Sparrowrattle

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Sparrowrattle was a lean muscled warrior with a chocolate broken mackerel tabby pelt. His fur is long and would often get tangled due to lack of effort when grooming, however he didn’t neglect his pelt entirely, as when he did groom it well enough, it was soft and silky, a trait that was passed down to his daughter, Mousewillow, but not his second daughter, Eaglecry.

His eyes were a deep forest green, dark against his chocolatey coat, however, he bore white markings that spread from his underbelly all the way to the bottom of his eyes with a short, close to bobbed tail that was the most common victim of his careless grooming, making it look bushier and fluffier than it was, often making it look similar to a ball of moss.

He was a open-minded elder who always had a knack for leaving camp without being noticed, and when he was noticed, there was not a lot of fanfare in regards to his trips. They always just seemed to be casual walks out of camp or simple hunting trips that leant him some prey for the other elders. Which he hoped would make him well liked whenever he was present.

As a warrior, he was full of boundless energy and an impulsiveness that would have occasionally lead to trouble that sometimes he could exactly squirm his way out of, leading to a few scars that break up his pelt.

To those who were close to him however, he was a charming and friendly spirit that couldn’t be tamed, he always offered a helping paw to whoever needed it and never said no to a cat in need of his help, even if it would have been something so important of being a sire to a litter, especially then.

• Born in the Moon of Unnamed Blue (2012) 037
• Died in the Moon of First Fishing (2019) 120

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