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Littlewing

This is my cat, Littlewing, getting her first apprentice, a huge step after her history, which I will provide below.

When she was younger, She was carefree and loving, always willing to share a smile. She was also named Poppy. Then, one night, cats snuck into the clearing where she, her mother, and her father lived. These days were here tell exact revenge upon her father, a handsome Tom named Spiver. The first sound she heard of the fight that would ensue was the gpu d of her father Yowling in pain. She awoke to find someone pinning her down. In her panic, she fought and tore at the throat. Only after she has severed a life pumping artery in the neck, a fatal bloe, did She realize that the cat was her own mother. She mother died with a smile. By the time The little cat could bring herself to turn, she found herself face to face with a handsome tom. At the time, he seemed chariming, kind. She told him what had happened, admitting to it, as though she had done it intentionally. Poppy and the male, Fire, fell in love and soon, had lots of their own. But when a male with a lot of power offered Fire a spot, with the agreement that his kits would have to die and his mate punished for her wrong doings. He happily agreed and led a patrol to where they camped. The two little kits scampered around, Poppy laying contentedly on her side. It was a perfect picture, all except the cats prowling not eh shafows, waiting for the signal. When it was given, all pounced upon the queen, while Fire killed his two daughters. He felt no remorse for the powerful ton had got it in his head that his mate was corrupt and therefore, so were his kittens. Then, with two holding her at all times, each took turns tearing at the left side of her face, leavi g open wounds. Then, with the female submissive to them, every so often being clawed along the left side of her face, they gave her over to the leader. He, being told her story, named her Callie. He did this to humiliate her. Often, he would sit there and say her name. For many moons this went on, the wounds on her face never really healing g before another was inflicted upon her. One night, when the toms has gotten themselves drunk on the juice of Litha Leaves, She managed to get away. She traveled for days on end until she came to OakClan, who healed her wounds, but was never able to salvaged her face.

Fishstar: "Sparrowkit. From now until you earn your warrior name, you shall be known as Sparrowpaw. Littlewing, you have a Valiant heart, staying brave, Even through hardships. I hope you will pass these traits onto Sparrowpaw."

Oh, and stay Sexy
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