Aspenbreeze

## Description

Aspenbreeze is a tortoiseshell tom with no known eye color

## Extra Story

My perfect sister....Leopardpaw never broke a single rule of the warrior code and made her mentor proud. Me? All I've ever done is disappoint my mentor and break the warrior code deliberately. Of course I never *mean* to disappoint my mentor. But I'm sick of following the stupid rules of the warrior code that weakened us and how I knew my sister would be the weakest cat in the Clan because she refused to break a single rule of the code.

And I'll admit, she's kind of a freak. I'd say the worst thing she's ever done is look after an owl. I never wanted to go near such a creature, but Leopardpaw insisted that I did. She was such a mouse-brain. Didn't she know that owl would get her killed one day? She named it Megan. I tried to change the name but she wouldn't respond to anything else.

*"What's the owl's name?"* *asked Silverpaw. "Her name is Megan." answered Leopardpaw. I rolled my eyes, "Which it totally not a stupid name whatsoever."*

And now, as I look back on that memory. I realize how weird my sister is.

And that's why I decided to leave. My sister was an embarrassment to me. And the whole Clan hated me. I ran away as an apprentice, and came across a rogue group that called themselves "Thrash's Rogue Group." there was also a fourth Clan called EmberClan but the rogue group's leader said that it was a 'measley' Clan and that I should join him instead.

Clan life had wrecked me, so I decided to join Thrash's Rogue Group instead. And I even changed my name to just Aspen. Because I wanted to forget Clan life and enter a new chapter. But how could I when I had this EmberClan constantly running into the rogues' territory?

I judged every cat in the rogue group. Some of them were too lazy to move, let alone open their eyes even. And some were constantly being rude to either me, or our leader. Thrash. I was at the verge of leaving at this point, but if I couldn't go back to FrostClan, where could I go?

I felt that my Clan had abandoned me. I became pretty close with Thrash, but I wasn't very close with the other cats in the rogue group. Thrash had been my idol at that point. He even taught me how to stalk enemies and scout the city. But not much else, though it helped when looking for food and chasing off those pesky EmberClan cats who just can't help themselves when it comes to our territory.

As soon as I started putting my scouting into practice, however, the city just got crazier and crazier. I rarely saw Thrash, let alone spoke with him. I stopped talking to anyone else in the city too. I told myself it was because I was too busy handling the scouting and keeping enemies out, but really, I didn't want to be reminded of when I was a so called close-knit happy kit. Because I tell ya, the cats in that rogue group acted like some whimpy kits.

So I did what I thought was obviously the right thing; I started attacking EmberClan cats. Thrash knew of my hostility towards Clan cats and used it to his advantage. He gave me more special jobs that less trustworthy members did not have. I was rude to other cats and bullied them. I was generally not a nice cat to be around.

As time passed, I started to respect Thrash's ways even more. He brutally punished any follower that broke our sacred rules and since the rules must be followed, and I started to do the same. I became Thrash's overly loyal deputy. And I didn't regret it for one second. And I knew that when my faithful mentor stepped down from his role, I'll be waiting next in line!

I got everything I ever wanted. Everything my Cleanpaw sister would not have had when I knew she was going to be the same.