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Discription: Prefers to not talk about where she really came from since the clan cats believe her to be a rougue. Superb hunter when catching rodents or anything that is not airborn. She is very motherly and protective over her kit Silver. Continously has nightmares about her mate Ivory getting killed by the monster. When first found she took on the name of Iron, in remberance of Irony, so she would not have to remember anything of her kittypet life besides her mate.
Silver looks exactly like her father. When the clan cats would ask Iron who her mate was she would only give them a quick shake of her head and not respond to the question. She often zones out thinking about him and lately she has been having weird dreams about her clan mates and other cats from clans she does not recognize. Thinking it would be strange to talk about how she has weird dreams she refrains from telling the clan. She is a fast learner and is not one to give up quickly. She is very hostile to outsiders of the clan and will do anything to defend against them.
History:Before Ironclaws became a warrior of the {insert clan name here} she lived several miles away with her rich twolegs. They had adopted her from the steel cage place, as a kit, and named her Kiara. Though as young as she was they trained her as a mouser (a cat that specifically hunts mice) since their house had a rather small infestation of mice. At first she was not any good so the twolegs would shout and yell at her; but with age she grew into a magnificant mouse hunter. Every time she caught a mouse her two legs would praise her and give her something really delicious to eat, fish.
But this soon began to bore her, when she wasn't hunting she would sit upon the front window wishing she would not have to stay cooped up inside the house. Kiara hated the fact that she had to do her business on a small box, filled with some sort of dirt, in the bathroom. She could always see other twoleg cats doing their business outside and having a good time. She was saddened at how she would never feel the cool grass beneath her paws or the wind ruffling her fur; She would always be an indoor cat till death due her part from this world.
But then one day her world changed, her twolegs noticed how unhappy she was and went out only to come back with another cat; An american shorthair like herself. His name was Irony, due to the iron color of his stripped coat. Eventually Kiara became her normal self which made the Twolegs happy. Little did they know, she also fell deeply in love with him. No sooner than she had fallen in love with him she gave birth to 4 kits enabling her from doing the job she was trained to do for her twolegs.
So they had to start the whole training process over again by taking and training her oldest kit. Not liking this one bit she moved the 3 other kits to a place where she hoped the twolegs could not find them. It wasn't till several weeks later when Irony came and told her that their twolegs were planning on giving away the rest of her kits so she could 'do her job' again. That was where she drew the line. Desparetly she tried hiding her kits, but with no luck, somehow the twolegs found two of the three remaining and gave them away to younger twolegs.
The only one she had Irony had left was, Silver, the third youngest in the litter. She had the same iron coat as Irony did but it was somewhat lighter in color. Later that night, Irony and Kiara decided to escape from the twolegs, to find a new place to live. The next day around midafternoon many twolegs came to the house delivering large pieces of fruniture. Taking Silver by the scruff she and Irony came out from their hiding place and darted towards the door.
Mewling like a newborn kit Silver hated being picked up like that, which ended up alerting their two legs. They manage to escape their grabbing hands and run out the door over the cool grass, hard ground(road), and into the woods. Since it was almost leaf bare there weren't any mice for Kiara to catch for them so they moved following the hard ground for several days. Anything she caught she would give to Silver and Ivory practically starving herself. Ivory hated seeing her in this state but knew him forcing her to eat something would just make it worse.
Coming to a hard ground Ivory said she should cross it first since there were no monsters. She quickly bolted across the road carrying Silver by her scruff. As Ivory came to the middle of the road a large monster came from no where hitting him and sending his lifeless body flying into the side of the road which Kiara and Silver were. Kiara was horrified at the sight, running over to Ivory's body, with Silver stumbling behind, she realised that her mate was dead. Letting out a cry in sadness she laid besides the lifeless body for the rest of the night. The next morning she did the only thing she could think of, bury the body so no animals would mess with Ivory.
Silver was still too young to understand why her mother was was burying her father. Kiara gave one last glance at the mound which Ivory was buried under and picked Silver up pushing onwards to find some place that she and her kit could live, knowing this was what Ivory would have wanted them to do. She traveled several more days growing weaker and weaker due to an empty stomach. Her body eventually collapsed just inches from the border of the {insert clan name here}. She lay there for several hours with Silver never leaving her side once. Kiara would have died if she was not discovered by a border patrol who brought her and her kit into the clan territory
She grew stronger as the clan cats fed her and Silver, although she did not trust them to get near the kit. As soon as she was strong enough the clan leader invited her in and showed her the ways of their clan.
