Full Name: Leaf that blows in wind
Nickname: Leaf
KOOT
Age at death: 9 moons
Aw man that's sad. But not as common as you'd expect! Great!
Rank: To-be, training to be a Prey-hunter
Noice.
Tribe: Tribe of Forest Meadows
Original, haven't seen it anywhere.
Description: Tortoiseshell She-kit with hazel eyes and white ears
Not long, but enough to make me see her. It's great!
Personality: Energetic, hyper cat, who like to explore and play. She is afraid of heights and is very reckless. She is an extrovert.
Flaws are in there, good traits, and shows her very well.
Mother: Fish that swims in lake
Adorable.
Father: Tree that stands in glade
Amazing.
Littermates: None
Mate: none
Kits: none
Leaf was born in the middle of Leaf-bare when her mother had Greencough oh no, so her mother was too weak to play with her bad news, kits. Instead, she played with the older kits and was always trying to prove that she was as strong, as fast, and as good at fighting as them Niceeee. . They became to-be's before her, and she spent most of her remaining kit-hood exploring in places she wasn't supposed to be in lol. Her father, who was a cave guard, was disappointed when the Teller of Pointed stones chose her to be a Prey-hunter, but he tried not to take his anger out on her, especially when her mother died, having never really recovered from kitting when she had Greencough ;-;. She became a To-be when she was eight moons old, the normal age for tribe to-bes. She enjoyed learning to hunt but hated doing chores around camp saaaameee. Half a moon later, while she was on a hunting patrol, a group of rogues ooohh no attacked her patrol. The cave guards who were on the patrol tried to keep the cats from attacking the hunters, but while Leaf was running away, one of the rogues chased her and caught up with her, and because she was a Prey-hunter, she didn't have good enough fighting skills to successfully fight him off, and he killed her welp .
Great backstory, everything is well made. She has everything a good cat needs. Thank StarClan that there were no apprentice-hood relationships. Don't do a thing (or history will prove you wrong [sorry not sorry])
