#pandapaw

Pandapaw is the main protagonist in the group, and a new comer to the clans. She’s a former kitty-pet who has a thirst for knowledge and adventure. She met Treepaw in twoleg-place and decided to follow him to his home. She’s excited to train to be a warrior, such an incredible feat in her eyes. Panda is curious and friendly to a fault, this eagerness may be her biggest strength, or may lead to her downfall.

Treepaw is a tom with a hot temper to match his fiery fur. He always seems ready with a snarky retort but when it comes to expressing genuine feelings he finds himself tongue tied. Treepaw has already weathered a tragic loss in his young life, which indirectly led him to twoleg-place in the first place. He’d rather not talk to anyone unless he has to, so it seems strange that he’s been sticking by chatterbox, Pandapaw since they met. 

Mosspaw is the youngest, but not technically the newest Canopyclan apprentice, having had his ceremony only days before Pandapaw was introduced. He is rather meek and is always the last to speak up. Not just a couple moons ago was his disposition completely different. Mosspaw was an excitable young kit, looking forward to being an apprentice and starting his role in clan life. All at once his world shifted, his mother had gone hunting one sunny day, as she often did given that Mosskit was nearly apprentice age. But as the sun rose and set she did not return. There was no signs of a scuffle or any scent. Cliffrose had completely vanished. Mosspaw has not spoken much since then, as if his voice left with her. 

Squirrelpaw started her training at a crucial moment for the clans. Unlike the others here, she is a medicine cat apprentice, training under Willowtail, who has seen the clan through many seasons. Just few moons ago an unknown illness swept through the clan, claiming the lives of many cats before any of the medicine cats could even begin to treat them. Squirrelkit stirred in the nursery as the air in camp was still and tense. Suddenly she bolted out in the clearing crying out “The Winged are Rotting” and promptly collapsed. At first no one knew what to do except sit in stunned silence. Eventually the decision was made to throw out any bird prey, as well as the whole pile from that day. Word was sent with haste to the other clans, though the messengers did not mention their warning came from a kitten. Squirrelkit awoke in the nursery, as the medicine den was still full of sick cats. Willowtail spoke with her, and about a moon later she was made his apprentice. Though the cats afflicted with the sickness could not be cured, this was the first step in figuring out why.