ibis-star ;; cliffclan

the events leading up to the birth were not exactly those of legendary leaders, although ibiskit was born into cliffclan as a full-blooded child. darterstream and lightheart, both in their mid-lives, were the offspring of ones from beachclan before the split. well, their parents were some of the few that moved to the ones on the cliff, and they chose each other to be close and create their own offspring for the clan. this lead to a litter of three being born, including the largest kit, gingerkit, the middle child, dappledkit, and the smallest one, ibiskit.

growing up as one in a slightly shaky, newly forming clan would make you somewhat paranoid, though it didn't happen that quickly to the smallest, white and ginger molly. in fact, from day one, she seemed to have this indifferent attitude to the problems and issues that clans can have. she endured the malaria outbreak that happened in that greenleaf, along with gingerkit and dappledkit, and grew up with a stoic face. rarely did she show emotion toward anything, and it wasn't due to anything happening to her. it just.. came about, you know?

apprenticeship couldn't come fast enough, and soon enough, some tom named pawpawtail took her under his wing. being a skillfully balanced cat, he was especially mindful of the cliffs, and taught ibispaw how to balance exceptionally well, though that was an earned skill for each apprentice there was. she was decent in hunting, with the developed hind leg muscles to assist in taking down birds in the air. she was also mediocre in fighting ability, and, much to her dismay, she wrenched a claw out of her paw when she was around ten moons old out on the feather stones, in a fighting skills practice with her mentor. she waved off the injury as though she didn't care, though she was unbalanced for a little while after that incident.

at twelve moons did she and her siblings become official warriors of cliffclan. gingerspot, dappledflower, and ibisfrost were the newest editions to the warriors cavern, and this was the start of the trek to her eventual rise in position.

eighteen moons, she received her first apprentice: eveningpaw. this little dark molly seemed to not take orders from her mentor, and ibisfrost was quick to put a damper on that little attitude of hers. she wouldn't stand for the carefree and disrespectful attitude that the younger cat was giving off, and there were even half-threats from the white and ginger cat, mostly that she would push the younger off the cliff if she got out of hand too often. it worked well enough, you could say, considering eveningpaw became eveningheart several moons later.

the next couple seasons, ibisfrost watched as her siblings went their separate ways, with gingerspot becoming a mentor and an eventual father to that apprentice's kits. he and the molly, fawntail, had a litter for themselves, though the kits never made it to becoming apprentices; all ended up over the edge and became food for the birds. ibisfrost watched, unaffected, as these things happened, and took note of these as well. you could almost say that she was preparing for when she became leader, and you'd be almost right.

another apprentice was given to her sometime between eveningpaw and another one; foxpaw. he was a different story for the molly, and even though she trained him to become a warrior, he turned away from that life soon after he received his full warrior name of foxwhisker. she was left appalled by his choice to become a medicine cat, and to this day, she does not have the best of opinions about the tomcat.

her shining moment came when pigstar lost her first deputy, who vanished without a trace. some say that the cat left for beachclan, though no one really knew for sure. so, when pigstar called upon ibisfrost to become the deputy, the molly accepted with a simple nod and touched noses with the brown leader. this occurred in her thirty-ninth moon of age, and she basked in the attention of the clan calling her name. it was that day did she realize, yes, she wanted to become the leader of the clan. and with the leader on her second to last life, it seemed quite likely.

in the meantime, she took on another apprentice, a tom called darkpaw. this one seemed more disciplined than others, and she had a better time training him than eveningheart. his skill was more in jumping and being strong in the hind leg muscles, so, she worked with that. it was an enjoyable apprenticeship for the little tom, and with a great deal of hard work, he was promoted to darkleg, in honor of his skill.

it was at fifty-seven moons did she become the leader of cliffclan, and she officially became ibis-star under the blessing of starclan. her first decree was that each kit be monitored to walk along the edge of the cliff, and for each cat to know their footing when around that area. due to this, there have been less deaths due to falling off of the side of the cliff, and durability of the cats has also increased. you could possibly see a smile on her maw then, but now, at about thirty moons later, it is mostly a straight face, emotions becoming foreign to her.

she has only lost two of her lives, and she is still kicking. she's alive, and will be for a long while.