Drippy stuff that's not blood but is definitely not supposed to be there warning. ⛼ Your Username: @ChargeCats ⛼ ⛼ Name Choices of Cat: Rottooth ; Rotmuzzle ; Rottongue ; Rotbreath (prefix can also be replaced by Putrid, Rancid or Tainted) ; or, I guess, Barleyfish ⛼ ⛼ Pronouns: She/her ⛼ ⛼ Cause of Death: Starvation ⛼ ⛼ Previous clan: Windclan ⛼ ⛼ Rank: Warrior ⛼ ⛼ Darkforest or Starclan?: Dark Forest ⛼ ⛼ Backstory: Nothing seemed to be wrong with Barleykit. At least, when she was a child. She grew up with her parents, her brother, a fine kit. But she reeked of fish, rotting fish. Her breath stunk like that of a Riverclan Elder, enough to bring tears to any cats' eyes. Because of this, Barleypaw stopped talking. Barleypaw merely wanted to be a good Warrior. Barleypaw could get through this. When Barleyfish had been a warrior six moons, something strange began to happen: her mouth, it began to rot. Her tongue decayed, and her mouth filled with brown pus; she could no longer speak. Her teeth molded in her mouth. She still stunk of fish. Barleyfish continued to try to be a regular Warrior, but it was clear to all what was happening. Barleyfish was cursed. Some whispered behind the ailing she-cat's back that she was the secret spawn of a Riverclan warrior, and that Starclan was punishing her. Others said that she was a curse sent from the Place of No Stars, a warning to the cats so close to Starclan that not even they were safe. The leader renamed her (NAME) due to her malady; none spoke back, not even (NAME). The newly re-named Barleyfish died soon after due to starvation, not being able to consume prey any longer. The retellings of the story differ from here on: some say that the clan, terrified of burying the body of this accursed cat on their own territory, ripped (NAME)'s corpse apart and gave it to Riverclan as a 'goodwill offering' of 'fish'. Others say that the Windclan themselves ate the poor she-cat. Still others say that a group of senile elders, off to bury her, mistook her for a regular piece of prey, and consumed her instead. No one knows the truth, but one thing is for sure: (NAME) was never buried. Starclan, so sickened with the cat once known as Barleyfish, cast her into the Dark Forest, where she has resided until now. She still reeks of fish. Her mouth still oozes brown puss when she opens it. But, finally, she is tolerated. ⛼ ⛼ Personality: Despite how she looks, Barleyfish, or, (NAME), is a very dilligent, hard-working cat. She was not a complainer, not of big, nor of small things; even as her tongue grew holes and her breath made her gag. She can definitely hold a grudge; in fact, she hates the living, and Starclan. Both were far too zealous to allow such a 'cursed' cat in their ranks, and therefore, she hates them. She is quiet and insightful, always watching everything but never speaking. If one could get her to talk (if she could talk), oh the things one would hear. She would be quite the gossip- if she could speak without allowing a deluge of slime to pour from her still-diseased maw. She is also very independent; no one has time to wait for others' approval, after all, so she does things when she pleases, no matter if she were to get in trouble or not. ⛼ Also, song by Jon Licht and Daniel Licht (rest in peace yourself, bud).
