Creekfern

Creekpaw is a beautiful gray she-cat with lighter streaks and blue eyes

History
I used to always trot next to or behind my littermate, Brightpaw. I remember his soft gray and white fur always brushing against my streaked gray pelt. His amber eyes always watching me with security and comfort. We both loved each other a lot. My older siblings, Silverfrost and Beartooth, would always take care of us too, but not like Brightpaw. He was the leader, as you might say. But then he died. I used to love the fluffy blanket of snow always crunching under my paws, but now I hate it. It was snow that caused my brother's death. I would always get into trouble as a kit. One time I got into the medicine cat den and ate a few yarrow leaves. I will never make a stupid mistake again. I gagged for a long time and when I was finished, my throat muscles screamed because of all the gagging. Good times they were. I just wish Brightpaw could still be with me now, enjoying every bit of life.