Sootsnow

Sootsnow is currently MarshClan's oldest messenger and hence knows almost everybody. She is cheerful and easy to get along with, having friends in all Clans, and she especially loves kits. She's just an absolute sweetheart honestly and she dedicates so much to her work and to helping her Clanmates (note that she considers every Clan to be her Clanmates). We should all love her. She unfortunately tends to get overshadowed often by her two iconic littermates, but she deserves the same amount of love.

## Relationships

### Parents

Fernfrost (mother, dead) and Darksplash (father, dead)

### Siblings

Whitebird (sister) and Stormclaw (brother)

### Other Relatives

Fawnflower (cousin), Emberglow and Moon (nieces), Abyss (nephew, dead), Petalleaf and Ivybranch (aunts, dead), Duckfeather (foster mom for like 1 month, dead), Scorchstripe (foster brother for like 1 month, dead)

### Friends

All of her kin, Mistrunner, Cedarpoppy, Limelace, Basilpool, Widowflame, Shrewdart, Sorrelseed, Moonmist, Daisyblossom, Wrensong, Thornstep, Hootheart, Littlebird, Halfheart, Puddlespirit, Sproutsong, Firecloud, kind of Appleshine, she’s trying with Fernsway, and probably more. Formerly Scorchstripe, Moldmoss, Teffwhisker, Bromepelt, Snailshell, Pondstep, Skipflip, Eelstride, Beestripe, and Fawnstripe, but they're all dead now.

### Enemies

Sootsnow would never. Unless you’re Mottledgorse. Then she would.

## Appearance & Personality

### Appearance

Sootsnow is a slim and short-haired she-cat with hard muscle beneath her thin, velvety fur. Her pelt is pale gray tabby, but she is mottled all over with splotches of white, hence her name. She also has a white chest, paws, and flash above her nose as well as a spattering of white freckles across her face. She has long, strong legs and a sleek tail, standing at 9.6 inches tall. She keeps a pale yellow satin flower tucked behind her left ear to go with Whitebird’s, and it brings out the matching color of her big and earnest eyes. While she may be light and nimble, she knows how to pack power behind her blows, and the one place where she’ll never run is the battlefield.

She has rough, calloused, and slightly scarred paw pads from her many moons as a messenger and she is notably able to jump very high. She also accidentally discovered one time that can do flips, so that’s cool. Age has taken a toll on her speed and she isn’t as fast as she once was, but she can still keep up just fine with cats from any other Clan. There is a long, thin, pink scar stretching horizontally down the length of her right flank that she received on accident as a young messenger after sprinting too quickly past a tree branch. There are a few silver hairs lining her muzzle and a few creases under her eyes, but they are always bright and cheerful and she always has a smile on her face. She has very open and expressive body language and facial expressions and tries to bear herself in an approachable and friendly manner regardless of who she is speaking to.

## Other

### Trivia

-I’ll add this to her biography later, but Fernfrost really wanted to name her Ashkit and Darksplash wanted to make her Silverkit. Sootkit was their compromise. Neither of them liked it as much as their first choice, but Sootsnow has always loved her name.

-When she was younger, Sootsnow had a mostly MarshClan accent with a little bit of HorizonClan from her father. But now her accent is a complete jumbled mess. She spends so much time with so many cats from so many different Clans that she’s picked up a little bit of every style of speech out there. She mostly remembers to switch to mainly one accent or another depending on who she is talking to, but if she forgets or isn’t thinking about it, it can be very disorienting during conversation.

-She is the Kelsier to Mistrunner’s Vin. She came to check up her frequently in both the OasisClan and HorizonClan nurseries ever since she’d first found her, and she was delighted when Mistpaw started to take an interest in messenger duties. She taught her everything she knew about it.

-Her favorite prey is marsh rabbit. Who would’ve thought?

-Her favorite color is yellow and her favorite flowers are sunflowers. She more or less likes all flowers, though.

-Her love language is words of affirmation.

-A part of her has always really wanted to have kits, but she’s kind of lost her chance at that by now. She isn’t too sad about it anymore; whenever she visits any Clan’s camp, she spends as much time in the nursery as she can and likes to be a sort of aunt-like figure to various kits.

-I’ll add this to her biography later, but as a kit, her mother favored Stormkit and her father favored Whitekit. This was never really a big deal, but it did give her a lot of sympathy for any kits in any Clan’s nursery who didn’t get as much attention as they deserved. She tries to take notice of that sort of thing and spend the most time with the kits who most need it.

-She’s always loved the names Heatherkit, Brightkit, Harekit, and Grasskit- for she-cats or for toms. She just thinks that they’re cute. She’s fond of her fellow messenger Brightnight in part for this reason, and she was also delighted to find out after the plague ended that her friend Wrensong had a son named Grasspaw.

-She’s been terrified of bees ever since an incident involving them when she was an apprentice. It runs in the family, I guess.

-She is also a talented tunneler. She just doesn’t get many opportunities to show it.

-She can kind of climb trees. She’s not great at it, but she can do it. Same with swimming. She’s actually surprisingly decent at catching fish, too. Not as good as she is at land hunting (which, granted, she’s still only average at), but she isn’t bad.

-Surprisingly, she’s a little better when it comes to battle training than hunting. She doubts that it would ever come in handy, though. She’s not sure if she has it in her to really try and hurt another cat.

-She has a pet mole named Whiskernose. She found him by accident in the walls of her den. The only other cats who know about him are Whitebird and Emberglow because she’s afraid anyone else might eat him.