[Bonsai]

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Name:
Dogchase

Age:
33 Moons

Gender
Tom (he/him)

Date Added:
July 16th 2024

Description:
A brown tom with a sturdy build. His stern dark green eyes are sometimes hard to keep contact with. His expression is always serious, to the point where it's almost surprising if his face shows any kind of emotion. His tail is cut off about one-third of the way up, but its obviously an old wound or at least one that's healed.

Personality:
Serious but not unkind. A bit socially awkward but a reliable warrior. Adapt and still learning. An interaction with Dogchase might be a little strange. His head is all rules, loyalty, and training so much so that he might miss other details like trying to understand emotion. He might come across as a bit dumb or even arrogant at first, but he's just a cat trying to do his best by pushing himself past his limit. That's what everyone does right?

 

KITHOOD
Dogkit was born as the middle kit of three to two proud Thunderclap warriors, Baymeadow (NPC) and Juniperthroat (NPC). They were good warriors, but loyalty to a clan doesn't make a cat any better of a parent. Neither of his parents were attentive to them during kithood other than providing them with their basic needs. This sparked a rivalry among the siblings as they all fought over which one would get the attention of their parents. After they left the nursery the siblings went their separate ways.

APPRENTICESHIP
Dogpaw was apprenticed to Dewyfoot (NPC) , an incredibly strict molly. She made it clear from the get go that she would not be any sort of mother to him. She pushed him aside anytime he tried to confide in her, always making sure he knew his place. They trained for long hours together. Dogpaw wanted to grow up and be a warrior as soon as possible and Dewyfoot wanted to train him to be better than the best. At this time the clan was in shambles moving quickly from leader to leader. She didn’t want her apprentice to bring anymore dishonor to Thunderclan. He took her assessment seven times, failing each one. Although he might tell you they were earned failures, the truth is Dewyfoot was looking for nothing but absolute success. He ended up passing on his eighth try, becoming a warrior at fourteen moons.

YOUNG WARRIORHOOD
As a young warrior Dogchase finally got some room to breathe, although he had no idea how to use it. Dewyfoot was no longer interested in him and he barely had time to make friends as an apprentice. He did his best and tried to make his clan proud, but that was about it. He felt empty. So one night he decided it was time to do something for himself. He left the camp while no one was watching. This, at the time, was perfectly within the rules but to Dogchase it felt like a crazy rebellion. He roamed the territory for the night, just running around feeling the wind in his fur and enjoying the cold night air. For a moment he was truly free. That’s when it happened. A young, starving fox, came barreling out of the treeline. He fled up a tree, but he was just too slow. The fox got ahold of his tail, and ended up ripping off two-thirds of it.

Recovery was hard, it got infected multiple times and he had to relearn a lot of basic warrior skills. During the process Dewyfoot rejected him as her apprentice, saying he was stupid to ever go out on his own. This happened when he was twenty moons old, but to him it's a fresh reminder that he must always be the best version of himself or he is unworthy.

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