Thrushthorn

Thrushthorn is currently a warrior of OrchidClan. He is one of the few cats who still supports Lavendersight and directly opposes Leafshine.

Name- Thrushthorn

Gender- Tom

Clan- OrchidClan

Rank- Warrior

Family- Poppystem (mother), Lichenbolt (father), Vulturescorch and Voletuft (brothers), Kalefur (sister), Goldthicket and Oaktail (grandfathers), Lake and Russetwisp (grandmothers), Weedpaw, Swirlstripe, and Frostwhisker (uncles), Burrtuft (aunt), a slight crush on Violetfern, if it can even be called that

Friends- Ha, no. This dude doesn't deserve friends

Enemies- probably most cats, but namely Leafshine and Palestep

Appearance
Thrushthorn is a thick-furred, mottled dark gray tom with streaks of red shooting through his pelt. The red markings turn into flecks and spots around his chest and neck, where the gray fur is paler, more wiry, and smeared with brown. He has several lighter markings, bright green eyes, and a rather stocky build, although he is still tall and broad in the shoulders.

Personality
He's typically stiff and unfriendly. He's intense and strict and doesn't like to socialize or even speak very much. He has almost no sense of humor and is always flat and somber. He's very religious and steadfast, though, and is fiercely loyal to his beliefs. For example, he understands that Lavendersight was approved as their leader by StarClan, and he finds it despicable that his Clanmates turned their backs on her in spite of her failing leadership.

Kithood
Thrushkit was born in OrchidClan to Poppystem and Lichenbolt alongside his brothers, Volekit and Vulturekit, and his sister, Kalekit. When he was two days old, his last relative on his father's side, his uncle Frostwhisker, died. Lichenbolt was probably sad about that, but it didn't really affect Thrushkit.

He didn't do much as a kit. He never liked his siblings very much and always preferred to be somewhat aloof and off to himself. He was irritated by the other kits in the nursery and didn’t like exploring or playing games. He preferred to pretend he was older and get advice from the elders and watch the apprentices and warriors train. He was an aspiring young kit and had a drive to be the best at everything, although he was always quiet about it, not wanting to draw attention to his ambitions.

One night, when he was five moons old, he couldn't sleep and got bored. So, like the bold little dude he was, he snuck out of camp just to see what he would encounter. Spoiler alert: he didn't encounter much. But he found a baby bird that had fallen out of a tree on the HorizonClan border. He felt somewhat bad for it, and considered picking it up and putting it back in its nest since he'd gotten the apprentices to show him how to climb trees, but as he was approaching, an owl swooped down and snatched it up right in front of him. He was sort of frightened by that, because not only had he just witnessed a baby get murdered, but he had very nearly been murdered himself. He hurried back to camp and returned to the nursery for the rest of the night. He never mentioned his little adventure to anyone, but he never forgot it.

Thrushkit sort of just chilled for the next moon, concentrating even harder on preparing for his apprenticeship. He spent most of his time out of the nursery, and prepared a nest for himself in the apprentices’ den several days before his ceremony, wanting nothing more than to make an imprint on the other apprentices and prove that he could be just as strong as they were if not stronger.

Apprenticeship
Thrushpaw became an apprentice alongside Kalepaw, Vulturepaw, and Volepaw. Yay. He was apprenticed to someone and we'll never know who. But whoever it was, it doesn't matter. Thrushpaw probably hated them. He was starting to hate everything and remained pretty estranged from everybody. He didn't make any friends and he didn't make any efforts to spend time with his family. It wasn't that he didn't love his family. He just... didn't really care that much.

He mostly excelled in battle training. He was great at it. He found it exhilarating to fight against enemies, even if they were imaginary, and trained as often as he could, relieved that he actually felt passionate about something. He wasn’t nearly as skilled when it came to hunting, but he practiced hard, and eventually managed to get the hang of it on his own, refusing most of his mentor’s help.

Before too long, Poppystem temporarily moved to FallClan to visit her sister, Burrtuft. Thrushpaw didn't think it was that big of a deal. When he was ten moons old, Volepaw got into an accident at the HorizonClan border with a younger apprentice named Foxpaw, and he ended up losing his tail. Vulturepaw and Kalepaw were both sympathetic toward Volepaw and angry at Foxpaw, but Thrushpaw didn't exactly understand why they were so upset. He thought it was a shame that Volepaw lost his tail, of course, but it didn't really have any kind of real impact on him.

He trained without an issue for the next two moons. Soon before he became a warrior, he once encountered a young loner and her two kits trespassing on OrchidClan territory. He told them to leave, and they said no. Without much thought, he pinned down one of the kits and threatened the loner into leaving. She did as he demanded to protect her kit. As promised, he let it go once its mother had crossed the outer border. Thrushpaw supposed that what he'd done could've been considered unnecessary or even cruel by some cats, but he didn't think so. He'd just done what worked. It hadn't bothered him. Of course, he wouldn't have actually hurt the kit - but as he was learning, fear was a powerful tool. He returned to camp and only briefly mentioned to his Clanmates that he’d gotten some loners to leave the territory. If they’d asked for more details, he would have told the whole truth - but they didn’t, and so he never mentioned what he’d actually done.

Oh, and also, he found Violetpaw - a slightly older apprentice - rather attractive. It wasn't exactly a crush, but he thought she looked pretty and he wouldn't have minded spending time with her. Coming from Thrushpaw, that meant a lot.

Warrior Life
Thrushthorn passed his warrior assessment on his first try and earned his warrior name, as did Voletuft, Kalefur, and Vulturescorch. For several moons, he just chilled in OrchidClan. The plague started at around this time, though, and started claiming lives left and right. Thrushthorn wasn't particularly worried about it, but he supported the decisions of the Clan's leader, Lavenderstar, when she began forcing the Clan into complete lockdown. Voletuft decided to move to OasisClan after this in order to escape from all the chaos and drama. Kalefur and Vulturescorch were saddened by his leaving. Presumably, so were Lichenbolt and Poppystem. Thrushthorn wasn't, though. If his brother wanted to leave, he could leave. He didn't know why it was such a major thing to the rest of his family.

Then the Myrtlepelt drama happened and she was exiled from OrchidClan. More info on her page. But predictably, Thrushthorn didn’t care. He’d never liked Myrtlepelt, although he had found her interesting. He was a tad aggravated that she’d been thrown out before he had a chance to try talking to her, but he knew it was most likely for the best.

Only a few moons later, Poppystem and Burrtuft were mauled by a badger. Burrtuft died, but Poppystem was saved. She was severely injured, though, having had one of her legs ripped off, and had to be confined to the FallClan elders' den from then on. Once again, Thrushthorn thought it was unfortunate that she'd been hurt and that he wouldn't be able to see her as often, but he lacked the emotional understanding to comprehend why everyone else seemed to see it as such a serious problem. Thrushthorn had pulled the strings to turn himself into something of a loner within his own Clan, but he didn't mind that at all. In fact, he rather liked it that way.

Before too long, the bodies of his maternal grandparents, Russetwisp and Goldthicket, were discovered on the outer border, and it seemed that they had fought each other to death. While it seemed reasonable to be sort of freaked out by that, Thrushthorn actually found it intriguing. He wanted more information on his grandparents - particularly on Goldthicket, since he had been exiled during Poppystem’s kithood for killing a cat. Thrushthorn had a bit of a morbid fascination with that sort of thing. Once again, though, it was too late to find out anything new, and there was nothing he could find out that Poppystem hadn’t already told him. So he dealt with the disappointment.

Anyways, Lavenderstar's mental health was declining, and OrchidClan was going down with it. She stopped performing ceremonies after a while. A rebellion was soon formed under the leadership of the deputy - Leafshine - and Palestep, with the aim of overthrowing Lavenderstar and putting Leafshine in charge. Kalefur and Vulturescorch both joined the rebellion, along with many other cats - but Thrushthorn found the whole concept abhorrent. Lavenderstar was their leader, and her wish was their command. He found it despicable that his Clanmates were daring to turn their backs on her in her darkest days. He remained loyal to her, and vowed to himself that if it came down to fighting, he would not hesitate to shed his clanmates' blood in her defense.

Oh, and he still thought Violetfern is hot. That was a thing. Not hot enough to stop him from potentially fighting her if the rebellion escalated, though.

Which, uh... it did. When he was twenty-nine moons old, Lavenderstar just up and surrendered, being confined to the elders' den and renamed Lavendersight. Leafshine took over. In the middle of her fancy "nEw ErA" speech, Thrushthorn decided he'd had enough and just up and left. He just walked out of camp. He was soon followed by his Clanmate Frondmist, who, it turned out, also had a problem with Leafshine. She was much older than he was, but Thrushthorn figured that they could probably work together and challenge Leafshine's cause. He'd like to get Pansymoon and Oatfoot on their page as well, for they'd also been some of Lavenderstar's-- he refuses to call her Lavendersight-- supporters. Heck, Oatfoot was her brother.

Currently, he's just skulking around, being a problem. Yeehaw.

Trivia

 * I (Starling) was originally going to name him Thrushflight. But then I changed my mind.
 * I like him. He’s cool. I’d like to use him for some sort of drama involving Leafshine and probably his siblings, too.
 * He was named "Thrush" because the lighter, spotty markings by his chest look... uh... thrushy. Like, y'know, the bird.

Quotes
Nah.