Cinnamonstick 🔥

• DESCRIPTION: Cinnamon smoke ghost ticked tabby with low white and orange eyes

Cinnamonstick is a small-midsized cat with soft, medium-length fur. She's a bit more softly built, not quite as strong or lithe as many of the wilderness-born cats. She has large, kind eyes.

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Cinnamonstick is a sweet, positive cat, who strives hard to keep her upbeat attitude about things. She can be a bit snarky, with a sarcastic sense of humor that only surfaces when she's comfortable, and sometimes catching people who just met her offguard.

She's genuinely a kind cat, and wants the best for everyone, but she's also quite charismatic- she's the kind of person it's just hard to dislike. Her soft, sweet voice and bright eyes, she's a little bundle of joy and excitement and always seems to have something nice to say.

She tends to be way too trusting, and has a hard time finding the bad in people. It's gotten her into trouble before.

Cinnamonstick, previously known just as Cinnamon, used to be a kittypet, soft and sweet and living her best life. She lived with her twoleg in a small town in the mountains, content with them but always curious about what lay beyond their small home. One day, Cinnamon's twoleg brought home someone, another twoleg who talked in angry tones and liked to kick Cinnamon when her twoleg wasnt looking. The mean twoleg stayed for moons, until one night he picked cinnamon up, put her in his car, and drove away from their home. He drove deep into the mountain woods, stopped on the side of the road and threw Cinnamon out of the car. She tumbled a bit on the way down, and was left staring in confusion as the monster drove away- why was she left here? Would they be coming back? Where was her twoleg, not the angry one?

After realizing the twoleg would not come back for her, Cinnamon fended for herself as best she could for about a moon. She barely knew how to hunt, relying on her natural instincts and the strange, firey powers she had kept hidden from kithood that were far from honed, and had to move shelters twice because a larger predator found her makeshift den and decided to take it for their own. It was hard, and she was scared and cold and not used to this at all. She was found late one night by a pretty silvery striped cat, who introduced herself as Minnowstrike- she explained to Cinnamon that she was from something called Moonclan, a group of cats living together nearby.

Minnowstrike agreed to bring Cinnamon to their leader, and after a bit of a trek through the woods, she brought her to a well-hidden cave near a large lake.

Nightstar was a bit scary, but saw that Cinnamon had nowhere else to go and was Moontouched. The former kittypet was more than willing to learn the clan's ways, and under the agreement that Cinnamon would work hard to learn how to hunt and fight, she was welcomed into the clan, and given a new name- Cinnamonstick. She may not ever be rid of some of her soft kittypet habits, but, so far she has been enjoying moonclan and its cats, and learning how to be one with the night and the forest (even if she isnt always the best at it)!

She's picked up the role of Cook within the clan- cooking prey and herbs into tasty meals to feed her clan, using her flametouched powers for good, in her eyes. She's also a member of the Council, the only ex-kittypet on the Council (if you don't count ex-farmcat Egg). She honestly mostly accepted the invitation to be a Councilmember because her wife, Minnowstrike, did as well. They work together well.