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                                                [ I'm meaner than my demons
                                                          I'm bigger than these bones

                                                          And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
                                                          I can't help this awful energy
                                                          God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control? ]
                                      - halsey's control

Name: Buzzardmoon
Prefix: Buzzard - given because it was his mother's favourite bug
Suffix: Moon - suffix given to leaders who achieve nine lives | Storm - given because of his fierce attitude in battle
Past names: Buzzardkit, Buzzardpaw, Buzzardstorm
Nicknames: Buzzboy [by mother]

Age: 75 moons | 6 years, 1 month at death [6yr,3mo if alive]
Birth Season: Greenleaf | Summer

Sex: Male
  Gender: Cis
Pronouns: He/him/his

Breed: Maine coon x Abyssinian x American longhair

Clan: RoostClan > CragClan | Dark Forest Representative
Lineage: 100% RoostClan [ BrindleBuzzard kits are 1/2 Roost 1/2 Crag]
  Rank: Kit > Apprentice > Warrior > Deputy > Leader
Deputy Status: Succeeded- Coldmoon [formerly, RoostClan], Elkmoon. Preceeded- Silentfur [RoostClan], Hornetmoon.
  Mentor: Aspenstrike
  Apprentices: Darkwater, Frogpatch, Breezewhisper

Reason for Presence: War against RoostClan and for being fairly "power-hungry".
Cause of Death: Slain in battle by Coldmoon, former RoostClan leader

Personality:
  Charismatic - exercising a compelling charm that inspires devotion in others.
Ambitious - having or showing a strong desire and determination to succeed.
Doting - extremely and uncritically fond of someone; adoring.
Manipulative - characterized by unscrupulous control of a situation or person.

Appearance:
Buzzardmoon, in life, had been a fairly average tom - by CragClan's standards, anyhow. He was bulkier, especially compared to his littermates. He had muscle lining along under his thick, coarse pelt, and when greenleaf came he would often swelter under the summer heat. He was too thick to be considered lean and not slim enough to be considerably fast but there was power and strength behind each blow of his paws. He bore broad shoulders and wide paws. He had dark fur that lightened around his underbelly and tail tip and just along his lips beneath his nose. His dark tabby markings made it easier for him to blend in his with surroundings, despite the pattern being prominently darker. He has deep-set eyes with an dusty hue of green. His ears are long and very expressive.

Romantic Orientation:
  Romantic: Heteromantic
Sexual: Heteroflexible
Past Affections: Willowmist, Nettlestripe, Brindleflare
Crush[es]: nah
Mate[s]: Nettlestripe [formerly], Brindleflare [formerly]
Preference[s]: Docile she-cats, the ones who need protection and are submissive enough for him to control or persuade them of things. Typically, he likes creamier pelts with bits of white, but he does take a fancy to dark she-cats with equally dark eyes.
Dislike[s]: RoostClanners >:I

Kin:
  Family Tree: sta.sh/01zeh8axf9wz
  Mother: Briarthorn
Father: Heathercloud
Littermates: Galewillow, Tumblefoot, Rosepaw
Aunts, uncles: Stoatripple , Dewriver, Echofoot. Hawkdapple, Dawnmelt, Foxpaw, Spiderpaw. Jaykit, Ebonykit, Echokit.
Kits: Beetletooth, Chestnutfur , Shellflight, Crocusdrop. Honeykit , Adderkit   Flickerkit

Others: Thornfire, Sunstorm [maternal grandparents] Sharpcliff, Skydrop [paternal grandparents]

History:
  [Before Birth]
His mother, Briarthorn, lived a fairly unfortunate life. From a young age she had grown up unwanted and untreasured by her mother and father in favour of her siblings. She trained as a young apprentice, furious with the world and the hand with which it dealt her. Although her loyalty never wavered, she had taken note with a sourness that her littermates were often treated better than her, moreso Spiderpaw than anyone else. Her parents didn't get along as there had been a dispute over the lineage of them, save for the young Spiderpaw, and as such neither of them were truly content watching over them in their youth. Foxpaw and Briarpaw grew up as thick as thieves and were adventurous, hoping to prove to their parents that they were worthy of them - and that because they had turned their backs on their kits, they'd turn their backs on them as well. Their apprenticeship had been a slow-going process, with only Hawkdapple making it at first. Dawnmelt was second. It was only shortly afterwards that their parents tried to get back together that they truly considered to spend time with them. However, as fate would have it, Sunstorm would receive previous wounds due to a CragClan patrol. It was on his deathbed that he would admit that he had always thought of the [admittedly large] litter as his kits, except that he had long since figured he wasn't worthy of them. He died a couple days later. Then, beside herself with grief, their mother turned to her old-time friends for help. Feeling dejected, the pair of siblings decided to further focus on their own apprenticeship and barely interacted with their half-siblings when their mother gave birth to them moons later. They weren't particularly surprised when the new litter and mother died due to complications later. However, angered with the fact that they hadn't been made apprentices, they searched for other ways to prove their worth. Spiderpaw had drowned trying to prove his worth after falling over the edge of the cliff due to an accident. It was around that time that Briarpaw met Ruben, a kittypet who traveled with his twolegs on a camping trip who tricked her into fending off a furious dog with a hatred for cats. Foxpaw, having followed Briarpaw, helped try to fend them off but would succumb to his wounds. Dawnmelt arrived and fought off the dog and brought back both siblings to camp - Foxpaw was unable to be saved and he died. Dawnmelt blamed Briarpaw for Foxpaw's death - not wholly unjustified - and Hawkdapple, beside himself with grief, committed suicide. Briarpaw, of course, wasn't without injury herself from the dog attack, which later earned her name in remembrance of her mother, Thornfire. Scarred and wounded, she had resigned to the medicine cat den to be tended to. There, she had met Heathercloud.
Now, Heathercloud, in comparison had a fairly nice life compared to Briarthorn's. He had been born in a not very small litter to Sharpcliff and Skydrop. As all siblings are prone to do, they all had divided off into groups - Stoatkit and Echokit were decent friends whereas, by default, Heatherkit and Dewkit were 'friends' as well. The only complication with this matter being that Stoatkit had been born deaf and had been needed to be tended to for a good portion of his kit hood while he learned. This is not to say, of course, that their parents didn't love them - they did, very much so. As the eldest, he had been in charge of the rest of them and had tried his best. Of course, being so young, he had failed miserably. They had been a happy family with a relatively uneventful kit hood. When their apprenticeships came, much earlier than Briarthorn's would be later that year, they all had agreed to help each other out. Dewpaw succeeded in surpassing her siblings, Stoatpaw had an uncanny knack for getting into trouble with his mentor, Echopaw was remarkably lazy, and Heatherpaw only managed to struggle along at a tortoise's pace. He struggled with the grasps of how a RoostClan warrior is supposed to act. Inevitably, Stoatpaw fell behind in his training and was the last to gain his warrior name in comparison to Dewriver, Echofoot, and Heathercloud. They still congratulated him all the same and once they all were warriors they decided to be the best they could be. As always, there is an incident in a warriors' life that they would regret in that exact instant. Back when dares were acceptable among RoostClan cats to venture into CragClan territory to visit the Sunstone - so close to camp -, Dewriver had dared Heathercloud to do it, having not done it during his youth. Intent on not letting them done, he attempts to do it - and only succeeds in managing to not only get caught, but slip and shatter his shoulder bone. As a result, he was also confined to the medicine cat den by orders of Gingernose.
Being two of the constants in the RoostClan medicine cat den at the time, they were faced with the fact of each other as company. Surprised by Briarthorn's appearance, he was slightly uncomfortable by her pensive personality. However, it became clear that her abrasion was due to her upbringing and quick enough, through kindness and occasionally words shot back with a furiousness, they forged an unlikely friendship. Although he gained functionality back in his shoulder, it had a tendency to keep popping out, to which he would return and tend to Briarthorn every time he saw her in the medicine cat den. Then, when they both got a clean bill of health, they kept up the friendship. He didn't think much of it until Dewriver teased him and suggested that the reason why he spent so much time with her was because he had feelings for her. Surprised, he figured it to be true and asked Briarthorn about it. Perplexed, she asked him, "I thought that was why we hung out together in the first place?"
Not long after, it was found that Briarthorn was expecting kits.

[Kithood]
      He was born in the meek Clan of RoostClan to the the warrior and senior warrior pair, Briarthorn and Heathercloud respectively. It was a time of peace for the Clans and with little tension between the Clans they would share herbs and tend to their young collectively. He had been born with three other littermates, the quiet-mannered Galekit, the excitable Tumblekit, and lastly his only sister, the meek Rosekit. They grew up fairly well enough.

[Apprenticeship]
[Warrior]
[Deputy]
[Leader]

Relationships:
  |Just met
  |Curious about
  |Possible Friend
  |Acquaintance
  |Interested in knowing
  |Getting to know
  |Friend
  |Good friend
  |Best friend
  |Small crush
  |Average crush
  |Large crush
  |Platonic Love
  |Lust
  |Love
  |Annoyance
  |Dislike
  |Hate
  |Anxious around
  |Slightly scared of
  |Fears
  |Trusts
  |Role-model
  |Idolises
  |Like Family
  |Mentor / apprentice

Name | rper | dots | thoughts

Kits | platonic love, double purple, blue, double white
Nettlestripe | triple red, double green, single yellow, single orange
Brindleflare | double red, single green, single black, single yellow

Description
                                                [ I'm meaner than my demons
                                                          I'm bigger than these bones

                                                          And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
                                                          I can't help this awful energy
                                                          God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control? ]
                                      - halsey's control

Name: Buzzardmoon
Prefix: Buzzard - given because it was his mother's favourite bug
Suffix: Moon - suffix given to leaders who achieve nine lives | Storm - given because of his fierce attitude in battle
Past names: Buzzardkit, Buzzardpaw, Buzzardstorm
Nicknames: Buzzboy [by mother]

Age: 75 moons | 6 years, 1 month at death [6yr,3mo if alive]
Birth Season: Greenleaf | Summer

Sex: Male
  Gender: Cis
Pronouns: He/him/his

Breed: Maine coon x Abyssinian x American longhair

Clan: RoostClan > CragClan | Dark Forest Representative
Lineage: 100% RoostClan [ BrindleBuzzard kits are 1/2 Roost 1/2 Crag]
  Rank: Kit > Apprentice > Warrior > Deputy > Leader
Deputy Status: Succeeded- Coldmoon [formerly, RoostClan], Elkmoon. Preceeded- Silentfur [RoostClan], Hornetmoon.
  Mentor: Aspenstrike
  Apprentices: Darkwater, Frogpatch, Breezewhisper

Reason for Presence: War against RoostClan and for being fairly "power-hungry".
Cause of Death: Slain in battle by Coldmoon, former RoostClan leader

Personality:
  Charismatic - exercising a compelling charm that inspires devotion in others.
Ambitious - having or showing a strong desire and determination to succeed.
Doting - extremely and uncritically fond of someone; adoring.
Manipulative - characterized by unscrupulous control of a situation or person.

Appearance:
Buzzardmoon, in life, had been a fairly average tom - by CragClan's standards, anyhow. He was bulkier, especially compared to his littermates. He had muscle lining along under his thick, coarse pelt, and when greenleaf came he would often swelter under the summer heat. He was too thick to be considered lean and not slim enough to be considerably fast but there was power and strength behind each blow of his paws. He bore broad shoulders and wide paws. He had dark fur that lightened around his underbelly and tail tip and just along his lips beneath his nose. His dark tabby markings made it easier for him to blend in his with surroundings, despite the pattern being prominently darker. He has deep-set eyes with an dusty hue of green. His ears are long and very expressive.

Romantic Orientation:
  Romantic: Heteromantic
Sexual: Heteroflexible
Past Affections: Willowmist, Nettlestripe, Brindleflare
Crush[es]: nah
Mate[s]: Nettlestripe [formerly], Brindleflare [formerly]
Preference[s]: Docile she-cats, the ones who need protection and are submissive enough for him to control or persuade them of things. Typically, he likes creamier pelts with bits of white, but he does take a fancy to dark she-cats with equally dark eyes.
Dislike[s]: RoostClanners >:I

Kin:
  Family Tree: sta.sh/01zeh8axf9wz
  Mother: Briarthorn
Father: Heathercloud
Littermates: Galewillow, Tumblefoot, Rosepaw
Aunts, uncles: Stoatripple , Dewriver, Echofoot. Hawkdapple, Dawnmelt, Foxpaw, Spiderpaw. Jaykit, Ebonykit, Echokit.
Kits: Beetletooth, Chestnutfur , Shellflight, Crocusdrop. Honeykit , Adderkit   Flickerkit

Others: Thornfire, Sunstorm [maternal grandparents] Sharpcliff, Skydrop [paternal grandparents]

History:
  [Before Birth]
His mother, Briarthorn, lived a fairly unfortunate life. From a young age she had grown up unwanted and untreasured by her mother and father in favour of her siblings. She trained as a young apprentice, furious with the world and the hand with which it dealt her. Although her loyalty never wavered, she had taken note with a sourness that her littermates were often treated better than her, moreso Spiderpaw than anyone else. Her parents didn't get along as there had been a dispute over the lineage of them, save for the young Spiderpaw, and as such neither of them were truly content watching over them in their youth. Foxpaw and Briarpaw grew up as thick as thieves and were adventurous, hoping to prove to their parents that they were worthy of them - and that because they had turned their backs on their kits, they'd turn their backs on them as well. Their apprenticeship had been a slow-going process, with only Hawkdapple making it at first. Dawnmelt was second. It was only shortly afterwards that their parents tried to get back together that they truly considered to spend time with them. However, as fate would have it, Sunstorm would receive previous wounds due to a CragClan patrol. It was on his deathbed that he would admit that he had always thought of the [admittedly large] litter as his kits, except that he had long since figured he wasn't worthy of them. He died a couple days later. Then, beside herself with grief, their mother turned to her old-time friends for help. Feeling dejected, the pair of siblings decided to further focus on their own apprenticeship and barely interacted with their half-siblings when their mother gave birth to them moons later. They weren't particularly surprised when the new litter and mother died due to complications later. However, angered with the fact that they hadn't been made apprentices, they searched for other ways to prove their worth. Spiderpaw had drowned trying to prove his worth after falling over the edge of the cliff due to an accident. It was around that time that Briarpaw met Ruben, a kittypet who traveled with his twolegs on a camping trip who tricked her into fending off a furious dog with a hatred for cats. Foxpaw, having followed Briarpaw, helped try to fend them off but would succumb to his wounds. Dawnmelt arrived and fought off the dog and brought back both siblings to camp - Foxpaw was unable to be saved and he died. Dawnmelt blamed Briarpaw for Foxpaw's death - not wholly unjustified - and Hawkdapple, beside himself with grief, committed suicide. Briarpaw, of course, wasn't without injury herself from the dog attack, which later earned her name in remembrance of her mother, Thornfire. Scarred and wounded, she had resigned to the medicine cat den to be tended to. There, she had met Heathercloud.
Now, Heathercloud, in comparison had a fairly nice life compared to Briarthorn's. He had been born in a not very small litter to Sharpcliff and Skydrop. As all siblings are prone to do, they all had divided off into groups - Stoatkit and Echokit were decent friends whereas, by default, Heatherkit and Dewkit were 'friends' as well. The only complication with this matter being that Stoatkit had been born deaf and had been needed to be tended to for a good portion of his kit hood while he learned. This is not to say, of course, that their parents didn't love them - they did, very much so. As the eldest, he had been in charge of the rest of them and had tried his best. Of course, being so young, he had failed miserably. They had been a happy family with a relatively uneventful kit hood. When their apprenticeships came, much earlier than Briarthorn's would be later that year, they all had agreed to help each other out. Dewpaw succeeded in surpassing her siblings, Stoatpaw had an uncanny knack for getting into trouble with his mentor, Echopaw was remarkably lazy, and Heatherpaw only managed to struggle along at a tortoise's pace. He struggled with the grasps of how a RoostClan warrior is supposed to act. Inevitably, Stoatpaw fell behind in his training and was the last to gain his warrior name in comparison to Dewriver, Echofoot, and Heathercloud. They still congratulated him all the same and once they all were warriors they decided to be the best they could be. As always, there is an incident in a warriors' life that they would regret in that exact instant. Back when dares were acceptable among RoostClan cats to venture into CragClan territory to visit the Sunstone - so close to camp -, Dewriver had dared Heathercloud to do it, having not done it during his youth. Intent on not letting them done, he attempts to do it - and only succeeds in managing to not only get caught, but slip and shatter his shoulder bone. As a result, he was also confined to the medicine cat den by orders of Gingernose.
Being two of the constants in the RoostClan medicine cat den at the time, they were faced with the fact of each other as company. Surprised by Briarthorn's appearance, he was slightly uncomfortable by her pensive personality. However, it became clear that her abrasion was due to her upbringing and quick enough, through kindness and occasionally words shot back with a furiousness, they forged an unlikely friendship. Although he gained functionality back in his shoulder, it had a tendency to keep popping out, to which he would return and tend to Briarthorn every time he saw her in the medicine cat den. Then, when they both got a clean bill of health, they kept up the friendship. He didn't think much of it until Dewriver teased him and suggested that the reason why he spent so much time with her was because he had feelings for her. Surprised, he figured it to be true and asked Briarthorn about it. Perplexed, she asked him, "I thought that was why we hung out together in the first place?"
Not long after, it was found that Briarthorn was expecting kits.

[Kithood]
      He was born in the meek Clan of RoostClan to the the warrior and senior warrior pair, Briarthorn and Heathercloud respectively. It was a time of peace for the Clans and with little tension between the Clans they would share herbs and tend to their young collectively. He had been born with three other littermates, the quiet-mannered Galekit, the excitable Tumblekit, and lastly his only sister, the meek Rosekit. They grew up fairly well enough.

[Apprenticeship]
[Warrior]
[Deputy]
[Leader]

Relationships:
  |Just met
  |Curious about
  |Possible Friend
  |Acquaintance
  |Interested in knowing
  |Getting to know
  |Friend
  |Good friend
  |Best friend
  |Small crush
  |Average crush
  |Large crush
  |Platonic Love
  |Lust
  |Love
  |Annoyance
  |Dislike
  |Hate
  |Anxious around
  |Slightly scared of
  |Fears
  |Trusts
  |Role-model
  |Idolises
  |Like Family
  |Mentor / apprentice

Name | rper | dots | thoughts

Kits | platonic love, double purple, blue, double white
Nettlestripe | triple red, double green, single yellow, single orange
Brindleflare | double red, single green, single black, single yellow