My Loner Oc(may or may not get updated)

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^Willow^{s/h}-Straight- *9.75-10 moons*-Loner-no role -Introvert-Stubborn-Rude-Loyal-Observant-Kind(ish)-Pessimist-Lazy(ish)-Mistrusting- MCP:9 -Quotes- -"It would take a miracle" -"EVERYBODY MOVE!" -"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." -"I'm perfectly normal, thank you very much" -"CHICKENS, GIVE UP! WE’RE GOING TO EAT YOU! THERE’S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT! STOP RUNNING AWAY RIGHT NOW!" Lore: Willow was traveling with her mother to a new resting spot when Willow had finally reached 1 moon old. They were traveling between the Gorseclan and Streamclan border trying their best to stay out of sight. Up ahead there was a border skirmish happening, Willow's mother hid Willow in a small crevice saying "I'll be right back, okay? I'm just going to scout a safer route" Willow had waited for what felt like a hour but was really just a few minutes. She had peeked her head near the opening of the crevice just in time to see her mother caught in the battle, she watched as her mother collapsed from the wounds, the clan cats spitting and hissing insults and attacks at each other. Poor Willow just a kit at the time scurried back to into the end of the crevice, she had curled up and hid waiting for her mother to comeback. An hour later she awoke hearing no cats she cautiously made her way to the opening again. she put her head out and scented the air, a sharp tang sliced her nose. She shuddered, but fully came out of the crevice and padded over to the laying cat in the middle of where the battle was. she pressed her nose to the back of the figure, "Mama?" she mewed. when that didn't work she scrambled to the front of the cat and pawed at its stiff face,"Mama?!" Willow cried out panicked. She knew deep down that this cat ,her Mama, wasn't going to wake up ever again. She curled up next to the cold figure of Mama and went to sleep. Over the next few days she tried to hunt, EPIC fail. She found a brook nearby where she could hook the really slow big fish that were coming back from their journey, wherever that was. After about a moon Willow said goodbye to her mother, she pressed her nose into her mother scruff for the last time and padded away. It had been 3 moons since her mother had passed and Willow has learned quite a bit, when she was trying to scavenge some carcasses she met a fellow loner, they were a odd sort but they at least taught her some things. Like how to hunt, how to fight, herbs, hide scents, find water, shelter, avoid predators, sneak and other stuff like how to bury prey. They say they used to be part of a clan but left the life to feel free'r, Willow didn't care at the time, she was hungry and tired and would take any help given to her. She had learned all the cat knew of almost everything, except fighting, they said that she should learn basic and develop her own style. Granted it was a lot to learn and she had been staying with them for about 2 moons, they said she was exceptionally well for being "just a kit." Willow has been alive for 8 moons now her "mentor" had vanished into thin air they said something about her "being able to care for herself now" and just left. She sighed, Now what? Religion: I think she would not be a atheist, but wouldn't fully believe in star clan. at least...not yet *mystery music*