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Name:BlossomStar
Gender:Male
Rank:Leader
Voice Actor:Chris Colfer
Theme Song:To be determined
Battle Theme:To be determined
Description:(will be decided later)
Personality: He's naturally kind and caring. He doesn't get angered or annoyed easily, but if someone in his clan was to get wounded or killed he would be sure to avenge them. A misconception about him is that he is weak, because even when one of his own is murdered, he doesn't seem angry, just saddened. He does feel anger, but he prefers to keep it to himself. An overall even tempered cat.
Some Flaws: He can be childish at times, and has trouble taking certain things seriously.
Some strengths to his personality: He is overall fun and caring, and always tries to help a friend.
Fun Facts:His favorite color is pastel blue
Strengths: He is good at hunting and excels at climbing (if that's counted as a thing along with hunting and fighting). He can climb almost any tree, no matter if there are branches near the bottom of not. This is due to his extraordinarily long claws.
Flaws: Though he has long claws, he isn't the best at fighting. This isnt because he is bad at it, but because he does not enjoy it, so he naturally tries to go easy on his enemies. He tries to put himself in his enemy's place, to feel what they feel. (This backfires on the antagonist we talked about). He is not quick at all, and he only runs in dire situations. He enjoys taking life slow, taking time to stop and smell the roses.
Backstory:
From the moment BlossomKit was born, his mother drilled it into his head that he was in a good clan. At a young age, however, BlossomKit began to notice strange things about his clan. He noticed how some members would go off by themselves and talk about things he didn't understand. He noticed how few females there were. Other than his mother, there was only 1, and she always looked battered, before one day she disappeared completely. He noticed how when his sister, Sunkit, was born and began to grow fluff, all the older toms of the clan gave her weird, hungry looks. BlossomKit wondered these things, but his mother emphasized that he should keep his mouth shut and stay out of their way. BlossomKit obeyed these rules, Sunkit did not. She was close friends with another member of the clan, one who seemed friendly enough. But she was an innocent kitten, and did not realize the darker intentions that plagued this clan and it's member's minds. This clan, Leafclan, was composed of a plain spotted with bushes big enough to be nests.
There were many neighboring clans that associated with Leafclan, and BlossomKit wondered if they were all as strange and awkward as his. As time went on, BlossomKit grew and became Blossompaw. His mentor was the clan leader, Wolfstar. This period of Blossompaw's life was filled with confusion. During their training sessions, Wolfstar would always tell him how sweet he was, or how smart he was, or how proud his mother must be to have such a cute little tom.
Blossompaw blew all this off as just compliments,but sometimes they honestly scared him. As his apprenticeship went on, Wolfstar's compliments started to feel like threats and insults. He would approach him with a wide, sinister grin, and he would tell him how he looked so much like a little girl, or he would emphasize how much fun they could have together if he wasn't always with his mother.
But despite these comments, Wolfstar never touched him. The day directly before his warrior ceremony, Blossompaw found his mother sitting away from the rest of the clan, having a heated conversation with Wolfstar. Blossompaw could'nt hear their conversation, but when it ended, his mother looked deeply frustrated, and Wolfstar looked enraged. The day of his warrior ceremony, when he became Blossomear and Sunpaw became Sunclaw, a neighboring clan asked a favor.
They needed someone who excelled at climbing to rescue an apprentice who had gotten herself stuck up in a tree, and couldn't find the courage to get herself down. Blossomear had found that he was very good at climbing from where he did it in his spare time. He offered to help, much to the neighbor's delight. He turned to say goodbye to his mother, but found that both her and Wolfstar seemed to be missing. Before he could question his sister about it, he was forced to go rescue the apprentice. The actual rescuing only took a few moments, but the neighbors insisted that he stay and eat, which he did. He left as the afternoon came, and promptly hurried home.
The journey home took awhile, and once he arrived he immediately noticed 2 things out of the ordinary: the camp was unnaturally quiet as if it was empty, and his sister, along with everyone else, was missing. Where they had all disappeared, however, Wolfstar had reappeared. He sat at the back of the camp, all by himself. Blossomear didn't think he noticed his arrival back home ; He didn't want him to. He searched for Sunclaw and the tom she was always with, but they were all gone. Blossomear searched for his mother, before deciding that it would make sense if they just got lost hunting or something, and they should be back tomorrow.
As Blossomear headed off to sleep, he noticed there was a stench in the air, but he couldn't place the source, and he was too tired to care about it. He headed off to sleep, and that night he had a horrible nightmare. He was out training by himself as an apprentice. He heard the snap of a twig behind him, and turned to see his mother with a joyous, peaceful expression on her face. She approached him. "Where are you mother? Did you get lost? Are you on your way back home?" His mother merely nuzzled her head into his, and began to laugh. Her laugh was high and joyous, reminding him of all the fun, childish memories in the nursery. He laughed with her, but soon grew tired, his jaw cramping. He tried to close his mouth, it was starting to hurt, but he couldn't . His mouth was set in a monotone laugh. He started crying, it hurt so bad, when it suddenly snapped shut. He was relieved, but soon grew horrified yet again.
His mother's light, airy laugh had been replaced by a low, sinister chuckle that he knew too well. He was still standing close to the form that was his mother a few moments before,their fur was touching, blending together. But instead of his mother's light blonde fur, it was light grey fur that was pressed firmly against him.
He looked up, and immediately regretted doing so. He was almost nose to nose with Wolfstar, who was peering down at him with a smirk that suggested sinful things. Blossomear screamed, but it was drowned out by Wolfstar's laugh that was now booming. He awoke with a start.
Right as he awoke, he was met with the sinister feeling of being watched. He hoisted himself up into a crouch and surveyed the scene. He didn't see anyone, and was about to lay his head back down when he noticed Him.
There, camouflaged in the night, was the shadowy figure of Wolfstar. His large form was hunched over, like he should've been looking downwards, but his eyes rested on Blossomear in a dead stare. He didn't look like he was trying to go unseen, quite the opposite. His expression rivaled his laughter in Blossomear's dream, he now looked melancholy, a look that didn't suit him. Wolfstar beckoned to him after a moment, to which Blossomear followed.
Wolfstar led him through dense forest, before stopping at a small hollow, that was crisscrossed by two fallen trees. He stopped, turned, and made eye contact with Blossomear for a moment. His eyes held solemnness, and slight anger. They made eye contact for a while, before Wolfstar stepped to the side.
There, at the bottom of the hollow, was the corpse of his mother. Her head was cocked at an odd angle, her pelt was streaked with crimson, and her expression was frozen as one of surprise and sadness. Blossomear could only sob as he looked at the empty shell that was his mother. He sat there until sunrise, howling with mental agony.
As he arose, he noticed Wolfstar sitting a few yards away. Blossomear glared at him, but Wolfstar's met his glare with an emotionless expression. "She made me do it . She caused all of this, if she had only cooperated, if they had all cooperated, it would have been fine. After I got rid of her, everyone acted horrified, like I was a monster. Like they were all innocent! Like they cared about her at all! They all think the past matters, but I showed them. It doesn't matter who she was then, she's merely a shadow now, something to be forgotten. They just wanted a reason to turn against me. She killed the entire clan, you know. Her misery and hate has killed us all. All her doing." He took a step towards Blossomear, Blossomear took a step back.
Wolfstar's expression seemed to reset itself, as a smirk formed over his face per usual. "She wouldn't listen to me, Blossomear, but I know a smart boy like you will. What a fine partner you would make. How beautiful you are, a diamond in the rough." The words seemed to slither off of his tongue, like a snake spitting venom. Blossomear turned and tried to run, but was caught from behind by Wolfstar. Blossomear turned and slashed his claws down Wolfstar's face, causing him to howl in pain. Blossomear took the advantage and ran for the hills, not stopping until he made it into unfamiliar territory.
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