Wrenfeather

A sleek, fawn, broken mackerel tabby mink she-cat with copper eyes

Wrenfeather was a fawn mink she-cat with short fur. Most of her pelt was a very, very pale cinnamon fawn, similar to the colour of grain. At her face, paws and tail the colour became richer, turning to more of the orange hue of a pure fawn colour. These spots of richer colour also contained hints of a broken tabby pattern, framing her angular features. She was on the smaller side, but nothing of concern, and had brown eyes.

Wrenfeather was a reckless she-cat who somehow always managed to find herself in some sort of trouble. She liked a good chat, but wasn’t overly outgoing, primarily hanging out with those she was closer with. She always presented her self as happy and optimistic, joking around or teasing others.

• Born in the Moon of First White (2015) 075
• Died in the Moon of Long Sun (2020) 136

Wrenfeather was enthusiastic, even when little. She was a pain to her parents, constantly begging and complaining to go outside. It got to a point where Wrenkit’s mother needed to take a break from the nursery, and her father had to step in and do the caretaking for a while. Like as a kit, she was just as eager as an apprentice, often frustrating her mentor and some of her peers. Sometimes she would to things she was told not to do, but she still graduated at the age of 12 moons, managing to pull through and prove herself to have earned her name. In her warriorhood, it was her mother who suggested that Wrenfeather settle down and have kits, hoping it would help contain some of her energy and impulsiveness. After dwelling on the idea, Wrenfeather asked Silversmoke, her fellow warrior and friend who she greatly admired for his calm demeanor if he would sire her kits. Her litter was born healthy, and having something to take care of and guide helped improve Wrenfeather’s behaviour. She was a gentle mother, who grew to be quite fond of her children. The rest of her life was quite uneventful. She died after getting hit at the Thunderpath, for she had stormed off irritated after an argument with a clanmate, too distracted by her foul mood to realise the car coming hurtling towards her.

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