyes > Played by peeperonipip > Deceased
    >> Poppysnap > Cousin > Tortoiseshell she-cat with white spotting and blue eyes > Played by Melontine > Alive
    >> Thistleflame > Cousin > Gray tom with white speckling and green eyes > Played by codesii > Alive
    >> Lilypetal > Cousin > Dilute spotted caliby she-cat with green eyes > Played by xXCloudie-SkiesXx > Deceased
    >> Blackstrike > Cousin > Black tom with white paws and blue eyes > Played by Spacecat011 >d Deceased
  >> Martenfang > Cousin > Brown colorpoint she-cat with a twisted paw and amber eyes > Played by RubyRose364 > Alive
  >> Quailbelly > Cousin > Beige and brown pointed rosette molly with green eyes > Played by Mothfluttter > Alive
  >> Rabbitlily > Cousin > Cream and brown pointed tabby tom with blue eyes > Played by drakkeosaur > Alive

    >> Crocuskit > First Cousin Once Removed > Brown colorpoint tabby she-cat with blue eyes > Played by Sn0wbranch > Alive
    >> Bellflowerkit > First Cousin Once Removed > Cream colorpoint tabby she-cat with turquoise eyes > Played by SnorlaxJax > Alive
    >> Cygnetkit > First Cousin Once Removed > Gray-and-white colorpointed tabby she-cat with mismatched blue eyes > Played by halcyon0211 > Alive
    >> Frogletkit > First Cousin Once Removed > Brown colorpoint tabby tom with green eyes and a bobbed tail > Played by Melontine > Alive

kittypet [ 0 - 8 moons] >
    Peanut was born shortly after her older sister, Tiramisu, to the kittypets Chestnut and Echo. She was known for letting out the loudest wail that her twolegs had ever heard come from a cat. Since her birth, she has been a force to be reckoned with, as she causes chaos all around the twoleg den, even before she was able to walk. She tries to drag her sister into her messes, and she runs her father exhausted with her boundless energy.
    Peanut was quick to get on her twolegs' nerves. Even from a young age, she would get into places where she wouldn't be allowed, break some valuables, and cause some of the biggest messes they would have to clean up. But she couldn't help it. Being a kittypet was so boring, and her energy didn't permit the small space of the den to have consequences for not being enough for her. She would often get in trouble, being put in the twolegs' version of 'time-out', which often included secluding her to a room until she calmed down. But 'calm' was not in Peanut's vocabulary, and the moment she was released again, she would only cause more problems. And she only got worse as she got older. To try and calm his hyperactive daughter down, Chestnut would tell Peanut stories of his life as a warrior of CloudClan. He explained things from the clan traditions to his kin in the clan to some of his own adventures as a clan cat. What he didn't realize was that it only excited Peanut more. She wanted to know more. Her questions were unrelenting as she yearned for more knowledge, to the point that Chestnut promised he would take her and Tiramisu to the CloudClan camp when they got older. Peanut couldn't wait for that day.
   Their visit did not disappoint Peanut, either. When Peanut and Tiramisu were well into their second moon, Chestnut brought them to CloudClan to meet their extended family. Peanut was far more excited and prepared for the day than her sister, and despite the looks some of cats gave her and her kin, she had no issue going up to the apprentices and warriors with glee to learn more. She loved being outside on the open moor, despite the cold, and every one of the clan cats seemed so nice! Well, almost every one of them. A couple of them, more specifically a gray tom and a blue-gray she-cat, irritated her. Told her she could never be a warrior. However, this just gave Peanut all the more incentive to prove them wrong. Peanut never stopped talking about CloudClan and how they cool they were on their way back to the twoleg den. She wasn't looking forward to being locked up in the den again, getting in trouble for every little thing she did. All she had to hold onto was her hope of proving those cats wrong and that she can become a warrior.
    Most of her moons as a kitten were uneventful aside from getting in trouble. Peanut's clear dislike of being a kittypet slowly became more evident as she attacked the twolegs feet and tore up the house. Her terrorization was temporarily paused when Chestnut's brother, Ravenfrost, came to visit. She was curious about him, though wary. She had remembered from their visit to CloudClan and how her grandmother, Owlheart, stated that Ravenfrost was no longer a part of the family. Though he seemed okay... she still couldn't bring herself to fully trust him.
    And then Peanut brought down the truth on Chestnut. She was unhappy as a kittypet. She had felt out of place since their visit with CloudClan, where she was happier and had never felt more in tune with her surroundings. After a long talk with her father, Peanut announced that she would be leaving to join CloudClan's ranks on her eighth moon. She knew it would be hard, not just for her, but for her father and her sister. Her goodbye with Tiramisu was even harder on Peanut. She was close to her sister, so to leave her felt like she was leaving a piece of herself behind. But she also knew that Tiramisu wasn't like Peanut, and that her place was there with their father and their twolegs. After saying her goodbyes, Peanut bid her old life farewell as she made her way back the way she knew to CloudClan, mentally preparing herself to become a warrior.

apprenticeship [ 8 - 14 moons ] >
    Despite having only been there once before, Peanut had little issues finding her way back to the CloudClan camp. She didn't meet opposition on her way, though she internally feared opposition when she got there. After all, her young mind never forgot the words of those cats from her first visit. So she was genuinely surprised--and overly excited--when the leader of CloudClan, Goldenstar, agreed to let her join the clan. She was told she would have to go through apprenticeship, as she was both young and completely inexperienced. She agreed vigorously, prepared to get started right then and there.
    Before she could, though, she was asked about her name. Did she want to keep her kittypet name, that her twolegs subjected her to when she was born? There was a time when she was young that she questioned why she was named Peanut. She never understood it, and it made her all the more ready to throw the name away. So, she asked if she could be called Thrasherpaw. She remembered the name as the name Chestnut would have given her had she been born in the clans. She connected with the name, and it gave her a sense of feeling like her father wasn't as far as he really was. Goldenstar approved of the name and, with a more official ceremony, gave her the mentor Brookshine. Finally, Peanut--Thrasherpaw--was a clan cat! And she couldn't wait to learn the ways of CloudClan and become a warrior.
    Her first moon at CloudClan was full of excitement. On top of her training, she got to experience a new leader coming into power when Goldenstar decided to step down and his deputy, Ashspark, became leader. She also got to meet her cousins--Ravenfrost's kits. She didn't quite know how to react to them, being that she felt Ravenfrost was alright when it was clear his kits thought otherwise. One kit in particular, though, she seemed to get along with. This was Thistlekit, the only tom-kit of the litter. He was feisty and hard to get along with, yet Thrasherpaw did her best and eventually became one of his few friends. She enjoys spending time with her little cousin, even if he's a bit prickly to deal with, and he makes for a good first friend in CloudClan.
    Training was another story for Thrasherpaw. Hunting seemed like a breeze, given that Thrasherpaw enjoyed the idea of hunting back as a kittypet. Fighting, though, was different. It wasn't that she disliked it--in fact, she was thrilled at the idea of a fight--but he small size and lack of weight made things a bit harder. Thankfully, Brookshine wasn't much bigger than her, and the two worked together to teach Thrasherpaw more about using her size to her advantage than seeing it as a problem. She still prefers to hunt, though.
    For a while, Thrasherpaw's life in the clans was smooth sailing. She got to watch her cousins become apprentices, train hard with her new friends and family, and she even got to see Ravenfrost return to CloudClan! Everything seemed to be going perfectly when Wildstar, the leader of EmberClan, decided to come crashing down on Thrasherpaw's dreams. She declared war on CloudClan for prey stealing, and then the other clans got involved, too, MarshClan siding with EmberClan and HailClan taking CloudClan's. Thrasherpaw, having not yet mastered the warrior code, didn't fully understand the issue, but she knew one thing: war was upon them, and the warrior life was suddenly about to get a lot less pretty.
    Thankfully, the war didn't bother Thrasherpaw or much of any other cat in CloudClan for the rest of her apprenticeship. She was thankful to see two apprentices that had disappeared shortly after she joined CloudClan return and become warriors. She even made a new friend that wasn't in her family; Rowanflame. She was a pretty she-cat, and Thrasherpaw was excited to make friends with the new warrior. Maybe she could give her some pointers on her training and being a warrior beforehand, so Thrasherpaw began to spend more time with her new friend. If she wasn't with Rowanflame or training with Brookshine, she was with her cousin, Thistlepaw, keeping him in check. Her last few moons of apprenticeship seemed lackluster, but in Thrasherpaw's eyes, they were the best moons.

warriorhood [ 14 moons - 25 moons ] >
    Finally, it was time. Thrasherpaw spent the six long moons training for this moment; it was time for her to become a warrior of CloudClan. She had dreamed of this since the first time that Chestnut had told her about the clans and his life with them back in that twoleg den. And now she got to live that dream.
    Thrasherpaw was given the name Thrasherwing and became an official warrior. Her first instinct after becoming a warrior was to tell her father and sister, but of course, she couldn't. So that changed to her telling Rowanflame, who of course was present and knew, but it didn't make Thrasherwing any less happy or proud of herself. She only wished that happiness could've lasted.
    Not long after her warrior ceremony, Thrasherwing got into her first fight. Thistlepaw had been antagonized to attack a MarshClan patrol, involving the entire CloudClan patrol. Thrasherwing was going to collect her bee-brained cousin and drag him back to camp, but instead, saw the opportunity to prove herself a CloudClan warrior. She found herself in battle with another young MarshClan warrior, quite possibly younger than herself. Though it wasn't much a battle, but more a dance. The two warriors were fleeting and hardly laid a paw on each other, Thrasherwing often dodging the large tom and amusing the both of them. She was genuinely enjoying herself, despite knowing it was a battle. That was all lost, though, when the tom suddenly abandoned the battle to chase after a voice. Thrasherwing, confused, followed him, but she wished she didn't. At the end of that path was a body; thankfully, it wasn't a CloudClan cat or any cat she knew. But that didn't make it any less painful to see the dying cat, who the MarshClan warrior she was previously fighting was now fighting for. She was able to put two and two together to see it was parent and child, or children, as another came to help. This was the reality of being a warrior. There was fighting, and there was death. And it was not fun.
    Thrasherwing ran from the battle after that, too surprised by the scene to do anymore. She was thankful to see most of the other CloudClan cats returned, too, especially her cousins. But the loss of Stormygloom, an older CloudClan warrior and Thistlepaw's mentor, impacted the clan more than she thought. And then Rabbitpaw died from her wounds from the battle, too, and Flowersmoke was stuck in the medicine den. Was this really what war was about? Thrasherwing wasn't concerned about herself, but she was certainly concerned about her loved ones: Owlheart, her uncles, her cousins, Rowanflame. Everyone else. She was afraid of the war, but her fears for others overpowered her own concern, making her more determined to serve her clan in the war. But she still needed to get it off of her chest. So she went to the one place where she could, and that was Chestnut. Yet... she couldn't tell him. Not yet, when he and Tiramisu seemed so happy. Still, it was wonderful to see and catch up with him. It made her feel better, even if just a bit.
    As the war raged on in the background, other things happened back in CloudClan--both good and bad. Her cousin, Thistlepaw, became a warrior by the name of Thistleflame alongside his sisters, Rootcry, Poppysnap, and Lilypetal. Apprentices were made and assigned their mentors, meaning the clan was thriving, if only a little. But good things came to an end as the war continued to catch up with them. More cats lost their lives to the war, including a new apprentice named Chicorypaw and Swiftwind, a young warrior. It seemed like the war would never get better as Deerhop was returned to camp from a border battle with heavy wounds and it was announced an old CloudClan cat, Moth-heart, had been killed. Were things ever going to get better?
    The day came that Ravenfrost met his own end. His body was found on the border of CloudClan and MarshClan. It was clear by the blood and mess that he died fighting, but who? No one was quite sure, but it could be hinted at by Sandstar's sudden taking to the leadership position of MarshClan as he pulled them out of the war. On one paw, this made Thrasherwing happy. This meant CloudClan no longer had a solid enemy on one border, and their other border was HailClan, their allies. But on the other paw, would this make EmberClan more desperate for the fight? She was only thankful that they didn't have to find out the hard way.
    Not long after Sandstar's ascension to leadership, EmberClan, too, had a change in leaders. It was announced that Wildstar was driven out of the clan, and Reedstar, previously Reedshine, had stepped up and become leader. And, with their new leadership, EmberClan declared the war over. It was a gleeful day, indeed, but the melancholic atmosphere didn't disallude to anyone. Cats were still dead, broken, and beaten, and it would take time for the clans to return to their lives, but at least they were at the first step of recovery.
    Thrasherwing decided to go and visit her father again after the war had ended. She was ready to tell him everything now, though it still hurt to tell him that his brother had died in the war. It was painful even reminiscing on the way that his body had been found and his confession to being the reason that the war had even started. But, at the same time, Thrasherwing felt better telling Chestnut and finally getting the weight off of her shoulders. She felt like she could go home to the clan with a new start, ready to work hard to help restore them to their former glory.
    Turns out, that would be a long and difficult journey for CloudClan. The first few moons consisted of ups and downs. For one, Thrasherwing received her first apprentice in Fogpaw! She was ecstatic to be given the opportunity to mentor the young tom and was looking forward to doing so. So it was truly devastating for her when Fogpaw didn't make it to warriorhood, having passed away a few moons later in the tunnels. Lilypetal, too, had died in that timespan in the tunnels, as well. At least, that was assumed, though her body was never found. During this time, more apprentices were named and given mentors, and CloudClan had even gained a new warrior in Martenfang, who was previously a HailClan warrior. This excited Thrasherwing, as she later learned the young she-cat was actually her cousin. She welcomed the former HailClan warrior with open paws and, alongside Thistleflame, the three cousins became inseparable. The clan finally seemed to be on the right track of recovery, despite losses on the road.
    Then Ashstar lost a life, and then later disappeared. His disappearance seemed to be the rock that would cause the ripple effect of the lake. Alongside Ashstar, CloudClan lost a couple of other warriors, and even Ashstar's young daughter Nightingalekit. It was a true tragedy for the clan, but they had to go on. Sparkclaw became their new leader by the name of Sparkstar, and she chose Starlingfeather for her deputy. But this setup, too, did not last long, when Sparkclaw suddenly lost both of her lives to a monster while on patrol. With just a moon of experience, Starlingfeather had suddenly become leader of CloudClan, and it was time for him to announce his own deputy.

deputyship [ 25 moons - 36 moons ] >
    When the time came for Starlingstar to name his deputy, Thrasherwing had thought of possible candidates. Flowersmoke seemed like the most worthy in her eyes, especially with his experience. There was also Leafdrift, who had gone through a lot with the loss of his first apprentice and his journey but had so much to teach in his time outside of the clan. So you could only imagine Thrasherwing's immediate surprise when he announced her as his deputy. Of course, she was flattered but... why? She was not clanborn, and the only apprentice she has had died before he even received his warrior name. She was about to refuse, thinking she was in no way ready for the position, but there were words of encouragement from her surrounding family and friends that brought her the courage to accept.
    And as always, once she did, the first cat she had to tell was her father. It was quite possibly the fastest she's ever run before, and by the time she made it to Chestnut's den, she was out of breath and had to take a breather before she could even get a word out. Telling her father of her accomplishments felt so much better than telling him of the hardships, and she couldn't have done it all without his encouragement and positivity. Seeing him gave her the courage that she could be deputy, and she went back to camp with a new view of her position.
    Turns out, being deputy was just up Thrasherwing's alley. She filled the role quite comfortably, and her groove for her responsibilities came naturally. And she never let the position get to her head, as she still wanted to be treated as she was previously as if she never got the position in the first place. She took time out of her busy days to pester Thistleflame and hang out with Martenfang, or she would laze around in the sun with Rowanflame like old times. It was like she was back to when she first joined the clan, just with a few more duties. Life was finally looking up.
    The first few moons of her duty as deputy were quite easy. There wasn't much out of the ordinary, thank StarClan. CloudClan deserved this much-needed break. Then the strange things began to happen. First was the epidemic. Whitecough and greencough had begun to hit the clans hard, starting with HailClan and then gradually spreading to the other three. It made leafbare harder than usual, and then it continued into newleaf. It only became harder as it began to take lives, including Falconscreech's mate, Mottledfoot, Thrasherwing's auncle, Flickercloud, and even her rowdy cousin, Rootcry. It all hurt, so much.
    And then the eagle attack happened. At the time, Thrasherwing had been out on patrol, oblivious to the chaos that had occurred in camp. When she returned with her patrol, the clan was in distress, yelling and tending to what looked like to be shock. Thrasherwing pulled aside a warrior to ask what had happened, and they said an eagle had found its way into the camp. The eagle had gone for the kits, but Swansong had protected them and, in turn, been snatched up herself and taken away. Thrasherwing's heart lurched at that noise. It was one thing for a bird of prey to take a kit or even an apprentice, but a full-grown warrior? If what was said was true, then Swansong was gone. Now she understood why everyone was so distraught. Such a heartbreaking event to have unraveled, and when the leader and deputy were both out at the time. It made Thrasherwing feel terrible, especially for Cougarblaze and the kits, for having to have witnessed that.
    Shortly after this, HailClan had come to CloudClan looking for aid. It was one thing for a few warriors, but when the whole clan showed up? Something must have happened. And something, indeed, happened; turns out, the recent rainfall had caused HailClan's territory to flood, and their camp was completely destroyed. With nowhere to go, they turned to CloudClan in hopes to have a play to stay. Albeit a bit reluctantly, Starlingstar and the rest of CloudClan agreed to help them out, and it was a race to make room for the other clan in their camp. It was quite exhausting, but thankfully, Swantuft was easy to work alongside for Thrasherwing, making things significantly easier for them as they worked together to help their clans. It was cramped and in no way comfortable, but they would make it work while they had to.
    They made it work, somehow, for the most of the time that HailClan was there. They only had to stay for a moon, thankfully. Though, before they could leave, Kitestar suddenly lost his second life and passed. After a brief investigation, cats discovered there were deathberries in the rabbit he had eaten, killing him. It shocked both clans. Who could've done that to him? It sure didn't help CloudClan any, though they would never do such a thing to the leader of their allies! Nonetheless, life continued. Swantuft became Swanstar, and he appointed Robinear, a cat closer to Thrasherwing's age, for his deputy. She was a lot harder to work with for the remainder of the time that HailClan was with them, and it made Thrasherwing all the happier when they finally left.
    Finally, CloudClan could return to their lives. Around the same time that HailClan had left, the epidemic drastically improved in CloudClan. Cats that had been suffering from whitecough and greencough were recovering, and fewer cases were appearing. Things seemed to be finally looking up for everyone. Though, of course, that was a bit too much to ask for.
    It was about half a moon after HailClan had left. Maybe longer. Thrasherwing was out on patrol with some of her clanmates. It had been some time since she got to join a patrol herself, and she was quite looking forward to it. They were out checking the borders between MarshClan and the twoleg place, which they didn't often check but thought it would be good after all of the strange happenings. Thrasherwing thought it would have been any normal day of marking the borders and then going home completely exhausted from the trek. But it wasn't. In fact, it was much worse.
    The patrol was met with two familiar faces. Well, familiar to Thrasherwing. One was Dropletshine, and who wasn't happy to see Dropletshine? Everyone loved them so much. But the other... it was Chestnut! Thrasherwing's father was en route to visit the clan, and they had just happened to run into him. They rejoiced in this visit, though Chestnut changed the topic to why he was there; there was a CloudClan cat that had been visiting the twoleg place. This confused Thrasherwing, as well as the rest of the patrol. No CloudClan cat was sent to the twoleg place. At least, not by Starlingstar or Thrasherwing. What could they be doing there? Thrasherwing went in to start asking further questions, but before they could get much farther, the sound of barking in the distance was heard. Even without having to look, they all knew too well what that noise was: Dogs.
    A small pack of dogs came running from the twoleg place and straight for the group of cats. The patrol ended up scattering in chaos, unsure of what to do. Thrasherwing tried to take control, but it was pointless. No one listened to her. They tried to stand their ground and fight while Dropletshine ran to CloudClan's camp to get reinforcements. But the dogs were cruel--at least, two of them were, and one at its worst. Both apprentices on the patrol ended up getting badly injured, with Gustpaw's leg clearly not looking right. Martenfang, too, had been pretty injured in the attack. Shrikefoot and Thrasherwing seemed to be the only two unscathed. As for Chestnut... the last sight Thrasherwing had of him alive was being shaken vigorously by a dog, as if he was the dog's plaything. Chestnut had died before the reinforcements came, who chased off the dogs. But nothing else mattered to Thrasherwing. She was quick to bring herself to Chestnut's side, try and chide a sound out of him, anything. But there was nothing. He was gone. Grief-stricken, Thrasherwing requested the rest of her clanmates return home so that she may mourn. And they did. She was all alone on the moor with her father's body.
    She spent the remainder of that day grieving, nestled at her father's side as the heat of his body gradually disappeared. When the sun had begun to set, she found a place on the moor to bury Chestnut. She had no decorations for his grave, having been too swallowed up by her grief. So, she offered him the flowers that she had just replaced on her head; two daisies and a lily. There was nothing else she could do for him now. But someone had to tell Tiramisu that her father was never coming home.
    Thrasherwing didn't go back to CloudClan that day. She took the long, weary trek back into the twoleg place and to the old den she used to live in. Normally, she would wait outside in the garden to be greeted. But this was different. There was no waiting. Instead, Thrasherwing went into the den to find her sister, who had been waiting patiently for Chestnut to come home. Her heart ached to see her sister. It had clearly been a long time since she had last seen her; she was missing a leg, and she had scars on her face. How did this happen to her? Where did the time go? Thrasherwing should have visited more. Telling her sister that their father had died... it felt even harder retelling it to her than experiencing it. It made her re-experience it all again. And her sister's reactions only made it hurt more. Her sister... she was all alone in that den now. Just the thought of it made her heart break more. No, she wouldn't be alone. Thrasherwing decided she would stay with her sister and become a kittypet again, and no one was going to change her mind. She, admittedly, knew she would not be happy with that choice, but it felt like, at the time, Tiramisu was all she had left. She was not about to abandon her again.
    She didn't go back home to say anything. She felt she couldn't face the clan with the way she was now. Besides, they will pick a new deputy, and eventually, she'll be forgotten. It would all be okay. So she turned to her old twolegs, and for the first time in seasons, she heard her old name again. Peanut.

kittypet [ 36 moons - present ] >
   She was accepted back into the family pretty quickly. It seemed the twolegs were happy to have her back, so much so that they had instantly gone back out and gotten her a new collar. The thing fit her a bit too perfect, and although it drove Peanut crazy, she didn't bother with it. After all, she was still working hard to get over her grief. Rather, she focused all of her energy on being with Tiramisu and forgetting CloudClan. This was her life now.