Cedarfang

A red classic tabby with hazel eyes, mid-length fur, and a scarred nose

Cedarfang was a medium-large red classic tabby with hazel eyes, medium-length fur, and a scarred nose.

Cedarfang saw himself as analytical and laidback, but also very private and introspective. He was confident in himself and his abilities, and he tried to always bring something back whenever he left on patrol. He might have seemed quiet and lazy when he lounged around camp, but he believed in saving his energy until it was needed. Rest gave him extra time to think. If an idea was stuck in his head, he would want to see it where it could go. He liked to think this gave him potential as a strategist, but in reality, he was an improvisor–sometimes recklessly so.

He tried to keep his mind open and think beyond his immediate circumstances. That included extending consideration beyond only ShadowClan. He often thought about all four Clans and how they lived together in balance, as well as how cats interpreted the warrior code and their relationship with StarClan. It fascinated him that the separation of the Clans was absolute until death. He largely kept these and many other thoughts of his to himself, although he shared a few with his brother in confidence.

• Born in the Moon of Lion's Glory (2016) 085
• Made an Apprentice as Cedarpaw during the Moon of Tiger's Wraith (2016) 091
• Named a Warrior as Cedarfang during the Moon of Long Sun (2017) 097
• Died in the Moon of First Green (2018) 107

Cedarfang was born Cedarkit in the Moon of Lion’s Glory (2016), apprenticed as Cedarpaw in the Moon of Tiger’s Wrath (2016), and named a warrior as Cedarfang in the Moon of Long Sun (2017). He and Dawnflurry were from the same litter and they lost their parents, Moorspeck and Redspine, before they became apprentices. Cedarfang had always been more withdrawn than Dawnflurry, who always tried to lift his spirits. Cedarfang had to assure his brother that he was just quiet, not sad or unmotivated as an apprentice.

As a warrior, Cedarfang became entangled with Ferntail of ThunderClan after she attacked him for trespassing. He had caught prey that had come from ShadowClan’s territory, but the chase had taken him across their borders. He ultimately lost their duel. Ferntail had scored his prey and the bridge of his nose, while he felt like he’d come away with mostly fur between his claws. He only made up for the lost prey before he returned to camp. His inner composure was another matter.

To Cedarfang, they grew to have a hostile respect for one another. They also had trouble ignoring each other. They exchanged glares at Gatherings and backhanded compliments at their borders. It kept happening. It was vexing. Cedarfang realized that what he thought was mutual loathing was truly tinged with mutual interest. He thought Ferntail was pretending not to notice. Why else would she be so aggravated after he started to relax? They both agreed that they weren’t friends. They were enemies who should and would kill each other if they had to. Whatever else it was that they had perplexed and intrigued him. He felt like he was waiting for a storm to break.

It culminated when Ferntail asked him to sire a litter for her, saying she had been more impressed by him than the current selection of ThunderClan toms. Cedarfang joked away his shock, telling her he didn’t know if he should feel flattered by her or feel sorry for her Clan. He obliged her request. He knew it was reckless, but he didn’t think she would ask something like that if it wasn’t for a good reason. When Ferntail asked why he would even agree to it, he remarked that everyone joined StarClan in the end. The ancestors could punish him for it later.

Cedarfang barely saw her again after that and thought it was for the better. If she did have his kits, he hoped he never had to meet them. His wish was granted sooner than he expected. He came down with an illness in one of the subsequent moons, and in the Moon of First Green (2018), it took him from ShadowClan at the age of twenty-two moons.

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