#tinyfeather

Starlingfrost was the only she-cat out of a litter of three, with all of them being named after birds. Redstorm and Nightface were happy once, or so she was told, but by the time she was born the duo had grown to dislike one another. They squabbled constantly, and there was nothing Starlingkit wanted more than to leave the nursery.

Until the day of, of course, when some random ThunderClan cat came to camp and butted into her ceremony.

Starlingpaw was very bitter about losing her chance to shine, and did her very best to get under Tinypaw’s fur. Tinypaw, however, soon proved to be an almost impenetrable target, bluntly ignoring her or leaving to go hunt. The new apprentice caused her mentor a lot of grief do to her unwillingness to pay attention, her resistance to learning battle moves, and unwittingly made Starlingpaw look that much better to her Clanmates.

Things came to a head between them when Crowpaw (who renamed himself Crow) ran away and became a loner to escape their parents’ unending shouting match. That night, Tinypaw curled up with her and they watched the entrance, waiting for Robinpaw to return with her brother. They never found him.

As they grew older, Starlingpaw and Tinypaw dared each other almost constantly, play-tussling and running races. By the time they were made warriors, they were the best of friends.

With Webpaw, Spiderpaw, and Berrypaw in the apprentices’ den, it soon became apparent that they didn’t need Tinyfeather as much as they had. The she-cat took it to heart and vanished from their everyday lives, feeling like a used herb tossed into the river. She turned to Starlingfrost, who accepted her, and they became mates. A few days later they woke to find Spiderpaw had climbed into their nest after a nightmare, and Tinyfeather was soothed somewhat.