Warrior Name: FreckleFoot
Apprentice name: FrecklePaw
Kit name: FreckleKit
Biological Mother: JacketClaw
Biological Father: RiverJay
Biological Sisters: YellowJacket, SunBloom, SwirlTail
Biological Brothers: AdderDusk
Biological Sons: RashPeddle, SkyBird
Biological Daughters None
Adopted Sons None
Adopted Daughters None
Age: 42 moons
Pelt: Gray with dark grey spots
Markings: Speckled dots
Eye color: Forest Green
Personality: shy/quite/ clumsy
Kit- FreckleKit was a shy well quite young kit along with apprenticeship. He didn’t quite fit the bill as “role-model” more like in his “brother’s shadow.” Along with his 4 well intelligent siblings who were all special with their talents. RobinPaw was swift like a shadow in the nightfall, SwirlPaw could easily talk her way out of doing work or anything of the sort, SunPaw was so kind and gentle well persevered with her actions and was difficult to defeat in combat, AdderPaw was everyone’s favorite he was skilled among every talent in the TimberClan and not in just one way.
Apprenticeship- FrecklePaw now had his new name but thought he would never find his place among TimberClan he always thought he would find who he truly was as he grew up but it was coming on to slow and good thoughts were running thin, sick of being told he should be more like his better siblings he ran off only at 14 moons old. Having to bare what mother nature through him, just that night the wicked clouds brewed up a deep and sinister plot almost like they knew FrecklePaw was leaving that dark night to find something different, you can say that the clouds were stomping and the winds were crying for that poor little apprentice to run back home to his mommy and daddy, but he refused to return.
FreckleFoot- Now that he was on his own he dispensed his name, FrecklePaw grew into a Tom of his own thoughts. Surviving every wicked storm, snowfall, and tornado pull. He grew into a quick and rather slender tom, he was site for sore eyes but his heart belonged to his queen of the night, Miss Cheyenna. One of the most beautiful she-cats on the block but their seemed to be a small error in his true love, he was a snotty loner tom and she was a bright eyed sassy kitty pet but he didn’t she her take way. She lived in the biggest house in the two-legged territory and she was one pampered cat. 3 full meals on a silver platter. Not to mention it was all home made by the finest chefs around, all the kitty-pet toms were trying to love her but she wasn’t just any sassy feline, her love belonged to the moon. She liked her fine and well lived life however she felt like she was missing something, a family of her own. Setting out to find the perfect family tom who will always love her and her kittens. Also expect her day to day life. It seemed that every tom that tried to serenade her wasn’t good enough for this beautiful she-cat, she wanted someone with a little bit of wild.
The Big Night- On the dark spring night with the bright moon creping among the shadow ways, he sat at her kitty-pet fence listening and waiting for her to sing to the moon as he did every night he got the chance he wouldn’t miss it for the world. Now that he was normally very quite from his experiences and his dark pelt hid him in just the dimmest of shadows the only thing was in the dark night his bright green eyes would shine. Having to close them to sit among the garden fence right below a old willow tree that the two-legs were wanted to cut down to use as firewood for the harsh winters, he would need to find a new place to listen to her spring songs. On the October night, Halloween to be exact this was the only time in the cold weather she was sing to the stars, since her owners normally left they didn’t have any young children of their own but their grandkids were enough too make Cheyenna’s chaos book. In a hurry to listen to her sing before the moon hit midnight. With him being in a rush that poor little cat missed and leaped right over the fence normally the willow tree would have caught his eye and wouldn’t have missed it however the willow tree was now firewood stacked along the side of the grand but smaller mansion. Diving into the dead for the season tomato patch making such a mess wrapping his slender body in the wacking vines making a load of chaos. Panicking that she would have saw him or heard him was no judgment he wanted to get out of there but he couldn’t see a thing the wrapping vine stuck to his face like the sap from a oak tree in the middle of a hot summer day. Brushing along the fence as he tried to leap over lightly, but a soft and rather quite voice like his own. Called out to him, making a bright embarrassed face that now his crush had seen him at his worse, Cheyenna kindly took the vines off the shivering male, he would never forget that night or her beautiful way of laughing at her own mistakes. She was truly perfect inside and out.
Being a father- Now that the couple were expecting their very first litter of adorable kittens. Now that Cheyenna had what she wanted, she felt that life was complete she had the best fatherly tom on the block and he was perfect in every way to her. They shared many qualities and many that weren’t so close. Their history was too different but Cheyenna didn’t care about that, she only cared about the real FreckleFoot he had to be running away for something else, she amused. Maybe that was her, she didn’t question him to much about his pasted unlike he did. For some reason her loved to hear about her kitty pet life. Could this be was he was wanting along was a life of long lasting love and warm fire place? That early morning he was find out he hoped, the kittens were coming and Cheyenna was taken away from him to go this so called Animal Hospital, along with the “vet” as the two-legs called it for some odd reason he didn’t know why that name made him shudder he just thought that it was in his blood perhaps he heard it before on the street among the kitty-pets. After a long day of pacing back in forth on the garden fence his answer was opened up to him the two-legs long stretched car pulled up into the pavement, leaping with joy towards the car the humans seemed to be upset he couldn’t imagine why, he was a father and Cheyenna was a mother what could be so sad about that, the female of the house hold seem to be the one most upset she was holding a small black box seemed to be nothing in FreckleFoot’s eyes for he didn’t know what it was he was waiting for the kittens and Cheyenna to exit the car but they never did perhaps the kittens were in the black box? Finally the male of the house walked to the back of the long white car pulled out a blue crate, a small meowing sound exited from it. He knew that was his kittens but were was Cheyenna where is she to tell him what the kittens look like? He waited on for her to exit the car but she never did. That night he peered into the two-legged’s house to find Cheyenna or to see just a glance of their kittens but the kittens seemed to only stay in the blue crate and only were taken out when a man entered the house in a white vest with a nametag with the large words “VET” he wasn’t sure what that was but he was sure it had something to do with Cheyenna and his kittens. Spotting the same black box he saw 2 days before engraved among the grand fireplace with the words marked into it “R.I.P Cheyenna.” He remembered Cheyenna teaching him how to spell her name and his own once before. His eyes dilated but was does R.I.P mean? He desired to ask the kitty-pets on the block. Finding a small gray tom much like himself sitting along a kitty-pet porch cleaning his shoulder blades, just moments later the puzzle was solved, R.I.P meant Rest In Peace, he just thought that meant she was sleeping but the sinister plot soon unraveled right infront of his bright green eyes. His heart broke into a million pieces that night no matter how bright the moon or sun was or how beautiful the day is, his whole world was torn apart no matter of time would heal the young fathers heart he was now a lonely father of two but many nights he felt Cheyenna’s presents that’s what kept him going.
His first encounter- He waited like every other night in the depts. Of the garden waiting for his kits return to him, he wasn’t ready to take on his membership alone but he knew it was his kittens and it had to be done. Finally the time has come when the pampered kittens waltz out of the large silver door, Frecklefoot was so restful that morning and thought it was his imagination. The light rings from the kittens collars awoke him in a startled excitement they were now 10 moons old and wasn’t healed at all from the scar of his love being ripped from his life without a reason. The father wasn’t thinking of the kittens reactions before leaping over to them with excitement, but the playful kittens didn’t seem to mind the older tom walking over to them perhaps they were mighty trilled to see another to play with but they couldn’t have planned for their father to walk up to them. They were both long haired kittens like their mother, one was a redish tint like Cheyenna’s mother. So he had been told he had darker red speckles spotted around his body a lot like FreckleFoot had, the other was a bright gray mixed with a blue tint which reminded FreckleFoot of his own father, RiverJay. He then knew he had to name the kitten close to his fathers name, however the red kit had Freckle’s large bright green eyes that shined in nightfall unlike the other who had more of a dark waterfall blue it was rather elegant. After the kittens were told their history, they couldn’t believe what they were hearing, they were proud to be loners now and had rather handsome names in their book. RashPeddle was more of a fireball for new sites unlike SkyBird as much rather like his father, quite and shy. He raised his kits on his own but found it rather hard to stay out of site from the two-legs. So both kittens descried to leave the pampered life for the real world.