OSPREYFEATHER → ROSECLAN

[→OSPREYFEATHER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][cs=2] OSPREYFEATHER ● WARRIOR ● ROSECLAN

[PERFECTIONIST] ● [COMPASSIONATE] ● [ENTHUSIASTIC]

General Knowledge Age: fifty-six moons Breed: mixed Reason for Name: OSPREY → Like the osprey, he is brown and white, which is why his parents chose this name FEATHER It is to match his prefix, osprey, a bird, and that his fur is soft like feathery down, and his love of feather trinkets, which lined his apprentice nest Appearance [ospreyfeather is an average sized tom-cat, but his long fur negates that. it has an almost downy appearance, clumped together slightly. his fur is a mix of two colours; white, which reaches up his forehead, passes under his eyes and cheeks, along his stomach and sides, down his legs, until it reaches the base of his tail, where it stops. the rest of his fur is browny ginger colour, somewhere in the middle of the two colours - not quite ginger, but not quite brown.] [his eyes are one of his defining features. they are a soft, grassy green, ringed with a slight yellow around the outside of the irises. his nose is also a bright, eye-catching pink, which is another defining feature of his. his ears are the same colour as his browny-ginger fur.] Personality [PERFECTIONIST] → ospreyfeather wants everything to be perfect. before sleeping, he'll arrange and rearrange his nest, putting everything in the right place. he is also a perfectionist in the fact he grooms well, constantly, and passed that trait on to his daughter, wanting fur to be perfect. even when hunting, he constantly readjusts, wanting to make that perfect jump, kill the prey in one, quickly, and efficiently. [COMPASSIONATE] → ospreyfeather is a compassionate cat. he will listen to other's problems, help them, talk to them. he's always been like that. he wants to help. even with his own family. that gives others the impression he wants to intefere, but in reality, he wants, he needs, everyone to be happy. he needs it. [ENTHUSIASTIC] → ospreyfeather was an enthusiastic father, and an enthusiastic warrior. he loves hunting, loves patrolling. he just loves life. he' always one of the first to volunteer, and he wants everyone to be as enthusiastic as him. [GENEROUS] → ospreyfeather wants to give. he wants to be friends, and he gives. most of his trinkets he found went to his family, his friends. he's not greedy; he shares his things, his food, his nest. for those he cares for. [HUMOROUS] → ospreyfeather has a sense of humour. he loves cracking jokes, puns, and anything to make others laugh. he wants others around him to be happy, because that makes him happy. History Family: mother → sweetdove → long haired white she-cat with green eyes → aged eighty-nine moons father → dirtfur → brown and white tom with blue eyes → died twenty moons ago as one of the first victims of the mosquito plague, aged seventy-two moons brother → pipitwing → small brown and white tom with green eyes → aged fifty-six moons "sister" → larksong → light brown tabby with amber eyes → aged fifty-six moons mate → lilyleaf → beautiful white she-cat with yellow eyes eyes → killed by a pike three moons ago, aged sixty-four moons daughter → poppyfur → ginger and white tabby with amber eyes → aged thirty-seven moons daughter → brightkoi → mainly white calico with a few ginger and black spots and blue eyes → aged thirty seven moons son → hareleap → grey tom with some white spotting and green eyes → aged thirty-seven moons grand-daughter → petuniapetal → long haired dilute calico with green eyes → aged twelve moons grandson → warblerflight → long haired grey-tabby tom with yellow eyes → aged twelve moons [dirtfur and sweetdove weren't exactly the perfect match for each other. as apprentices, they constantly fought, verbally and physically. so when the two of them became mates when they were warriors, it was a surprise to everyone. it didn't stop their bickering, though. there were still times they were at each other's throats, but they had their moments of tenderness. that was how sweetdove ended up in the nursery, pregnant for the first and last time.] [at the same time sweetdove retired to the nursery, another she-cat, a good friend of sweetdove, retired too. nobody actually knew who the father of her kits were, but as she had the right to not tell anyone, nobody asked. blossomflight, the other she-cat, and sweetdove, had been raised together in the nursery at the same time, and were best friends. blossomflight had told sweetdove not to get with dirtfur, as she quite disliked the way he had treated her, but was happy for her when she announced they were mates.] [sweetdove went into labour first. she gave birth to two sons; ospreykit and pipitkit. both sons were named for birds, which sweetdove decided would be the tradition with her kits. ospreykit was larger, so he was given the name of a fierce predator. pipitkit was smaller, named after a small bird. the day after her own kits were born, blossomflight gave birth. at first, it was joyous; the first kit came out; a precious she-kit. but then it started to go wrong before sweetdove's very eyes. her best friend had a kit stuck, and she started to bleed out, very quickly. blossomflight's life was extinguished. in a moment of desperation, the medicine cat, diamondpelt, cut open blossomflight in an attempt to save her kits, but it was too late. they all died in the womb, besides the one already born. outraged, sweetdove chased the medicine cat out and took the young she-kit for herself, licking furiously. before either of their kits had been born, the two mothers had discussed names. blossomflight said she wanted one to be lark-kit, because the lark was her favourite bird, both for it's song, and for it's taste. so, sweetdove adopted the kit as her own, and called her lark-kit.] [ospreykit, pipitkit and lark-kit were raised as blood siblings, their mother never telling them otherwise. she didn't want to think lark-kit was never as wanted as her sons, and even though other cats wanted to tell her, sweetdove made them promise they would never tell, so no one ever did. the kits were happy, and even dirtfur treated lark-kit as his own. he greatly regretted never making it up to blossomflight by trying to reconcile with her before her death. ospreykit and pipitkit were also quite protective of their sister, sticking up for her if other kits or apprentices laughed at her, or called her names. sweetdove would also punish them, shouting or hitting them. she had become quite bitter since blossomflight's death, but dirtfur loved her all the same.] [so then they became apprentices. cinderbird was ospreypaw's mentor, nettleash was pipitpaw's, and dirtfur was made larkpaw's mentor, on request from sweetdove. cinderbird had a friend, eleven moons older than ospreypaw, that caught the tom-cat's eye. her name was lilyleaf, and ospreypaw, despite only being six moons, was crazily in love with her. he thought it was awkward, and though he made friends with her, he never told her, too nervous to, thinking she would say he was too young for her. so he trained with cinderbird, day and night, to become a warrior. he wanted lilyleaf to notice him. he was desperate. he told cinderbird, who said there would be no harm in telling her, but that he should at least wait until he was a warrior. so he waited.] [ospreypaw was twelve moons old. he, pipitpaw and larkpaw were made warriors together. ospreypaw became ospreyfeather, both for his feather, and his love of his feather trinkets. pipitpaw became pipitwing, for his pickiness when eating birds and always taking their wings off before he ate, and larkpaw became larksong, for her beautiful voice. the three of them were great; they hunted together, went on patrols together. then it took six moons before ospreyfeather plucked up the courage to bring one of his prized trinkets, a large ruby set into a silver ring, to lilyleaf. he was eighteen moons, and she was eleven moons older. she had been a warrior before his birth, but that didn't stop him. he told her how he felt, he gave her the ring, and they became mates.] [it took only a moon before lilyleaf retired to the nursery. ospreyfeather was excited. he wouldn't shut up about it. at all. pipitwing and larksong would throw things at him to get him to be quiet. so, eventually, he got the picture, but then his three kits were born, and ospreyfeather spent nearly every waking hour in the nursery. three kits, two daughters and a son. it was all he ever wanted. brightkit, poppykit and harekit. ospreyfeather was an attentive father, always in the nursery. he'd check on them in the morning, at noon, in the evening, and before he went to bed. when lilyleaf had weaned them and went back out to do warrior duties, ospreyfeather stayed with them when he could, constantly grooming them, especially brightkit. she was such a gorgeous little kit, and he knew she would grow up to be a beautiful she-cat. he would never admit it, but she was his favourite kit, a mix of his colour and lilyleaf's white. she was daddy's little girl, and whilst he loved all his kits, brightkit would always be his favourite] [when the three became apprentices, ospreyfeather finally started to spent more time hunting and patrolling. he spent more time with lilyleaf, still in love with her. brightpaw came back every day, telling him of her adventures. he would sit and listen, and even tell her his own stories from apprenticeship, how he got into trouble with pipitwing and larksong. he was still close to his siblings. he always was, but with his family, his own family, he spent less time with them. larksong and pipitwing adored the three siblings, and doted on them, almost as much as ospreyfeather himself.] [then he noticed brightpaw put her eyes on another apprentice, graypaw. he didn't approve, but he wanted his little girl to be happy, so he let her. when graypaw became grayclaw, he gave her a river stone. ospreyfeather saw the relationship developing, so when his baby girl became a warrior with her siblings; brightkoi, poppyfur, and hareleap. ospreyfeather watched brightkoi and grayclaw's on and off relationship, not exactly happy, but if his baby was happy, then he would be happy too.] [when ospreyfeather was thirty-six moons, four moons after his kits became warriors, his father was one of the first deaths of the mosquito plague. nobody else in his family were affected; they were safe. ospreyfeather kept his family, his mate, his children, even closer after that. eight moons later, his baby girl retired to the nursery. ospreyfeather was just as excited as when brightkoi and her siblings were born. then grayclaw became disinterested in her. ospreyfeather, outraged at their break-up during brightkoi's labour, chased him off before the kits were named, swearing he would kill grayclaw if he touched brightkoi again.] [so his grandchildren, a boy and a girl, were born. petuniakit and warblerkit. ospreyfeather was so proud of his daughter, and of her children. lilyleaf told her to feed some lie to the kits about the father, but brightkoi refused, and ospreyfeather agreed with her. it wouldn't be right. brightkoi continued to live her life, other males giving her trinkets, but never the river stones that grayclaw had given her. ospreyfeather was thankful for that.] [ospreyfeather took an active part in the kit's life. he loved them, wanted them to succeed like their mother, but he wanted to be happy, not to fall in love with a dirt bag that would leave them. when they turned nine moons, lilyleaf was looking after kits for another queen that were playing in water. she saw the pike coming and the kits didn't have enough time to get out, so lilyleaf leaped in, and chased it off, but it killed her, giving the kits time to escape. ospreyfeather was devastated, knowing he would never have another litter of kits with lilyleaf. though the pike was caught and the clan feasted well, ospreyfeather became sullen, quiet and sad, for a while, but his children, and his grandchildren, kept him going, along with support from his mother and his siblings.] [then brightkoi's babies became warriors. ospreyfeather was proud, but he knew brightkoi had suffered from lilyleaf's death too. he is still trying to get over lilyleaf's death, and hopes to find a friend willing to help him, just as brightkoi wants a new mate who will love her forever.]

cake onyxstar; marblepaw; smokestripe jonathan lidbeck @ flickr adopted

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