Spark fall

[loon]

Sparkfall
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Tom : 13 Moons : Warrior : Bisexual

Appearance: {A dark ginger and cream tom with honey eyes, a bright ginger tail, and a kestrel feather tucked by his ear.}



Sparkfall is a dark ginger and cream tabby with a mask pattern over his face and a saddle pattern over his back. He has a dense, but fluffy pelt that thins out on his legs and honey colored eyes.
His defining feature is his bright ginger tail and neck, glaring out like a flame compared to his much duller markings and mountainous surroundings.
His left ear is nicked near the tip and there is a large scar across his shoulders as a result of a stray branch that had been broken during the avalanche when he was 5 moons old.
Sparkfall keeps a kestrel feather tucked by his ear.



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Personality:

{Loving, fiery, anxious, short-tempered at times, emotional, caring, fearful}



Sparkfall used to be more on the loud, often roughhousing or joking with his denmates, prefering to keep his issues and feelings to himself, but deep down, he's very sensitive and quite afraid of the world in general.
Now, however, he has become much more quiet.
Due to his anxiety paired with his tendency to keep his feelings to himself, he sometimes has bursts of anger and irritability, especially in situations in which he feels uncomfortable, but is afraid to voice his discomfort. These bursts of anger usually lead to him storming to privacy and crying.
On a more positive side, when he feels in his element, he is confident and energetic, often excelling at whatever he attempts all while cracking jokes and being generally friendly.
If he feels particularly close to someone, he is very open with his love for them, often being affectionate, doing favors, and talking with them at any chance he gets. He used to prefer to spar with his friends more than other activities, and while he still would, he now takes a more calm approach to friendship.
He generally means well, and does his best at all times, but sometimes, when the world gets to be too much, Sparkfall may slack off on his duties or lash out, he usually goes for night walks in the sleep meadows when he feels this way.



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History:



Sparkfall has had a more or less average life so far, some joy, some tragedy, but mostly nothing significant.
He was born to a she-cat named Stempelt alongside his sister, Sorrelkit, and, for the most part, had a generally average kithood, at least, until he reached the age of five moons. A brutal avalanche ravaged Peakclan's camp, leaving him with some scars, but mostly unharmed, his sister wasn't as fourtunate, however, having been struck in the head with the very branch that left Spark-kit with his scars. Sorrelkit died on impact. He doesn't remember much of the days that followed, just the stress of dealing with grief but having to stay strong, for his mother's sake.
Both his half-brother, Rumblepaw, and an apprentice roughly two moons older, Drizzlepaw, helped him cope. The former by being there for his family and the latter by simply being a friend.
The following moon, having turned six moons old, he was apprenticed to Mountainsong, and from then on, Sparkpaw was just trying to push past what had happened, and focus on his training and making friends, but sometimes still, he finds it hard to shake off.
He soon became quiet attached to the kits of Blackstar and Ashlight, Kestrelkit, Hailkit, Lark-kit, and Emberkit, becoming much like a secondary father to the kittens, especially to Kestrelkit.
Soon enough, he became close to a warrior not much older than himself, Littleblink, finding comfort in their presence, between them, his new found family, and Drizzlewind, things seemed to be looking up!
But much like his kithood, the good that had sprouted in his apprenticeship soon came to a tragic end, a sudden plague taking the lives of many. His mother, who has now been distant for a long, long time, was one of the first to fall. He may have not spoken to her in a while, but he still loved her. Second was his half-brother, Mudskip, and then went his mentor, Mountainsong.
Already torn apart by these losses, he spent as much time as he could with the kits, Blackstar, Ashlight, and Littleblink.
The latter soon caught the illness as well, passing swiftly. Sparkpaw wished it had been him instead.
Near the end of the plague, Blackstar, Ashlight, Bearcatcher, and the kits all left, leaving behind Emberkit as well as the rest of the clan.
After all of this loss, it is rather understandable that the tom became somewhat angry toward the stars, although he mainly keeps that anger to himself.  His faith, however, is not gone, he's simply upset that they allowed such a tragedy to happen. He soon took to the habit of taking Emberkit to his nest in the apprentices' den to sleep, refusing to let her be alone after all of this.
A moon after the plague and the departure of Blackstar, he was named a warrior, Given the name Sparkfall.

Soon after he was given his warrior name, a kestrel flew over him, one of it's feathers floating down to the ground. Sparkfall keeps that feather tucked by one of his ears at all times, as it reminds him of the family he had became a part of during his apprenticeship, particularly, of Kestrelkit, who he had come to see as a daughter.

Since this, much has happened, and he has steadily become closer to Drizzlewind over the past couple moons.



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Family:

Parents

Mother: Stempelt [Deceased][NPC]

Father: [Unknown]



Siblings

Sister: Sorrelkit [Deceased][NPC]

Half-Brother: Rumbleflame

Half-Brother: Mudskip [Deceased]



Clan Relations

First Mentor: Mountainsong [Deceased]

Second Mentor: Chirpsong

Friend: Drizzlewind



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