Yewtwist

**Yewtwist** is a black and white cat with cloudy eyes.

**Yewtwist** was born as **Yewkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Yewtwist is a short-furred black and white tom with dark, cloudy eyes. His fur is white-colored between his eyes and muzzle, as well as on his ruff, chest, legs and paws. His fur is black on the rest of his body, rendered gray and frizzled at the tips. He is average-sized for a CedarClan cat, but his old age makes him appear smaller and frailer than when he was younger. His eyes were once a vivid olive before they lost much of their ability, taking their current hazy appearance after seasons of gradual deterioration. Fading battle scars line his front legs and chest, received from scuffles and territory disputes he had in his youth.

## Personality

Yewtwist is a mild-mannered and soft-spoken cat, mellowed out immensely in his advanced age. Unable to get around as well as he used to, he tends to spend most of his days observing the CedarClan camp and all its younger members’ activities through the den’s entrance. Paired with his naturally observant nature, this habit of his ensures that he is never out of touch with recent events. He eagerly welcomes cats who come to him for advice or conversation, as this is when he feels happiest and most useful to the Clan. He walks with a heavy limp on his right hind paw during the few times he does get up, often stumbling down on his way without assistance. Both his limp and his fading vision are a cause of constant worry for Yewtwist, as he considers them signs of his proximity to death, the same that had taken away most of his peers and loved ones from seasons past. He would never admit this though, and the revitalized hope he has for a reunion with them in StarClan comforts him during these times of distress.

His parents died to greencough when he was an apprentice, and it affected him immensely. Up to when he was a young warrior, he was notably headstrong and quick to anger, always seeming to be a whisker’s length from snapping at whoever he interacted with. His fighting spirit was indomitable, and he believed that glory and power for his beloved CedarClan had to be attained by any means possible. His desire for the deputy position was no secret to his Clanmates or leader, but his personality and confrontational attitude had made him unpopular in the Clan, and he was never able to get the position he so desired. His continued failures and inability to make meaningful relationships then led him to lose sight of his purpose, and he became silent and brooding as he closed himself off from Clan pleasantries such as sharing tongues or a meal. This was eventually noticed by fellow warrior Silverstep, who had been one of the very few who could tolerate his outbursts before, but had never interacted much with him upon advice from her peers and family. She offered him company and friendship in a time when no cat extended it to him, and after a gradual process, she became his best friend and a loyal confidant. It was through her recommendation that he was able to be assigned as the Clan’s caretaker, despite the Clan’s lingering misgivings about him and Yewtwist’s own hesitation to take on such a "soft" role. However, it was his time as caretaker that truly brought about a change in Yewtwist, as it was then that he was slowly able to learn to temper his sharp tongue and learned to navigate the complicated web of relationships he had avoided. He found happiness in giving comfort to cats and taking care of the Clan’s queens, kits, and elders. It was also then that he found himself falling deeply for his best friend, as she guided him through the role with her own experience, sharing his newfound love for kits and the idea of having their own. When Yewtwist’s time as caretaker was over, they confided their feelings for each other and became mates. His relationship with his Clanmates was much better, becoming well-liked and respected by the time he was a senior warrior.

Seasons passed for the happy two, but Yewtwist and Silverstep had yet to be blessed with the kits they so wanted. They never held it against each other, but shared in their pain together like they always had, praying to StarClan for one chance to be the parents they dreamed of being. Many of their peers had either passed away or moved to the elders’ den, but they refused to do so themselves for fear of losing the small hope they had. One leaf-fall, they finally received Swankit, the only survivor in a litter of four. They took care of their one kit as best as they knew how, a desperate love causing them to spoil her with praise, love, and affection. All her mistakes were honest and forgivable, and she was never corrected for anything in fear of upsetting her. By the time Yewtwist and Silverstep realized their mistake, it appeared too late to change, as she went from apprentice to warrior with all the problems she caused, and they finally moved to the elders’ den. When Silverstep passed away from the Great Cold, Yewtwist mourned with his daughter. He still hopes that one day he can rectify the mistakes he made in raising Swanfeather, and teach her how to be a better mother to her own kit, Woollypaw.

## Family

**Former Mate:**
Silverstep (deceased, StarClan member)

**Kit:**
Swanfeather (living, confirmed)

**Grandkits:**
Ivorypaw (living, confirmed)
Sablepaw (living, confirmed)
Starlingpaw (living, confirmed)
Woollycloud (living, confirmed)