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moonstar - LOTC shoreclan leader

Published: May 27, 2016

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^{you tell me stories of the sea,
and the ones you left behind.

10/6/2016 - my baby got accepted !

name 🌙 moonstar
formerly known as moonsong.
moon, for her pale silvery fur, reminiscent of reflected moonlight on the calm waves by the shore.
song, for her capability of solving conflict via diplomacy; skillful with words; silver-tongued.

gender ⋆ cis she-cat
➟ pronouns are she/her only.

sexual orientation ⋆ lesbian
➟ moonstar is attracted to she-cats and fem-aligned cats alone.

currently dating ⋆ n/a
➟ no current crushes.

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daughter to whitelight and silverbird.

sister to palefur and dawnpool.

mother to none.

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clan ⋆ shoreclan
➟ born and raised in shoreclan, loyal to no other.

age & rank ⋆ leader of thirty-one moons
➟ birth date | moonstar was born in november, 2013

religious beliefs | starclan; the great sea
➟ moonstar is faithful to starclan and clear witness of their existence and might, her nine lives proof of their gifts. as the vast majority of shoreclanners, however, she does praise the ocean as well, and respects the final resting place as a deity on its own right, as generous as it is powerful.

mentored by ⋆ goldenwing
➟ successfully ascended to warriorhood

mentor to ⋆ n/a
➟ past apprentices include whiteclaw, smallstream.

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LOOKS ⋆ 65% bengal cat, 15% american shorthair, 20% other

• moonstar is a large, tall she-cat, muscles forged by a seasoned warrior rippling underneath her sleek silvery pelt. she is capable of skillfully maneouvering across geat bodies of water. the leader is exceptionally athletic and swift when swimming, and does decently in the battlefield most times; a sturdy and bold frame.

• the shades lining the she-cat's fur mostly consist of a soft off-white, not unkind to the eyes. spots of silver and darker gray of varying size and shape are splattered all over her pelt following a loose pattern, before morphing into large splotched stripes that curl around her limbs.

• moonstar's eyes are sharply shaped and a striking light blue-turquoise color, and despite their cunning, some would describe them as a little bit droppy or sad.

‣ scars | a few small scratch marks from past fights and forgettable incidents, most covered by her fur. most remarkably is a pair of clawmarks across her right shoulder, but even these are rather tiny.

‣ voice | solemn and somewhat loud, in a subtle way that demands its words to be heard, each word spoken brimming with power and the desire to be respected.

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PERSONALITY ⋆ resourceful, dutiful, diplomatic, traditional, expressive, lonesome, distant, doubtful, resentful
moonstar is resourceful, in the sense that she is capable of coming up with solutions to different situations she, as an individual, may face, but also to conflict her clan might deal with during her reign. she is not one to give up very easily in the face of dire times and hardship, and will push her way through with wit and creativity.

moonstar is a diplomatic in all sense of the word, which is the same trait that earned the she-cat her warrior suffix, song. skilled in the game of words, the she-cat strives to solve conflict with her voice and not with her claws, well aware that she is no better than any other warrior in combat, and might not be able to protect herself and her own in that particular area of expertise.

she appreciates deeply rooted traditions and rituals from the days of founding, and is very fond of history and the epic tales despicting times of old. this goes hand in hand with her somewhat strict demeandor when it comes to the ways of her clan, and is sometimes even reflected in the way she speaks and carries herself.

the pale leader has a hard time concealing her emotions, and to her dismay and other's amusement, her face rarely fails to give away whatever it is that she might be feeling or thinking.

the leader carries an air of melancholy, nostalgia trailing afer her every step, not unlike a frail veil of unspoken lack drapped delicately over her. there is an odd loneliness that follows her, a vibe of distance wearing her down whenever she forgets to actively act against it.

despite the love she holds for her clan, moonstar might become isolated and be percieved as rather distant at times- indeed, ever since the passing of the previous leader from the realm of the living to the realm of the dead, there's been a quiet shift in the way moonstar behaves, as if she's afraid of getting too close, or afraid of them getting too attatched.

nothing's quite as true as this cat's commitment to grudges. if anyone ever forgave yet never forgot, that must be moonstar for sure; despite her claims, in her heart of hearts the half-bengal craves to claim vengeance from those who hurt her or those under her protective wing, and even the tiniest acts of defiance to her might set this stubborn cat against you for now and all the days to come.

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THE PAST.

moonkit was brought to the world alongside dawnkit and palekit, kittens of silverbird and whitelight. her family was everything she could've ever asked for, with siblings to grow close to and affectionate parents to look after her as she explored the world.
her first months on this earth were nothing too extraordinary; she drank, she ate, she played and she slept. nearing her fifth moon, the kitten's visits to the elders' den became a beloved occasion, as her interest for history and olden tales began to develop. who better to entrance her with stories of the intricate past but cats who were actually there?

half a year went by, and the drop of silver-white shed her kitten-fluff for a shoreclanner's sleek pelt, the suffix of kit traded for paw as she reached the age of apprenticehood. the previous leader assigned goldenwing as her mentor, a charismatic warrior with youth still alight in his eyes. moonpaw moved from the nursery to the apprentice's den, feeling just at home as she did in the nursery, surrounded by the scent of salt and seawater and her clanmates, her kin.
moonpaw was, admittedly, a bit of a late bloomer, but eventually came out of her timid shell to socialize with fellow apprentices and make her own place in the clan. friendships came to her naturally once she allowed them to, and the pale feline acquired a group of trustworthy cats to make her company through the exciting months of adolescence. training was rough, but the ideal of giving her clan what they gave her by helping to protect it was a wish too precious for her to give up, and so she came to excell in swimming and finding the solution to challenges with her wit.

it was at the age that moonpaw had her first interaction with romantic affection, as the concept of crush came into her life. the craving for retribution for her love hit her like a tidal wave, and she nearly drowned in petalpaw's eyes whenever their gazes met. the cat in question was a close friend of moonpaw, and the time they shared together was enough to conquer the apprentice's young heart. this crush eventually faded, time healing any wounds left by the unfullfilled fantasies. after all, they were far too young still, and focused on their training just a bit more than on these brand new sensations.

eventually, time came for a final assesment, which the warrior to-be passed with ease that surprised no one but herself. a cat grown, moonpaw was no longer comically disporportionate as most animals were in their months of growth, and now looked a proper young adult, with strength and intelligence to match her ambition, even if time needed to pass for her to earn any experience.
much to her parents' delight, all three siblings reached warriorhood, and were given their names together. moonpaw then became moonsong, warrior of shoreclan, beloved of the stars and the sea.

days turned to week that turned to months, and as her namesake waxed and waned, so did moonsong. ten months came and went, and the lanky newly-named warrior grew to be an outstanding feline, fond of everyone and even admired by a few. she had finished her first apprentice's training around two months before the reigning leader (and the only she'd known since birth), burdened by their age, finally layed down their last life to a passing sickness their body was too weary to fight. the cat passed away peacefully, and the clan mourned quietly as the spirit was carried away by the waves.

moonsong was saddened, of course, but it was her most heartfelt delight to see her friend rise to take the leader's seat and claim their nine lives along with the highest suffix of all. it came as no surprise that their deputy would make a wonderful leader, after all these moons together. what did surprise her, however, was hearing her name be called by the new ruler of the seaside as she was beckoned closer to be named the clan's deputy. she was not ungrateful- there's been something alike hope in her eyes as she eagerly waited for the announcement, but actually having her name called came as a bit of a shock. regardless, she wore the title with pride and grace, vowing to aid the cat who was both new leader and old friend in the journey ahead.
(i promise. i promise.)

their reign was peaceful and bountiful, but all great things must come to an end.
(are good things meant to last so little? are they? are they?)
the leader was not invincible, and lives were lost to time, consequence, illness and combat, but they were not layed down in vain.
(do you feel lighter, each time you return? do you feel emptier? do you feel yourself fade?)
and whenever they were lost, moonsong was there, by their side, ever faithful, ever loyal, ever tireless. she spent from dawn to dusk and from dusk to dawn by their side, trailing after the equally young leader, seen with them at all times. and she was there, when the last life was lost. she was, she was, and she still wishes she wasn't. she remembers the storm, the roaring of thunder, the merciless waters licking at their soaked pelts, dragging them down.
just how cruelly ironic was it for a shoreclan leader to drown?
the scent of blood accompained the saltwater, but that didn't made it any more fair. it shouldn't have been like that. it was too early. it wasn't fair. moonsong remembers emerging from the sea at midnight, her old leader and old friend's body pulled from the scruff like a ragdoll, so very limp and so very cold. where their heart had ceased to beat and their lungs filled with saltwater, moonsong's rang with fear and panic at the awareness of what this all meant.
it was too soon. she wasn't ready, and she wasn't the only one to think this. some clanmates agreed that she might not be fit to rule, but the vast majority argued against this, claiming that she had been chosen by their previous leader, and kept alive by starclan's will, and the destiny bestowed to her. "the sea took our leader", an imposing elder spoke above the cacophony of clashing voices with solemnity beyond belief, "but it gave us their rightful successor back in turn." the waves had allowed her to return, spat her out and let her reach the sandy shore with breath on her lips still. finding comfort in the wavering omen, moonsong took on the grand responsability, and met with her ancestors themselves to receive her lives. at midnight, moonsong returned to her clan as moonstar, destined leader of shoreclan, beloved of the stars and the sea alike.}

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