Written in the Stars

/ ” Tulip > Tulippaw > Tulipwish "
── Tulip: her mother found her to be as pretty as the flower
── Wish: for her optimism
─ female / she/her / straight
─ 95 moons
─ OakClan & warrior
── ALL OPINIONS AND CHOICES ARE IN CHARACTER AND DO NOT REFLECT THOSE OF THE ROLEPLAYER.
─ permission for powerplay of nonviolent actions granted / may powerplay nonviolent actions
─ physical fight medium
─ will show mercy / will flee / hesitates to start fights / won't willingly kill


── Long furred brown tabby shecat with white patches
── ACCESSORIES † none
── INJURIES † various scars from being a loner and then warrior, all fully healed
── SCENT † generally some sort of flower- tulips, lavender, whatever she's been around recently
† ─ DETAILED DESCRIPTION - Tulipwish bears a thick, long coat that keeps her very warm during leafbare. With a rich chocolate base and darker spots combined with cutely placed white spotting, it's hard to say she doesn't have a beautiful pelt. All of this is topped off with gentle yellow eyes that have seen several different ways of life. A downside to her silky soft pelt is that it takes a lot of effort to upkeep. It's not terribly hard to tell how much energy she has and how her day has gone based on how messy it is. On worse days, bits of thistle and undergrowth are scattered on her underfur and knots begin to form. Though it usually doesn't get to that point.
She bares a few scars from her time as a loner and the fights she has fought as a warrior. The most notable is a large scratch down her right shoulder- that is when her long coat doesn't cover it. This was inflicted in the fight that killed her second littermate, and one she greatly hesitates to talk about. Other scars include a rather deep nick at the top of her right ear and two shallow nicks next to each other in her left. She also bares a scar where her eyebrow would be and her muzzle from a border skirmish that just refused to grow fur again. The last one to note is a bite mark on her right foreleg from the large battle NightClan and OakClan had not that long ago.
Her build is nothing special, as most of her looks comes from her pelt. Tulipwish is slightly on the skinny side, but she is still healthy. She has almost short, but powerful, legs with a long and fluffy tail. Her paws are tiny and almost dainty, though it makes her clumsy at times. She thinks they don't get caught on things as easily because of their size but they do, quite frequently. She is of average height and muscularity, with proportionally bigger ears and muzzle, but it all fits neatly on her face.

+ POSITIVE TRAITS - gentle, soft hearted, maternal, easily fascinated, empathetic, optimistic
─ NEGATIVE TRATIS - clingy, easily upset, difficulty understanding 'evil', dependent, somewhat fickle, hesitant
? OTHER TRAITS - clumsy, fascinated with plants, fascinated with warrior life, may overwork herself, has a hard time sticking to one decision
† ─ DETAILED PERSONALITY - If there had to be one thing that characterizes Tulipwish's personality, it's that she has never been truly independent. Whether it was family, twolegs, or the clans, she has always had someone to fall back on when things get tough. She doesn't know how to reach into the nitty grit of her soul to pull herself up by the bootstraps. This causes her to be clingy and unsure of her strengths. She gets upset easily because of this lack of hardship and doesn't truly understand what her brother has been through, despite thinking she does. Tulipwish tries her best, but she can't be sure of if it really is her best, though she isn't fully aware of this.
Despite this downfall, the shecat is overall happy. Due to her namesake being the flower, she spends a lot of her freetime seeking out various flowers and pondering her mother's decision to name her after a tulip. What stands out about a tulip over, say, marigold or lavender? What do the other flowers have to offer? At the end of the day she finds them all pretty, and almost would take them back to camp if she had a place to plant them, but isn't really sure how to go about it. Other than flowers, Tulipwish loves helping the apprentices with the little things and making sure they grow up to be good warriors. Similarly, she enjoys watching and playing with kits and is more than happy to give the queens a much needed nap. Part of this stems from her brother's grumpiness and how he can snap, especially at younger, more annoying clanmates. When she sees this happen, she tries to do a little something extra for whoever was affected.
Another notable trait of hers is her optimism. She really tries to see the best in every cat, mystified at how someone could intentionally cause another harm. Though if a patrol goes bad, she's the one telling everyone that it's ok, everyone has off days. Tulipwish likes to think that this trait rubs off on the kits she interacts with, though it's hard to tell. Her optimism clashes with being easily upset, so she can be kind of unpredictable. The easiest tell of how she's going to react is if she sees it as a huge deal and what role she played in the outcome. Overall, she is more likely to be cheerful and has a generally happy demeanor.

─ gen 1, parent × parent / Greyears, unnamed sibling / no kits
─ single / ½ of x / no true past relationships
─ friends include Greyears / enemies include none
─ mentored open / mentored by open / mentoring n/a
── TRUSTS Greyears, Foxstar, Cloudchaser, Daisypetals
── DISTRUSTS none
† ─ DETAILED HISTORY - Tulipwish's history is either action packed or rather boring at any one point, it depends on when you look at.

It all begun one early greenleaf moon, when she and her littermates. She was named Tulip, after their mother's favorite flower. Her older brother was named Dorian after their father's best friend growing up. Her second brother was named Connor. They were the picture perfect loner family- mother took care of the kits through weaning, while father spent daylight catching food and bringing them water and little toys. All their time was spent playing and learning about the world around them until they could walk, where they began to learn how to hunt and defend themselves. She became an avid bird hunter, loving to catch them just before they were out of reach flying away and then lining her nest with feathers. Of course, she always shared so the whole family could be comfortable.

Eventually it came time for them to leave the nest. They all were eager to see what the world had to offer, but loved each other too dearly to be truly alone. They decided to go together, supporting and defending each other as the situation called. It worked really well. If one of them was sick, the second could stay back and defend or tend to them while the third hunted. If one was struggling to find food, chances were the other two had enough. It was an excellent system that lasted them many moons.

One day, disaster struck them. Connor noticed they were being tracked by a wolf, and the trio had different ideas on how to deal with it. Sick of the bickering, Connor decided to take his own action and ran off to bait the wolf away so Tulip and Dorian could get away. Disagreeing, Tulip chased after, but couldn't match the pace. Connor was struck down and passed as Tulip got there, and was only spared because she was lucky enough to strike an eye to convince the wolf they were more trouble than they were worth to eat. However, she did not escape without injuries of her own.

Dorian arrived last on the scene. He exploded on Tulip, the worst argument the trio turned duo had ever had, all exacerbated by grief, pain, and trauma. Tulip begged Dorian to settle down so they could figure things out later, it was no one's fault and they had more pressing matters. Slowly, he fumed down enough so they could tend to Tulip's broken leg and wounds, as well as give Connor a burial.

Things were tense as they worked through their grief and she healed her wounds. She found solace in the kind kittypets that inhabited the twolegplace, a decision that only infuriated her surviving brother more. They argued more often than not, unable to settle the tear between them over their lost brother. Dorian couldn't stand his own sister seemingly taking the easy way out, the fact that he might be to blame for Connor's death, and there was even more pressure with the upcoming leafbare. One day, things snapped, and the two had their biggest argument yet. Neither were in the right, both said some unforgivable things, and it ended in Tulip fleeing to the twolegplace while Dorian remained a loner. Scared and upset, she found the twoleg who had taken the most interest in her, and stuck around until she managed to get adopted.

Over time, things settled down. Tulip was very comfortable in her new home, the gentle kisses of the fireplace keeping her warm in leafbare and always having a full stomach and a kind touch to greet her at night. She made friends and had flings, and life was good.

However, having spent the formative parts of her life as a loner, Tulip eventually grew restless. Her twoleg kept a strict watch on her, making sure she couldn't pass the boundaries of the wooden posts that bordered the only patch of outside she was allowed to go. Friendships faded, the scenery grew bland, and despite how comfortable she was she just wasn't happy. Though she didn't know how to get out.

One greenleaf day, whispers of wildcats that grew as big as badgers (she used to be one of those, she knew kittypets exaggerated, but maybe these ones were different?) and she grew ever curious. She longed to see Dorian again, desperate for a reminder of how good her early youth was. Even without Connor, she missed her brother. Tulip managed to sneak away from her Twolegs every now and again, exploring the forests and mountains she once knew so well that had grown so different in the moons she had been away. She found the flood of wildcats and, eventually, Dorian made his presence known too. That sealed the deal, and she joined the newly formed OakClan, taking on the name Tulippaw. Dorian took on the name Greypaw, and a new life was ahead of her.

She spent a few moons training, renewing her skills and adding to them, training and making amends with Greypaw. Though he doesn't want to admit it, she's sure he missed her too. Quickly, she became a warrior under the name Tulipwish, alongside her brother Greyears. Happy as ever, feeling youthful, and wanting to prove her new self, she set forth with life as an OakClan warrior.

Greyears has since retired, the loner life having been much rougher on him. She doesn't blame the tom, though she was hoping for a few more moons of patrols together. Herself, she believes she has many moons left of warrior duties, and doesn't want to miss out on a second of it. The kittypet life was kind, and allows her to hunt for Greyears in his retirement and listen to the stories he has from their time apart. She's really happy to have rekindled their friendship, and hopes to give as many moons as she can as a warrior until she joins him in the elder's den.