TSC APP :: Sparkclan Elder - Mothfeather

;:General:;

Name: Mothfeather
Prefix;: Moth - Given to her for the somewhat dull but soft grays that cover her pelt.
Suffix;: Feather - For her light step and soft, fluffy coat.
Gender: She-cat/Female
Age: Sixty-eight Moons (Six years and eight months)
Birth Season: Early New Leaf
Breed: Ragdoll x Turkish Angora x Tabby
Clan: Sparkclan
Rank: Elder
Basic Description: A long-furred, green eyed grey she-cat with a dark stripe down her back and a light underbelly.

;:Appearance:;

Eyes: A dark, yellowish green.
Pelt Color/Pattern: Mothfeather's base coat color is a soft, somewhat dark grey color that covers most of her form. A darker shade of grey covers the previous shade with stripes along her cheeks, legs, and tail due to her tabby heritage. Along her spine is a lighter shade of grey that begins at her brow and continues down, faintly fanning out over her backside before ending at the tip of her tail. A darker shade similar to her stripes traces said back stripe, giving it something of a bi-colored appearance. Around her muzzle is an even lighter, more closely gray color that then stretches down to her chest, covering her underside and running up the underside of her tail as well before hooking over, covering the tip. Her left forepaw is also covered with the same light coloring the stretches to about the middle of her leg.
Pelt Texture: Her fur texture was mostly the reason behind her final warrior name. Thick and soft with a certain warmth to it, Mothfeather has a pelt fitting for a mother. 
Build: In her late age, Mothfeather has grown a bit thinner than she used to be, a bit below the basic lean appearance, but not in an unhealthy way. 
Scent: Honey, pine, with a small hint of milk.

;:Sexuality:;

Orientation: Heterosexual
Mate Status: Closed
Formal Mates: Toadtooth
Current Affections: None 
Activity: Not a virgin, but inactive at this time of age.

;: Personality:;

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{(GENTLE)}

"Hush, little one. You are always welcome here, just keep your voice quiet, dear." - Mothfeather has never been known to be a harsh or aggressive cat, always holding a softness to her tone no matter the situation. She will never scold or yell at a kit or apprentice, though she may come to lecture them in a rather intimidating quiet, calm, but firm tone which can be more frightening than right out yelling. 

{(FORGIVING)}

"It's alright. Just try not to let it happen again." - Although it takes quite a bit to truly hurt or anger the she-cat, when she is brought to that point it doesn't take much to be forgiven. She will more often than not accept any apology given to her, even if said apology is not worth accepting. She finds it hard to hold a grudge against someone and this often leads her to forgiving those who do not deserve another chance.

{(CLUMSY)}

"Oh! I am so sorry. I didn't mean to run into you. Are you okay?" - Due to her old age and aging bones, Mothfeather has nothing of the agility or gracefulness that she used to have. Because of the pain in her joints and her inability to properly move she has a tendency to run into things or stumble into someone or simply trip over her own paws. She finds such a gained trait to be rather embarrassing and is often seen trying hard not to trip or fall into anyone.

{(PARTIALLY DEAF)}

"...Huh? Oh, were you talking to me? I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" - Another wonderful trait she had gained from her old age is a difficulty of hearing. Although not horribly deaf, she does have a hard time hearing the words of another if they are quiet or at a far distance. She does her best to catch the words of those speaking to her, but there are simply some things that get past her no matter how hard she tries and it is not uncommon that she needs them to repeat their words.

{(OPTIMISTIC)}

"Yes, my siblings and parents may be gone, but they are happy in Starclan and I am happy for them regardless." - Mothfeather doesn't like to linger on the sadness and misfortunes in life. She would rather look at things at a positive angle and avoid the negative, depressing thoughts. She is always looking for the silver-lining in every situation even if they may not always be there to find. 



;:Family:;

Mother: Cloudwhisper {Deceased}
Father: Stormwind {Deceased}
Brothers: Gorsepelt {Deceased}
Sister: Palekit {Deceased}, Windgaze{Deceased}
Offspring: Asterbreeze, Pondsong, Weedkit {Deceased}, Cricketeyes {Offspring up for Adoption}

;:Mentor History:;

Current Mentor: N/A
Previous Mentor(s): Thornscar
Current Apprentice: None
Previous Apprentice(s): Weaselheart {Deceased} :: Stonefang {Deceased} 

;:Trivia Facts:;

Mothfeather has a harder time of hearing from her right side than her left.

Although she had been with Logtooth for most all her life, she had never truly loved him, having fallen in love with a loner instead who is the true father of her now grown kits.

Even though many others find it strange, Mothfeath enjoys chewing on bark, though even she isn't quite sure why.


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 = Family
 = Starclan
= Darkforest

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;:History:; 

Kithood:; Born along side her sister Palekit during the early moons of New Leaf, Mothkit was the first born of the two. She was a rather strong, large kit, something that surprised her parents but also worried them. While she was strong and healthy, her younger sister was not so lucky. She was much smaller than Mothkit and not even a week later did the fragile she-kit make her climb to Starclan. So, raised as an only kit, the grey she-kit was rather happy with her life, earning the love and care of both her parents with no real competition. She enjoyed her six moons as a kit, playing with the other kits in the nursery until the day she was made an apprentice.

Apprenticeship:; On the day she was placed with her mentor, Thornscar, Mothpaw's parents couldn't have been happier. While she was no longer the biggest as she had been when she was born, she still worked just as hard as ever. She was always aiming to do her best and make her mentor proud, but during those moons of training she unknowingly caught the eye of her fellow apprentice Toadpaw. The two were close friends and often spent time with each other, but her affections never seemed to truly swing to the older tom. She liked him, but in nothing more than a friend. And, as always, she was rather oblivious to his affections for her, even when she started sneaking out of camp to meet with a strange loner she had come to befriend..

Warrior:;Mothfeather was a rather proud she-cat when she was finally given her warrior name, a day she would never forget. She was named a warrior along side her best friend Toadpaw, now known as Toadtooth, the two standing vigil together. The tom still held an undeniable sense of love for her, but she was still just as oblivious as ever to it, her sights focused purely on the tom that she snuck out every night to meet. Eight moons after her warrior ceremony, the she-cat was introduced to her two new siblings, Gorsekit and Windkit. But, it was also a time when she bid her mother goodbye, the she-cat dying during kittening. It was a happy but sad day for the family and while Toadtooth did all her could to comfort his friend, Mothfeather turned him away and instead went to her loner mate. It was that night that the bond between them was sealed. But, it was not a romance that was meant to last, after that night, the tom left the clan lands, leaving Mothfeather behind with a broken heart. She was lost in that time, but just as he always had been, Toadtooth was there for her. And, regrettably to her, she used him as a sort of net. Without any true feelings for him, Mothfeather mated with the tom. Toadtooth truly believed that he had won the affections of the she-cat but she held nothing but false affections. It was soon after that she learned that she was carrying kits and Toadtooth, being the excitable tom he was, assumed that they were his, but she knew they were the loner's that had left her. She soon gave birth to four kits, though one came to the same end as her younger sister had before them. But, he couple cared and loved their kits just as any parents would and Mothfeather watched with pride as they grew into strong warriors. And, before she knew it, the grey she-cat was moving into the elder's den along with Toadtooth, though it was not long after that that the tom passed and left the she-cat on her own.

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