I have some real life problems, as well as some online ones. Let's just say that they're bad enough that I've pondered suicide. I'm not going to be active. I may visit a bit, but . . . I just don't really feel the old spark I used to when I got online and went to any of my sites. Sorry to those that I'm in threads with; I'll try to post sooner or later, but I just can't take the computer and all it's drama anymore.

Kitsu<3

a brown tabby tom with glistening greenish brown eyes.

At first glance most cats wouldn't even see that Tanglestar was there. He is an experienced hider, one that can blend in to the rocks and dead leaves well with his brown tabby coat. He matches almost perfectly with the branches that line the forest floor around him, making him blend in to the scenery. Tanglestar's coat is constantly in knots from his attitude toward grooming. He doesn't really think that cleaning the pelt would help with anything in his life, so he refrains from it. He is not well built, but on the other hand more lanky and skinny than the stereotypical leader of a clan. His torso is thin, but well taken care of, although it seems that he has been starving himself for an unknown reason. His legs are thin and long like his body, ending with paws that are a bit too big for his own good, and usually cause him to trip over the small holes in the forest’s floor. His tail is long and graceful, and flows behind him like the a fish swimming as he flicks it back and forth in his usual agitation. Tanglestar’s face is nothing special, just a dark brown flecked with black stripes and surrounding a nose, mouth, and eyes. His silky luminescent orbs of green and brown also blend in to the dreary background of the forest well. Tanglestar’s ears are shorter and seem to stick out awkwardly from his skull as if they didn’t belong there. This is true, in a sense, for he doesn’t use them very often thanks to his acute senses of sight and smell.

Tanglestar is a very complicated tom cat. He has many likes and dislikes that are not usually accepted by the Clan’s beliefs. His first impression would be not very welcoming. He is easily agitated and doesn’t like anything new or anything even remotely meaning that he would need to change something. This is constantly getting on his Clan’s nerves, but he cannot do anything about his personality, for it would involve him changing something. He believes that if something is changed, something bad will happen because the Clan is not used to it. If it is new, how would they know what to do when something bad happened? They wouldn’t realize what was the right thing to do. This makes Tanglestar very paranoid and a bit spastic. Throughout his life, Tanglestar has been avoided by many cats because they don’t take to him very well. He has learned to live with it because he has not known anything else. It doesn’t bother him in the slightest. What Tanglestar likes the most about his life is teaching the young apprentices with the traditional values of SnowClan that he had learned when he was young. He is extremely hard and impatient when it comes to being a mentor, because he thinks that if an apprentice fails the first time then they will learn and understand it better. This makes all apprentices rather scared of him, but he believes it all comes out well in the end.

Tanglekit, born one Greenleaf afternoon, was a very small, sickly kit. His parents, Silverheart and Gorseclaw, did not really care for him as much as his brother Snakekit and his sister Fawnkit. Tanglekit was named for his always knotted pelt that was never seemed to be groomed. Silverheart never told Tanglekit that he needed to wash his fur periodically, so he never really took to the fact that he needed to. Snakekit and Fawnkit were prettier than Tanglekit, they were more intelligent, and they always seemed to grab all of the attention. That is why when they were all five moons old, Snakekit and Fawnkit thought it would be fine for them to go out into the forest by themselves, for they had never gotten in trouble before. Tanglekit, the lone tabby tom didn’t want to have anything to do with this, so he stayed in the nursery like a good little kit while his misbehaving brother and sister went out unaccompanied. When the camp started to become scared that the two kits were missing, Tanglekit had no choice but to go and tell the leader what they had done. He was told to come with them on the patrol to find the two kits, and Tanglekit couldn’t disobey the leader. They all went out into the forest together, following the small scent of Snakekit and Fawnkit. Finally, coming into a clearing, Tanglekit and the patrol of about three other warriors found the two lost kits. They were near a bush of small berries that looked harmless to Tanglekit, but obviously were not welcomed by the rest of his party. The leader rushed toward them to help the two little kits, but they had already eaten the small deathberries, and were having convulsions. Tanglekit watched in horror as the leader tried to revive them, but to no avail. Nothing could be done for Tanglekit’s siblings, and he never got over how the leader barely even tried. At this moment, Tanglekit decided that his goal was to be leader, so that he could help when no other cat knew what to do.
Soon, Tanglekit became Tanglepaw. His mentor assigned to him was Whitepelt, a deaf she-cat that was very old in age and knew very much about how things should be done. Tanglepaw admired the she-cat, but as he tried to learn from her, he found that he had to yell to get things done. Whitepelt could barely hear the little apprentice, and this did not help with Tanglepaw’s training at all. It wore his voice out, so when Whitepelt eventually passed away, and Tanglepaw became Tanglepelt, his voice was almost like a raspy whisper that was very high pitched for his appearance. As he sat his warrior vigil that night, Tanglepelt heard something ominous by the camp’s entrance, and peered over to it. He did not have very good hearing, but his sense of sight and smell were very acute and ready for anything. Soon, the musky scent of a male fox wafted past his small pink nose, and Tanglepelt rushed for the leader’s den. He didn’t know what else to do, but something stopped him before he could reach the leader. He could handle this by himself! He was a warrior now! Tanglepelt stalked off silently toward the fox, knowing that it was young and still immature. It wouldn’t know how to fight as well as Tanglepelt. At least his mind was telling him that. Deep down he knew he would probably never be able to beat the fox. As Tanglepelt approached the fox, he heard a snap of a branch behind him, and turned to see the deputy, Stormfeather. She was an old she-cat. She was much like his old mentor in build, and almost as old. She would probably not ever live to be leader, but she held on to life dearly all the same. The fox turned on the two, and they both pounced to defeat the fox. It was a gory battle, and only one made it out alive. Tanglepelt, the young warrior, was the only one to survive, for both the fox and Stormfeather had been killed in the mission. As it was a custom to name a new deputy, and because Tanglepelt had been so brave in battle, he had been awarded the spot of deputy, even though he was only 19 moons old. It was strange for a deputy to be appointed at such a young age, and there were more qualified and distinguished warriors that were older than him that were not chosen. Most of the Clan cats thought that Tanglepelt was the one that killed Stormfeather in the fight so that he could have the deputy position, and that the leader had only chosen him to be deputy so that he could keep a watchful eye on him, but Tanglepelt dismissed the rumors easily. He was on his way to fulfilling his destiny. Strangely, the leader died soon after Tanglepelt’s initiation as deputy. It was only ten moons later, and Tanglepelt was now 29 moons old. Now, he was Tanglestar. It had come so fast, and most of the cats still didn’t appreciate him, but Tanglestar put that all behind him. He would be the most traditional and brave leader that the Clans had ever seen.

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