Blackstrike

kithood [ 0 - 6 moons ] >
    Littlekit is the first born of the first litter of Finchbreeze, a Hailclan queen who is also a former Cloudclanner, and Batspark.  The pair used to be mates but discovered that they worked better as friends. His was named after his very small size, but that never stopped him to show his value, instead, he always sees it as an advantage. His littermate Martenkit, who has a twisted paw is his best friend, and both are a couple of dare-devils that together are the perfect team to be troublemakers. Both have their own problems but that makes their bond stronger, and both can always count on each other.
A few days before they became an apprentice, they decided to come out as non binary to all their family, and fortunately they were very accepted and supported. They were happier than ever. 

apprenticeship [6 - 12 moons ] >
    When they finally became six moons old, they got their apprentice name Littlepaw, and got assigned Sparrowchirp as their mentor. She wasn't exactly the mentor they were expecting, but by the time they noticed how similar they were.
Shortly after ranking up, a war between the four clans started and Littlepaw participated there, earning their first scars, and also becoming very good friends with Wrenpaw and Buckpaw.
Buckspring, Wrenpaw and them were now the best friends, always together, warming each other during the cold nights, and also, fighting side by side with bravery.
There was also a new litter in the clan, Ruddyheart's litter. But among the four kits there was Cardinalkit. A greedy, and annoying tom who somehow managed to make the all-friendly, kind and helpful Littlepaw actually want to fight someone.
But that happiness couldn't last very long, their step-father Mallowmoth died from battle wounds, and their very good friend Buckspring fell of a tree, causing that everyone in their life began to go away, making Littlepaw feel so alone. To hide their pain, anger and need of atention, Littlepaw got closer to Wrenpaw, using the escuse of giving him support when they are the one who needs it more.

warriorhood [12- present moons] >
Thanks to their amazing strength and ability to fight, they earned their warrior name, Littlestrike.
They were ready for anything destiny had for them, but oh boy, they didn't like it very much. Wrensong was gone, one day he just dissapeared. How could him leave like that? Littlestrike refused to take their best friend as dead like everyone else did, and they would fight everyone who thought like. They restlessly searched for the young warrior, but was unsuccessful. Littlestrike went through a whole process of duel; denying Wrensong was dead, getting angry, negotiating and trying to find a way to be sure that their friend was gone, having a big sadness for losing him and being abandoned, but then, the little warrior had no other option than to accept that another best friend was taken away from them and live with it.
As their relationship was already too tense and difficult, Martenfang left the clan. She never was a Hailclanner. It was something she just couldn't be proud of. Littlestrike took it personally. How dared she betray them in that way? They were tight knit siblings. They swore they would always be together. But how little did that mean to Martenfang...

Littlestrike focused on improving themselves, only taking breaks to visit Finchbreeze sometimes. During that time, this young molly approached to them. Fawnpaw. She was actually sister of their mentor, Sparrowchirp. They mde very good friends, and Littlestrike started too see the sibling they needed after Martenfang's betrayal. She actually, turned out to be a he, and of course Littlestrike had to be a supportive older sibling. They really felt they were going to be close from no on. Still, he didn't have much time for them, he was very good friends with that Cardinalpaw. Littlestrike didn't mind, as long as they didn't have to hang out together.

After some time feeling alone, Littlestrike was given an apprentice to train; Sablepaw, a quite talented and qualified apprentice. They started training her passionately, being a strict mentor but also quite understanding.
But as it tended to happen to Littlestrike, that effort they spend in that young molly, all the time they spend in her training was wasted as they watched that hawk flying away with her crying as it's claws hurt her. Another day and another loved one that Littlestrike lost.

Alone again, Littlestrike tried to return to their routine, the one they had before they got Sablepaw, but oh, little Sablepaw, she truly left a whole in the black cat's heart. It was so hard for them not having her around.
One day, their all-time rival had to show his face to Littlestrike, and not only that, he had the audacity of making fun of their fruitless hunting, disloyal sister, not having friends and their height, Littlestrike gave him a warning, a warning of what they were capable of doing if someone messed with them. They clearly won the fight, but Cardinalscreech somehow had two bodyguards, Pigeoncall and Fawnpatch. They stopped them from giving Cardinl a nice scar on his face. But things only got worse. Fawnpatch got mad at them, and chose that dirty Cardinalscreech. 
He was the only friend they had left, and it was for sure, with Cardinal's insult, a confirmation that they were a black cat of bad luck. They were meant to be alone, to be disliked, to be forgotten. Littlestrike had to get used to that.

Tired of everything, Littlestrike went to mourn by Buckspring and Wrensong's grave. But a stranger had to be there to see them in their weak moments. Littlestrike was humiliated, but the tom who happened to be a clanmate named Whitetalon didn't mock them or anything. He didn't seem to be pitying them, or underestimating them.
Whitetalon started making effort in, being part of their life, just doing simple things, like making Littlestrike feel like life did worth the pain...
But as a reminder to them that death wasn't gonna leave them anytime soon, Batspark fell ill. They had started to meet Martenfang at the border since a festival, and now with their nini sick, they kept Martenfang informed, until they had to tell them that their parent was gone...

Whitetalong stuck by their side, and Littlestrike was glad he was, because for his susprise, Cardinalscreech also succumbed to greencough, and, that made them upset. Littlestrike needed someone to hate, and since they were little Cardinalscreech was the cat destined to be their rival, but now they were also gone.

Days later, Whitatalon took them out of them camp, and they confessed how they were the first important feline in his life. Littlestrike hesitated, every cat who got very close to them got hurt or died, but Littlestrike desperately needed someone close to them. Whitetalon promised he would be loyal to them and would never leave their side. Littlestrike accepted and they became mates.
Soon, heavy rains started, they weren't such a big problem but they were starting to be annoying. But it didn't take long for them to become a threat, flooding the camp and drowing several cats, including one of Kitestar's lives. Haiclan fled and took refuge in Cloudclan.
Littlestrike was at first umconfortable, but it allowed them to get to know Finchbreeze's family. Meet Martenfang again, their grandmother, cousins, uncles, they had so many relatives.

First, Swantuft was given a prey- filled with maggots. He would have gotten so sick if he had eaten it. And soon, it was Kitestar, who ate a rabbit filled with death-berried. Swantuft became Swanstar and chose Robinear as his deputy. Littlestrike didn't know much about Robinear, besides that she was Pigeoncall's girlfriend...
Who actually, as the news spread like fire, was discovered to be cheating on her and not only that, was expecting somebody else's kits! Kits of a kittypet. If Littlestrike was already disgusted by Pigeoncall, they were even more disgusted by her now.

Thanks Starclan they soon returned to their home. The time in Cloudclan was sure nice, but Littlestrike missed their home, the land where they were born.
The next day, a patrol found a kitten, a rogue kitten. As it was a kitten, they were morally obligated to help him. Rootsun adopted him and named him Minkkit.
Littlestrike despised rogue cats, but this was an innocent kitten, maybe they could turn into a good warrior, maybe...
But later that day, a kittypet arrived to their camp, and was accepted as an apprentice, Littlestrike couldn't believe it. What was Hailclan becoming? A refuge for outsiders? Didn't they have enough mouths to feed already?

Pigeon finally had her kits, Littlestrike couldn't help and go and see them from afar. They were pretty and looked strong and healthy, what a shame they carried dirty kittypet blood in their vains. Pigeon had some common sense for once and she took them to their father. Good, they already had enough kittypets and rogues to take care of.

The grandfather of those kits, Swanstar suddenly lost a life and remained unconcious, Robinear became temporary leader. Littlestrike had a strange feeling so they stayed on alert. His mate Dovefire was found death with signs of struggle days later.

Littlestrike, blinded by pettiness, jealousy and hate, helped Rippletide to spread the rumours of Pigeoncall being seen with rogues and kittypets. Robinear exiled her. And as a result, many cats stopped feeling safe in Hailclan, so they started leaving. Of course Littlestrike would stay, it was no moment to leave the clan.

As she couldn't handle the clan anymore, Robinear went into self-exile, leaving Hailclan leaderless. Littlestrike, with no more choice, took their mate Whitetalon with them and went to Cloudclan. Finally Swanstar recovered, a bit too late being honest, but he was doing well in Cloudclan as well, until he was found dead near the Hope Bridge.
As lots of news needed to be shared, there was a gathering, but it didn't go well. A sudden darkness covered everything, and then a fire-proof she-cat appeared, Marshclan's leader tried to attack her but failed, and the Hope Bridge was burnt down.

Unlike what Littlestrike could have believed. Minkkit became their apprentice. They sure tried to forget the fact that they were not clanborn, but Minkpaw's attitude didn't help at all and just caused conflict between the two. Littlestrike had no patience for him.
While their training didn't go well, one morning Rippletide was found covered in wounds, but she hadn't gone anywhere. Littlestrike feared the worst, and remained cautious.
The next day Hailclan lost many warriors, two cats went lost, including Winchester, a tom left the clan to become a rogue, their mother's apprentice and one warrior fell froma tree and died.

And as if they didn't have enough events already, all hailclanners gathered in the Hope Bridge, Orchidfrost announced he had received a prophecy and Salmonstar was chosen by Starclan to be their leader. Littlestrike believed Starclan had made the right decision, and was somewhat happy to return to Hailclan's camp, but it was an empty happiness. During all that time they had adjusted to Cloudclan, their family and everything and now Hailclan didn't feel the same.

Winchester returned, and Littlestrike wasn't happy about it. He should have stayed out there only Starclan knows where.
And after she was healed, Rippletide was called to a clan meeting and she confessed to be an spy, and not any spy. She had helped to kill Kitestar, helped to take one of Swanstar's life and then killed him with her own claws, and she also killed Dovefire. She was a monster, she had no redemption. Littlestrike hoped Salmonstar would make the rightdecision and exile her at least, if not kill her.
But then some rogue came, it was Bliss, Pigeoncall's sibling... They were also Swanstar and Dovefire's kit, they should have been demanding justice, but they chose to forgive her? It was outrageous, because Salmonstar followed their words and allowed Rippletide to stay in the clan. Yeah, she was stripped aay from her rank as warrior and would be treated as a kit, but that was nothing compared to the atrocities she did! Littlestrike didn't hesitate and announce they would be leaving the clan inmediately. They invited Finchbreeze and Whitetalon to come with them, and while Whitetalon, loyal as always, followed them, Finchbreeze begged them to stay. They felt so guilty for breaking her heart, but they would never return to Hailclan after what the clan became.

The couple found Martenfang almost arriving to the camp, they took them to the leader, and as many cats approached to listed what they said, Starlingstar was kind and attentive, listening to what happened and why they were in Cloudclan. Littlestrike explained everything, and as Starlingstar understood them, they were welcomed into the clan, althought they would have a warrior or too watching over them. Littlestrike wanted a new opportunity, a new life. They had to start over and forget all the pain they had went through and Hailclan, so they took the name Blackstrike to swear they would be now loyal to Cloudclan.