[attr="class","infotab"] she-cat

[attr="class","infotab1"] she/her

[attr="class","infotab1"] homosexual

[attr="class","infotab1"] 32 moons

[attr="class","infotab1"] mother - mothdust

[attr="class","infotab1"] father - flintstep

[attr="class","infotab1"] adoptive queen - lavenderear

[attr="class","infotab1"] sibling - tallpine

[attr="class","infotab1"] step sibling - ferret-tooth

[attr="class","infotab1"] apprentice - tbd

[attr="class","plotname"] littlesnail

[attr="class","plotsub"]

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not known for her size, her mother named her for the pathetic little kit that she has yet to grow out of. littlesnail is about the size of an apprentice, and even though her pelt is made of bright oranges, whites, and stark blacks, she still manages to slink into the shadows. her ears are her largest feature, one that she often gets teased over. her eyes reflect the leaves and herbs she gathers, a tranquil green that has a calming effect on others. like her voice, her scent is floral-like, a sing-song expression in a sometimes cruel world.[break]
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from the moment she was old enough to fully understand what life was like in floodclan, she knew she did not want to become a warrior. she loathed the violence, she hated how some of the freshkill looked like it had been mauled by arrogant apprentices, and how everyone wanted to be so rough with her. when all the kits in the nursery wanted to play warriors vs badger, she always ran to her mother's side and buried her face into her fur. [break][break]

once she discovered the medicine cat's den, her confidence rose. though she remains a bit of a snail in her shell (pun intended), she knows she's good at her job. while she lacks in battle and hunting skills, her wit is her sharpest weapon. she can memorize a herb by its scent, taste, and look, and loves to explore the territory on her own to find new herb locations. [break][break]

her relationship with her brother is a bit strained, since they are quite the opposite, but she tries to keep up a friendly relationship. though she is a bit heartbroken she won't have a litter of her own, she prays to starclan every evening for a she-cat to come around and thaw his heart. [break][break]

littlesnail has a tender heart, that's excitable like a kit, but also foolish like one too. she believes in all the elder tales, in true love's kiss, and in all the wonders of the world. she often falls for things easily, and struggles to see over the good in others. [break][break]

as young warriors, mothdust and flintstep lived worlds apart. mothdust was an excellent hunter, moving like a shadow, able to take down prey twice her size. though, most of toms viewed her as a prize, rather than a peer. the toms courter her, and mothdust would immediately shut them down. she'd state she wasn't one for the nursery. [break][break]

starclan had plans for the two warriors, and placed a challenge for them. [break][break]

a badger. an angry one at that. mothdust and flintstep had been tasked to go on a small hunting patrol, but what they hadn't intended, was the badger defending its den. slashing its claws, it struck the prideful flintstep, tearing into his flesh like a blade of grass. mothdust, not as strong of a fighter, circled the badger, keeping its eyes away from her fallen clanmate. as she would teach her kin, a wit can be just as sharp as their claws. [break][break]

scratching its nose, the badger had completely forgotten the black tom, and chased mothdust towards the river. jumping on a river stone, then leaping over the hostile badger, it tried to stop, but its claws scrapped across the stone and it fell over the ledge. [break][break]

the moons that passed the day of the badger moved quickly. mothdust was a frequent visitor to the medicine cat's den, which earned some teasing from loonroot. and, after a season of physical therapy, flintstep and mothdust continued their hunts together, tails often linked together, as mates who didn't want to publicly announce it would. [break][break]

tallkit and littlekit were born near the end of leafbare. prey was scarce, but flintstep was surprisingly more determined to be a good, providing father than his hunger to be the top warrior. mothdust nursed them happily, but within the moon of their birth, fell ill and passed. [break][break]

flintstep distanced himself from the kits, allowing one of the other queens to provide the milk they still needed. only when they were able to eat solid food did he peek his head into the nursery. his actions were awkward, and when he spoke to the kits, it felt strained. littlekit was the first to notice his attentiveness towards tallkit. flintstep valued mothdust's strengths before her beauty after all, and littlekit, fell short. [break][break]

littlekit bonded with her adoptive queen, lavenderear, who was as sweet as her scented name. and her own kit, ferretkit, who was eccentric, but had a big heart. as the kits grew, tallkit often snuck out of the nursery looking for his father, while lavenderear and ferretkit tried to get littlekit out of her shell. she liked to be groomed by lavenderear and watched the bugs and birds fly near camp, but loathed ferretkit's need for a sparring partner. she was thankful as the moon of their naming ceremony was upon them. [break][break]

while tallkit and ferretkit tussled with one another, littlekit would take the opportunity to go to the medicine cat's den. loonroot was a batty old thing, but retold tales of floodclan as if she was there. and the magic that surrounded starclan truly amazed the little she-cat. [break][break]

it was no surprise when loonroot stepped forward as littlepaw was named, claiming her as the medicine cat's apprentice. as tallpaw and ferretpaw learned fighting techniques and hunted mice, littlepaw would gather herbs and her thoughts by the river side. [break][break]

on her 10th moon, she woke as normal, but the medicine cat's den was quiet. blinking back sunshine, she saw loonroot's body in the middle of the den, stiff. still an apprentice, she tried to revive the fallen she-cat, but loonroot had returned to starclan; most likely from her heart finally giving out. [break][break]

littlepaw stood vigil for loonroot, shedding tears for her mentor as if she was her own mother, or lavenderear. the next day, she woke in a haze. how could an apprentice, who'd only trained for 4 moons, pass as their only medicine cat? _____star stated she'd finish her training with mudclan's medicine cat, leaving early in the mornings, and returning at sun high as long as she didn't have any patients in her den. [break][break]

bonding with their medicine cat, she earned her name at 14 moons, as littlesnail. though she wasn't quite sure of it as first, the medicine cats praised her under the halfmoon. even loonroot, whom she was visited by, was proud of her little snail, finally coming out from her shell. [break][break]

now been the medicine cat for multiple seasons, she is confident in her abilities to heal. though still socially shy, she supports her brothers from afar and still finds comforting words from her adoptive mother.