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Backstory of Bubble the Loner
A cat lol

Bubble is a loner, living with their parents hidden away in an abandoned badger den. Bubble never really knew why they always hid, but they were barely able to go out until they were around 8 moons old. Their parents were quite strict on what they could do. Only going out to hunt, staying next to one of them, never going anywhere near other cats, stuff like that. Bubble assumed it was something to do with where they previously resided, but they never thought too much of it. After a year or two, Bubble was left all alone to deal with the world. They didn't really have any experience with dealing with... Anything, so they decided to train themself. Though taking a while to get the hang of it, they soon figured out how to hunt, fight, and even heal themself to an extent. Despite all of this, they didn't like their current life. They were tired of hiding away. Bubble soon went out into the world, usually avoiding other cats.

Their parents, named Willow and Fir, were once a part of a clan, who were very bloodthirsty. Soon after Willow knew she was going to have kits, she convinced Fir to leave with her, not wanting to deal with the antics of the clan. When they found a safe place to stay, the two decided that they were going to make sure their kits never had to deal with the cats of their past. They had two kits, one of which was stillborn. The other one, who was quite weak for a kit, they called Bubble. They called the stillborn Spots and buried him near the den.

Fir (Dead) - A long-furred ginger she-cat with vitiligo and cyan eyes. Unknown death.
Willow (Dead) - A dark brown she-cat with black stripes and sunlit ice eyes. Unknown death.
Spots (Dead) - A long-furred tom with ginger fur, stripes, and sunlit ice eyes. Stillborn.
Bubble A long-furred NB cat with brown fur and ginger tortie spots, stripes, and cyan eyes.

Backstory of Fir and Willow
Ehehehehehe

Known by the other clans for their illogical and scary tactics, Shiclan was the clan Willow and Fir came from. Shiclan cats were pretty knowledgeable in battle, though never really followed any warrior code, resorting to killing their foes, including ones of their own clan if needed. Sometimes, the leader of Shiclan, Blood, would make fights between cats happen in the middle of camp, some even being battles to the death.

Fir and Willow had known eachother since kithood, being both hated by their parents and often shunned by the other cats of the clan. Fir was born quite weak, causing her to be outcasted, and Willow was the only one that would protect her, making her just as low as the other she-kit. As they grew up, they proved to be quite good as warriors, but they never wanted to fight. To avoid battles, they would commonly go on hunting patrols together, though both gained some scars from the fights they were forced into. Not long into the two's warriorship, they fell for eachother, vowing to not let anything get in their path. Though Blood soon found out about the two, and told the entire clan, causing them to be outcasted even more than they already were. Soon after Willow knew she was going to have kits, her and Fir ran away together, finding a badger den to live in that was far enough away from Shiclan where their kits would probably never see that clan again.

Once Bubble was born, they both adored the small kit. Fir related a lot to the kit, though knew that their life would be much better than Fir's was. Willow kept Bubble in the den most of the time until they were around 8 moons old, where they were allowed to help hunt as long as they stayed with either Fir or Willow. Fir tried her best to teach Bubble how to hunt, but they never really understood. Fir and Willow watched as their child grew up, soon dying due to natural causes and leaving Bubble on their own.

Blood - A tom with black fur and a single white ear, with amber eyes.

Return of Shiclan
Oh boy here we go

Bubble was going along their way like any other day, straying away from their den to get some prey for the upcoming leaf-bare. Since prey was quite scarce in the plains during this time, they decided to travel somewhat into the forest, scouting out new areas for them to hunt.

A Shiclan warrior, known as Hunter, was also making his way out into the territory. Blood had ordered him to hunt for the clan since everyone else was either injured or too tired to go out. Despite his name, he wasn't the best at hunting, more better at healing, as he had worked with the medicine cat while he had a broken leg for a while. Even today, he still has a limp, making it hard for him to do much other than help the medicine cat and get herbs.

As Bubble went deeper into the forest, they noticed a new scent. Multiple cats, seemingly of a group of sorts. They assumed it was just a band of rogues, which they had seen coming from this area before. Bubble payed no mind to it, soon coming across a squirrel sitting next to a tree. They crouched down, preparing to pounce, and as soon as they did, they ran face-first into another cat, the squirrel running away.

"Great. There goes another catch. Thanks a lot, rogue." Bubble retorted angrily, sitting up and shaking the dust off their long fur. The other cat snorted, standing up.

"Got a lot to say huh? I'm not a rogue. I'm a Shiclan warrior." The warrior said, glaring at the loner. "You look similar to someone Blood talks about a lot. You have the long fur and cyan eyes, but she didn't have spots like you do."

"Yeah? What about it? Just cause' I look similar to a cat doesn't mean I am that one. I've never heard of a Shiclan anyways. What's your name?" Bubble asked, their fur settling now that they knew this cat wasn't going to attack, assuming by their limp.

"I'm Hunter. Born and raised in Shiclan. Not the best place to be honest, very tiring to deal with everyone. My siblings are so annoying." Hunter replied, rolling his eyes as he mentioned it being tiring.

"Well, I'm Bubble. My parents kept me in a abandoned badger den most of my life. I come out into the forest sometimes to hunt. It's pretty calming out in the plains though. Can't relate to the siblings part, never had any. I was an only child."

"Could I go see your home? I really just want to get away from this clan for a bit. They probably won't come looking for me, they never do." Hunter said, his eyes brightening.

"Sure I guess. As long as you don't ransack my den." Bubble said with a small smile, leading Hunter back towards the plains.

As the two walked, they talked about quite a few things. Both of their parents were pretty strict, though Hunter's were much harsher. The two surprisingly had a lot in common, making Bubble question if they somehow knew each other in the past or something.

"Here we are." Bubble said as they walked into the large badger den that was Bubble's home for the longest time. "I've lived here my entire life. My parents probably lived here for a long time too before I was even born." Hunter immediately went over to a shelf which had a few herbs on it.

"I didn't know you kept herbs like this! Marigold... Burdock root... Catmint..." Hunter started listing off the herbs that were on the shelf, in which Bubble shrugged.

"I didn't know they had proper names or anything. I just knew they helped me in certain ways, so I kept them." Bubble said, picking up a piece of prey from the small pile in the corner of the den. "Want a squirrel?" They offered to Hunter, who graciously accepted.

"How about I show you back to my clan? I don't think you'll like it, but It's only fair, I got to see yours." Hunter said, Bubble sighing.

"I guess so. Just as long as they don't murder me on sight." They replied, Hunter shaking their head.

"Oh don't worry, their pretty welcoming to loners, but they might attack you a bit. It's tradition."

"Attacking cats is a tradition in your clan?"

"Yep."

Hunter - a long-furred tom with ginger fur and white patches, and amber eyes.
Part 2 soon

Part 2
It's slowly coming together...

Hunter was leading Bubble back to their clan, the two chatting along the way. They got along quite well, despite their differences. Bubble, though quite scared at times, had calmed down around Hunter. Maybe it was the fact that they knew the tom wasn't going to hurt them? Or possibly the fact that he said he knew someone that looked like Bubble.

"Hey, are you listening?" Hunter asked, nudging Bubble slightly for a response. "You've just been staring at me and not replying to anything."

"Huh?" Bubble snapped out of their thoughts, shaking their head. "Yeah. Sorry. I was just thinking about what you said earlier."

"About how I knew someone that looked like you? She left the clan before I was born, but Blood talks about her and her mate all the time. Who knows if their still alive." Hunter replied, giving a small shrug and almost tripping over his own paw, but catching himself swiftly. "I don't remember what Blood called them."

"My parents were never apart of a group, so I don't think this 'Blood' person knew them. Must be some other pair." Bubble said, flicking their fluffy tail and smiling at Hunter.

"Well, that's good then. Blood hates those two with his guts. Apparently he didn't like them being together. Something about an arranged marriage with one of them to Blood's son. Too bad she ran away with that other she-cat." The tom said as they made it to a hollowed out area, the sounds of cats growling coming from the camp. "Looks like there's a fight going on right now. Wonder who's in it this time."

As the two walked into camp, there was a crowd in the center of camp, two cats tussling in the middle of the ring. Cats were cheering two different names, watching as the two in the middle fought.

"Oh. Flicker and Mallow. Is this another fight over Vampire?" Hunter walked up to one of the cats in the circle, and brought them back towards Bubble.

"It appears so. Even though Flicker won last time, Vampire wanted them to fight again." The she-cat replied, sighing. "Who is this?"

"This is Bubble. Their a loner from near our territory. I wanted to show them the camp since they showed me their home too." Hunter said, smiling and putting his tail over Bubble.

"Bubble, nice to meet you. I'm Fawn. You look really similar to one of my siblings, but they ran away quite a while ago." The she-cat, Fawn, said, giving a warm smile to the loner in front of her.

"It's surprising how many cats have said I look similar to one who used to be here. Two, but that's a lot." Bubble replied, sitting down and flicking their tail over their paws.

The cats suddenly started cheering louder, and the three turned back towards the circle. One of the cats were limping away with another cat to lean on, while the other was cheering with the crowd.

"It seems like Flicker won again. Not surprising, she's pretty strong for her age." Fawn sighed, watching as a mostly-black tom walked towards Bubble.

"Hunter. I sent you out to get us food, not find a loner." The tom said, growling.

"Sorry, Blood. I did catch some food though! The loner helped too!" Hunter replied, sliding some squirrels and a rat off their back and towards the tom, Blood.

"Good. I expect the loner to be gone soon. We aren't taking outsiders." Blood said, turning around with a hiss and walking towards a den.

Fawn sighed, shaking she head. "Sorry about Blood. He's always like that. Though he seemed to be a bit more mad than usual. Maybe he wasn't satisfied with the fight." She said, watching as Blood's tail disappeared into the dark den, like a snake going into hiding.

"Well, it's best you head out now, thanks for stopping by though. It was nice meeting you." Fawn finished, giving a purr to the loner.

"Ah, alright then. Bye Hunter, bye Fawn." Bubble said, smiling at both then walking out of the camp, making their way back to the plains with a small sigh.

Fawn - A long-furred brown she-cat with white paws and darker brown stripes along her back. Forest green eyes.
Flicker - A short-furred she-cat that is completely white except for her tail, which is black. Amber eyes.
Mallow - A small she-cat with white fur and orange patches, with light green eyes.
Vampire - A short-furred tom with completely black fur and dark blue eyes.

I'll be posting a family tree soon, and images for all cats.