Clover

Clover

"My whole life another cat made my choices, now it's my time..."

Master of the Stars
Startoucher - Silver-gray tom with chilling blue eyes.

Alpha of the Arts
Log - Fluffy brown tom with black stripes.

Alpha of Knowledge
Scroll - Gold-tinted white furry tom with ebony eyes.

Alpha of Battle
Crimson - Russet tom with amber eyes. Intimidating appearance, soft personality.

Alpha of Secrets
Midnight - Sleek gray she-cat with green eyes that reflect almost everything clearly.

Alpha of Nature
Leaf - Bushy ginger she-cat with cheery brown eyes.

Alpha of Mysteries
Thought - Black she-cat with hazel eyes.

Studiers
Imagine - White she-cat, mate of Scroll.

Creativity - Faded gray-blue tom with undefinable eyes.

Ink - Near-black tom with thick yellow eyes.

Spirit - Golden she-cat with creamy paws.

Flame - Bright ginger tom with brown dapples and a white muzzle. Son of Ginger.

Ginger - Bright ginger she-cat with yellow eyes and an unknown mate. Mother of Flame.

Shell - Pink-tinted white she-cat with azure eyes.

Warriors
Field - Brown tom with dirty russet stripes.

Wits - Silver she-cat with white flecks.

Cloud - Fluffy white she-cat.

Lion - Golden with brown mottled tom

Dawn - Orange-ish golden she-cat with eyes like an illusion of colors.

Fierce - White she-cat with golds, russets, and browns.

Thunderstorm - Dark, stormy gray tom with yellow eyes like lightning.

Creators
Thick - Slim gray tom.

Fleck - Calico she-cat with amber eyes.

Moonlit - White she-cat with silver tones.

Rainbow - Bright, agile she-cat with a shiny white pelt.

Fire - Dark ginger tom. Son of Ginger.

Raven - Dark brown tom with blue eyes.

Reflection - Silver she-cat

me: i'll finish this later.

chapter one
heard the story one too many times,

all the actions and the living and who died.

my story will be wrote, and sketched and drawn,

and how i'll hate the ones who carry it on..

My name was Clover.

They said I was cursed.

I was doomed to a selected future. And by the Stars I hated it. Everybody told my story, so i would have to do it. They said I was chosen by the Stars to be next mystery. Yet everybody always read me like a book, I wasn't complicated. I always heard them say I had many layers.

I never believed them.

My siblings would sing songs about me, and they were never nice. Mom told them empty threats. I saw through them. She would pull me into private, try to boost my esteem.

By Stars I never had any to begin with.

"Oh Clover, you're cursed, such a sad sight to see. We want to see you go, to leave for eternity." They would chant, I would cry. I sweared to leave them behind. Then the day came, the ceremony, and that's where this tale begins...

"Oh Cursed-Freak!" My sibling, Quill, shouted.