Post by GalaxyBunny on Jan 27, 2016 1:22:25 GMT
A Dream Within a Dream
-34 moons-
-Birchstar-
-Male-
-Personality-
Birchstar is a little bit of a girly man. Very expressive and optimistic. He tends to be shy sometimes, however. Mostly because he's afraid to make someone angry or upset. Other than that Birchy is an overall happy cat.
-Appearance-
Snowshoe Calico Mix
Very blotchy, mane base of off white.
Dark Brown, Black, Pale Gray, and Light Brown blotchy spots.
His tail is completely dark brown. Birchstar has big blue eyes. It's these eyes that get him mistaken for a girl a lot.
-History-
Time as a Warrior
Being granted the amazing title of Birchmask, the former apprentice set out to be the best warrior he could be. Constantly on every order and listening to every word of advice. That was until he got the news. His father had passed away soon after he was addressed to a warrior name. Birchmask began to slow down. Every word going in one ear and out the other. He was depressed among compare. His father was the only person out his parents who actually truthfully cared enough about him and his siblings. Sitting at the bottom of his head, a voice on the wind told him it's secrets.
"Everything you lose will come back to you in another form."
Although confused as to whom said that and what exactly it meant, Birchmask tried to make the best of it. He understood it was about loss but- coming back in another form? He thought about it for days. Even asking elders if they had any ideas on to what it meant. When he eventually asked the leader, he was granted with the knowledge he was looking for. The leader told him that one day he wasn't going to feel the same grief. One day he was going to meet somebody he will love just the same (or more) than he loved his father.
The new found information had Birchmask searching for somebody. He didn't know who but, it had to be somebody. He was looking forward to having the lack of grief in his life.
Time as a Deputy
As he progressed in his life as a warrior, the leader had gotten old and was forced to retire. The cat was as brittle as a bag of bones. Soon after passing on due to his brittle and old age. The former deputy, Newtfoot, had moved up to the position of leader and was now in seek of a new deputy.
Words mingled around the camp. There was word that a kind older female would take place to deputy. Or this younger boy would take place. Though nobody knew for sure.
As the leader called for the collection of the clan before the high tree. Not expecting much, Birchmask sat within the crowd within a smile. His theories on who it would be relaying through his head. He had actually made a bet with an elder named Tawnyfur whom it was gonna be. The words from that leader's mouth had Birchmask in awe.
"I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of Ripple Clan is Birchmask."
Everyone turned their heads at the warrior. This wasn't exactly the cat they were looking forward to seeing as a possible leader. Birchmask chuckled nervously and stood, walking up onto the branch and starring down at all his clan members.
It was silent for a moment, but finally he heard the happy chants of his name. Well that's a relief.
Days as a deputy, Birchmask was still optimistic. Still there was a little pressure but he made sure to smile and give reasonable orders.
He had ordered his good friend, Snaketail and one other warrior with their apprentices out on a normal mid-day hunt. He would join them but, he had to deal with his own apprentice, Breezepaw.
He took his apprentice around the camp, having her clean elder's nests and get them some food. Always made him depressed when they went in there. The lack of his old friend always had him thinking.
The sudden burst of 3 cats running into the camp had Birchmask rushing to investigate the problem. The apprentices were badly injured and there was no sign of Snaketail. At Birchmask's inquiry as to where Snaketail was, the warrior hung his head.
"There were foxes in the Basking Trees. They attacked and Snaketail quickly swept in to protect us. The foxes took his life as we ran for help."
Birchmask was enraged. Not at this warrior, at those stupid foxes. He wanted them dead.
He addressed it to Newtstar, but he denied. Newtstar was going to think about it, but he didn't want to risk the life of more warriors.It was dangerous.
Birchmask made good points, however. The Basking Trees aren't that far from camp. What if the foxes decided to get rid of the cats at the source?
Time as a Leader
Newtstar had given into the dangerously approaching foxes. He had collected his finest warriors and set out to rid of the foxes. As they arrived at the Basking Trees- it was oddly silent. Like nothing had been here for moons. A sudden flash of orange had the cat's on end. It was the fox. It hissed and snapped at them, but they were ready. They leaped at the fox, raking at it's fur in hopes in killing it. The fox took a good grasp of Newtstar's neck and went to town. Thrashing back and forth. This fox was going to take down at least 1 cat before it died. A loud snap came from Newtstar, and he went limp. His throat gashed out and terribly mangled. Birchmask went to attend to him, leaving the others to deal with the fox. Newtstar wouldn't move. Birchmask called out the cat's name but to no avail there wasn't a single answer.
The fox finally went down, the cats would continue to rip and tear till they were sure no more life existed within this beast.
Once it was all over, everybody crowded to Newtstar. Noting the lack of movement, they began to cry. Tears flowed down each face. Sure they have protected the rest of the clan from this fox, but they lost a very important very loved cat.
Birchmask blamed himself for this death. 100%. Birchmask was the one who suggested they come kill the fox. Birchmask was the one who argued about it. Birchmask was the one who told him they should.
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