Deadfin

Deadfin is a medium-haired silver she-cat with darker markings on her face, rump, and tail. She has hazel eyes and a torn left ear.

Deadfin was left for dead by her former rogue group. Being given a place to eat and rest, she was offered a place to stay with ForestClan. Accepting their offer, she refused to have her name be changed too much as a way to show that she was, in fact, not dead and would survive. Despite what her former group may think. She becomes the first medicine cat apprentice in the new ForestClan.

## History

### The Rogues

Dead was born into a group of rogues alongside her brother, Drakon. Their father, Tyrin, was the leader of the group. Upon her birth, she was shunned by her parents because of how much weaker and smaller she had been compared to Drakon. They didn't have any hopes that she'd survive for long out here in the wild, and they weren't interested in keeping around a cat who couldn't pull their own weight out here.

Callie, Dead's mother, wanted to give her daughter one chance to prove some use to the group once she got older. Every rogue in their group got a single chance, and Dead deserved to be treated the same way as she was born as one of them. Despite the unloving name given to her, Dead was being given some faith to prove her worth to her parents and the others. She carried her name around as a reminder that she wasn't dead yet, and that she didn't want to make her name become reality.

While her brother was quick to pick up on survival skills, Dead was more inclined to learn more about the wounds that littered across the bodies of the rogues. She wanted to know how they were treated, what could've been done better, what more was there for them to utilize when one of them got hurt? Everyone held minor knowledge of herbs in order to do the bare minimum in treating themselves. Dead expressed interest in taking up the mantle to help treat everyone should it be needed.

While Dead wasn't able to hunt on her own, nor was she able to fight skillfully, there was some sense of curious ease at the idea of having a healer among them. Someone who would take the responsibility of healing wounds that a cat might not be able to do on their own. For a while, things had worked out. Dead was allowed to stay with the group for as long as she continued to put what little knowledge of herbs they had to use.

While scavenging for herbs one day, Dead came across strange red berries that she had never seen before. Taking them back to her small corner of their current makeshift camp, she observed them and tried to figure out what they could do and if it was useful. She was startled when Drakon suddenly approached to see what his sister was up to. Despite her warnings and fears, Dead's littermate ended up eating the deathberries. His dying sounds caught the attention of Callie, calling out to her poor son, and brought focus from the others to where everyone could see as Drakon died from the poisoning.

The entire group was in outrage as they believed this to be the act that cut away Dead's one chance of keeping her place in the group. Being declared as a murderer, Tyrin had his followers chase Dead out of their camp, claws flying in a flurry to further scare her off, and further into the forest where many predators lurked. During the chase, one of the rogues had torn a bit of her left ear off before they halted and allowed her to get away. By the time Dead collapsed, she had made it to the Training Hollow. There, Lionstar and his mate, Oakthroat, found her after arriving on patrol with their apprentices, Weaselpaw and Lightpaw. Lionstar gave the order to bring Dead back to camp with them and to have her get checked by Lakefur, the Clan's medicine cat.

### Lionstar's Leadership

Dead woke up in Lakefur's den with her torn ear treated and fresh-kill lying within her reach.