Starlingcloud

**Starlingcloud** is a tortoiseshell and white cat with light amber eyes.

**Starlingcloud** was born as **Starlingkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Starlingcloud is a calico cat with a small body and smooth fur. They are mostly covered in white, their lower body blending with the snow in contrast to the rest of their fur. The rest of their fur is black and orange, littered around their back and head. Atop their head, Starlingcloud bears light amber eyes surrounded by orange fur, and their ears are covered in black fur as the rest is plane as white.

## Personality

Starlingcloud was always a leaf strayed from its tree, moving along and going about their day with no destination or goal in life. With their head in the clouds, Starlingcloud goes about their day like a repeated cycle, waking up, wondering the territory, and then going back to sleep. They wander the territory, yet if one were to look, they would always find them up high on the cliffs, alone from the world yet feeling so full from the views that the height provides.

They are unsure with their life, goals, plans, everything. Every day is a simple movement, with time passing by and going, and they don’t know what to do with it. Sometimes they hunt, sometimes they may patrol the borders, but often not they stray from their Clanmates, instead finding themselves alone and longing for something, but always unsure of what.

Growing up as an apprentice, Starlingcloud was always enjoying the act of exploring, climbing the rocks, searching for prey, finding new things to see and talk about, and it always brought delight to the warrior at the time. Yet when seasons changed and passed, that feeling began to dim, a fire turning to a small bundle of ash. They have seen everything, they know which route is best when climbing, they know each turn and corner of the rivers and streams, and they find themselves correct about guessing what flowers have bloomed or what prey will be most frequent in an area.

They loved exploring, an obsession turned to ash once there was nothing left to explore. Thus is the reason why Starlingcloud finds themself atop the cliffs, atop Eagle’s Peak almost every day, staring at the view, looking at the world they have not yet seen. They may not be like the young warriors of today, but nor are they the old ones that start to get gray hairs and pains. They yearn for that freedom, to find new things and run along the new sights and places, yet whether it be the duties or the small loyalty they feel for their Clan, they could never find themselves leaving.

Starlingcloud often finds themselves talking to no one, always thinking in their head with not one creature to hear their thoughts. If they were to talk, one who see how quiet and soft-spoken the cat was, and yet if anyone were to remember, it would be a huge contrast to the younger moons of Starlingcloud, when they would be shouting and laughing throughout their apprentice and young warrior days. But all those feeling and emotions have simply left now, waiting to resurface, waiting for that new ignition for the ash to rise back into the flames it once was. Maybe all one needed was some encouragement, but from who? From where? They aren’t sure either, so they wait atop the cliffs and rocks simply taking in what they can, until life begins to dull so ever much that they cannot do anything but step over the lines of what they knew as home.