Tufttail

Tufttail is a beautiful young she-cat. Her pelt is soft and fluffy, a creamy shade of white with gray stripes and two orange markings—one on the left side of her forehead and one on the right side of her upper chest.

A she-cat with mysterious origins. A fox was spotted sprinting through the pine forest, chasing after a tiny fluffy kitten that couldn’t have been more than a half moon old. Pineclan drove the fox off and saved her, but the chase had left the exhausted half-starved scrap of fur crippled, and she passed out.

For a long time the kit barely clung to life as everything possible was done to save her. She was far too young to be eating fresh-kill, but if it was thoroughly mashed up she could eat tiny amounts at a time, and over the course of a moon she gradually built up strength.

To the clans surprise she turned out to be quite the energetic she-kit, constantly purring and giggling and bouncing around. The clan loved the mysterious, unnamed kit and eventually would name her Tuftkit.

Due to all the attention the clan gave and continues to give to her, she’s become a bit spoiled. She can be sassy and snarky, although it’s always in an oblivious way rather than malicious. The little cat is extremely strong willed, and thus stubborn at times, but she’s incapable of harboring bad intentions or negative emotions for long.