Weepingwidow

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:Weepingwidow is a non-binary, massive, silver smoke tabby with amber eyes. They have a long, thick tail, incredibly wild, long fur, and a skinny, lithe, lanky, heavily-scarred body.
:Weepingwidow was born to Avalanchemarble and Mosquitoswarm, alongside their three littermates, Overcastbellow, and two unknown cats. They have served under Valleystar's and Dawnstar's reigns. They served as a medicine cat under Twilightplume and Lavendersnow's guidance in the medicine den, and are usually chosen to lead the medicine cats in Lavendersnow's absence. 
==Relations==
Crush: N/A
Friendships: Wishwanderer, Overcastbellow, Peachpurr
Enemies: Lavendersnow, Twilightplume
Mentors: Twilightplume
==Interests==
Likes
They really enjoy looking at the internal anatomy of most dead things, including cats. They enjoy sunbathing, lounging about, a moderate amount of attention/praise, spending time with their kin, playing with kits, helping deliver kits, chill patients, planting herbs and keeping up with a garden, peaceful silence between friends, foraging for herbs and berries, giving cats massages (they love kneading their paws), star-gazing, bird-watching, hunting, sparring with cats, exercise, vocalizing (singing, humming, they like to just call, sounding kinda like a lone choir), flowers and plants, accessories, being invited to games/patrols etc, the fresh moor air on their pelt, running across the moors, watching the sun rise/set, spending time with cats they care about. 
Dislikes
They absolutely despise getting their pelt wet, being too cold, despises bees and any bugs that sound like them, they’re scared of heights, lightning, and loud, sudden noises. They’re particularly sensitive towards loud sounds and struggle to communicate properly if a cat is yelling at them, being in the tunnels, being reminded of their parents for any reason, being picked on, being touched (if cats take it slow with them they might be okay, they’re a victim though :( ), immaturity/games/pranking anywhere near live patients, corruption in power, hostility, negativity, any sort of bigotry, misogyny etc, any sorts of abuse/bystanders not helping, talks about their own feelings/emotional state.
==Skills/Faults==
Skills
They're overall a decently talented cat. They're capable of hunting, fighting, as well as healing themselves if it's necessary, they're also beyond capable of finding new combinations of herbs to create helpful mixtures that may have yet to be discovered. They're very intelligent as well, they usually don't have to fuss with many issues, as theyre often able to predict them and stop them before issues can occur. They're a talented problem-solver, and seemingly a natural when it comes to herbs, with ease recalling the names of plants and their remedies as though they were names of kin. Their overall skill helps them in the eye of the leaders they've served under, helping make up for the other “issues” they believe they have. Whenever a cat dies, they're usually the one sought out to clean up any biohazards left behind. Theyre incredibly thick-skinned, making things like rot and decay, intenstines, etc all seem like nothing. They aren't bothered by much of anything, making them ideal for these tasks. They're heroic, brave, and intensely tolerant. They wouldn't mind raising their claws to hurt a cat if they felt like it was necessary for whatever reason. Though, they are always gentle and reliable when needed, often pushing aside their own feelings or opinions to give their patients the best care they can manage. Theyre still very detached however, often feeling like they're padding outside of their body and spectacting rather than being a living cat. This makes hiding their feelings easier, but makes talking about them almost impossible, as they prefer not to think about themselves often. They always do everything for the good of others. They're incredibly self-sacrificial, theyd give up their pelt to the clan if they asked for it. Though theyre a loyal and honest cat, they are absolutely not a snitch. They'd prefer to deal with issues alone rather than involving authority of any kind. Their hard-working nature however keeps them as a good medicine cat, and one that is often appreciated and recognized for their talents despite an overly sheepish demeanor about the praise. They're overall good-natured at heart. They're charismatic and smart, and will always follow the code to the best of their ability. Theyre calm and kind and work well with other cats, even if they struggle with social cues at times. Theyre overly calm, but they wont hesitate to start a screeching fest if they feel its necessary. They’re more than capable of dealing with incredibly stressful scenarios, often seeing them as a walk in the park. Chaos is a normal thing for them, and they’re more than accustomed to working under pressure. They also refuse to be a bystander to anything they see as cruel or unnatural, they’ll thrust themselves to take a beating for a cat if it means they’re saved from it. They’re intolerant of bigotry, misogyny, etc. Their innovative way of healing has lead the cats to discover means of aqua therapy and other such forms of treatment, helping cure ailments that were unable to be touched before. They’re able to separate patients from kin relatively easily in their mind, able to keep from mourning them too heavily to where it would mess up their work.
Faults 
They're relatively small. Being the runt of the litter, they were always struggling for food and survival, but they never let that stop them. Even in their older age now, theyre still a particularly short and lithe cat, with little muscle definition. They almost look like an apprentice to some degree, with a skinny, lanky frame. Despite this, and their lack of a slow metabolism helping them bulk up, they can stand their ground decently well. Taking on larger enemies is easier than equal size for them, with the ease of their speed helping them keep themselves from harm's way. Due to their rampant anxiety and mood-swings, they're a pretty bad teacher, struggling with second-guessing themselves constantly. They also tend to shut themselves up, refusing to talk about their own ailments or issues and instead letting it fester. Occasionally, they struggle with mute-ness. At times of extreme stress or mental turmoil, they may shut down and be unable to form words, basically becoming mute to a degree, albeit relatively selectively. They struggle with a low iron count, as well as narcolepsy, causing them to occasionally black or pass out, either randomly or from the blood rushing back into their head. At times, they may even fall asleep during major surgeries or treatments, causing plenty of issues for the patients and them alike. They're utterly terrified of lightning, being submerged in water, as well as bees and wasps. They're allergic to beestings, and can go into anaphylactic shock if they're stung by one, but this has only ever happened to them once, as a tiny, tiny kit. They tend to be overly defensive of young cats, their kin, and their friends. They wont hesitate to argue with a cat if theyre being cruel, or smack a cat back for harming one of their friends or family. They struggle with forgiveness however. They'll hold grudges their entire life, forever refusing to acknowledge change in cats that may have wronged them in the past. They're also not very great at making nests, keeping themselves clean (their pelt is often covered in herb debris), or from staying healthy. Loads of the time, they struggle with falling ill. Greencough and whitecough are incredibly common for them, and they're often teased for failing to cure their own cold. Though they don’t care much for their own well-being mentally, they aren’t afraid to stand up for themselves similarly. Their refusal to let things rest can be cause for serious harm, often risking themselves for others, putting themselves at risk to harm a cat similarly is cause for concern for those who know them. They also cannot swim or climb very well at all. Their paws are often very shaky and difficult to keep still, cold to the touch, and with smaller than average claws gripping bark or rock lips is incredibly difficult. They struggle at times with finding compassion for older cats, especially if they have a reason to dislike them. They’re more than willing to refuse treatment to cats who they believe don’t deserve it. They have a strong understanding of death and Starclan, and a relative respect to both, but they also hold an uncanny ability to scent death before it occurs. Their understanding of death also assists them in understanding how it occurs, making them exceptionally knowledgeable on all methods of killing. They’ve also figured out how to dispose of a corpse without any cat realizing they’d gone. Their interest in death stretches well beyond what is considered normal. Despite being a morally-well balanced cat, they’re absolutely not opposed to things like autopsies or ripping into a cat to strip their pelt for usage, even working to discover cures using this method. They’re overly interested in gore, and genuinely seem to enjoy looking at the corpses of cats,, strangely enough. They seem to get an eerie satisfaction out of finding out how bodies function, what happens to them during certain deaths, etc. They can tend to be pretty pessimistic at times, even though they usually have a good amount of faith in the cats around them. They struggle to find joy in things, as they stopped experiencing it many moons ago. They have very small paws, making balancing almost completely reliant on their tail at times. They also have low blood flow in them in general, and can tend to go numb at times and make it nearly impossible to feel things properly. 
==Personality==
They're overall an honest, analytical, and tactical cat. They're very observant, and usually always present, with a keen eye that helps them spot even the smallest of ailments. They have a knack for treating wounds, and being able to tell when a cat isnt being entirely truthful with them, whether it be out of the context of the medicine den or within it. They're overtly very calm, with a level-head on their shoulders that helps them make decisions properly without much of a fuss from an overarching Nurse. Overall they get the job done professionally well, and they have a way of disconnecting themselves from their work, which helps aid them in treating even the most brutally harmed of kits or elders. They're decently respectful and kind, with plenty of patience to be had for their patients and even cats looking to pick arguments with them. They're very respectful most of the time, but they wont hesitate to stand their ground, or defend their siblings if it comes to it. They aren't very socialable however, having a hard time trying to keep up with large groups of cats, they much prefer the comfort of sticking around their den, with the safety of their nest easily in reach. Though they are a talented medicine cat, they are also good at other things, such as hunting and fighting. But they were never really great when it came to social skills. Overall theyre decently agreeable, with a good moral compass, they won't hesitate to stand up for those they love if it comes to it. They wouldn't let harm come to any of their kin if they could help it. They're still pretty ambitious despite losing the role of Nurse to the Nurse's apprentice Lavendersnow, hoping to one day be recognized for their skills and welcome to train under the snowshoe, though they severely doubt that anything of the sort will happen to them. They can be good-humored at times, especially when cheered on by kin or friends. Though they are a smart cat, they aren't immune to peer pressure. Due to a general low self-confidence, they often opt to seek out validation and acceptance from clanmates, even if it were to bring harm to them in the process. While they wouldn't do anything stupid or risky, they would willingly put their reputation on the line for acceptance of any kind. Though they're mostly a loner, this is out of a type of shy reserved nature, choosing to keep alone out of anxiety rather than preferring it. They do quite enjoy the company of other cats, in moderation. They do however struggle with a variety of ailments, due to being a very sickly kit growing up, which makes it difficult for them to work at times, though they're often content in overcoming it. They're very compassionate and caring, even if they struggle at times to show this. They're incredibly empathetic when it comes to their patients, friends, and kin, and though they struggle to understand emotions at times, they will always put themselves in the shoes of another cat before giving judgment. They're incredibly determined and loyal. They're the type to never give up on a patient, even if all hope seems lost. They're also a very loyal friend, clanmate, and medicine cat until the bitter end, they refuse to give up on their clanmates for any reason. They're starkly independent, hard-working, and articulate, in their youth they were often described as an “old soul,” or mature for their age, they have a noble presence about them at all times despite lacking any real royalty. Capable, discreet, and disciplined, this cat makes a fantastic healer in every sense of the word, even when they were young. Seemingly a natural at healing, they're capable of treating cats quickly and efficiently, taking very little time to set up and finish a patient, theyre incredibly capable when it comes to cycling cats who need help. They have also been described as creative, as a problem-solver, theyre often required to think of quick replacements or remedies to fix situations that may have little other answers. Because of their knowledge, you'd think they'd make a great teacher, but in reality their anxiety makes it difficult for them to teach cats without second guessing themselves, even if they know everything by heart. They prefer to stay out of the spotlight. They don't mind attention, but tons of it, like the whole clan for example, is a worst nightmare for them. They can be charming and excitable at times, but they can also be incredibly vindictive, theyre absolutely the type of cat that can hold a vendetta and restrict their empathy towards cats that have wronged them. Due to their questionable sensitivities, they can reason with things like murder (if they believe it's justified), and can handle a lof of things, including very brutal, gorey death scenes and horrid scents. Theyre not outwardly emotional in the slightest. Often coming off as dead-pan and unreacting, this cat can be very blunt and serious at times, missing things like jokes on occasion, sarcasm, etc. They still use sarcasm and the likes themselves though at times. They struggle with understanding how most cats emote, often failing to understand social cues and certain expressions that may give away information to other cats. 
==Detailed History==
Dawnstar's Reign
Weepingwidow debuts in a scene alongside Dizzy and Swampshine, of which they're awoken and checked on by their clanmates.
Weepingwidow then appears, having been washed away by the flood, but managing to survive without major injuries. Though they contract greencough due to it, and work despite it, regardless of how tired or in pain they became. When Lavendersnow leaves the clan to search for herbs, she names Weepingwidow as the head of the medicine cats in her absence, much to Weepingwidow's dismay. 
They are then seen in a scene with Pollenpaw, where the young apprentice requests to help within the medicine den. Weepingwidow agrees reluctantly, giving them a handful of easy tasks to help lighten their own workload. 
==Detailed Appearance==
They’re a truly gorgeous cat. With a short body, thin, long legs and a long torso that shortens around their haunches, their pelt is thick and often radiantly glossy, hiding most of their scars with ease beneath the plumage. They have a relatively long neck compared to their body, with long, rounded-tipped ears with long, thick fluffy tufts of fur along the top. They have a triangle shape motif, with high cheekbones and browline, giving them a very angular and sharp appearance. They have thick, fluffy fur spanning across the length of their pelt, though it’s shorter on the face and paws, it’s not devoid. With rich black classic tabby stripes along their silver-tinged flank and spine, and nearly pure-white paws and forearms/legs, the underside of this cat is like a completely different cat stitched atop, with long, wispy white fur accenting the bottom and outlines of their stripes, while black and grey gradiented over the rest of the length of their pelt. Their tail is striped with a singular, fading black line across a plumy, silver feathered-top, their tail is massive and long, and grows thicker at the tip, much like that of a snow leopard’s. They have muscular, strong shoulders and haunches from their countless moons spent living as a loner, and rough paw pads that aid them in traversing most types of territory. Their pelt is incredibly, incredibly thick, and takes countless days to dry, often forming mold where the fur meets skin if they don’t have access to the open moors to run it dry in. Their tail is incredibly thick and fluffy, and very silky to the touch. Their pelt is often very glossy, but never very clean. It’s always messy, sticking out in clumps where they failed to reach in grooming. Besides that though, they hold themselves up well, much like a leader might. They have a strong presence and seem very uptight upon first viewing due to a constant neutral expression, but once you get to know them their smile melts right in. They have small paws that are often cold and difficult to keep still for them.
==Kin==
Mother: Avalanchemarble
Father: Mosquitoswarm
Siblings: Twilightplume, Overcastbellow, two unknown cats.
Niece: Evergreenshroud
==Backstory==
CW: Lots of mentions of abuse, postpartum depression/psychosis, death, drowning, etc! Please read with caution. 
0-6 moons
They were born as the second litter of kits to Avalanchemarble and Mosquitoswarm, with their older brother Twilightplume already fully grown at the time and a Nurse. Weepingkit, being as sickly as they always are, was a very loud kit who would often cry through the night, further agitating her parents. Spitefully, they named her Weepingkit because of this. The birth of these new kits was an attempt made by the two cats to mend their relationship, but it only made things so much worse. Avalanchemarble was struggling with post-partum psychosis and depression, causing her to hallucinate and hear voices that egged her on to hurt her kits. And so, she attempted to do so. Taking Overcastkit and Weepingkit to the nearest body of water, Avalanchemarble threw the kits in, and had returned to camp for the other two. However, when a patrol spotted the two kits struggling and ran into their mother carrying her other two, the family was shattered as Valleystar chose to exile Avalanchemarble for the attempted murder of her kits. Though Mosquitoswarm backed her up, he wasn’t able to lighten her sentence above a Prisoner. And though he did defend his mate, Mosquitoswarm was no hero. He had not been interested in kits to begin with, and had been satisfied with Twilightplume. When Avalanchemarble grew pregnant a second time around, Mosquitoswarm became violent, physically abusing his mate and seemingly causing her mental shift slowly overtime. As a Prisoner, Avalanchemarble was unable to interact with her kits, kept away from them up until her execution date. In the meantime, the kits were taken in by other queens, and nursed by them in shifts.
7-12 moons
When the kits were 10 moons old, Avalanchemarble was executed for their crimes against her own kits, killed by Valleystar herself infront of the entire clan. Mosquitoswarm, though he hadn’t loved Avalanchemarble, was furious that Valleystar had gone through with this. And shortly after her death, Mosquitoswarm also met a quick demise, attempting to kill Valleystar when he attacked her in her own den, the tom was overpowered however, easily killing him and denouncing him in the eyes of Starclan, as well as Sunlit Prairies following his death. Weepingpaw took this all pretty poorly- it was traumatizing to see your parents taken from you, especially when it was in such quick succession. Developing mood-swings and depressive behavior from this point onwards, Weepingpaw decided to train as a medicine cat, and was thus placed as a Nurse apprentice under their own older brother, Twilightplume, but their troubles were far from over. Not only was Twilightplume just as cruel as both their parents combined, but he also didn’t seem to like the fact that he had siblings. Like all of his other apprentices, Weepingpaw was subjected to abuse at the paws of his own kin, where they were beaten, poisoned, and starved, all because they didn’t feel like a molly anymore at this point in time. But Twilightplume shamed them for that, constantly using the wrong pronouns on them and going so far as to promise to give them a feminine name once they were fully trained. All of this stress combined in on itself caused Weeping to crack. At the age of 12 moons, they fled from the clan, too overwhlemed and distressed by the activities within to handle it anymore. They took off towards the forests, and didn’t stop running until they found themselves at a strange farm, with scents of dogs and cats alike mingling, as though they lived here in harmony.
13-60 moons
For a few moons, up to about 30, Weepingpaw stayed within this barn with a group of “Mousers” they’d met. During this time, they learned how to hunt, and even moreso, they learned to defend themselves. They managed to defend the barn when it was attacked by foxes, and again when coyotes roamed about, but their biggest struggle was a fight with a nasty group of toms who tried to scare them out of their home. Weepingpaw was nearly killed, but their life was saved by a barn cat named Myrtle, who took the violent blow for them. Myrtle had been the mother Weepingpaw had never had, so her death had destroyed whatever feelings Weepingpaw had left inside. Turning, furious, Weepingpaw used the rage that came from losing her friend to claim their first victim, and then another, until enough cats had been killed or forced to flee that they’d never consider returning. But, with the added grief of losing Myrtle, Weepingpaw once again was struggling to feel as though they belonged. After she’d been buried, Weepingpaw once more took off in an effort to search for themselves. Along the way they were failing though. Attacked countlessly, Weepingpaw was nearing death when they returned to two-leg place, having found it finally once more. They accepted food from kind kittypets, but was surprised when a two-leg appeared, taking them away to a white-coat den where their wounds were stitched back together, and they were seemingly altered- at least that’s what they figured, seeing the new wound on their pouch. Once they returned, they felt better than ever, and after a brief period of time to regrow their fur and to gain weight once more, Weepingpaw decided that there was only really one thing they could do at this point. It was time to return to Sunlit Prairies after all this time. Though they were nervous and unsure, Weepingpaw knew in their heart that they wouldn’t survive much longer out here, and they’d been missing their kin, even Twilightplume at this point. But once they returned home, they were distraught to see how distrustful each cat was of them. Forced into being a prisoner and extensively interrogated, Weepingpaw eventually passed, but they were once more handed over to Twilightplume to deal with, and the tom was not at all pleased to see them again. Naming them as he’d promised, Weepingwillow was forced into obedience.
61-Present Day
For the remainder of Twilightplume’s life, Weepingwillow was constantly ridiculed, and his main target of abuse. Their fur was plucked out, they were deprived of food and sleeping quarters, and at times even physically abused. Weepingwillow  took it though, and without a fight, either, as Twilightplume made it clear to them that he thought they deserved it. Afterall, they had abandoned their clan. By the time that Twilightplume was becoming interested in Lavender, a new cat who had began appearing on their territory, Weepingwillow  was the scape-goat of the family, constantly being used as a target for abuse by Twilightplume whenever the tom was upset for any reason, they grew weaker and weaker, nearly passing away. But when Twilightplume began to request for Lavender, having her captured by the clan and claiming her as his own, Weepingwillow was freed, albeit briefly from the abuse, and sought refuge in the other medicine cats. Wishwanderer helped ease them back to health, and overtime even allowed Weepingwillow to share her den when Twilightplume failed to notice it. The two became close because of this, and Weepingwillow felt like they could manage, at least somewhat, now that things were seemingly slowing down. But when Twilightplume suddenly died, followed by Valleystar and several other cats they’d known all their life, Weepingwidow began to feel threatened. They didn’t trust Lavendersnow, they never had. Even if they appreciated the abuse being taken off of them for a change, it didn’t make a difference. Weepingwidow was convinced that Lavendersnow was the one to blame for their brother’s death, and even though they felt like Twilightplume deserved it- that was their kin, and they feel a strong vendetta towards any cat that took those they love away from them. 
During the badger attack, Weepingwidow worked tirelessly to help their clanmates, treating one after another at efficient speeds that immensely supported Peachpurr’s and Lavendersnow’s efforts to save Sunlit Prairies. In the end, their help, alongside the rest of the medicine cats, resulted in the saving of several lives. During the flood, Weepingwidow was drowned, left behind when they attempted to save Halfdusk’s and Codthroat’s lives. They witnessed their combined deaths when they were impaled, and, grief-stricken, they were forced to leave without them, barely catching up to the clan as it departed. They have since been struggling with colds related to the temperatures, mold underneath their pelt from the humidity keeping them wet, and been starving again, but working despite it all, giving up prey consistently and going several days without eating at times.
==Trivia==
*They have a supply of something, somewhere… But no cat has been able to outsmart them to figure out where. Some cats speculate they buried poisonous herbs somewhere, but Weeping would never admit to such a thing. 
*They struggle with neuroticism and mood-swings, which relates to their emotional state fluctuating randomly at times. They often struggle with depressive bouts or fits of rage because of this, but they try and keep it to themselves as much as possible.
*They have narcolepsy and iron deficiency, which makes staying awake difficult at times. Occasionally, when standing up, they may black out from the rush of blood to their head. Or, with the narcolepsy, they might just pass out randomly without warning.
*They were born a very sickly kit, but Twilightplume had been able to help them recover for the most part. Their immune system is still incredibly weak however. Due to a constant runny nose and eyes, they always wear a mask when working on patients- made of moss and tied up together with grass to keep it stable.
*They don’t have the greatest sense of smell, but they can, ironically, scent when a cat is close to death. They’ll often use this trick to warn family members ahead of time so they have time to say goodbye to their kin. 
*They’re constantly kneading their paws, like, all the time. They’re the cat to ask for a massage for sure. 
*They’re unable to have kits because they’re spayed! They have a tattoo on their belly and a tipped ear to tell kittypets/other two-legs that this is the case. 
*gay likes girls wants to kiss them a lot holy shit so bad
*Runt of the litter, they’ve always been a very small cat. They’re about the size of an apprentice, and never seemed to fill out much, this doesn’t stop them, though.
*Very very sickly cat. They’ve had greencough probably like 16 times and survived each one, some cats think they have built up a tolerance to it at this point.
*Their deadname is Weepingwillow! When Twilightplume died, they decided to pick a new name, choosing to dissociate from the toxicity Twilightplume had placed on them with something they thought was more fitting. But rather than having it changed officially, they instead choose to gaslight cats, pretending like it had been their name all along and others had just been mispronouncing it. 
==Quotes==
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==Links==
Theme Song/Voice Claim
*Voice Claim: Shikabane - Aggretsuko, 9/10 accuracy!
*Playlist, Spotify
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