HI people! this is my entry, it took many long hours to make! all the animation was done in auto desk sketch book! I worked very hard on this so just hit the green flag and enjoy! :) I ran out of space on the backstory so her info and the credits are here and here backstory is in notes and credits: So, Before I do her bio I would like to thank @-sushii- for hosting the DTA, all art + animation is by me, I added chest markings, I hope it's okay! Now! On to the bio | V Name: Cloverheart Gender: Female Sexuality: Pan Clan: Riverclan Likes: fish, sea glass, feathers, and abnormal twigs, sparrows Hates: Birds of any kind (except sparrows), fire, feeling helpless, the way that birds of prey looks so arrogant when they fly, once again she HATES birds Age: Well, technically she is a ghost but before she died and all the complicated stuff that I cover in the backstory, she was 23 moons old Side note: when the story starts she is 7 moons old and had a regular golden pelt
Clover was raised by a loner named Sparrow, Sparrow was a kindly cat who, after the deaths of her parents took her in.They lived in an abandoned barn that was small but homely. In the Mornings Sparrow would teach her how to hunt, and fend for herself, but, at night Sparrow told tales of legendary cats who called themselves warriors. Then one night, Clover had a dream, she was a bird flying over the barn, gliding it's way across the woods that separated her barn from the outside world, and there, she found four lands centered around a lake, a marsh, the plains, some wetlands, and a forest, then a voice sounded in her head, "the lake is where you must go." then she awoke and, the world was on fire, she looked up and frantically tried to leap from hay bale to hay bale trying to exit the barn from the hole in the high up in the siding, but, she stopped in terror when she saw Sparrow lying on one of the higher up bales, her eyes clouded with rising smoke, Clover crawled over to her dying guardian, coughing out smoke she leaned over Sparrow in time to hear her final words, "Clover, what ever you do always follow what your heart tells you," she uttered, drawing in her last breath.Filled with loss indescribable by words Clover leaped out of the barn with renewed energy, She trekked throughout the forest in desperate search of the lake that she had dreamed about in such detail, Clover knew it must be real. She ran through the forest mile after mile passing by and only stopping to hunt and occasionally rest her eyes, then after 4 days of nonstop travel she finally found a place where the trees dropped away and revealed a sandy area covered with reeds and bubbling streams that flowed with fish, she walked toward the distant shape of an island on the horizon until she stumbled upon a group of cats, so muscular and agile she knew, it must be the legendary warriors Sparrow had told tales of. She nervously told them the story of her dreams and how she had nowhere to go hoping, that they would not turn her down and that, they truly believed in a force called starclan that sent cats dreams of warnings and prophecies, then the warriors escorted her to their leader and eventually after a few hours, she claimed the name Cloverpaw. Cloverpaw trained hard and, showed a fierce loyalty to her adopted clan, and was always ready to help her clan mates, even if it meant giving up a chance to go to her first gathering to repair the camp wall, those traits then earned her the title, Cloverheart. She was a fierce defender of her clan but, even those most virtuous have their flaws, Cloverheart even though she was loyal, had little knowledge of the warrior code, and when she fell in madly in love with a thunderclan warrior, she saw nothing wrong with the secret relation ship but, when she figured out she must choose between love and her clan she died for her decision and this is how her story goes. Cloverheart was padding through the woods waiting for Ashfall to meet her there, she stood impatiently twitching her tail back and forth then, a rustling through the bushes pricked her ears, and the the sleek grey body of the one she loved dearly emerged from the underbrush, she rushed to him but saw worry cloud his eyes. "What's wrong?" she asked. "I've been appointed deputy of thunderclan!" he exclaimed plastering on a fake smile. "Wait, then why are you sad?" Cloverheart responded. "Being deputy means that I can't keep this a secret any longer, so I think you should come to thunderclan and live with me." He said hope flickering in his gaze. "I'm sorry Ashfall but I can't leave my clan to be with you, no matter how much I love you, goodbye." She whispered sadness clouding her gaze. Ashfall screamed in rage and lunged for her throat, distraught from betrayal. Then, before she died a giant owl dived out of the sky and snatched cloverfoot away from the rage filled cat, but then as a moment of relief swamped her body, she fell, landing with a hard crack on a sandy bank, and then she was dead. She woke up with a start in a wetland, but, it wasn't her wetlands, then are starry cat bellowed "welcome to starclan Cloverfoot." (I am going to run out of space if I describe in detail the rest of this scene so here are the logistics: She begs to return to serve her clan after death but, her body was so broken that they let her walk the earth, patched up with anything they could find on the beach, sea glass, sand, and even water! She then roamed the territory of riverclan, learning medicine from watching med. cat apprentices train, and then growing her own herbs to leave in bundles by the camp in times of sickness, she has told her story in dreams to elders, so that her legacy may pass on but now, she waits, watching, listening, waiting for a cat that values loyalty above all else, so she can pass on the wisdom she has collected over the years. ( I am so sorry I skipped a lot of detail but I ran out of space.)
