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Warrior Cat Oath
I'll remember Brightheart..When I see a scar one someone's face
I will think of WindClan..Every time I win a race.
I'll remember Goosefeather..When nobody believes me
I'll remember Scourge..When someone's teased for being tiny
I'll remember Heathertail..When someone wants to be 'just friends'
I will think of StarClan..When I am near the end
I'll remember Leafpool..When I must follow my heart
I'll remember Hollyleaf..If I ever fall apart
I'll remember Brambleclaw. When I must prove myself.
I'll remember Spottedleaf. When I'm suffering from bad health
I'll remember Lionblaze. When I am feeling strong
I'll remember Tigerstar. If I choose the path that's wrong
I'll remember Dovewing. When I hear of something far away
I'll remember Cloudtail. When a kitten catches their first prey
I'll remember Feathertail. Whenever I must be brave
I'll remember The Tribe. When I'm in a cave
I'll remember Ashfur. When somebody breaks my heart
I'll remember Barley. When me and my siblings are far apart
I'll remember Ivypool. When I try to be the best
I'll remember Firestar. When my loyalty's put to the test
I'll remember the many battles. When I see conflict or strife
I promise to remember all of these cats..
For the rest of my life
A crafty and crazy (in a good way) medicine cat who has a weird love for the smell of rain. You live to help other cats as your father and brother died when you were younger and after all that death you decided you wanted to help any and everycat, no matter what their clan or history was. Your love for everycat was your downfall though. You had a long live and mentored a few cats in your lifetime and was very unpredictable in a fight but sadly died at the hands of The Dark Forest Cats because of your mercy to a black and orange tabby tom you injured. But the tabby was faking, in the last moment The Dark Forest Cat jumped on you and delivered a vicious bite to the neck, killing you straight away.
Now you watch over each new medicine cat whispering advice in their ear in their time of need. You have no kits because of the rule but there was a handsome tom you had your eyes on. You’re remembered for your crazy nature and way with herbs, you were a very good medicine cat and your mercy was respected.
You got Cloverbreeze, the Medicine Cat of WindClan
Cloverbreeze is a white-grey tabby with blue eyes and one black paw. She likes to heal and play with Kits. Cloverbreeze is partly shy, fun to be around, calm, kind, and smart.
Your Family
Cloverbreezes' family consists of Breezepelt and Heathertail (her parents) and Fuzzytail (her sister). Cloverbreeze is best friends with Wolfwhisker.
Your Social Life
Cloverbreeze isn't that well known in the other Clans. Certain cats know her from other Clans because of Half Moon gatherings, Gatherings, and times when she helps the other Clans with shortage of herbs.
Your Best Memory
(When Cloverbreeze was Cloverpaw)
Sniffing the overgrown clump of Catmint, I breathed in the sweet smell of the plant in front of me. Bending over to nip a few stems off I heard a noise. I sat up. It called again. The sound of a cat in pain whisked around on the wind. I got to my paws and raced towards the sound. As I neared the lake, I heard it growing stronger. Skidding to a halt at the top of the rise, I gazed down at the scene ahead of me. Two cats stood, fur ridged, standing belly deep in mud (since this is the time when the drought was happening) was snarling in fear and rage at a russet colored creature a few tail lengths away from them on the shore. 'A FOX!' I thought. I panicked as I thought of what to do. Just as I though I would have to attack it, the fox turned away and dissapeard into the forest. I raced down the moor and stopped at the mud-line. I reach over the ground and sink my teeth gently into the scruff of the closest cat to me. I dragged him out and when back to the other. Once they were on the shore, I got some thyme and cobwebs and dock. For the first time right then and there, treating these ThunderClan cats, I realized I saved they're lives.
Your Death
Cloverbreeze died in a powerful bought of Greencough. She cured every cat else, but while she cared for them, she picked some up herself. When she was done curing for almost all the cats, there was one cat left. Goldenkit. There wasn't enough Catmint left for both of them. So Cloverbreeze did what she thought was right. She gave the last bit of Catmint left in the territory to the kit.
Affects of Your Death
After your death, your Apprentice, Rainfeather, became WindClans full Medicine Cat and still likes to pretend your beside him and he talks to you, knowing what you would probably say. Your family misses you dearly and your mother visits your grve regularly.
Name: Moonsage
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Mother: Snowsky
Father: Tigerstripe
Littermates: Dawnflight (She-Cat), Russetclaw (Tom)
Fur: Light brown with darker brown stripes
Eyes: A deep, lush green with lighter specks
Personality: Quiet, shy, helpful, modest, likeable, stubborn, anxious, kind, gentle, wise
As a kit, you were calmer than your littermates. You had two denmates as well, Thrushkit and Fernkit, but you never paid any attention to any of them, other than breaking up the occasional fight between the kits. The older warriors admired your patience as a young one, and often times you could be found listening to the elders' stories in their den. Other times, you could be found being the pretend medicine cat as your denmates battled, coming to the rescue as one of the kits played dead. You had a satisfying early life, and your parents were very proud when you decided to become apprentice to Duskflower, the medicine cat.
You were a well respected apprentice, always listening to your mentor. There was only one time when your old denmates convinced you otherwise. You got in trouble for crossing over to the WindClan border on a dare with Fernpaw and Russetpaw, but you did not get caught by your clan or WindClan.
The biggest event for you as an apprentice was not only big, it was life-changing. It was a battle with ShadowClan over half-clan kits. Your father was part of the battle. Duskflower and you raced around, trying to reach every injured cat. Some wounds were more serious than others. While you treated the ones with minor gashes, your mentor took care of the more demanding injuries. One warrior had a gash down his leg, wide enough to almost reach the bone, while another had only a scratch on his ear.
It was also your job to locate those in need of tending. That was when you saw him...your father. He was taking on two large ShadowClan warriors by himself. Both were larger than he was, with sharper fangs, and more of a bloodthirsty look in their eyes. One swiped at Tigerstripe's muzzle, leaving claw marks imprinted there. Another shoved your father to the ground.
They continued to batter and beat him until you couldn't watch anymore. You were too frightened to dart forward and stop them. This wasn't your denmates arguing...this was a real battle. You hadn't been trained for this! Too numb to speak, or call for any to help, you watched as your father was throw to the ground again and again, unable to defend himself. Each time, a new injury was added to the already growing heap.
"ShadowClan retreat!"
The cats had gotten their prize, two kits swinging from the father's jaws, mewling for help as they were enveloped in darkness. Finally, you were able to regain your speech and call for help. By the time Duskflower reached him, it was too late. Your father managed to say good bye to his mate and you one last time before bleeding to death.
After that, you were quieter. You performed your duties with less enthusiasm, but were as hard working as ever. Often, you remembered that night and blamed yourself, crying quietly.
Soon, you visited the Moonpool and earned the name of Moonsage, after your work with herbs and pateince with injured cats and the elders. Your brother and sister earned the names of "Russetclaw" and "Dawnflight" soon after, with Fernpaw becoming "Fernheart" and Thrushpaw becoming "Thrushpath".
Dawnflight and Thrushpath became mates, and you helped deliver your sister's two healthy kits, Tigerkit and and Flowerkit. (Both grow up to become honorable warriors.)
Duskflower dies of sickness, along with Fernheart and one of the elders in Leaf-bare, causing the clan to go into mourning, and, needless to say, you become the main medicine cat.
You live to a ripe old age, and take on an apprentice when one becomes interested. His name was Yewpaw, and he was excited by practically everything. He made you smile and you treated him oftentimes like he was your own kit. When he earned his full name, you called him "Yewheart" for the way he warmed your heart with his excitability and curiousity. Soon, you knew, he would become a great medicine cat for the clan.
Moons after Yewheart earned his name, WindClan cats were caught sneaking into your territory for prey that had wandered over. Many cats fought, and you couldn't help but see the resembalance to the ShadowClan battle where your father had been killed. This time, it was Yewheart who scurried around, treating the minor injuries.
Suddenly, you heard a squeak of terror from the apprentice, and you whipped towards the sound to see Yewheart lash out quickly with his paw, defending your sister's kit, Flowerpaw. Instantly, you recognized the danger and as the WindClan warrior darted forward, you were faster.
The claws, instead of hitting Flowerpaw, hit your neck.
You died instantly.
StarClan gladly welcomed you, and you were escorted there by your father, who insisted that it was not your fault he had died. You were able to watch as Yewheart became medicine cat, and visited him often to tell him of omens and prophecies.
Redfeather
You are Redfeather!
Congratulations! You are Redfeather! You are a very pretty red dappled cat with deep green eyes. You are from ThunderClan and you are also ThunderClan's best hunter. You've trained two apprentices so far and both are doing very well. You are kind, and caring, and you'd do anything to help a clanmate in need. One day, the camp flooded because of the nonstop rain that poured into it. A kit almost drowned, but you managed to save it, and almost lost your own life in the process. A few seasons later, after training a third apprentice, the clan's leader retired to the elder's den and the deputy became the leader. You were chosen to be deputy! What luck! Everyone in the clan seemed to be happy with this choice, you were the perfect cat for the job! After a few more seasons you train a fourth apprentice, but this time, she wanders off to go hunting, but then gets hit by a monster and is killed. You are very sad because she could've made a very talented warrior.
You are Stoneflower, the deputy of Riverclan. Your parents were Ashfrost and Brackentail, who named you Stonekit because of your strength and will to learn. You had spent most of your days as a kit playing with your brother, Reedkit. And your sister, Mudkit. One day you decided that you and your brother and sister would go out on an adventure to see what the river really looked like (Since you had only heard stories about it) so you, Mudkit, and Reedkit slipped out of camp early in the morning, when everyone was still motionless in their nests. Once you three had made it to the river, You and Reedkit dared Mudkit to cross the stepping stones. She hesitated at first, but then slowly made her way to the stones. Once she had made it about half way across, Mudkit lost her footing and fell into the river. When you had made it back to camp, Without Mudkit, you explained to the clan what had happened. About three moons later you and Reedkit became apprentices and were given your apprentice names. You were sad that Mudkit wasn't there to receive her name, but you were still excited about your first training session and your new mentor. You and Reedpaw received your warrior names moons later after driving out a group of rogues from your border. You and Reedpaw became Reedtalon, and Stoneflower. After Leaf-bare, when a deadly Greencough had just been eliminated from the camp, your deputy had passed from this cough. Your leader named you deputy, explaining the clan about your bravery and loyalty to Riverclan. After seasons past, you, Stonestar had died after having three kits. Blackkit, Eaglekit, and Mudkit.
