Boltstrike | Starclan Warrior | FOTC

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||General Information||

Name: Boltstrike
    -Prefix: Bolt | Family tradition of names having to do with storms or light, and for her golden pelt.
    -Suffix: Strike | For her speed and percision in both battle and hunting.
    -Previous Names: Boltkit, Boltpaw

Age: 54 moons *At Death*
Gender: She-cat
Breed: American Short-hair, Sand Cat, Maine Coon mix

Birth Date: October 18
Birth Season: Leaf-fall

Death Season: Leaf-fall
Cause of Death: Died in the night a few days after giving birth to her three kits; Exhaustion; Birth Complications

Clan: Starclan
Previous Clan: Thunderclan
Previous Rank Warrior

Mentor: Ospreyflight[dead]
Past Apprentices: Swiftwind[Missing], Blossomfrost[Missing], Sapphirepaw[Missing]

Religious Beliefs: ●●●●○
"I believe there is an afterlife. My father has told us many stories where he's visited Starclan and spoken to the spirit cats who reside there. If my father believes in them, then so do I. I also believe that's where my brother, Harespot, lives on."
"I live in Starclan now. I see my ancestors, can speak and hunt with them now. How can I not believe when I am here, when I'm watching over my kits, my family, and my clan. My new duty in this afterlife is to take care of them, to watch over them."

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||Appearance Information||

Fur Statistics:
●●●○○○○○○○ = Rough 
●●○○○○○○○○ = Dry 
●●●●●●●○○○ = Smooth 
●●●●●●●●○○ = Soft 

Short|●●●○○○○○○○|Long

Brief Description: Golden and white she-cat with black stripes and amber eyes. Her figure glows with Starlight, and her once brightly colored pelt is duller and ghost-like. Her body is faint and see-though, and Starshine glitters at her paws when she walks

Body Type: Her build is Lean and Muscular, when she was alive, her slender form and strong figure was an asset to her when she climbed the trees of the territory.
    -Scars: None

Voice: Adult Kiara | Lion King 2
    -Example: www.youtube.com/watch?v=hRJdmS…

Scent: Although she smells of every season, a smoky mixed with honeysuckle scent is most prominent.

Height:
    -Inches: 11

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||Personality||

{Outspoken}{Brave}{Outgoing}{Curious}{Daddy's Girl}{Mischievous}{Trusting}{Stubborn}

|Outspoken|
"Frank in stating one's opinions, especially if they are critical or controversial."
If she is thinking it, she is not afraid to let you know her thoughts. She's sometimes very blunt. There are instances when she knows to keep her mouth shut, but if she truly believes her thoughts must be known, she will let them be known. She gets this from her father being a leader and from holding her tongue for so long, too long even. She knows better now, that her thoughts are usually better to be heard than to be held in for herself to go mad.

|Brave|
"Ready to face and endure danger or pain; showing courage."
She is willing to lay down her life for anyone, especially her friends and family. She is not extremely afraid to die. She takes her vows to her clan very seriously. For the good of her clan, her family, and her friends, she is prepared to stand up and fight, and even die for them. She believes in what is right, and that what is right should be fought for at all costs. She gets this from her father as well, and a part of her believes that because her father is leader, she must be brave as well.

|Outgoing|
"Friendly and socially confident."
She is very outgoing and is usually the first to volunteer for anything, unless its boring or unappealing to her of course. She's generally kind and easy to get along with, which helps her in these instances when social interaction is desired. She gets this from her mother, who is just the same. Her mother taught her the ways of making good conversation and how not to be afraid of being embarrassed, and thus holding oneself back from socializing.

|Curious|
"Eager to know or learn something."
She is very curious about almost everything and likes to know the whole story. She sometimes pries, but her heart is in he right place. She grew up this way on her own, being a kit along with her brothers. The whole curious 'kit stage' just kind of stuck with her through adulthood. She strives to learn all she can and to know everything, even sometimes going to the extent of eavesdropping on her father.

|Daddy's Girl|
"A girl, or woman, who is particularly attached to, and indulged by, her father."
She is her father up and down and wants to do everything he does. She thinks of her father being perfect, a superhero, he can do no wrong. She wants to be as brave as he is and basically just wants to be him. She wants to learn everything from him. He has taken a liking to her for she looks a lot like him and for her enthusiasm to learn everything from him and do everything he does. Though she knows now that her father, like everyone else, is imperfect, it does not falter or subdue her love and admiration for him.

|Mischievous|
"Causing or showing a fondness for causing trouble in a playful way."
She is always getting in trouble because of her curiosity and her complete disregard for most of the clan's and her parent's rules. She is always getting herself and others, especially her littermates, in trouble with her 'games' and ideas of what to do. This has also taken a toll with her curiosity, which makes something like a 'perfect storm.' Even now, out of her kit and apprentice moons, her mischievousness has followed her. She breaks small rules every now and again, and her sense of adventure and adrenaline has stayed with her and lives brightly on with her.

|Trusting|
"Showing or tending to have a belief in a person's honesty or sincerity; not suspicious."
Perhaps a little to trusting, Boltstrike is quick to trust someone unless they have let her down too many times or have a shady demeanor about them. She gets this from both of her parents, with her father's unfaltering tendency to trust other cats with immense faith, and her mother's ability to be outgoing and to socialize.

|Stubborn|
"Having or showing a dogged determination not to change one's attitude or position on something, especially in spite of good arguments or reasons to do so."
Boltstrike is immensely stubborn and hard-headed. Things are her way and her knowledge and opinions are overtly right in her mind. It takes a lot for her to change her mind, or for her to take on a new idea or opinion. She gets this from her father's own stubbornness and often they butt heads with each other's differing opinions, ideas, and arguments.


Likes:
-Green-Leaf
-Running
-Problem-Solving
-Nighttime
-The Sun
-Climbing
-Honeysuckle

Dislikes:
-Leaf-Bare
-Arguments
-Thunderstorms
-Death
-Badgers

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||Family Tree||

Mother:
Honeysweet | She-cat | Alive | Thunderclan

Father:
Sparkstar | Tom | Alive | Thunderclan

Siblings:
Nightwave | Tom | Alive | LightclanShadowclan
    Koisplash | She-cat | Dead | Shadowclan
    Kestrelpatch | She-cat | Alive | Shadowclan
Harespot | Tom | Dead | Lightclan

Mapleleaf | She-cat | Dead | Thunderclan
Flashwing | She-cat | Missing | Thunderclan
Applespot | She-cat | Alive | Thunderclan
Snakeclaw | Tom | Dead | Thunderclan
Spiderfoot | Tom | Dead | Thunderclan

Nieces and Nephews:
Pinestripe | She-cat | Missing | Shadowclan
Lizardpaw | She-cat | Dead | Shadowclan
Falconpaw | Tom | Dead | Shadowclan
Oceanstorm | Tom | Dead | Shadowclan

Grandparents:
Lightstorm | She-cat | Dead | Lightclan
Thundergrowl | Tom | Dead | Lightclan
Sunfall | Tom | Dead | Lightclan

Sharkfoot | Tom | Dead | CloudclanLightclan
Morningbloom | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan

Aunts:
Softthunder | She-cat | Missing | Lightclan
Stormcloud | She-cat | Missing | LightclanBreezeclan

Crystalkit | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan

Uncles:
Thunderflash | Tom | Dead | Lightclan

Tarfoot | Tom | Missing | CloudclanThunderclan
    Silencedleap | She-cat | Alive | RippleclanThunderclan
Swallowstar | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan
    Honeyspirit | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan
    Stormcloud | She-cat | Missing | LightclanBreezeclan
    Burningrose | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan
    Flowergrace | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan
    Lionspirit | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan
    Blizzardwind | she-cat | Dead | Cloudclan
Reedclaw | Tom | Dead | CloudclanLightclan
Raccoonkit | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan

Cousins:
~Swallowstar~
Littlefall | Tom | Alive | CloudclanThunderclan
    Marigoldleaf | She-cat | Dead | Lightclan
    Lynxheart | She-cat | Dead | Lightclan
Hailstorm | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan
    Shadowfrost | She-cat | Dead | ShadeclanLightclan
Talonstripe | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan
Firekit | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan

Amberstorm | Tom | Alive | Skyclan
Flamekit | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan

Pinethorn | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan
Bumblepaw | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan
Nightinggalekit | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan

Nettlehollow | Tom | Missing | Skyclan
Dualscar | Tom | Dead | Thunderclan
Applefrost | She-cat | Dead | Cloudclan

Swallowblaze | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan
Nettlethorn | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan
ThymetailRainfrost | She-cat | Missing | SkyclanWindclan
Pantherkit | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan

Blossompatch | She-cat | Missing | Skyclan
Cuckooscreech | Tom | Missing | Skyclan
Heatherfall | She-cat | Missing | Skyclan
Redkit | Tom | Dead | Cloudclan

Offspring:
Pumpkinheart | Tom | Alive | Thunderclan
Redpaw | Tom | Missing | Thunderclan
Magpiekit | She-cat | Missing | Thunderclan

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||Biography||

|Kit|
    Boltkit was born in a litter of five to her parents Sparkstar and Honeysweet. Her father is the leader of Lightclan. She has two brothers, Nightkit and Harekit. She got her name from the coloration of her pelt and the designs on it, as well as her father's family tradition of having the first name having to do with light and storms. She opened her eyes to reveal an exact replica to her father's and started to get in all kinds of trouble. Her parents, herself, and the clan couldn't wait for her to become an apprentice. The clan and her parents want her too so that perhaps she'll get into less trouble, which isn't likely to happen. Her and Harekit decided to leave the camp for an adventure patrolling the circumference of the camp. They exit through the Dirt Place Tunnel while their mother takes a nap with Nightkit. They find Blackberry Bushes outside the Dirt Place and stuff their faces, deciding to carry back a branch full for Nightkit. They journey around the camp and return safely only to be disciplined by their mother and father. They do give Nightkit the berries they picked for him though.

|Apprentice|
    Boltpaw was so excited about becoming an apprentice. She was so excited during her Apprentice Ceremony and leaving the camp without getting in trouble for it. She loved seeing their huge territory! She was still close to her two brothers Harepaw and Nightpaw. She adored playing with Harepaw the most because she knew she could get him to do basically whatever she wanted, so they could get in trouble together. She enjoyed training with her mentor, Ospreyflight. Even though her mentor was mute, she felt like she understood her more so than others did. Having a mute mentor had also benefited her as well as she could easily read body language as well as cat's emotions in their eyes since from having to do that to communicate with Ospreyflight. She really couldn't have asked for a better mentor. One day while they were out hunting, Boltpaw made a clumsy kill and sprained her paw. Ospreyflight took care of her and brought her back to camp to be treated. 

|Warrior|
    Boltstrike was stoked on the day of her warrior ceremony, but soon, her celebration was cut short by the horrid news of her brother, Harepaw being struck down by a tree during his warrior assessment and perishing under the weight. Sparkstar named Harepaw a warrior anyway, so his new name in Starclan would be Harespot. Aside from coming out for her warrior ceremony, Boltstrike spent most of that day, and the few days following, in silence within the warrior's den. About a moon after her brother's death, Lightclan camp was swallowed in flames leaving the camp in utter turmoil and destruction. She, herself had been trapped by a falling tree within the camp when trying to escape and was saved by Lightningflash. After passing out from the smoke, he carried her almost to the Lightclan border to get her to safety. Upon returning to the apprentice's training clearing where Sparkstar had told the clan to go for safety, she found out about a bunch of cats who had died, and as he father spoke to her of her brother, Nightwave, being presumed dead, a cat walked into the clearing. His white pelt had been smudged with ash and char. It was Nightwave! He had made it out of the burning camp after all! Boltstrike and her parents leaped across the clearing to Nightwave in tears of joy. Soon after at a Gathering, it was discovered many of the other clans were having just as terrible luck as Lightclan was. It was decided that the clans would leave this land, their home, to find a new one. Thus began the long journey.
    Not much longer after the journey began, it felt like it had ended. They had done it. The clans had found their new home. A few moons later after arriving, the clans had settled in nicely and Boltstrike was settling into her place of being a Warrior. Her parents, Sparkstar and Honeysweet, gave birth to five kits, Thunderkit, Maplekit, Applekit, Snakekit, and Spiderkit. The blossoming young she-cat had found herself interested in two toms and drawing their interest in her as well. Lightingflash and Softfeather were both very nice and kind toms who were very tender to Boltstrike. However, the she-cat felt torn from the impending decision she'd have to make. Finally, after much debate, Boltstrike chose Lightningflash and the two soon became mates while Softfeather remained a friend. Boltstrike received an apprentice by the name of Swiftpaw. She was a nice young she-cat, and worked very hard until her warrior ceremony when she became Swiftwind. A few moons later, Boltstrike's apprentice disappeared. Nightwave left Lightclan to be with his mate, Koisplash, who was pregnant with his kits. They had four kits, Pinekit, Lizardkit, Oceankit, and Falconkit. Boltstrike, though sad to see her brother go, was proud of him and happy to become an aunt to his kits. Boltstrike was looking forward to becoming a mentor again after her previous apprentice died a few moons after her Warrior ceremony. She was also looking forward to mothering Lightningflash's kits and being the best mother she could be.
    Boltstrike only knew so much about the Watchers and the Wicked, but just as soon as they came a battle broke between the clans. Clan cats fought each other as they chose sides between the Watchers and the Wicked. During the battle, a bright light shone in the center, sucking up cats of all ages and clans. Just as soon as the light had come, it had gone along with many cats, some even family members. The Wicked and the Watchers had gone as well, leaving the territories in disaster. They tried to return to their normal ways, though. The camps were rebuilt, but hunting was never the same. Most of the prey had been chased off or killed during the battle. Many cats starved, and soon it was decided, after eight moons of trying to make it works, that the clans needed to leave and find a new home. Many cats were left behind, died on the way, or were lost to the clans. Two of these whom had died on the way were Nightwave's two kits, Lizardpaw and Falconpaw. After about four moons, the group finally reached their new home. The clans divided up the territory and renamed the clans after the ancient original names. Lightclan became Thunderclan, Shadeclan to Shadowclan, Rippleclan to Riverclan, Breezeclan to Windclan, and Cloudclan to Skyclan. Boltstrike's siblings had become warriors and received their new names, Mapleleaf, Applespot, Snakeclaw, and Spiderfoot. Thunderpaw asked to have her entire name changed, and so her new name was Flashwing. Nightwave's kits became warriors as well, receiving their new names, Pinestripe and Oceanstorm. Seven moons passed since the clans arrived at their new territory and settled in. Mapleleaf and Snakeclaw died during this time, and her family took it hard for a while, but they got better and learned to cope. Boltstrike hoped that she could have Lightningflash's kits now that things had finally settled down and peace seemed to be at paw.
    A moon passed and Boltstrike received a new apprentice to train by the name of Sapphirepaw. The apprentice was sweet, and the older warrior enjoyed their training sessions. Cats then started to go missing everywhere, including from her own clan. Flashwing, Applespot, Larchcall(the deputy), and even her beloved Lightningflash were just a few. Although, not long after her mate disappeared, the poor she-cat found that she was pregnant-with his kits. She feared having them without him, and even more so for them maybe never seeing their father.
    Applespot soon returned, and battle struck the clans. Rogues were found to be the cause of disappearances and death throughout the clans, and now it was their time to take revenge and make their homes safe again. Each clan had their own allegiance and sent out battle parties. Some of her clan mates died, but in the end they were victorious and the rogues were chased out. Everything seemed to be finally at peace, and then Boltstrike went into labor. It was an all night feat with Silencedleap, Swallowtuft, and Monarchpaw. The poor things had to keep her father at bay, but her mother came in to help them. After all, it was both Monarchpaw's and Swallowtuft's first times helping a queen give birth. Before Barkwhisper's disappearance, she had taught the apprentice about the herbs during pregnancy, but they had never had a surrogate to practice her skills upon until now, when Barkwhisper was no longer around and neither was an experienced Medicine Cat. But her mother was there, and she remembered not only her own times giving birth, but also the other queens in her time in the Nursery who also gave birth. Things went smooth, as far as giving birth goes, and finally Boltstrike was blessed with three new beautiful kits. Two toms and one little she-kit. Settling down with her mother and Silencedleap, the queen finally had a chance to rest, and awoke later in better spirits. Deciding now was the time to name them, she invited her two comrades to aid in ideas. Finally, the eldest tom they named Redkit for his rusty ginger pelt. The second tom Boltstrike named Pumpkinkit for his ginger pelt that reminded her of the rich orange of a pumpkin. There were a few wild pumpkin patches deep in the woods and a much larger and refined one near the Two-leg farm. The She-kit she named Magpiekit for her black and white pelt coloration and the stripes that Boltstrike had passed onto her. They were all so beautiful and so perfect, the golden tabby queen couldn't be happier. Tired from the turmoil, Boltstrike slept and slept until she awoke late the next evening. All of her limbs felt drained and she could feel her eyelids droop. She would never have imagined that she would ever have been THIS tired. Resting her head on her paws, she curled her kits closer to her belly and fell into quiet conversation with Silencedleap before falling asleep once more. 
    When she awoke, she didn't feel tired anymore, or bruised or sore or anything. She stood and she couldn't feel the normal chill of the Leaf-fall night that always found a way to seep into the Nursery. Looking about, she saw the still sleeping figure of Silencedleap, but there was another lump in a nest nearby. Upon padding over to it to see who it was, she was baffled to find herself curled quietly and still -too still- and three little lumps in the curve of her belly squirming every now and then with brilliant energy. She was dead, she realized. Looking down at her paws, she admired the soft glow and shimmer of starlight that danced from her. Curling up with her kits, she nestled each of them softly, whispering sweet prayers and wishes to them. She remained like this for a while, until Moon High when the brilliant light bathed the clearing and seeped through the roof of the den.
    "Boltstrike." Turning at the rough voice, the She-cat tried to focus on the shadow in the den entrance. As he came forward, she admired the starlight that danced from his pelt and paw steps. He seemed familiar in some way, and she tried to put words to his name to no avail. "You won't remember me, at least, not by looking at me. You never got to see me, Boltstrike, but you've heard all about me." His words were warm, like her father's. "Thundergrowl. You're my father's father. His real father." She spoke softly. "Yes," He rumbled as he stepped closer and looked down at her dead body and three kits, "It's time to go." Following his gaze, her amber eyes rested on her three beloved kits. "They'll be alright, and you can watch them from Starclan." Tears fell from her cheeks and ghostly dotted her nest, twinkling like brilliant stars. "I'm ready." She murmured as she stood and followed her grandfather out of the Nursery, briefly glancing back at her kits who would never really know their mother. A lot like how her father never really knew Thundergrowl. Pausing in the middle of the clearing, Boltstrike looked about the still camp and at the cat on guard. Thundergrowl slowed and turned to her, and she opened her jaws to present him a question. "How hard was it. To watch your kits grow up from far away where you couldn't play with them or hold them?" Her grandfather looked at her with warm sympathy in his grey-blue eyes. "It's not easy, but you must trust in that your clan will care for them and that you can watch over them." Nodding slowly with sadness pooling in her eyes, Boltstrike slowly followed Thundergrowl into Starclan where she laid down in the cool grass, rich with prey-scent, and watched over her kits fondly.

Memorable Moments:
-She went on an adventure with her brother Harekit to explore outside of the camp as kits.
-Boltpaw sprained her paw during training and her mute mentor took care of her.
-Lightningflash saved her from the fire that engulfed the camp.
-Boltstrike had to make a choice between Softfeather and Lightningflash, and she chose Lightningflash.
-Lightningflash and Boltstrike become mates!
-Boltstrike trained her first apprentice sucessfully: Swiftwind.
-Boltstrike found that she was having Lightningflash's kits only after her mate had disappeared.
-She got to give birth to the three most beautiful kits in the world, and stayed long enough to name them.

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||Current||

Star Symbol: A lightning bolt, for her name.

Life in Starclan: Boltstrike enjoys every moment in Starclan, how free and relaxed she always feels. She often keeps a close eye on her family in the world below, especially her orphaned kits she left behind. She is both worried and thankful of the fact that her dear Lightningflash is nowhere to be found in Starclan. She wonders where her lovely mate is, and hopes that perhaps he'll return one day and be the parent she could not be to her beloved kits. She often hangs around with her father's side of the family, especially Lightstorm, Sunfall, and Thundergrowl. She listens closely to all their stories of when they were alive, especially Thundergrowl's. Deep in her chest she feels sorry for her Father, Sparkstar, and that he never got to hear any of his own father's stories.

Companions:

-Her grandfather, Thundergrowl
-Her grandmother, Lightstorm
-Her step-grandfather, Sunfall

Watchful Eyes:

-Her kit, Pumpkinheart. Her two other kits are out of the clan's territories and thus out of her watch
-Her parents, Sparkstar and Honeysweet
-Her brother, Nightwave
-Her two younger sister, Applespot

|Personal Information|

Relationship Status: Widow/unsure
Sexual Orientaion: Straight
Mate: Lightningflash
Previous Mates/Lovers: Softfeather was a love interest for a bit.

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