Featherclaw | Mothclan

[Miss Tactical]

Featherclaw She-Cat 29 Moons Straight Mothclan Warrior "Don't fight a battle if you don't gain anything by winning." Appearance Featherclaw is a calico she-cat with tabby markings. She is mostly gray with darker gray stripes on her back and face. Her underbelly is white along with her paws and a white spot on her muzzle. She has some ginger spots,on her shoulders, hind legs and a couple on her face. Her eyes are a brilliant light yellow that plays nicely with her pelt color. Featherclaw is of medium build, slightly stocky. Most of her muscles reside in her shoulders and legs. She is a built fighter, and a clumsy hunter but does her best. She is of medium length. Her whiskers are long and white. They stand out against her pink nose. Featherclaw has a scar above her left eye where she fought a tom named Weaseltooth which earned her a spot in Mothclan. Personality Strengths: - Fighting - Loyal - Honest Weaknesses: - Curious - Risk-Taker - overly focused Featherclaw is a very optimistic and curious cat. Once she's comfortable she shows kindness towards everyone offering to assist them when ever she can. She has a positive outlook on life and tries not to be a negative cat. Negativity just makes a situation way worse than it needs to be, so why make a situation incredibly miserable, when it can be comfortable? Featherclaw can get bored easily. Especially if she's in a routine. She does find herself being a risk taker. If things are dangerous she is first to put her nose into it. She would never put herself in harms way physically. If she knows she can get hurt out of a situation she will avoid it. After all she only has one life and she wants it to last. She will however go on her own adventures, and take huge risks...if its a life or death situation she would do anything to save a cat even at the cost of her own life. Featherclaw is incredibly athletic and loves to run, fight, anything to tone herself for the future to come. She won't start fights, but she will defend herself. She's fierce in that aspect which is how she earned the suffix 'claw'. She is no pushover for being a she-cat and can hold her own. She's dutiful, trusting, and follows the code. You can always know that when told to do a task she won't stop until its done, you can put your trust in her as she's never gone back on her word, and she never makes promises she can't keep and will tell you that. She's blunt and straightforward. She does her duties to a T and will serve her clan as the best warrior the forest has seen. NO MATTER WHAT!!! The she-cat is over focused and sometimes this can be distracting. She isn't the best multitasker. When she's assigned multiple tasks she can only do one at a time, and that one task she over focuses on. Sometimes she reads far to into an assignment. She has many goals, but needs to learn how to properly delegate tasks in order to achieve them. She is still young yet so only time will tell. History Featherclaw was born a rogue slightly outside of the clans territories. She was raised by her mother, as her father vanished right before she was born. Her mother, a dark gray tabby with blue eyes called herself Mist. She never knew what her father looked like, but her mother always told her he was a large ginger colored tom. Her mother never spoke badly of him, so he must have been a decent cat. However, she felt some disdain towards him as he abandoned her and her sibling before she was even born. She had one sibling, a brother. Who took after their father so it seemed. He was a ginger tom, her mother called him Brody. She was named Fable. Brody may have looked like their father but had a slender figure like their mother, and was best at hunting. Whereas, Fable took after her mother mostly, but was more stocky like their father. As time went on, Brody and Fable became distant. They were close as litter mates but their personalities clashed. Fable was more adventurous often wandering into clan territory observing them. She was caught once by Ivyclan and chased off on the condition she wouldn't trespass again. Brody was the level headed of the two, often trying to wrangle her down which she really didn't like. A day Fable remembers vividly, and it is all too recent. She was out wandering again when she was stopped by a patrol, however these cats, she had never seen them before. She lurked in the bushes hiding as they followed her scent. Tail lashing at their slight aggression she knew she would have to defend herself. She stepped out of hiding, claws unsheathed, back arched, fur fluffed. She wouldn't be able to take them all on. She swore in her mind if she survived she would never wander again. One of the cats did as she protected, lunged forward. They rolled around on the ground, fur flying,blood splatters but a voice broke the fight. "STOP" Fable hesitated, but watched as the other cat stepped back. Breathing heavily, she shook her head. She could feel a sting right above her right eye and knew she had gotten a good one. "You fought bravely against Weaseltooth. He's a good fighter...have you ever considered clan life?" Fable hesitated unsure how to answer the cat's question but shook her head. She had her family, she had her mother and brother to look after. However....clan life would be adventurous!! Her paws tingled. She looked over her shoulder, yellow eyes narrowed. Was Brody out there watching her? She looked back at the cat speaking to her and nodded her head. "Only if you are offering me a place." Fable followed them back to their camp where she met Mothstar for the first time. It was a few moonrises later where she earned her place. She was given the name Featherclaw. Feather for being delicate on her paws, swift, and light foot. Claw, for her strength in battle. She has not seen her mother, nor her brother Brody since joining Mothclan, she does not want to raise suspicions. She is curious however, if her father may secretly be in this clan, perhaps this is where he ended up when he abandoned their family moons ago.