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+ curious [break]
+ friendly [break]
+ optimistic [break]
/ dull intelligence [break]
/ innocent [break]
/ average [break]
- outwardly dimwitted [break]
- oblivious [break]
- fearless [BREAK][BREAK]

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Never seen as the brightest of individuals, Lavenderwhisker marches to the beat of her own drum. Her hunting skills are sharp, although many will say that it’s just happenstance that someone so dimwitted otherwise could be so talented. In many other realms of her life, however, Lavenderwhisker is average, or below. She possesses only enough fighting skills to keep herself out of harm’s way, relatively, but an experienced or skilled warrior would rightfully be no match for her. But, regardless of all that, Lavenderwhisker is a fearless she-cat, and she proves this by being willing to climb up and down trees, running across branches as if she were a squirrel. This gives her the ability to catch birds better than almost anyone else in the clan. [break][break]

Despite her seemingly dimwitted ways, Lavenderwhisker is a curious cat, always wanting to at least attempt to understand something. She is friendly and optimistic, which in the eyes of many, makes up for her lack of talent in some areas. She may not have advice to give, but she is always willing to listen and be a true friend to anyone who needs it, even if they are not particularly close. [break][break]

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A fairly new warrior, Lavenderwhisker is a she-cat of simple means. She’s never been the brightest, but she gives everything her all. Born to a loving mother who passed shortly before her apprenticeship, the light-pelted cat has never known hatred or true hardship in her short life, so many say. Lavenderwhisker was named, as she was told, by an image that flashed in her mother’s mind the moment she was born, instead of for the light hue of her pelt. She has a brother who is protective over her, but she pushes back against this, knowing she isn’t helpless in life, despite the way others may perceive her sweet-natured personality and dim intelligence. The only place that Lavenderwhisker excels is in hunting. Her hunting skills, while not particularly notable to some, are her strongest skills.[break][break]


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Truly a pretty face, Lavenderwhisker is an average-sized she-cat. Her pelt is a thick, somewhat wavey texture, with varying shades of a ginger hue comprising her tabby pattern. She often appears to be thoughtless, but truthfully, the mind behind those eyes is alive in its own unique way. Her sense of smell is particularly keen, affording her a distinctive ability in hunting — and sometimes on patrols, although she doesn’t always know what to do with the information her nose receives. Thick whiskers and a long tail give the she-cat a sense of balance almost unparalleled, leaving her as one of the best bird hunters in the clan, able to go up into the trees and get them where other cats might decide not to go. Sharp ears allow her to hear clearly, with no hindrances, and she’s often able to tell what something is just by hearing the way it moves or the call it makes. She has a swift-footed gait, almost always seemingly in a rush to be somewhere, although she more often than not cannot tell you where that somewhere is. [break][break]

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Father: PINEFUR [break]
Mother: MOUSEWHISKER[break]
Siblings: YARROWHEART (BROTHER)[break][break]

Mate: OPEN[break]
Offspring: NONE [break][break]

Other: NONE[break][break]

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Lavenderwhisker and her brother, Yarrowheart, were born to Pinefur and Mousewhisker. At first, Mousewhisker was scared of her pregnancy — and rightfully so, it was not an easy one. She was confined to the nursery early on due to the way that her body reacted. She was constantly sick, lost weight as the kits developed, and seemed to lose the shine that had made Pinefur love her so much. Pinefur secretly went to the medicine cat, explaining that he thought it was best if Mousewhisker lost the kits, because of what they were doing to her as they grew inside of her. The medicine cat refused, outright, if only because he’d had a similar discussion with Mousefur where the topic had only made her panic. [break][break]

When the kits came, however, Mousefur was relieved. Although she never quite gained her health back after her pregnancy. She never recovered from the sickly appearance that she had, and shortly after the kits were weaned, she passed in her sleep. Pinefur stepped in, being as much of a parent as he could be despite the brokenness of his heart over the loss of his beloved mate. Losing her mother was the first hardship that Lavenderwhisker ever experienced, and it impacted the young cat profoundly. She never seemed to mature past that point in her life and soon garnered the reputation of being quite dimwitted, oblivious, and dull mentally. [break][break]

As she aged into an apprentice’s role, Lavenderwhisker — then Lavenderpaw — never quite blossomed in the way that her mentor had hoped that she might. The only place that she showed any true talent was hunting… When she wasn’t bumbling around and creating too much noise. It was difficult for the old tom to get the young she-cat to focus on anything. In a way, Lavenderpaw’s mentor resented her, especially when in comparison to her brother, then Yarrowpaw. The young tom excelled at everything and truly made his own mentor proud. The snide comments about this often went over Lavenderwhisker’s head, or, at least she pretended that they did. [break][break]

Lavenderpaw gained her Warrior name two moons after her brother did. Rumors circulated that Yarrowpaw had asked to remain an apprentice while his sister was one. Lavenderwhisker was named as such in her sixteenth moon. Her mentor was glad to be rid of her, but he truthfully didn’t feel as if she was ready to become a warrior — Lavenderwhisker was aware of this, but she took the knowledge in stride, seemingly. [break][break]

She still has a dimwitted reputation, but the Clan has begun to realize that she does have her talents, never coming back empty-pawed from a hunt. [break][break]