Butterflystripe's Appearance and Backstory
Appearance: A ginger tabby she-cat with blue eyes and two front paws that are white.
Backstory:
What is normal? Why does it matter?
Butterflystripe questioned herself as she began to ponder and repeat the word in her mind. She paced around the camp, back and forth, trying to figure out the true meaning of it.
Normal…Normal…Normal?
Why would other cats waste their lives being normal and the same when it’s so much better to be yourself? That’s so boring! Perhaps it’s due to the Warrior code. That would be the only way to explain it!
Butterflystripe sat, a confused expression on her face as she began to stare at an orange butterfly in the distance.
*Ah, an orange butterfly. That’s what I was named after because of my fur.*
Butterflystripe grinned as she admired its appearance. It looked as if it was beckoning her to follow it. She refused, though, because to her, it would be rather foolish of her to run around the camp because of a butterfly. The Clan would make an example out of her. It eventually flew away, never to be seen again perhaps.
It reminded Butterflystripe of her childhood for some odd reason…
”Butterflykit, stop wandering around in the camp! You will bump into someone!”
“Butterflykit, you talk way too much. Quiet yourself.”
“Butterflykit, why can’t you be like the rest of the Clan? You’re awfully loud unlike the other kits.”
“Butterflykit, stop!”
“Butterflykit, don’t do that!”
“Butterflykit, why can’t you just be normal?”
For as long as she could remember, Butterflystripe was always the odd one out. The strange one. The loud one.
She couldn’t just be Butterflykit, the kit who was kind. Butterflykit, the kit who always wanted to play. Butterflykit, the kit who despite her flaws was a brilliant kit who was smart for her age.
She couldn’t just be Butterflypaw, the apprentice with good hunting skills. Butterflypaw, the apprentice who was always willing to improve. Butterflypaw, the apprentice who despite her lack of fighting skills was a great apprentice for her mentor.
She couldn’t just be Butterflystripe.
But, despite her Clan’s whispers, there was a voice in her head saying…
*“You’re you, and that’s all you ever can be. So cherish it.”*
So, Butterflystripe did.
I hope you all enjoyed reading it! I'm always open to criticism!
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