♛ Milkweedfumble’s Backstory ♛

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╔═════ ೋღ ♛ ღೋ ═════╗ ♛ Milkweedfumble's Backstory ♛ ╔═════ ೋღ ♛ ღೋ ═════╗ This is the backstory of Milkweedfumvble, my TFCRP cat! However, there's also a looot about Poppy in here, oopsie- ╔═════ ೋღ ♛ ღೋ ═════╗ Milkweed was born to a rouge couple in the Wild Planes. The father's name never was told to the young kit, who's eyes was of him, and the mother's no longer around to tell the tale of the two... the mother's name was Poppy, her redish, fluffy chocolate tabby pelt earning her the wildflower's name. But even before his birth, the couple's relationship was degrading, only having a kit because Poppy always wanted one, and was able to convince her mate. But only 4 moons later, 2 moons after Milkweed's life began, he left. Left after one last fight with Poppy during the night, leaving the two to the harshest leaf-bare they'd face in their lifetime. Poppy knew about ShadowClan, and all the other Clans, worshippers of StarClan, rulers of the planes living by a noble code that Poppy and all cats she knew called home. Everyone knew them. Poppy, hoping to gain her only son a protective network of cats, clanmates, that would help him and her through the remainder of their life, brought herself and Milkweed in the snow to the closest clan, the one lurking in many forests and at the edge of the Blueback Mountains: ShadowClan. Milkweed was took in as the Warrior Code, the laws of the Clans demanded, being renamed Milkweedkit, though Poppy took many moons to be truly part of the Clan. She took on the name of Poppybloom, but called herself Poppy until the day she was taken from the living. Poppy never knew if she truly believed in StarClan or not, but found closure in the concept and tought it with the rest of the Clan's ways to Milkweedkit. Poppy was a protective mother, and despite the many kits and queens in the nursery, the unusually small kit was always by her side and under her supervision. She also thought him, through stories her morals and beliefs, aswell as always acting motherly, nurturing and affectionate towards him. When Milkweedpaw's apprenticeship came along, it seemed like everything changed. Poppy needed to resume her duties as Poppyblossom, and Milkweedpaw had duties aswell to leaen how to hunt and fight - two things he was terrible at, the former because of his clumsiness and the latter because of his rather peaceful nature and despise of violence. Poppy hated Milkweedpaw's mentor, and took all opportunities to train her son herself. Meanwhile, said son took immense joy in discovering the territory and all his faviourate new places, and forming a bond with his mentor. But nothing good last forever. In the moon of Milkweedfumble's warrior ceremony, and during his second leaf-bare, Poppy died. Gone because of greencough, along with Milkweedfumble's mentor. A long period of grief followed, but after a seemingly endless time, Milkweedfumble accepted his mother's and mentor's passings, and moved on, though never forgetting either of them, Poppy continuing to hold the most special place in the young warrior's heart. And that's where Milkweedfumble's story truly begins.