


Name
Meadowlark
Gender
Molly
Birthday
December 5th 2017
Sexuality
Biromantic/Bisexual
Allegiance
Windclan
Rank
Warrior
Former Mentor
Desertstar
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Apprentice
Current: None
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Former: Littleleap {{Status, Deceased}}
Scent
Smells like wildflowers
Skills
Hunting: 7/10
Fighting: 4/10
Endurance: 9/10
Stealth: 8/10
Communication:9/10
Teamwork: 7/10
Adaptability: 6/10
Critical Thinking: 9/10
Foresight: 8/10
Guidance: 5/10
Fortitude: 10/10
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Personality
Meadowlark is an enigma to most of her clanmates, always cryptic, speaking in whimsical rhymes and riddles. Some say she has an old-soul, others think her one squirrel short of a full fresh-kill pile. No one can quite crack the code that is Meadowlark. She seemingly pops in out of nowhere, without warning. She's so silent that it's hard to detect her approaching. Some think she might even be a phantom, but in reality she just fades into the background and is hardly taken notice of, due to most felines brushing her off as a bee brain.
Appearance
Meadowlark is nothing special, rather plain in appearance being a dark hazel she-cat with lighter coco and white splotches all over her coat. Her eyes are a bizarre hue of reddish-pink. The only unique mark she has it smack dab between her eyes. The marking is similar to the shape of a butterfly.
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Parents
Briarpetal- small mousy brown she-cat with amber eyes {{NPC}}
Hareclaw - Large albino tom with red eyes {{{NPC}}
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Siblings
Ambershade- ginger, brown and white she-cat {{NPC}}
Tawnybee- brown tom with darker brown stripes. {{NPC}}
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Mate/Crush:
None
Kits:
None
History
Meadowlark was born to Briarpetal and Hareclaw of Windclan. During Meadowlark's kithood, she was somewhat of a recluse, not wishing to venture out like her siblings. Which caused her growth to be stunted, she fell behind in development and her apprentice ceremony was delayed because she was deemed unfit for apprentice duties. It took a long time for Meadowlark to hook her claws into life and begin to work hard to earn her 'paw' name.
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She finally achieved apprentice hood when her siblings were half-way done with theirs. Her siblings became warriors moons before she did, but despite this - Meadowlark gritted her teeth and trudged on.
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Her difficult apprenticehood spurred her on to work twice as hard to achieve her goals. Finally she was deemed worthy of her warrior name by the time she was two years of age.
Current day finds her going about day to day, just doing her own thing, whatever that is.
{{Funfact}}
Meadowlark is autistic and this is why she struggles.