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Swiftbreeze (he/him), warrior in life. LoudClan cat (Yarrowmoon's former clan).

Swiftbreeze was perhaps the fastest cat LoudClan ever had. Much to his clanmates' chagrin, however, Swiftbreeze wasn't exactly humble about this fact. They knew that if they could just beat him in a stupid race, he'd be forced to practice just a drop of humility — unfortunately, he always won.

One day, a terrible fire raged through LoudClan's territory, forcing LoudClan to abandon their camp.

Upon checking to make sure they had everyone, however, they realized a kit was missing. Without a second thought, Swiftbreeze dashed back to camp, where he found the kit, trapped and terrified. Not knowing what might happen to him, Swiftbreeze rushed forward, grabbed the kit, and turned to make his escape — only to see burning branches falling towards him.

Swiftbreeze lunged forward as the burning branches fell.

Screeches filled the air.

Swiftbreeze had managed to save the kit, but fire raged against his fur, against his flesh. Wiggling himself free, Swiftbreeze grabbed the kit once more and ran.

Yarrowstalk met Swiftbreeze and the kit halfway with a bundle of herbs in his mouth, but knew the second he saw Swiftbreeze that there was nothing he could do for his clanmate. After a soft plea, Yarrowstalk gave Swiftbreeze the poppy seeds he had.

Swiftbreeze gave Yarrowstalk a life for confidence.

Heatherpelt (she/they), warrior in life. StoneClan cat. Flintpelt's littermate. Heatherkit, Redkit, and Sandykit's aunt.

Heatherpelt and Flintpelt grew up very close — so much so, that when it was time for them to receive their warrior names, they begged to receive the same suffix — they didn't even care what that suffix was. So, they were named Heatherpelt and Flintpelt.

Their only other family was their mother, who was distant at the best of times. No matter how much Heatherkit and Flintkit would beg their mother to play with them, she'd always say no. Their clanmates would always reassure Heatherkit and Flintkit that their mother did love them, she was just... having trouble adjusting, but... Heatherpaw and Flintpaw's doubts only grew and grew. But, that was fine, as long as they had each other.

One day, while fleeing from a badger that had injured Heatherpelt, she and Flintpelt were forced to trespass onto LoudClan territory. The pair ran into a LoudClan patrol, but it was a LoudClan patrol of one — just Yarrowstalk, one of LoudClan's healers.

The badger, still furious, tried to attack Yarrowstalk, but Flintpelt leapt between them, and managed to drive the badger away.

By the time Flintpelt had turned around, however, Yarrowstalk was at work cleaning and dressing Heatherpelt's wounds.

As thanks for saving him, Yarrowstalk wouldn't tell his leader about Heatherpelt and Flintpelt trespassing. Flintpelt couldn't help but laugh — saving him from what?? A danger they brought?? Yarrowstalk only shrugged. They hadn't meant to, right?? And Yarrowstalk was a healer — his job was to treat injuries. With how high the tensions were among the clans right now, well... LoudClan's leader wouldn't react well. Even better than treating injuries was preventing them — so, really, not telling his leader about what happened was actually the right thing to do.

Heatherpelt didn't like how much Yarrowstalk made Flintpelt laugh, but they were grateful for his treatment of them.

Not long after the trespassing incident, Heatherpelt discovered Flintpelt sneaking out to meet with Yarrowstalk. Despite how much Heatherpelt disproved of what Flintpelt and Yarrowstalk were doing, she swore she wouldn't say anything to anyone about it. No matter what, Heatherpelt would love their littermate, and the punishment Flintpelt would face wouldn't match her violation of the warrior code. Still, Heatherpelt begged Flintpelt to stop seeing Yarrowstalk.

Some amount of time later, Heatherpelt and Flintpelt found themselves in a battle against an enemy clan during The Great War.

Flintpelt didn't notice a warrior sneaking up behind her — but Heatherpelt did. Heatherpelt rushed forward and shoved Flintpelt away, taking a blow that was intended for her. While Heatherpelt survived the battle, the wounds she sustained in it would later become infected, and ultimately take her life.

Heatherpelt gave Yarrowstalk a life for loyalty.

Treestar (it/its), TreeClan's first leader.

Tree was born into a community that had been well-established for generations upon generations. They lived in the forest, but didn't believe they owned it, really — they'd defend the forest, and themselves, from anyone who would try to claim it for themselves, but they were happy to let anyone live and hunt in it. Some members even felt conflicted about driving out other predators, such as foxes, badgers, or dogs — what right did they have to deny the forest to somebody else?? Most of the members of the community agreed they had to protect themselves, however.

An influx of new cats to the forest and the surrounding lands changed things, however.

The community didn't think it was going to — why couldn't they just live in peace, as they always did before?? But new cats were coming, dividing up land like prey. Who gave them the right?? the forest community would ask. The newcomers would just laugh in their faces.

The forest community changed. Not because they wanted to — but because they had to. They had to protect themselves or be destroyed — even if that meant destroying part of themselves in the process.

Tree fought to strike a balance between conforming in ways that would keep it and its community safe, while also trying to keep as many of its community's traditions and beliefs alive. Even when the forest community became TreeClan and Tree became Treestar, the group remained very welcoming of outsiders. Although things would eventually begin to change generations later, Treestar and TreeClan had a strict code — as long as a cat didn't try to claim land for themself, they were welcome within the forest and its community.