moon! ---> moonpaw! ---> moonshade! kittypet! ---> pebbleclan medcat app! ---> pebbleclan mc! well moon is an apprentice *9 moons old* who is about two thirds of bearstars size at the momend sun,t, will get much bigger, probably a bit bigger than bearstar. he is a purebred maine coon who was a former kittypet. mistreated and punished for every little thing he did wrong, he resented his owners, especially because his sibling had died because their owners didn't notice she was sick and neglected her until it was too late to cure her and she had died. his resentment grew and he ended up scratching the twolegs when they attempted to interact with him, eventually leading to him leaving a permanent scar on the twoleg child's face. the angry parents ended up tying him to an outdoor tree in the middle of greenleaf without any water, *just assuming pebbleclan borders at least a small bit of a twolegplace, also keep in mind that moon's fence is just metal bars* a hunting patrol passes by about 2 days later, in the afternoon to avoid the torturous greenleaf sun. a warrior(u decide) just barely hears a weak and pained mew coming from behind the silver fence *lined with an assortment of colored flower bushes so they cant see moon*, they are leading the patrol so they tell everyone to follow them and one by one their pelts slip through the fence and past the flowers. they gasp when they see the wheezing mop of fur that is moon sprawled on his side with a rope around his neck that had been just barely frayed by his former determination to get free of the rope by scratching and chewing on it. he was also covered in untreated wounds, from punishments issued by the twolegs for scratching and biting in previous weeks. some looking yellow with infection and red for freshly scabbed-over wounds. the patrol was dumbfounded by what they saw, how did this kittypet manage to survive this long? weren't kittypets supposed to be soft and weak? regardless of that the patrol of cats dropped what they had caught into a pile and united to try and free the exhausted kittypet from the rope that bound him to the tree, succeeding when one of the other cats thought to chew at the actual clip that was fastened on the ropes end instead of the actual rope. when it finally snapped open the cats gathered around moon and tried to drag him off, him being slightly lighter than normal because he had mostly refused food from his twolegs since his sister died. he was still a bit heavy so the patrol struggled, even to the point of wondering why they were even putting in this effort, this wasn't a clan mate... this wasn't even a clan cat! but they persisted after deciding that they werent gonna let a cat die, even if they were a kittypet. they eventually dragged him close enough that another patrol was in sight, heading to remark the border they were just at. *it was abt half an hour from sundown now* the hunting patrol, exhausted from carrying the heavy maine coon cat they called to the other patrol hoping to get some help. which they got, but only after a few arguments, *------ i need to ask mawce some questions to figure out a few of the other details but for now heres some info regarding what ive alr wrote: moon was declawed cuz of that "incident" with the twoleg child so the damage he did to the rope was mostly with his teeth, also cats usually become warriors from 14-16 moons old depending on factors mc apps become mc around 23-27 moons depending on experience, feats, and willingness to learn the art of medicine, also Maine Coons don't achieve full size until they are three to five years old tho sooooo :'3…
this for proud sun, i sit next to mawce in art class :3
