kestrelflight // tempest

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name kestrelflight

age thirty five moons

gender she-cat

clan tempestclan



rank warrior





reason for name kestrel - named for the brown/orange markings on the bird in correlation to her pelt ; flight - her swiftness and love of birds



appearance description

the only true word to describe kestrelflight is fluff. lots and lots of fluff. her fur is a thick, puffy mess. she grooms is constantly in order to keep it looking kept and neat, but it's kind of a pain in the butt. it loves to attract things like twigs and burrs. it's thick insulation keeps her warm, but sometimes it makes her appear slightly larger than she really is.







in reality, kestrelflight is pretty tiny for a clan cat. her frame is tiny and wiry, with the only non-minuscule part of her being her tail. starting from her head, she appears normal size. her eyes are almond shaped, which give hear face a soft, friendly appearance. her ears are large and cupped, giving her a forever-kitten look. almost immediately, her torso meets her neck in a jutting fashion, although it's hard to distinguish beneath her fur. she may not appear to have much muscle on her bones, but don't be a fool. her shoulder bones fray out when she takes a leap or lunges into a run, but most of the time she appears as a small square, with all of her curves hidden beneath her fray. her paws are pretty tiny and delicate, giving her an advantage when it comes to weaving in and out of foliage, but they don't help with hunting much. her claws are long and sharp, hooked at the end, although it's not as though she uses them much. her back legs are perhaps the most powerful of her body, and also the most defined. most of these details are lost though, as one marvels at the fact that her tail is nearly the length of her body. sometimes it unconsciously puffs out to show her emotions, but most of the time it's just kind of hanging around, doing whatever. as stated before, however, what really stands out is her pelt and it's coloring.







being born from a tortoiseshell mother and a tabby father, kestrelflights main colorings reflect her mothers side. her dominant color is black, but orange takes a fair amount of surface as well, with a palette of browns and tans mixed in. most of her pelt is a hodgepodge of color, with a splash of orange here, a streak of brown there, and a blob of black wherever. it sounds messy, but it has an odd way of being alluring. her paws have a couple speckles of white in them, although it's barely distinguishable. her face is the most colorful, with a basic half-black half-orange split. her nose is small and black, but most of the time is indistinguishable from her face. the last part of her that stands out is here gaze- with piercing moss-green eyes and amber flecks. the green is the only color one can see at first, but if a closer look is taken, there are amber, almost golden, flecks all throughout.

quirks

-- easily trusting

-- sensitive            

-- optimistic

-- persistent

-- observant

-- introverted

-- emotional

-- loves birds

-- fear of loneliness

-- fear of abandonment

-- extremely swift

-- agile

-- excellent listener

-- decent tracker

personality

kestrelflight is a sweet-heart. with a full-blown mother complex, this little girl will spend hours fussing over the kits and apprentices of the camp, while also lashing tongues at her clanmates for not eating or keeping groomed. she does it all in jest, for she doesn't have a truly mean bone in her body. don't confuse her open heart and kind soul for weakness though, she knows how to fight and she isn't afraid to defend herself or her friends. she upholds the warrior code with utmost respect, although if she were to be truly honest with herself, some rules were meant to be broken.







her favorite pastime is probably watching over others, although she does enjoy the occasional light hunting. if starclan would allow her, she would probably spend most of her days in the nursery chatting with the queens and helping with kits, but she knows she has duties that say otherwise. she enjoys telling tales of her adventures, but always keeps them lighthearted. in fact, kestrelflight always tries to keep things positive. she's a prey-pile half full kind of cat, and tries to make others see things that way as well. to bet a mouse on it, she probably annoys other cats with it. she has a pesky way of getting under claws when she constantly tries to cheer other cats up and show them positive side of the world. she's not naive by far, but sometimes she tends to lessen the consequences of things like famine and war.







sometimes, she misses the real weight of things, and it takes her a little longer to understand the impact of things. she's an extremely empathetic cat, but sometimes she has trouble seeing things from others perspectives. she has good intentions, but not all share in her views. she's definitely a dreamer, and has high ambitions, as well as struggles with staying down to earth. she's often caught daydreaming about silly things- most like romance and having a family of her own.







when things do get to kestrelflight, however, she turns quiet. as a usual chatterbox, it's easy to notice when something is bothering her. even if she's in the heat of an argument, she simply deflects the insults and tries to be the better cat. but when she's upset, she gets quiet, and simply wants the company of a good friend to cheer her up. she doesn't enjoy being a slump, and will do anything she can to escape it. sometimes, however, you can catch her hiding behind a den or out in the forest simply observing the world. she has the curiosity of a kitten, and loves studying birds. she can sit and listen to their cries for hours. this isn't to say she wouldn't hunt them or eat them, but often she's envious of their wings. she wishes she could fly, and wonders what the views are like from up above. it's a far-fetched dream and she knows others would laugh, so she rarely tells anyone. if she tells you, consider yourself extremely valued and lucky. she's a loyal friend, but if you betray her, watch out, she can be pretty cunning.

family

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experience

kestrelflight is not a cat with a sob-story background. not to say she didn't have her hard times, but she likes to generally think she had a pretty good upbringing. born to two loving parents, kestrelflight was the only kit in her litter, with one older sister. her mother loved her dearly, and it's probably the reason for kestrelflight's personality. she always admired her mother, and wanted to be like her from day one. her mother chose to stay in the nursery after she became an apprentice, which set some distance between them. kestrelflight wasn't put off, however. she was the only kit in the nursery at the time, and had to learn to play by herself. she had an active and wild imagination, which never really left.







one day, her sister brought her and her mother prey- a vole for her mother, and a finch for kestrelflight. kestrel had never eaten bird, and being as young as she was, had never really ventured far enough outside the den, or stayed out long enough, to really know what birds were. her sister explained, and took her outside. she pointed out a bird circling ahead, although she explained it was small and wasn't to fear. kestrelflight instantly became mesmerized, asking her sister if she could fly like a bird, too. her sister found it silly, but kestrel was serious. from that day on, she became obsessed with birds and their songs.







this love continued into her apprenticeship, where it only grew as she was enabled to explore and see them away from camp. kestrelflight rarely had contact with her father until her apprenticeship- although it wasn't because he didn't care. he just didn't find it essential to put aside his warrior duties and consequently, his clan. he knew they would spend more time as she got older, and that they did. on recommendation from her father, kestrelflight received a seasoned warrior, who was perhaps slightly past his warrior expiration date and on his way to the elders den, but he still held promise. he was a kind cat who taught kestrelflight everything she knew. she became very close with her mentor, at a point closer than anyone else.







about halfway through her apprenticeship, her mother became ill with greencough, holding yet another litter. unfortunately, she passed away shortly after contracting it, along with the litter. kestrelflight's father went into total turmoil, abandoning his duties and spiraling into depression. it hurt kestrelflight, and she was saddened deeply, but she knew her mother wouldn't want her to mope around, and same with her sister or father. so kestrelflight attempted to cheer up her father, and explain this to him. unfortunately, in what became possibly the darkest part of her past, her father became angry, and spat things he didn't mean. he took solace and comfort in her sister, and rather outed her, for no particular reason. to this day, kestrelflight still doesn't understand why. she stopped talking to her family, the only bitter spot on her heart growing just then.







soon, she became even closer with her mentor, and even developed a gigantic crush on him. it was near the end of her apprenticeship, and she knew that even if he was slightly older, she might have a chance. so she spent the last moons of her apprenticeship working harder than ever to win his affection, although something deep inside told her it was no good. only two moons after her naming ceremony, he suffered an accident and sustained serious injury, putting him in the elders den once and for all. not long after that, with his injury still a hindrance, he contracted a bout of greencough just like her mother, and passed away. kestrelflight was hurt dearly by this, but tried not to stay sad for long. there will always be a special place in her heart for her mentor.