CHERRYLEAF: RiverClan

[[ WOLFIE ]]

cherryleaf
she-cat ,, twenty-six moons ,, riverclan ,, warrior



A P P E A R A N C E
a creamy-colored tabby she-cat with exquisite blue eyes

P E R S O N A L I T Y

first person: 961 words

{ talkative & extrovert }

Now to let you in on how I am mentally, emotionally, and all that grand ole stuff that goes on inside my mind. I'm not going to start out simple, because with me, there is no simplicity. Nothing about me makes sense unless I dive into detail. Or maybe I'm just a bit talkative. Oh, yes, I'm extremely talkative. I could go on forever and ever about myself, about my clanmates, how the prey's running, that tree over there, and my family, too. I can talk all day, and unfortunately, that ends me up alone a lot. Some cats just can't stand my babble! Neither can the prey, which never seems to be around when I'm out and about. I constantly have to hunt on my own because when I'm with another cat I talk constantly. I hope, that with my next apprentice, I get a quiet one so that they don't give me much reason to talk.

Since I like to talk so much, I guess it's not surprising to any cat that I'm really social. I completely hate to be alone. That's what makes me such an extrovert. Basically meaning that I really like the company of other cats. I like to do stuff with my clanmates, which is usually why I get up early and go on any patrol I can. To be honest, I have a fear of ending up alone. Like a hunting trip from sunrise to sunhigh. It freaks me out and in my mind I begin to start thinking that they all left me and I'm going to end up having to live with twolegs - another fear of mine. Since I hate to be alone, it's pretty logical that if I were exile I'd end up living in another Clan, or as a kittypet, since my fear of being alone gives me a bit of an anxiety issue when I am alone. I begin to talk to myself and get all jumpy. It's not a pretty sight.

{ excitable and insane }


It's especially awkward when I'm having these anxiety attacks, talking to myself and stuff, and then another cat finds me and just looks at me funny. They think I'm insane. Well, honestly, I don't blame them. I am insane sometimes. Like climbing up a tree to some of the lowest branches and jumping down on a passing by cat. They call me crazy and insane for even thinking of jumping out of a tree. I've been accused of thinking I can fly, which I just laugh at. Flying cats. Hah! I like doing things like that. Jumping into a part of the river that's "dangerous" which really doesn't even look that bad. Yes, it's very daredevil of me, but aren't daredevil's insane as well? Besides, it's very exciting and causes such an adrenaline rush! Crossing thunderpaths is no problem for me.

I guess that really leads me to my next personality trait. I'm very, very excitable. My first gathering, I was two moons into being an apprentice, and I was shaking with happiness. My mentor thought I would out-grow that by going to more gatherings. Nope! I still shake with excitement when I find out I'm going to gatherings! I also get excited doing simple things, too. Like whenever I've been asked to help our medicine cat collect herbs, I get really excited and bounce around like a kit now and then. Well, actually, now that I've been a warrior for so long, I'm beginning to mellow out a bit. I don't "bounce around like a kit" or shake all too much anymore. Yes, I'll still shake once I see all the Clan cats on the island and think about what might happen at the gatherings. Or, I'll shake on the way to the battle, wondering what'll happen and making me more anxious and excited in the bad sense.

{ intelligent and short tempered }


Don't get me wrong, though. Many of these traits make me seem like a very naive cat. Don't judge prey by the way it looks, though. I have proven myself to be very intelligent among my peers. I was asked a couple times, before the few battles that I've been in, about what we should do and such. ____star had let me become apart of the discussion with the senior warriors twice. Yes, I kept track, and I'm still surprised. As I said before, I can memorize scents easily. It's not surprising to others anymore when I'm able to say who's on the ThunderClan border patrol when it's just the wind that's blowing towards us. I can also remember what happened two gatherings ago if you want me to tell you. No? Okay. Well, I can also remember all the hiding places I've found in our territory, on the island, and even a few in some of the others Clans from a little bit of those battles.

But, yeah, even though all these traits are pretty good I also have a bit of an issue. I completely can't stand whiny apprentices and elders and I get so short-tempered with other warriors sometimes! No, more than just sometimes! Gosh, always wanting to go into battle or wanting more territory and it just getting old. I admit it, I'm completely short-tempered around certain things. Elders that are always complaining about their bedding have good reason, but don't need to scare away all the prey with their crotchetiness. Yes, that's a word. And apprentices that complain about not going to a gathering. Great StarClan, you'll get to go to plenty gatherings in the future! Just be patient.

So, before I start ranting any longer, let's just stop talking about my personality traits. To be simple I love to talk, I hate to be alone, I get excited about a lot of things, I'm a daredevil, and I'm a bit short-tempered. Happy?

H I S T O R Y
first person: 1486 words

Blueflower and Oakwood had been friends since they were apprentices. It wasn't really a surprise to any cat in the Clan when Oakwood began to woo my mother. Or well, future mother at the time. Blueflower had had a crush on him for the longest time. The other queens in the nursery when I was a kit used to always talk about how much she had talked about Oakwood when they first became warriors. They'd only been born a moon apart and Oakwood hadn't wanted to become an apprentice until Blueflower did and so they became warriors at the same time, too. Gosh, my parents were in love. Again, no surprises when Blueflower had kits either.

Blueflower had me and my brother, Mudfoot, or well, at the time we were Cherrykit and Mudkit. You know how elders usually like kits? Like talking to them and stuff? Well, the elders of my time really didn't like me for some reason. Mudfoot told me it's because I don't shut up and so I began a rant about how he just needs to shut up. Maybe he was right, I don't know. So once I gave up on the elders, I was constantly trying to get into the medicine cat's den, the warriors' den, apprentices' den... I had been so completely bored with the nursery. Everyone got annoyed with me, even Mudfoot. The only ones that didn't was Blueflower and who I thought was my father, Oakwood. There was another cat who didn't mind my annoying talkativeness. Sagewing.

I'm not sure how I didn't see it from the start. The same striking blue eyes, not to mention the same bit of tabby we had. Mudfoot has his build, because they were both strong, especially when it came to taking down other cats. How couldn't I see it? It was when I was ready to become an apprentice that we found out. Blueflower and Oakwood had been in an arguement, so bad that Sagewing even stepped in the middle - big mistake. Oakwood leaped at Sagewing and they fought in the middle of camp! It had been so scary, to be honest. I didn't know why. Then ____star broke it up and Oakwood began hissing at my mother, threatening to kill her because she was a "cheater." At the time... I wasn't sure what that meant.

____star found Oakwood a threat after that and we drove him out, which may have honestly been the cause of my fear of being driven out. I didn't want to end up like the person whom I had thought was my father. At first, I didn't like Sagewing. I was mad that he didn't tell me he was my dad. I warmed up to him, though, and that was a good thing. Mudfoot... Well, Mudfoot had been really close to Oakwood as a kit. He still doesn't like Sagewing. It was harder for him. What was harder? Oh, yeah, I haven't gotten there yet.

Well, soon we were made into Cherrypaw and Mudpaw. Yes, apprentices! My mentor was really nice and patient. Her name was Snowtail. It was a suiting name. Her tail was completely pure white! Like snow on the highstones in leaf-bare! Patience was a good thing, because of how much I like to talk. She would politely interrupt me and tell me it was time to get to work. She was incredible, and also had a good sense of smell. She was the cat that taught me how to fish, how to use my back legs to my advantage, and how to put my nose to good use. In all honesty, sometimes I really miss being an apprentice, though cleaning out the bedding for the elders and the nursery really gets on my nerves.

It was during my apprenticeship that I got closer to Sagewing. Blueflower asked me to, because she said it would make her happy. I wasn't sure why she told me that, but now I think I know. Once I got closer to him, friends and all, leaf-bare hit. It was horrible, there was greencough and it took hold of my mother. I didn't leave her side, or at least when I didn't have to I didn't. I hunted for her, even though she never really ate all of it. I was so worried, and Sagewing was, too. I could see it in his eyes - the eyes that are all too much like mine. I didn't see much of Mudfoot around that time, when we were apprentices in general I didn't see him all too much. Greencough is a terrible sickness, and all I can say is that it takes cats that don't need to go to StarClan. Not yet.

Greencough took my mother from me.

It all fell into place the night she went. She called me and Mudfoot to her and she told us that she'd been having dreams since leaf-fall. Dreams of starry cats beckoning her, running around her with joy in their faces. She said that stars flew out from behind their paws and when she ran with them, she noticed stars beginning to fly from her paws as well. She said she also had a dream where me and Mudfoot had been so sad. We were yowling her name and so depressed and everytime she tried to talk to us, she kept getting farther away and stars began to appear around her the farther she got. Blueflower said that this was StarClan's way of telling her that it was nearing her time to go and that she knew that it was that night she would find her way to the stars.

Mudfoot disappeared for two days after, though we could tell that he never left the borders. He was only an apprentice, so we were all worried. When he came back, every cat flocked around him, worried, and he just snapped at them and went to take a nap. He still worries me - so grumpy and pessimistic. I had realized that mother wanted me to get close to Sagewing because he helped me through those tough times. We were able to have each other to talk to and Sagewing acted like a true father. He was a bit of an older warrior, but he was my father for sure. Snowtail understood that I needed to go on hunting patrols with him for awhile. She had lost her sister when she was a younger warrior.

It was after I proved a good addition to RiverClan that I became Cherryleaf and my brother became Mudfoot. It was still hard, without Blueflower, but being a warrior was fantastic. I took on my new responsibilities head-on and didn't let anyone question me. I caught as much prey as I could and went on so many patrols my paws were hurting by the end of the day. At gatherings I was very talkative, though I was and still am smart enough not to be mouse-brained and tell any other Clan cat about too much RiverClan stuff. Keep it short and not very insightful if asked.

The first part of being a warrior was pretty easy and went by fast. It was completely predictible after awhile and that's when I hinted to ____star that I needed an apprentice so that I wouldn't go crazy or completely crazy anyway. Redpaw was my apprentice. He was very excitable, like me, but I tried to be a good example for him, which ended badly and I realized I should just be myself with a bit more responsibility. He liked to randomly go off on his own, though, which worried me a bunch. I think some of my hairs that hadn't used to be gray, turned gray from this apprentice making me worry. And I'm not even fifty moons! Gosh, he was a handful.

Redpaw was eager to train, though, and so I trained him. He had strong legs, like me, but also in the front. He could run much faster than I could. He was very good at gatherings, though. Nice and quiet, and also respectful while the leaders were talking and reporting. He became Redfur after the usual time that an apprentice is an apprentice. I had been extremely proud. I mean, really! Me having my apprentice become a warrior - me! It was definitely exciting and me and Redfur became pretty close as friends until he died in a border dispute by the river. He fell in at a part where the rapids roared in your ears and never came back up. I felt like I failed as a mentor, but I was assured that I had trained him to be an amazing warrior and that it was just his time to go join StarClan.

It still tears me up now and then that my only apprentice died.

Now after so many moons, life is still moving on and cats are still being born. This life is amazing.

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O O C - A L I A S
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O T H E R - C H A R A C T E R S
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