Asterstorm

Redwoodclan

A small dilute calico she-cat with pale yellow eyes

As a young, sickly kit Asterstorm was thin and frail. Her ears were too large for her body, her legs short and stumpy and her pelt was patchy at best. However as she grew out of her ailments, she grew into her body. She is not as large or noticeably muscular as some of her clan-mates, but through time and training she built up a nice layer of lean muscle under her short fur. As she grew so did her legs, lengthening out, becoming lanky and strong. Though not quite as tall as her sister, still she took pride in her strengthened body.

As for her pelt, Asterstorm had grown into quite the looker. She has a pelt that was short and dense similar to her sisters, though it varied more in color. It was silky smooth and soft to the touch, a stark comparison to her ragged patchy appearance as a kit. Dappled in a beautiful assortment of colors. Pretty pale ginger intermingled with bluish gray patches under a rich dark tortoiseshell-like over pelt. She had snowy white paws and a soft white chest with creams throughout. She had pretty pale yellow eyes that sparkled with mischief and wisdom.

“I’m fine, I’m great, I’m horrible, I’m devastated. I’m good.”
+Charismatic and Badass
+Compassionate and Brilliant
+Fun and Brash

Asterstorm has a lot of spunk! She is funny and always has the perfect comebacks, filled with whit and humor. She has a knack for making others laugh despite tense or dark situations, as well as bringing a smile to others with her bubbly upbeat attitude. Growing out of her early fragility, she is headstrong. Quickly becoming that 'badass' type of gal whose willing to do and try anything and does NOT let anything or anyone get in her way. She is outspoken and opinionated and is not afraid to voice it! She feels her emotions deeply which does not help her chaotic nature, however it does cause her to be overbearingly compassionate and warm to those she cares about. In spite of her late blooming start at life, faulty mentorship and sobriety issues she is incredibly brilliant; able to pick up things rather quickly. This leads her to be quite the efficient hunter, fighter and climber. Not to mention a minor knowledge in herbs due to a lengthy stay in the medicine den. Many believed her and her sister would not amount equally to their elder siblings who were golden warriors. She certainly would prove that to be a false.

-Filterless and Stubborn
-Distrusting and Chaotic
-Dramatic and Sarcastic

Due to her troubled past, she seems to have slight trust issues and has trouble letting others into her life. Asterstorm appears to be tough and closed off, but she will go to the ends of the earth for those she lets in. As much as she can make other laugh, she also has a knack for saying the wrong things at the wrong time in uncomfortable or awkward situations. Although she remains straight-shooting, sarcastic, and funny, she is equally chaotic and dramatic. She doesn't always make the right choices even with her heart in the right place; tending to act before thinking. She has this 'I can do anything' mindset that while helps her grow, also had a tendency to land her in hot water. Overall she is just a bit of a mess landing her her nickname Storm Aster.

Mother - Acornfur
Father - Fishleg
Siblings - Gorseflame(deceased @ age in moons), Daisyblaze, Marigoldsong, Daffodilshimmer
Littermate - Daffodilshimmer | soot

*adopted from lightning

Kithood: Asterkit was one of two sickly kits born to Acornfur and Fishleg, two warriors who managed to produced a previous litter of strong healthy kit; Gorseflame and his littermates who had become model warriors. So it was to the shock of them as well as their clan when only two barely survived. Even more shock came when their mother fell ill and died shortly after their birth. Devastated, Asterkit felt immeasurable guilt. Weaker of the two, she found it a bit difficult to keep up with her sister but that simply gave her a deeper, more fiery determination. Asterkit grew close to her older brother, admiring his strength and nobility as a warrior.

Adolecence: Overcoming her frailness, she was finally apprenticed and given Rowenflame as her mentor. Reckless and adventurous, she certainly didnt make it easy on her mentor as she was constantly getting into trouble. With her brother busy with the duties of a warrior and her mentor rather lacking in the teaching department, the young she cat was left to run wild. When he bothered to take her out for training he usually left her to fend for herself. Asterpaw managed quite well for quite some time but not enough to keep her from falling behind in her assessments.

On her own she decided to tempt fate. Scaling a massive redwood, she sought to bring home not one bird but a nest of them. A nearly fatal pawstep led Asterpaw to come crashing down and she laid sprawled out, unconscious until Rowenflame found her. Dragged back to camp and put under the care of their medicine cat, she was lucky to be alive. During her stay she found comfort in the poppy seeds given to her, not only did they dule the throbbing in her shoulder but they numbed the endless mental grief. It was like she was constantly floating.

Most of her stay was spent in a drugged haze. Her memory was a disoriented mess. Her mentor seemed kind enough to fill in the blanks. Before long she was deemed fit enough to return to her apprentice duties, but she craved seeds. She could slip a few seeds here and there with complaints of torn claws and pricked paws but eventually it became too much. Raiding Orchidshades den in a desperate hunt. For an entire moon she was camp bound as punishment. She was forbidden from Orchidshades den unless brought by a warrior who could confirm any needs. Eventually her training with Rowenflame had picked up... They were hunting and battle training regularly enough to keep Asterpaw out of most trouble.

Adulthood: Despite everything she was able to catch up quickly. Her apprenticeship flew by like a breeze. It came as no surprise when Finchstar announced her warrior name to be Asterstorm. But darkness loomed over their territory and a sudden attack from Lichenclan caused brother Gorseflame and niece to be brutally slain. Not to mention she'd begun questioning her own memories of her accident and in turn questioning Rowenflame. She was starting to become paranoid, even thinking he'd drugged a rabbit... though she never had proof. Before she could prove anything, Rowenflame disappeared.

War loomed over the Island and Asterstorm and her good friend from kithood Reedtail began to not only grow closer. Yet it was not until her return from the battle with LichanClan that she would finally fall into those feelings. Confiding her troubles in him and promising to continue doing so... but less than a day later she breaks her promise when her niece Mallowfrost offers her poppy seeds to ease her pain. During a week long snow storm, her and Reedtail happily agree to become mates. All the while he is in the dark to her continued poppy seed abuse. They remain happy though until, to her dismay, Starclan sent Orchidshade a sign showing Asterstorm as Redwoodclans new Medicine cat apprentice.