Fennelbrook

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**Fennelbrook** is a cream tabby she-cat with hazel eyes. Fennelbrook stands at below average height with a petite form. She has a short, creamy pale-tabby pelt. Her eyes are hazel, tinged more green then they are brown.

She was born as Fennelkit to Tawnyfeather and Shadowclaw, along with her sister Nimblekit. She had three older siblings: Bluecloud, Marshflower, and Raggedstar. Her parents and older brother Bluecloud passed away before Fennelkit was two moons old.

Fennelkit was born into a time of struggle, as despite the warm weather and seemingly lack of a clear cause, the Clans were left hungry from a prey shortage. After becoming an apprentice, Fennelpaw worked hard to help her Clan under her older sister Marshflower's guidance.

## History

May 31 2015, 9:37 PM

Fennelpaw enters the camp after a training session with Marshflower. She feels discouraged, as she came very close to catching a bird, but lost out on it with a mistimed jump. Her spirits are low but they pick up considerably when she finds Nimblepaw at the fresh-kill pile. Nimblepaw asks if she caught anything, and Fennelpaw admits she didn’t, saying she might need some more practice.

Nimblepaw mentions possibly going out, and Fennelpaw agrees to come along after they share a meal together. Fennelpaw tells Nimblepaw that she shouldn’t work herself too hard, as she herself has been out time and again with Marshflower.

Nimblepaw reasons that their mentors are probably busy with the prey shortage, among other things, and Fennelpaw wonders if her mentor sees her training as a heavy obligation—something she doesn’t necessarily want to do. She hopes that soon, things would improve, and that by the time they were warriors they wouldn’t have to worry so much.

When on the topic of prey, Fennelpaw jokes about asking some RavenClan cats how to catch rabbits in the tunnels. In response, Nimblepaw asks why they don’t find out themselves. Fennelpaw agrees readily.

Out in the forest, Fennelpaw nearly stumbles upon a burrow. Fennelpaw wonders out loud who will go first, and Nimblepaw volunteers. Fennelpaw joins her soon after, and jokes about the possibility of popping up in RavenClan territory. Nimblepaw voices thoughts of feeling responsible, as she and Fennelpaw are some of the only cats who can fit down here, but Fennelpaw protests, saying she wouldn’t want such responsibility.

The tunnel feels smaller, and Fennelpaw agrees that they should leave. Nimblepaw suggests they come back another time, and Fennelpaw simply laughs, joking around with her sister further.

After some exploration, Fennelpaw catches the scent of a mouse, and after some scenting, Nimblepaw discovers that there are more than one. The two decide to split up, with Nimblepaw hanging back a bit so that Fennelpaw could drive the mice towards her. At her signal, three mice shoot out from their hiding spot. Fennelpaw catches the first, and Nimblepaw the second, managing to snag a third at the last second.

Nimblepaw is excited about their catch, and Fennelpaw expresses her excitement at Raggedstar seeing it.

June 4, 2015 3:34 PM

Fennelpaw is awake in the apprentices’ den when Marshflower calls out to her. Her mentor mentions taking a tour of the territory and hunting after, and Fennelpaw excitedly agrees. When Marshflower asks which border to visit first, Fennelpaw decides WillowClan, as the puddles and creeks would allow them to take a drink in the warm weather.

Fennelpaw attempts to scent prey, but has trouble distinguishing between them. She asks Marshflower why, and she only replies that it takes practice. Fennelpaw eventually catches on, tasting a scent that she suspects is WillowClan.

She finds the scent unappealing, and wonders if WillowClan cats really swim. Marshflower tells her yes, and that she’d see it before she became a warrior. Fennelpaw wonders if they could learn to fish, thinking it might be useful, but Marshflower is against it.

They move away from the border, with Fennelpaw picking up some other scents that she can’t identify. It eventually hits her as the scent of a mouse. Marshflower congratulates her, but warns her that her twitching tail wouldn’t help when hunting.

Fennelpaw decides she wants a real target, and tries finding the mouse she had caught scent of before. She tracks it down slowly and finally pounces, managing to catch it. Proud of herself, she goes along with Marshflower when she says they should head back to camp.

## Extended Family

**Mate:**

* Twilightstorm (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)

**Daughter:**

* Fenflower (status unknown)

**Mother:**

* Tawnyfeather (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)

**Father:**

* Shadowclaw (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)

**Sisters:**

* Marshflower (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)
* Nimblestep (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)

**Brothers:**

* Bluecloud (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)
* Raggedtooth (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)

**Nieces:**

* Pebblekit (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)
* Ryethorn (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)
* Tansyglow (living, confirmed)
* Thistlemoon (living, confirmed)
* Wrenfall (status unknown)

**Nephews:**

* Alpineridge (living, confirmed)
* Darkhollow (living, confirmed)
* Mistybog (living, confirmed)
* Tumblefoot (living, confirmed)
* Twitchstep (deceased, confirmed StarClan member)

**Grandniece:**

* Cyanpaw (living, confirmed)

**Grandnephews:**

* Adderdash (living, confirmed)
* Beetlepaw (living, confirmed)
* Rumblecloud (living, confirmed)

**Grandnieces/Grandnephews:**

* Unnamed kits (status unknown)

## Quotes

**Nimblepaw**: No other warrior can get to where we are now. Doesn't that make you feel... I don't know... responsible? Like our Clan's fate is in our paws.

**Fennelpaw**: No, not really. It makes me feel worried that I could mess something up big time! No way do I want the Clan's fate in my paws—or at least that much responsibility. But I do kind of like that we are the only ones who can do this. It gives us a little bit of spotlight—something special.

**Nimblepaw**: Yeah, but I doubt we'll be able to fit in here much longer. Besides, we don't need just this to be special. If we train really hard, I bet we can catch the eye of the other apprentices. Just wait.

— Fennelpaw and Nimblepaw when exploring the tunnels