Moonhalo

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**Moonhalo** is a silver tabby molly with sharp, dark yellow eyes.
**Moonhalo** was born to Covesomber and Nightlytrek as their first litter under Valleystar’s reign. After her the death of her younger siblings, Moonhalo grieved not only Littlekit and Birdkit, but also her father, who had died in a fight with Covesomber. She blames her mother for the death of Nightlytrek, and her anger is doubled by seeing how Covesomber lovingly treats Wolfpaw and Squirrelpaw. She witnessed both the coyote and badger attacks on camp.

## Relations

Crush: N/A

Friendships: N/A

Enemies: Covesomber (one-sided)

Mentors: Unknown

Apprentices: None

## Interests

*Likes*

Luckily, one of her strengths lends itself to her favorite activity: swimming and fishing. She loves being under the coolness of any body of water, more fish than cat at times. Since swimming and fishing aren’t always available, she’s happy to go for a satisfying hunt for land-prey instead. Basking in the sun, especially after a swim, is a big love, too. She likes providing for the Clan and being useful in small ways. Being praised for her contributions is top tier in her eyes.

*Dislikes*

She dislikes having her time tampered with (being called to do something if she already had her mind set on something else for example). She doesn’t like thick undergrowth or hunting among trees very much and will try to avoid it if she can, looking for more sparse forest territories or the moor territories when she wants to hunt. Heights are also troubling for her, she fears them, and feels dizzy anytime she’s near a cliff’s edge or up in a tall tree.

## Skills/Faults

*Skills*

Although it is odd for the current Clan cats to seek this out, she is an excellent swimmer, effectively pushing through the strongest currents with her muscled forelegs. Her smaller paws don’t hinder her swimming, instead cutting through the water like claws. They also lend her to be an efficient, fast fisher (whenever fish can even be found in the bodies of water in Sunlit Prairie’s territory). She is sharply intelligent, being an inventive she-cat who can come up with new ways of doing things. She’s also good at building and constructing barriers and dens.

*Faults*

Even though Moonhalo talks like she’s willing to get into fights, she’s not a good fighter, often finding little power or confidence behind her blows and treating a battle like she’s hunting prey (leaping for a cat’s back, going for the neck, swatting instead of swiping, etc.). Her tree-climbing skills are also lacking; she’d much rather stay on the ground when tracking. She can be defiant against authority figures. Finally, she tends to hold long grudges.

## Personality

Independent and sharp-tongued, Moonhalo is a prickly she-cat despite her smooth pelt. She has a strong personality, often consisting of blunt words and mischievous suggestions. She’s playful in an edged sort of way, not exactly bubbly and grinning, but she’ll lower into a crouch with her lips quirking up and her eyes slitting. The silver she-cat often thinks more about herself than others, and prioritizes her own needs. She’s happy to perform duties for the Clan, and even seeks out doing little tasks, but it’s all for her own gain and good fortune. Being seen as a good warrior is important to her, even if she might break the rules in her own time. She’s not exactly friendly, yet doesn’t like to always be alone and has a need for close friendship. She’d like to have friends similar to her and finds herself easily irritated by cats who are too kind, caring, or overall happy (“weak-skinned mouse-hearts!”). This irritation can build into full-blown anger, giving her a hotheaded reputation. If she finds some cat she likes, she might become attention and approval seeking.

## Detailed Appearance

Sleek-furred, Moonhalo is true to her name with a silver tabby pelt. Her base fur is white-gray-silver with dark, gray-black tabby stripes down her entire pelt. She has the signature tabby “M” on her forehead, as well as dark freckles along her white muzzle. She has neat white toes, a white nose bridge, and a black tail-tip. Her white whiskers are long and constantly twitching, senses always alert. Her nose is dark pink to match her paw pads and inner ears. With a lithe, medium build, she is an average sized cat with smaller paws. Her fangs and claws are a solid white color, something she keeps meticulously clean and sharp, despite not being a Sentinel or needing to be flashy. She has a long scar snaking up her left foreleg from a swimming accident, where she cut it on a sharp stone under the water. Finally, the she-cat’s eyes are a sharp, dark yellow, sometimes glowing more amber.

## Kin

Mother: Covesomber

Father: Nightlytrek

Brothers: Squirrelpaw

Siblings: Littlekit, Birdkit, Wolfpaw

## Backstory

Moonhalo was born to Covesomber and Nightlytrek, the tumultuous mates. From as young as a moon, the she-cat felt like something was \*off\* about her parents. Whenever Nightlytrek thought to visit, tension sang in the air between them. He would comment about her size, how she was growing so fast, while Covesomber would murmur something about how he should come see them more. He never seemed to talk directly to her, always hovering on the edge of the nest. This only made Moonhalo crave his attention more. When the black tom visited, she would show off her kit-like crouches and pounces, high-pitched kit-voice raised in demands “look at me!”. Sometimes, several sunrises would go by before she would see him again. When she was allowed to roam the camp under supervision, she would search for the tom, but he was always conveniently out of camp. Only a pawful of times had Moonhalo seen the spark of love between Covesomber and Nightlytrek, when they looked at each other adoringly. During then, her father would meet her eyes with a twinkle and play with her. Her relationship with their mother was tepid at best. She was kind, caring, but somewhat distant, as if in another world. As an apprentice, she threw themself into becoming a tracker, hoping that it would allow more time with Nightlytrek. Her fur bristled when she saw Covesomber move back into the queen’s den, expecting his kits. She stayed away when they were born, and silently grieved their deaths when they passed. Moonhalo’s dreams to become closer to Nightlytrek were then dashed when Covesomber stumbled back into the camp one afternoon, her gray pelt covered in debris and her face stricken with shock and grief. She blames her mother for the death of Nightlytrek, an eerie echo of the black tom blaming the gray queen for the deaths of the second litter. After seeing how Covesomber is with Wolfpaw, her adopted sibling, Moonhalo continues to feel anger towards her mother, now coupled with envy for the close relationship those two share.

## Links

Theme Song/Voice Claim

* Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2Wbl3ovsK7WYjuOLEIL3tg?si=POodPjtoRkaQCyYsEpS4Aw*End of spoiler warning*