finchtrill
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once a cat who would throw herself into every danger imaginable, finchtrill has grown into a fine, and cautious, young molly since the birth of her kits. she still loves adventure and will always speak her mind, but her long-standing abrasiveness seems to have ebbed (for the most part). she’s immensely caring and still as joyful and excitable as she always has been, wanting to bring joy to other cats in her life.
however, don’t take her attitude for granted. despite her lightheartedness, if anyone were to threaten her loved ones, she will not hesitate to deal with the issue as she sees fit.
- adventure
- mice
- stargazing
- being alone
- drama
- vulture
- she ALWAYS has her pink stone bracelet on.
- although she wasn't originally clanborn, she adapts very well and had no trouble getting used to clan life.
- she hates getting yelled at.
finchtrill, originally named finch, happily lived her life with a group of barn cats who lived on a farm. when she was about 4 moons old, a hunter’s dogs had found their way into the barn and once they’d caught wind of the cats, it was an all out spree. finch and her family were safe. until she fell from the haystack they were on. her mother hopped down to save her, grabbing her scruff and throwing her to safety. however, she wasn’t able to escape the dogs, and got killed. her father, having gone down to help her mother, was also killed by the dogs. she blamed herself, and still does, but eventually just pushed it down and tried to act like herself again.
when the cats were kicked out by the new farm owner, she was quick to seek a better life far from where the tragedy happened. her group traveled for a long time before finding the clan, but she graciously joined and became an apprentice.
on patrol one day (after gaining her warrior name), she was attacked by venture, the leader of a neighboring gang, and cottonroll's father. due to being weak from not eating much, it was an almost fatal attack. she now bears the scars, though they doesn’t seem to deter her much. upon the fall of pronghornclan, she left with cottonroll, her mate, and their kits to live as loners. now that the children are older, they traveled to hillockclan in an attempt to once again be a part of clan life.
