Deerpaw is not selfish but he certainly has a heart of iron when it comes to wanting what he wants to help others. Example, say a friend were to get hurt by another clanmate and Deerpaw is told this. The guy would march over and give the violator a piece of his mind- teeth, claws, words, you name it. He is not afraid of bloodshed but does not see how selfish that could be so often the apprentice would get into trouble. "Put a brave face on an keep it there."
Mother || Doestep
Father || Finchfleet
Mate || N/A
Offspring || N/A
H I S T O R Y
Born as an only child to Doestep and Finchfleet, Deerkit had no means of communicating with any littermates other than pressing himself against his mother's warm fur without much complaint. Even if the kit didn't have to fight for milk, Deerkit was a weak and feeble kitten for the first few months of his life and had not walked on all four legs until he was a moon old. This had brought attention and worry to Doestep so the mother refused for him to set foot outside the nursery or play with neighboring kittens. Deerkit did not complain, he had become familiar and homely to his mother's scent and fur so thus he did not think it was a privilege taken away. His father Finchfleet had occupied himself in his duties without spending time with his family but did visit, only rarely.
Apprenticeship was delayed until Deerkit was 8 moons old. Doestep still refused to allow her son to be put into the wild world while sudden snow came and he was still building his strength, making slow progress. Deerkit had befriended the nursery kittens though, without the play involved. It was until when he reached early adolescence when Doestep reculantly allowed Deerkit to become an apprentice with advice from the clan leader. Assigned to a mentor, Deerpaw prepared himself for unending training schemes to catch up on what he had missed- hunting, battle tactics, tiresome and aching, the apprentice enjoyed it less and less. Finchfleet merely encouraged his son whilst Doestep embarrassed him by caressing the poor feline every time he had returned from training. It was rare to have a decent amount of time to train as Brineclan had maneuvered itself to a new home underground amongst all snow and frost. Although fully fledged and healthy, Deerpaw found it difficult to cope with ongoing events that occurred in the clan- news of deaths and cannibalism, and a sudden earthquake that brought misery to both him and his mother.
Finchfleet was reported dead as soon as the last tremble of earthquake was over. Doestep had taken this deeply and remained in mourning for moons, leaving Deerpaw to feel solemn and empty however he tried his best to comfort his mother via grooming and talking. Rather then torment, training with his mentor Oaktooth became a distraction and Deerpaw frequently asked him to allow them to hunt although prey was scarce and clanmates were thinning quickly. Oaktooth's company was enjoyable, the warrior was wise yet harsh, however Deerpaw looked at him as a father figure. Both apprentice and warrior set off on a hunting trip above ground often but returned with no means of prey. Doestep had not yet recovered and was still frail and fragile but Deerpaw remained close to his mother.
Deerpaw's life came to a close when Oaktooth took the apprentice on a hunting trip- both thin and hungry and Deerpaw could not help but notice they had travelled a long distance away from camp. Thin layers of snow became thick and Oaktooth lead him to unfamiliar territory- craggy, rocky and cold and the journey to there had made Deerpaw tired. There were no signs of prey- not that the area would provide shelter for any and it was far away from home. Confused, the apprentice turned to ask about this but received a blow to the neck. Oaktooth attacked his apprentice in means to eat his carcass after, but Deerpaw wriggled free of his grasp and shot off in any direction, scrambling across the rocky cliff only to find himself on a dislodged rock, falling into the abyss.
A sharp gasp of new breath. Deerpaw awoke in Starclan united with his father and watched as new Brineclan felines appeared including Doestep who died shortly after her son's death. They rejoiced together and enjoyed the company of each other whilst they spent time in plentiful lands of prey, relaxed, and talked. It was as if it were the beginnings of a finally peaceful, eternal life. But soon Deerstep was offered another chance to live, his parents declined but the apprentice accepted.
R O L E P L A Y I N F O R M A T I O N