Under My Umbrella-- character tracker

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39 moons she-cat single	hetero alive	WHERE I'M FROM: Born around Vauxhill Station and raised there by her father after her mother's passing. An only-kit, she is selfish and not overly social, but has learned how to bend the world to her favor and make allies instead of friends. HAVE I SEEN YOU BEFORE?: Blue-grey with contrasting cream undertones and faint hints of tabby around her face and legs. Yellow green eyes the color of dying grass. IT'S JUST MY NATURE: Manipulating, calculating, and distant, putting up false airs of sweetness towards others to make them more keen to listen to her. Soft towards kittens who are lost and her aging father, but not most others.
FAMILY Mother: Morgana - Grandmother: Unknown - Grandfather: Unknown Father: Tweed - Grandmother: Unknown - Grandfather: Unknown siblings: None children: None

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Bluebird Female 36 moons Heterosexual Rogue / Honeyheart's Group Scent of ash, bricks, and twolegs Appearance Bluebird has long, feathery fur that is a gentle blue-grey tone overall, with a cream-toned undercoat that shows more on her jaw and belly. Her color is fairly solid, but tabby is visible as faint striping on her legs, tail, and face. Her stature is muscular and looks well-fed; her ability to hunt and the presence of twolegs attracting prey year-round has made it so she almost never has to worry about hunger. Still, her paws are relatively dainty, and she's still very quick and light on her feet. She has the look of an experienced fighter, and seems predisposed to a warrior build, suggesting some clan cat lineage many generations ago. Her eyes are a murky yellow-green, matching the waning grass that surrounds her home. Personality Bluebird speaks, acts, and overall presents herself as very sweet and giving, but talking to her quickly reveals that she is the opposite. Her eyes in particular tend to be very sharp and cold, betraying the soft and pretty guise she puts up. Usually when she offers to help, she expects something in return, and frames this as just payment for a good deed. The only exception is with kits, especially if their situation reminds her of herself- she is most likely to take pity on those that have lost their mothers as kits. She is an ambitious cat; she wants so much more than to be just another raggedy alley cat crowding the station when it rains, and loathes the idea of being any twoleg's pet. Her ideal lifestyle is to rule some patch of land and own it for herself, like a queen, with a subservient or ineffectual mate and loyal, perfect children. She's not all bad; her lofty goals and cunning means she's unlikely to throw an ally, whether it's because she values them as individuals or just doesn't want to worry about a bitter former friend getting revenge on her when she finally gets what she wanted. She'll gladly help a kit in need free of charge, and probably remain interested in their well being for a while. She'll also train anyone to hunt for free too. Plotline Bluebird was born to rogue parents living around Vauxhill Station, and still lives in and around the area; however, from a young age she has been fascinated by the forest and the cats that live there, though she's never personally met one. In her mind she developed something of a superiority complex as she sought to emulate the noble forest cats, and to this day refuses to eat anything she didn't catch with her own claws. She feels above any cat that begs or scavenges. Her mother tried to bring them into town where food was more accessible, but she died of infection after wounds sustained from an aggressive cat protecting their turf. Bluebird's father took her back to the station with him where the two of them still live. As an adult she has been unsuccessful in getting into contact with the clan cats, but has recently turned bitter over it. In fact, she's begun to join up with others in the hopes of getting back at the forest cats for filling her head with nonsense and false promises(Not that this is logical or true, but that's how she sees it.) Recently she has met up with Honeyheart the rogue and joined her group. Relationships Family:  Mother- deceased queen Father- Tweed Siblings- unknown Friends Allies: Honeyheart,, Weaseltongue, Shadespirit, Shadder, Eaglewing, Aster, Mocha Crush/Mate Interest: open Opinions & Knowledge Twolegs: Dislikes them and their noise and stench. Has some appreciation for the safety all those things can offer to a cat on her own, masking scents and sounds with their strange lifestyle.  Kittypets: Thinks of them as soft and weak. Holds a low opinion of all but the most ferocious and scrappy kittypets.  Clans: Used to look up to them as a younger cat, but has turned bitter, and her admiration has soured into scorn. Knows that they live in the woods, but wouldn't tell you what clan was what or which part of the woods they lived in.  Honeyheart & the Rogues: Considers them an asset, a group of potential allies and a way to further her own ends.  Other Rogues: Potential foes or allies, depending on how they can be interacted with. Overall sees them as liabilities in her plans.  Open Plots Father interaction; would need someone to RP Tweed, or I could just write this as a Story someday Mate Plot: Would be a little long, but she definitely wants a legacy of strong(but loyal!) kids. Loyalty not required by kids, it's just what she wants and she can't control everyone.  Rogue Group actions Open to intimidate or scare kittypets Open to help lost kids of any origin

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Buck Male 10 moons Bisexual Kittypet "Put on your Sunday clothes, there's lots of world out there!" Appearance Dark cinnamon tom with a lithe, bony build and a short tapered face. His ears are large and rounded, and his head shape can best be compared to an egg. Eyes are somewhat square and have a pale yellow or gold tone. His twoleg puts a collar on him whenever they let him outside; the collar is black with a round silver tag labelled BUCK and the address printed on the back.  Personality An easygoing and friendly kitten, Buck is curious about the rest of the city but needs someone to push him into adventure. He is a bit naive, but that's to be expected of someone so young. As far as exploration and excitement, he prefers safe scenes like his backyard or the park, with all the danger coming from an imaginary and temporary place- at the end of the day, he will always look forward to coming home to a warm, safe bed.  Plotline Born to Victoria almost a year ago. He lives in twolegplace and has never left it, and probably won't either unless someone coaxed him out for something. He has lived pretty quietly so far.  Relationships Family:  Mother- Victoria Father- Stranger tom Siblings- Sugar, Lavender, Cider, Timothy, Spice Friends: open! Crush/Mate Interest: open Opinions & Knowledge Twolegs: Pretty fond of them overall, he thinks they're not very clever compared to cats but enjoys their company and affection (and their food). Could comfortably lead a new cat around his neighborhood and tell them where the best houses to beg from are.  Kittypets: He is one and he likes the company of his fellow house cats. He can probably tell you where most of the cats in his neighborhood live.  Clans: He doesn't know much about actual clan cats but he likes to dream about them in a similar way to a kid fantasizing about pirates.  Honeyheart & the Rogues: He is uneasy about them, and thinks they're a little too violent, but he doesn't know about their proclivity for murder. He'd probably hang out with them if they offered.  Open Plots Childhood Crush and/or Future Mate: Buck's type is an adventurous sort, but one who will be soft and sweet with him.  Friend Plots: Buck wants buddies! Possible Forest Outing?  Possible Rogue Group Interaction?

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Bearstar(Bearfang) Female 37 moons - 7 lives remaining Bisexual MistClan Leader Scent of clean water, pine cones, and blackberries Appearance Large she-cat with a brown coat that darkens slightly near the face and haunches. Her body shape incorporates large shoulders and proportionately long front legs, creating a naturally sloped body and a distinctly upright sitting pose. She has a thick, somewhat bushy tail. Her face has rounded muzzle sections and is fairly averagely proportioned; nothing is much longer or bigger than the typical cat. Her eyes are rounded and coppery brown. Personality Hardy and determined, she won't back down from a challenge, and is known to have a bit of a temper and strong convictions. Her strength and mood are tempered by good morals and great faith and loyalty to her clan and the code. She can be stiff to change and new ideas, but will ultimately accept them if she feels they are important for the clan(Such as a new leader with a different style of leading) or for the forest(If the clans ever needed to cooperate for some reason). She actually has a big soft spot for younger cats, and aspires to have an apprentice and maybe, one day, kittens of her own to guide. Plotline Bearfang was found as a kitten with a sickly she-cat named Cider and one remaining sibling named Wheat. Being a loner, Cider was not interested in staying, but felt unwilling to bring her children back out with her with Leaf-Bare approaching. She plead for Bear and Wheat to remain with the Clan, and left as soon as she felt they were safe. Bearkit and Wheatkit were given their new suffixes and incorporated into the clan with relatively little fuss. Bearpaw trained hard as an apprentice, and focused on the code to prove her loyalty after some doubts when her brother abandoned the clan to be a loner like their mother. Wheatpaw still lives, but his location is unknown to her. She became MistClan leader when sickness forced Froststar and the previous deputy to retire, leaving MistClan too vulnerable to delay a new leader immediately. Froststar, as Frostheart after, died of redcough not long after, solidifying Bearstar as the only leader in the clan. She has had a rocky start as a leader, losing a life to a fox in a reckless attack and losing another to Shadespirit before banishing the young warrior.  Relationships Family:  Mother- Cider(status unknown) Father- unknown Siblings- Wheat Friends: Goldenmane, Silverfang She adores her clan in general as well.  Crush/Mate Interest: Goldenmane Opinions & Knowledge MistClan: Very proud of her clan and fiercely protective of it. Well-learned on its history, stories, and territory, as any good leader should be. She would trust any of them with her life.  IvyClan: Though ancient rivals, she sees them more as an ally, and holds respect for Owlstar, the longest-standing IvyClan leader in a few generations. She does not know very much about them or their territory however.  MothClan: Distrusts them a little, especially since many of its longer standing members are former clanmates of hers or of IvyClan, and even a few rogues. She has a curt, formal respect for Mothstar for successfully making something out of his idea.  Rogues, Loners, and Kittypets: Broadly speaking she doesn't think much of them, since they tend to be more distant. She is seeking a truce with the barn cats. She is extremely unlikely to let an outsider into the clan unless they are very young. She would heal a wounded individual if they proved not to be a danger, but wouldn't let them join.  Honeyheart & the Anti-Clans: Considers them dangerous after they proved their willingness to kill, citing murders in both other clans as well as the death of the warrior Shrikeheart on her own territory. She has given her warriors full permission to do whatever necessary to drive them out and protect themselves against these cats.  Open Plots Reminder to do Goldenbear buildup threads Future Kittens Public speech and instruction on honeyheart, shadespirit, and the anti-clan rogues Ask to do plots! She is open for threads.

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Thrushbelly Male 44 moons Asexual Aromantic MothClan Warrior Scent of rat fur and damp feathers, Appearance Black and tan tom with a dog-like pattern, including brown eyebrow dots, a brown muzzle and underside, and brown paws. He has a square figure overall, with a blocky, broad head and large flat paws.  His fur is short but dense and a little prickly, especially when moved against their natural flow. His eyes are bright yellow, making them stand out against the darkness of his coat.  Personality Loyal but susceptible to suggestion, he is a follower rather than a leader. He isn't the most clever cat, and can be frustrating to deal with sometimes because of it; subtlety flies right over his head. He means well, though, and is pretty friendly overall.  He is focused and powerful in battle in contrast to his sometimes goofy presentation around his clanmates, and has a strong sense of smell.  Plotline Thrushbelly was found as an unusual kitten in the forest. His family is entirely unknown, and lacking blood ties to anyone specific in MothClan, he has devoted himself to the cats who helped to raise him in general, eventually following Mothstar's splinter group after the rebellion. He faltered in the problem-solving and memorization parts of apprentice-hood, but excelled at physical work, tracking, and surprisingly enough stalking and other forms of stealth. As a warrior, he has mostly stuck to his personal motivator to make MothClan just as strongly rooted in the forest as the two it rebelled against. When he was 40 moons old, he caught the less deadly strain of redcough, and it has a minor impact on his performance as a warrior, causing him to run out of breath quicker and making him prone to a cough in cold weather. Relationships Family:  Mother- unknown Father- unknown Siblings- unknown Friends: Open! Crush/Mate Interest: Not interested Opinions & Knowledge MothClan: Somewhat blindly proud of the clan, and would defend it to the death. He doesn't pay much attention to history and is not the best story-teller, but he does know most of it.  IvyClan: Has no strong opinions of IvyClan, but finds Owlstar a little intimidating.  MistClan: Has no strong opinions but thinks many of its warriors look 'weaker than MothClan's'. Rogues, Loners, and Kittypets: Doesn't think of them much, but would chase one out if he saw one- unless they bent his mind somehow.  Honeyheart & the Anti-Clans: Doesn't like them, not one bit.  Open Plots Friend Plots! Patrols? Hunting?  Ask to do plots! She is open for threads.

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Daisytail Female 116 moons Homosexual MistClan Elder Scent of blooming daisies, pollen, and old moss Appearance Grey and white van-pattern she-cat with a distinct triangular marking just off-center on her nose. Eyes are ovular and dark yellow in color. She has a long tail for which she was named, and a long scar along her right flank. She has a smaller scar on one side of her face, twisting the corner of her mouth up a little. Personality Sweet and kind old lady, but also very frank and determined not to lose her sense of humor for the sake of being "dignified". Always open to talk to any young cat who feels lost, and loves to gossip and theorize about which young cats will get together. Plotline Daisytail has served MistClan all her life, offering emotional support to any cat who needs it and being skilled at both helping queens and protecting others on the battlefield. She gained some scars in her time as a warrior, and makes up a new story about how she got them every time someone asks. After retirement, she's had a pretty quiet life, but is no less brave and open to talk as she ever was. Relationships Family:  Mother- unknown Father- unknown Siblings- unknown Friends: Open! Crush/Mate Interest: Open for some old people romance Opinions & Knowledge MistClan: Sees her clan as a sort of very large family, and takes particular interest in gossip and rumor about who's dating who. Her interest in such matters makes her one of the only cats you can safely confess an interclan romance to, and she'll keep a secret for as long as she can.  IvyClan: Thinks Owlstar is hot.  MothClan: Thinks Mothstar is Not. Honeyheart & the Anti-Clans: Finds their actions deplorable, but isn't afraid of them in spite of her advanced age.  Open Plots Friend Plots! Elder stuff Ask to do plots! She is open for threads.

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Shrikeheart Male 31 moons(Deceased) Homoflexible StarClan / MistClan Warrior Scent of starlight, summer grass, and bird nests Appearance Shrikeheart is a medium-sized tom, whose build is broad-shouldered and tall; something like a Norwegian forest cat scaled down a little. His coat is dense and layered, giving him a certain sleekness n spite of its bulk. His face is relatively narrow but maintains a large chin and strong jawline. His coat pattern is a shaded grey tabby with an unusual mask-like pattern over his eyes. He has a symmetrical white pattern spanning from his cheeks and chin to his hind legs, as well as a section on the back of his neck and the last third of his tail. Eyes are yellow. As a StarClan cat, he shimmers silvery with a celestial glow, especially around his neck.  Personality A hard-working and determined cat, but a little clumsy and awkward. Shrikeheart is fairly friendly, but is distinctly less coordinated in social interaction- if he's doing anything when someone comes to talk, he'll probably somehow manage to fail at whatever task it was as he attempts to reply. When given the space and time to focus, however, he is a skilled hunter and a decent climber. Though it may come across as merely being clumsy with words or perhaps unfriendly to cats unfamiliar, Shrikeheart is much shyer than he lets on, doubly so around someone he has affection for. Plotline Born and raised in MistClan, he adheres to the stereotype of desiring to work alone, and is less of a believer in the ancestors- not that he doesn't believe at all, but it's not something he considers much even in the face of death. He was murdered by Honeyheart in early New-Leaf while attempting to hunt her bird companion. Relationships Family:  Mother- Palenose Father- Mussypelt Siblings- Splashfoot, Seeddapple Friends: -- Crush/Mate Interest: closed Opinions & Knowledge MistClan: Always sort of felt like he was letting his Clan down, but never paid much mind to the bigger goings-on. He preferred to focus on just getting his duties done.  IvyClan: Never thought about them much at all, but found their old deputy Wolfclaw intimidating.  MothClan: Thinks Mothstar is a bit frightening, and his mother three times so.  Twolegs: Barely knows anything about them.  Honeyheart: Scared of her, hopes someone can take her down.  Open Plots Dead but would be interesting in talking to cats who had fought Honeyheart or to bring MistClan cats out of the DF if wanted. Just PM me.

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Sagespiral Female 43 moons Hetterosexual MothClan Warrior Scent of yew and violets Appearance Small, silvered black classic tabby she-cat with overall soft features matching the rounded curves of her markings. Ears are small and pointed, and tail tapers to a smooth tip. Eyes are pale yellow-green. Personality She was named 'Sage-' for her pale coat, but her personality fortuitously followed suit. She is a calm, logic-oriented cat who prefers to operate on conventional and learned wisdom rather than speculation. Sagespiral is not prone leaping to conclusions nor is she fond of conspiracy- if a question must be brought up, then an honest investigation must be its answer, not rumor or conjecture. She has gotten a little more reserved and tense since the passing of her brother Sootface. She hasn't heard of him being in StarClan, and worries about the circumstances of his death and life prior. Plotline Sagespiral followed Sootface into the clan, both of them demonstrating skill in battle. She was a bit reluctant to leave their original home in MistClan, but was admittedly curious about how a new clan would come into being over time. Today she is a loyal but skeptical warrior, with a mixed opinion of their leader. She was largely unaware of Sootface's brutal training methods outside of clan hearsay, and is still torn between believing the testimony of others and believing in her brother. She remains uncertain of his eventual fate, as she doesn't feel he is in StarClan, but he hasn't been found yet either. After to talking to Duskjaw, she seems to be coming out of her shell a little.  Relationships Family:  Mother- queen Father- tom Siblings- SootfaceDF Friends: Duskjaw Crush/Mate Interest: open to plot Opinions & Knowledge MothClan: Still uncertain of whether she belongs there or not, but feels that it is too late to leave it and has no interest in doing so. She disagrees with Mothstar's strict style of leadership but would never say so outloud.  IvyClan: Though born in MistClan, Sagespiral is most interested in IvyClan if she were to leave. She finds their style of leadership and their location the most appealing.  MistClan: Misses it a little, but hasn't kept up too much aside from noting their new high ranks over time.  Rogues/Honeyheart: Not afraid of them necessarily, but rightly wouldn't want to meet them up-front after seeing what they did to Houndmaw.  Sootface: Misses her brother dearly, and is not hopeful about seeing him ever again. She assumes he is alive because she hasn't seen or felt any sign of him in the stars.  Open Plots Mate plotline w/ kits More friends A plot where she goes to the Dark Forest somehow and meets her brother or at least hears of him being there.

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Sootface Male 40 moons(Deceased) Pansexual Dark Forest / MothClan Warrior Scent of water, blood, and yew berries Appearance Slender grey mackerel tabby tom with a lean build and a long, smoothly sloping face. He has an overall delicate appearance, with slender limbs and thin stripes. His unders are slightly lighter, as his the bridge of his nose and his lower jaw. Eyes are pale yellow-green. Would be considered handsome or beautiful by a fair amount of others. Or just really vain. Personality Capricious, he switches from a smooth-talking cool cat to claws out and ready to make ribbons of someone at the drop of a hat. He's begrudgingly learned to keep his claws mostly sheathed in the Dark Forest, if only to avoid learning what happens when a ghost dies. He speaks in a way that seems flirtatious, but generally has little or no affection for most others, with the exception of his sister Sagespiral. Prefers to work alone, but he'll seek out others who are stronger than him to ally himself with in times of danger. As a Dark Forest cat, he has begun to take interest in the younger cats of the forest as potentially fun to mess with or train- not much else to do in that shadowed place anyway. His end goal is to establish contact with Sagespiral. Plotline Sootface was just as impulsively violent in life as he is in death, and ultimately this cost him dearly. He left MistClan as a young warrior, convincing Sagespiral to join him, and entered into MothClan as his new home. However, his reckless sparring methods left him in a bit of a limbo state in the clan; while it was effective, he also had a habit of injuring his opponents much more than acceptable in a friendly training match. Eventually one match resulted in more serious wounds on both cats and a harsh argument. Sootface disappeared into the forest and hasn't been seen since. Most who have faced him would say "good riddance." He, along with others in the Dark Forest, has been tempting and torturing apprentices in their dreams. He has taken special interest in Scorpionfang. Relationships Family:  Mother- queen Father- tom Siblings- Sagespiral Friends: If you stretch the definition of  Crush/Mate Interest: open/close/etc Opinions & Knowledge knowledge wip Open Plots plots wip

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Lambcurl(Lambpaw) Female 13 moons Poly & Bi MothClan Warrior Scent of dried roses and wool Appearance A small but surprisingly stocky white cat with a thick coat of curly fur. She resembles a sheep or lamb, hence her name. She has proportionally large paws that make for good climbing and fighting implements, or for grabbing onto other objects such as moss and prey, but make her a little clumsy on precarious or thin walkways. Her eyes are round and dull forest green, reminiscent of a lily pad or green glass. She tends to look a little dazed or incredulous, which can confuse others Personality Less willing to dive into grey morality compared to her sibling, Lambpaw tries to stay on the straight and narrow, but is often drawn astray to follow what her heart says over what her mind tells her is right. She is highly curious yet also skittish, usually leaping away from a sudden noise or new sight but quickly coming right back unless it was obviously dangerous(She wouldn't jump into a badger's face, but she might inspect a badger den entrance if she thought she saw movement). She is a little artistic, and likes to arrange small objects into piles with a pattern only she seems to see, or weave them into the corners of dens where she sleeps. Fearless in her own unique way, once she's over the initial startle of a new thing, she won't fear it. Even if it's dangerous, she'll merely know that she needs to fight or run away from it. Lambpaw doesn't believe in StarClan, but she is spiritual, and believes that the spirits of cats inhabit the forest and everything in it. Plotline Lambpaw was found abandoned on a pile of twoleg rubbish alongside Sheeppaw. Though clumsier, she showed bravery in the face of fully grown strangers, and was brought in alongside him. She has trained in relative quiet since then, having trouble making friends until perhaps recently. She did not get sick during the epidemic, and her thick coat kept her plenty warm in the blizzard. Secretly she aspires to be a medicine cat, but is unaware that her lack of faith in StarClan may hinder her. Even if she never attains this, she will likely do her best to help them out. Relationships Family:  Mother- queen Father- tom Siblings- Sheepfur Friends: close folks Crush/Mate Interest: Brighteyes/Open Opinions & Knowledge knowledge wip Open Plots plots wip