Crescentdust


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 * Crescentdust is a muscular, incredibly large soft silver snow Bengal molly with dark greyish black spots and a long tail.
 * Crescentdust was born to Pearlvisual and Blizzardgrasp, and lived an isolated, quiet life as both her parents were distant. Rowdy and quick to anger, Crescentkit spent much longer as a kit than a normal cat would've, reverting back to a kit after almost killing a clanmate during a fit of rage, egged on by her mentor, Venomshatter. Once her mentor was exiled, she began to improve after finding her mother dead, her father was killed saving her, and she was appointed a new mentor. She then made friends with Frostkit, her cousin. She would later hold a strong bond with her younger cousin, constantly coming to her for help and support when she didn't know where else to go. She was given the name Crescentdust. She was given an apprentice, Mellowpaw. She then stopped two apprentices from fighting, only to scold one of the apprentices mentors for not keeping a better eye on him. After Vixenpaw passes, she accuses Thunderpaw of murder. When his charges are dropped, Crescentdust attempts to attack Sirenstar, only to pass out. She grows sick, and later on sees Thunderpaw once more. She asks him to walk with her outside

Relations
Crush: Elysiansight

Friendships: none

Enemies: Cinderstep (one-sided)

Mentors: Venomshatter, Unnamed tom.

Apprentice: Mellowpaw

Elysiansight
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Cinderstep
"I wasn't telling you anything about training him, you foxheart. I was telling you about how your flea-brained apprentice tried to kill another, and you throw a fit like you're a kit once more. Go ahead and tell Elysiansight, I'm sure she'd be pleased to hear how you slandered my name for simply touching base."

The first interaction between Crescentdust and Cinderstep is on a patrol, where the two first interact. When Cinderstep is sent back to camp by Elysiansight with the apprentices, Crescentdust notes that he is the mentor to Thunderpaw, and takes the initiative to speak to him later about the fight between Thunderpaw and Vixenpaw, When she returns home, she seeks the tom out and asks to speak privately in the Sentinel's den. She mentions the fight between his apprentice and Vixenpaw, and when Cinderstep admits he didn't have much knowledge of where his apprentice was the past day, she steps too close to him, challenging him. He snaps at her and the molly hisses at him, calling him various names before staying enraged for the rest of the day, thinking back to the tom and thinking of him as an "idiot," a "foxheart," and a "mousebrain."

Mellowpaw
"...."

The first interaction between Mellowpaw and Crescentdust is a training session, of which she assigns Mellowpaw to race her to a tree. She beats him, and leaps straight up the tree, only to question her apprentice when she drops. She thinks highly of him, admiring his grace and agility, though she's curious as to what stops his confidence. She later thinks of him back at camp, wondering what exactly Mellowpaw thought of her during her outburst against Thunderpaw.

Skills/Faults
Skills

She’s always been a very talented molly. Strong at fighting, her claws sharp enough to rip a cat right open if it came down to it. Often when she harms cats in recent times it's been by accident, though. She’s incredibly strong and agile, quick and great at swimming, it might be one of her favorite activities. She enjoys having her paws wet and the feeling of having a soaked belly pleases the molly more than anything. When she’s missing, it’s a great idea to check the nearby swamps and lakes, as it’s a very high likelihood that she will be there. She’s got a pretty expressive face, and due to her pretty features can often get away with a lot more than she should be able to. She’s easy to understand most of the time and is fluent in sarcasm when she sees fit. She’s often thinking of ways to change up her nest and is a very active member of the clan, constantly looking to help train apprentices. She's very pleased to have one of her own, and is looking forward to training more in the future. She's incredibly intimidating and large, and due to her pure size she is of great use in battle, making for an excellent bodyguard. When she's able to keep her cool, the molly is incredibly chill and kind, though she can be seen as somewhat irrational. She's a great friend to those who show her respect and care, and often can be a good cat to come to when in need of support. She tries to be empathetic whenever possible, attempting to recall it from her childhood. She might have one of the strongest bites in the clan, as well as the sharpest claws. Her kick is strong enough to send a cat flying. She's also very soft, her fur thick to the point that it's hard to pierce into it, let alone blindly carve her open. She's very good at reading body language, and will quickly find the best ways to discomfort a cat when she feels the need to, standing in all over them and taking advantage of their weaker state. She will notice any flaw immediately, as if some outside force had guided her to do so.

Faults

Due to her very vibrant pelt, she has a lot of issues with camouflage. She’s never exactly gotten the hang of hunting, either. When the molly needs to, she happens to step on something, move too much, or stays upwind long enough for the prey to catch it and escape before she even has the time to process what happened. She’s a horrible climber as well, and often when she is able to climb a tree she can never find a way to get back down. She often can get upset when something goes wrong, and because of how she was raised, she will let it fester in the back of her mind until she completely shuts down and needs to confront it. She’s deathly afraid of heights and will avoid them at all costs. She's incredibly hot headed and confrontational, and will go out of her way to embarrass a cat or make them feel bad. She's known for gaslighting cats and having a very warped sense of reality whenever something happens. She's very stubborn when it comes to this as well, going out of her way to express disdain for cats who she believed did something horrible even if nothing ever even came of it. She's very bad at hunting and has a somewhat poor sense of smell, and horrible judgement when it comes to punishing cats, always choosing the worst for them. Due to her hot headed attitude, she's not often included in conversations with cats and is left out. She's very irrational and can be seen as quite stupid sometimes, with immature thought processes as "snitches get stitches" and the likes. She will often get into petty arguments and fail to keep cats under control due to her temper. She has little empathy for other cats, as she has almost no ability to express it, losing it due to depression from her childhood. She will insult cats and demean them, often a bully when it comes to cats she has little hope in finding use in. It can be seen as quite cruel, yet it's hard to really get her on such a bad side. She's icy and intolerant of any behavior that she's not a fan of, and will force it to stop with brute force. She has sensitivity to loud noises and can often be bested / scared off by loud shrieks and sounds. When horrified, the molly with root herself in place, stuck and unable to move. Like a deer in headlights, she will stop and stare with her body raised, her fur standing straight up on her spine. She's incredibly ambitious, and though it's clear she would never harm a clanmate to gain a role higher in the clan, she often seems to dream of how she may look stop the leader's ledge, instructing her cats to take apart the forest. She has little to no understanding of what the word "no" or "retreat" means. She is always looking to enforce her own rules. Her thick fur is easily drenched, and even though she loves swimming, she cannot stay in water long. Its easy for her to be swept away due to the sheer weight of her pelt. She's also quite easy to drag, due to her thick fur she has a fluffy and soft scruff, disabling her from much combat. Its one of the only weaknesses she has, but one that's very hard for the enemy to get to, due to her haste. She's vicious and incredibly cruel, choosing to fight and rip out a cat's fur than to talk out anything. She had a no nonsense attitude, and when tired will grow incredibly violent and cruel, choosing to attack cats when on her nerves. It goes back to prior training, teaching her to become violent in the case she herself is in a weakened state.

Personality
Crescentdust is one of the most complicated cats one may come to meet. While strong and capable, she is also incredibly intolerant and very decisive/cold. She is quick to make a decision on what fate a cat might have and is the first to begin a fight when the chance is presented to her. She has a very sharp wit and often times will slander a cat's name as they so much as look at her funny, ripping them wide open with insults and spits. She's cruel and cold, yet can be cool and vibrant. Due to her apperance, the molly is often seen as one that is intimidating, or scary. She's quick to demean cats that refuse to see her as a higher power. She's never been quite sure of herself though. She's more of a lone wolf character, choosing to do stuff her own way and never enjoying input from other cats, often taking it as an insult. The molly will never turn her back on a fight, and will often will initiate them. She will not so much as hesitate when a cat suggests combat, lunging first to get the first move. Skilled and quick, shes often the last cat seen to retreat. She likes to violently harm cats whenever she gets the chance, it being incredibly suspicious where she learned where exactly to strike in order to cause maximum damage. When upsetz the molly will not have reactions. She will sit with a blank expression, never so much as smirking at a joke. When displeased, she may not speak a word, holding her breath and stalking silently, her face indifferent. She barely listens and often doesn't care to, but can be respectable and kind when she realizes she's being unreasonable. Despite being older, she's clearly immature, and often takes her anger out on things such as den walls, small prey, and other animals. She constantly visits the Mental Medicine Cat den, as requested by her cousin, Frostmurmur. She's got heavy psychological trauma due to the deaths of her parents as well as the abuse from her mentor, causing her to react this way. Though as a cat she is tidy, neat and considerate of how loud she may be. She's quiet when cats are asleep and brings cats gifts whenever she can, though somewhat anonymous to make up for something she may have done to them. She has very vivid dreams, and often dreams of her own death. Though she does not talk to cats about this, she has many sleepless nights, choosing to rather lie awake in her nest staring at a wall than feeling her body ripped open with wounds. She is often tired and can be somewhat slow when it comes to duties, feeling groggy and tired. She's somewhat inconsiderate when it comes to others, and despite visiting the Mental Medicine Cats constantly, she feels as though the job is useless and wishes that her cousin could assess her instead, hating how none of the cats who worked on the den understood her pain. She's often hypocritical and very crude. She thinks of others as beneath her and she's snobbish because of it, sometimes even demeaning her own apprentice, something her mentor had done to her. She can be nonchalant about things, and when insulted can react in one of two ways, attempting to kill the cat or calling them immature in response, barely moving a muscle. She's laid back and calculating, always ready for a cat to randomly attack her, as if from previous experiences. She does not like when cats try to baby her, and she doesn't understand the role of a mother, never really wishing to become one. She believes that she cannot be talked into it, either, though she is not sure what the future may bring. She believes she's not capable enough to care for new lives, and chooses not to attempt to bring new lives into the world. She jumps to conclusions without much evidence, and often will concentrate hard on things, unable to lose focus despite what any cats may do. She shrugs off any pity cats give her for her childhood, finding it useless to her. All she really wishes to gain is the admiration of those she cares most about, that being Elysiansight, a cat she looks up to and fancies quite a bit, and Frostmurmur, her young cousin who she brings gifts to and offers her an ear whenever Frostmurmur may need. She's incredibly proactive. When she sets out to do something, she will finish it. Such as when she intends to harm a cat, she will clamp her jaws and lock on, refusing to let go even if it killed her in the process. She's determined and unmovable. She's consistently believed though that she's unlovable, and somewhat of a burden to those around her, her insecurities driving most of her outburst behaviors. While she can feel shame, it's very little of it, and she often times will not recognize it for long whiles. She likes to resolve any conflicts by grooming the cat she harmed, apologizing silently and quietly allowing them to rest against her fur. She's not entirely considerate and avoids deep conversation. She has trouble saying goodbye, and may often walk off mid conversation if she decides she's tired of it. She's very charming, and easily manipulates cats. She often might be heard blackmailing cats to keep their silence if she may do wrong as well, lying to keep their pelt snug deep under her claws. She's self aware though, and clearly has some grasp of reality. She can play it cool whenever necessary,acting adventurous, cool and collected. She's somewhat caring whenever it comes to younger cats, softening when necessary due to her understanding of the trouble it may be. She has an obvious trauma when it comes to cats being submerged under water, believing her mother was drowned. She may freak out whenever she believes a cat may be in danger of drowning going completely out of her way to rescue / fix the situation as to not experience something so horrible in her life again. Though after the death of her parents, she's almost immune to corpses. She barely reacts when seeing them, and can't be shocked nor scared when seeing them. She usually reacts chill, though the scent reminds her of the corpses of her parents, and she may begin to feel waves of nausea if the body is decaying, much like her mother had. The molly constantly feels alienated in her own home, and she often wonders what even was the point of her staying there, as sometimes she's pushed to such a point that the molly is more often than not to be yelled at than taken into the softness of another cat's grasp. She's never really felt this sort of softness from anyone, and doesn't know exactly how to take it. She might find the attempt to be the cat calling her weak, or the molly might break down into tears against the cat's fur, it all depends on the delivery. Speaking of delivery, she often has the strongest. Shes a poor bearer of bad news, we she'll yowl it to the heavens to get her point across. She isn't quite concerned about how this may affect the other parties involved, and by the looks of it, she seemingly doesn't care. Many have described her as morally grey, and not exactly having her priorities straight. She often favors strength and power over agility or speed, and will ignore mentions of the others whenever the chance is given to her. She does not see anything but strength to be necessary in the long run of things, and she quietly enforces this in her apprentice, looking for him to have a similar outlook. She's somewhat pessimistic, and will always look for the worst in situations. Shes not expecting anything out of anyone, and expects each cat to treat her poorly, as she's had nothing but this in past experiences. Her later years have begun to shape her, though. It helps make her coherent and believable, adaptable to any situation and very fast to persuade cats on her side. She's mildly agitated with life and often down on herself for not being there for cats who she cares about, and often times can be found sulking after an argument she knew she was in the wrong for, though she's often too stubborn to apologise. She's hotheaded and quick to judge, violent in battle and skilled. She's heavily influenced by outside opinions when it comes to certain things, and more often than not the molly works on herself, especially as she has trouble sleeping while all her clanmates slumber peacefully. She can find no peace, and has a hard time understanding how other cats have succeeded in finding it for themselves, almost envying them.

Detailed History
Sirenstar's Reign

Crescentdust first appears tracking two apprentices who have travelled out of camp, referencing how she noticed the bristling fur and recognized the intention to fight, possibly in reference to her past squabbles with other apprentices. She keeps low and stresses slightly about the two, but once she finds them she is shocked. She watches what she believes to be Thunderpaw make an attempt to drown Vixenpaw in the water of the Awakening Chasms' muddy bank. Shocked, the molly leaps into action and thrusts Thunderpaw away from Vixenpaw, throwing him aside like a small scrap of prey. She grips the tom by his arm and yanks him out of the mud, before completing the release by gripping his scruff and pulling him out, needing to use all her strength to do so. After a brief and sharp scolding, the molly turns and accuses Thunderpaw of attempted murder, perhaps due to her fear of Vixenpaw being harmed. She tells the tom he does not need to prove himself to anyone, before guiding the two back to camp. She stops on the journey back to camp to catch a weak mouse, tossing it to the two to share, a sort of apology for yelling at the two. She mentions to the two that their mentors will know about this, and that they may be held back from training because of how stupid they were.

She leads them into camp and into her cousin, Frostmurmur's den. She does not tell what happened, and only takes to grooming the mud off her face before leaving the den, allowing Frostmurmur to do her job. Crescentdust acknowledges her cousin as capable, smart and intelligent, and wishes her the best, thinking highly of her. Her and Frostmurmur have a good relationship. She later turns to address her apprentice, but is stopped when called on patrol by Elysiansight, assigned by Sirenstar herself as one of the cats she wished to be on the patrol. She is assigned with Cinderstep, Dewfoot, Orcapaw, Twinklepaw, and Mellowpaw to explore the depths of Glimwood Navel. They leave immediately and head out, before quickly coming across a corpse of a rogue cat. Elysiansight calls Crescentdust and Dewfoot forward, sending back Cinderstep with the apprentices. Crescentdust watches him leave and creates a mental note to speak to the tom later. She follows the orders, and suggests that perhaps the corpse on their territory was meant as a sign for the cats, pointing out how the body was swarmed by multiple cats, as no cat alone could do so much damage. She questions why this happened, though she's not very torn up or shocked by it. She seems to remember the scent of death and looks to her companions, choosing to comfort them instead. She sweeps a leaf off of Dewfoot's pelt as they pad back to camp, and quickly, she seeks out Cinderstep. She notices Mellowpaw and Thunderpaw sitting together, and sends the tom questionable glares, before she turns away to speak to the tom.

She escorts him into the Sentinel's den and speaks out about Thunderpaw's wrong doings. She's blunt and rude, and when Cinderstep defends himself, Crescentdust becomes angry and defensive, and becomes obsessed with the situation. She spits at him as he leaves and moves as if about to rake him, wanting him to turn around and fight her. Yet, she stops herself and takes a moment to herself, raking open a hole in the Sentinel's den. Enraged, she pads out of the den and takes a moment to breathe. She then seeks out Mellowpaw, looking to take out her rage. Yet she acknowledges how she was treated by her own mentor, and decides not to harm the tom. She takes him to the Leafspiral Grove, and offers him a race to a tree. The tom agrees, and she pelts off ahead of him, surprised when he's able to keep up. Upon reaching the tree, the molly quickly leaps straight up it, leaving Mellowpaw below her, confused and skidding to a stop. Crescentdust, afraid of the heights, drops down quickly and asks the tom why exactly he chose to stop. After collecting an explanation, the molly decides that the session may continue another time, as she has an uncomfortable feeling overwhelm her. She begins to escort the tom back to camp.

The two are greeted by a grisly sight as they learn Vixenpaw has passed away. Crescentdust, enraged, turns on Thunderpaw, lashing out and accusing the tom of murder while comforting her cousin, Frostmurmur. She yells and threatens the tom, only to be reprimanded by Icyveins, who scolds her. Crescentdust insults Icyveins, before promising Thunderpaw that she wouldn't forget about this, and would make sure he didn't get away with killing the young apprentice. Sent out to bury the tom, Crescentdust chooses to involve herself, and it's implied while burying the tom with Snowfinch she attacked the molly, giving her a bad wound on her shoulder. The two part ways once they return back to camp, Snowfinch only giving her a hard glare as she passed. She is later seen again at the ceremony to decide Thunderpaw's fate, and upon hearing that Sirenstar intends to let the incident fade away, Crescentdust is enraged. She yells in the middle of the ceremony, calling Sirenstar names. When her cousin, Frostmurmur, attempts to calm her down, Crescentdust swings at the Physical Medicine Cat, ripping out some of her neck fur. Shocked, Frostmurmur backs up. When Sirenstar confronts her, Crescentdust leaps to attack the molly, only for her legs to give way beneath her, and she blacks out. Frostmurmur apologies to Sirenstar for Crescentdust's behavior, and the two drag the unconcious molly into the Medicine Den.

She is gossiped about for a while after this. Kits ask their mothers if the clan is truly safe, wondering if they're to be attacked next. Cats begin to expect the worse from Crescentdust, and see her as suspicious, and even dangerous. She is later seen in the medicine den with Frostmurmur. She'd been unconscious until Elysiansight entered, to which she awoke and began to shrug off Frostmurmur. She is later recognized as ill with whitecough. She anticipates being scolded and exiled, though Elysiansight comforts her instead. Crescentdust admits that she was mainly just worried about Vixenpaw, and wanted to do what she could to protect him. Elysiansight is taken aback and confused by this, but accepts the apology Crescentdust offers her. Crescentdust attempts to explain herself, but begins coughing horribly. She is treated by Frostmurmur once she returns. Elysiansight leaves her be, promising to return to check on her and excusing her from duties for the time being.

Once returned to feeling somewhat better, Crescentdust seems ready to continue training her apprentice, Mellowpaw. When the molly heads out of the den though, she meets Thunderpaw. Without thinking she invites the tom to follow her, and he agrees. She leads him outside of camp towards the Port of Morrow, where she harbors no thoughts or emotions. She watches Thunderpaw as if intending to drown the tom, up until the water is struck by lightning, and a massive wave nearly washes Thunderpaw away. Crescentdust saves the tom by throwing him aside, only to collapse nearby. She pleads for his forgiveness, attempting to explain her actions, when it is revealed she may have been intending to kill the tom moments before, only to choose not to. This is when she finally hears his voice. She'd never heard him truly speaking. She realizes she had been reflecting and placing her grief towards her older half-brother Venomshatter onto the tom, projecting his image. She hopes the tom will forgive her, but is not too kind when asking for it. She anticipates he kills her, though when he refuses she allows him to help her back to camp.

Detailed Appearance
Crescentdust is a long, lengthy and sleek, soft furred Bengal molly. She has many spots, dark in coloration dappling her pelt, with a light mask marking on her face and arms from the distant relation she holds to Swallowdrift, a Siamese Bengal mix tom. She has very pretty silver-grey fur, dark blue eyes, and a cute pink nose surrounded by a darker barrier, and small paws. Her legs are long, and somewhat thicker than the average cat’s, showing her obvious strength in them. Crescentdust is very tall, with a thin speckled and striped tail that comes off in a faded coloration near the tip, starting near the middle. She has a pretty coat of light silver/grey coloration, a muzzle full of plentiful whiskers, and expressive eyebrows. She has a wider face in comparison to other cats, with long thick ears that are softly rounded at the tip, with deep inners. She has a thick chest, of which is wide and very soft, though the fur itself is not very thin, well protecting her skin beneath. She has thin fur on her cheeks, which have some excess skin, making them somewhat easy to stuff full of big pieces of prey she may want to stuff into her mouth. She has a somewhat narrow nose bridge, and sharp sense of smell because of it. The molly has every building to be violent and horrible, though her awkward nature almost prevents it. She has muscular shoulders and limbs, with thin hips. She is lithe, and thin around her chest and belly area, making it very clear that the molly is agile, quick and very strong when the need to battle may come. Though she’s awkward and often doesn’t understand her paws, where to put them, or what damage they may cause if she were to use them. The molly is skittish and nervous, awkward and not very good at what she does. She’s often found awkwardly shifting her paws and staring at the floor, attempting not to trip over them. She shifts her tail and often gets lost in her own thoughts, staring blankly ahead as if she was a deer in headlights.

Kin
Mother: Pearlvisual

Father: Blizzardgrasp

Half-Brother: Venomshatter

Cousins: Frostmurmur, Cloudpaw, Meadowkit, Ivorypaw, Sirenstar.

Distant Relatives: Thawingmoon, Swallowdrift, Fallenhollow, Sanderlingsky, Hiddenstar, Crowdusk, Japan.

Backstory
The young molly was born to Blizzardgrasp and Pearlvisual, two equally distant cats. She wasn't exactly raised by any cat, and was known to be an especially rude and rowdy kit. Once she was apprenticed, she was given an equally horrible mentor, her older half brother Venomshatter. The tom was cruel and relentless when training, and due to the ignorance of her parents, the molly became increasingly horrible. She began to attack younger apprentices and brutally beat them to let out her rage due to not understanding how to contain it, always overpowering them due to her strength. Venomshatter only encouraged this behavior, and before long the tom was exiled after cheering on Crescentpaw for attempting to kill a clanmate. She was alone for a while after that, her mother expressing extreme distrust and dislike for her. Crescentpaw slowly began to realize she was alone, and under the sheer weight of this understanding, she broke down. She ended up taking out her stress and pain by killing and mutilating small animals, burying their bodies in a mound beneath a tree that she often hid in, attempting to get away from her clanmates. The molly was returned to a kit until she was deemed mentally stable, and in this time the molly watched as her father, Blizzardgrasp, was killed after a tree crushed him, killed after he climbed it during a storm and the tree collapsed on him, already uprooted from flooded water, and her mother drowned after being caught under the water while swimming, washing up on shore many days after for Crescentpaw to find while sneaking out of camp. The molly had finally had enough, and broke down, only for her younger cousin, Frostkit, to comfort her. Though she felt this wasn't enough. She often snuck out of camp to find anything to prove herself with, and though she could never hunt, or be able to best a tall tree, she found herself head to head with a small dog one day, attacking it and viciously wounding it, protecting two kits that had strayed out of camp. She was praised for this, and many cats finally began to recognize her for her skills and remember that she existed. After this, Frostkit had taught her to control her anger, and with the help of her and her new mentor, Crescentpaw was able to begin training once more. She was exceptionally skilled at her job, and quickly got her full name, Crescentdust. She was named after the dust that had built up on her apprenticeship as cats believed she would never make it to become a fully named Sentinel. She, though, bested the odds and was met with praise by Frostkit. Once the molly was apprenticed, she constantly stayed in the den with her younger cousin, talking about her days and helping Frostpaw with whatever tasks she may have needed help with. After being exclusively helpful in many battles, the molly was showing to be a very strong cat, and many recognized her as coming very far in her life. Many cats expect greatness out of Crescentdust, and trust her to grant them all safety for many moons to come.

Trivia

 * She's currently a closeted bisexual, and is not very open with relationships.
 * She's a Bengal, her model based off one, despite this being nearly impossible with how the breeding of wild cats is. Though she's also part Siamese.
 * She's one of the largest cats in the clan, and she's incredibly strong.
 * When she was born, she was pure white, and her spots didn't begin to appear until she was four months old.
 * Despite constantly getting into fights, Crescentdust doesn't have a single scar on her body.
 * She was an apprentice for approximately 10 months before she became a fully named Sentinel, 4 months longer than the average cat. She spent 2 of these as a kit, before training once more for 2 months and becoming a fully named guard at 16 months of age.
 * She has a very odd fighting pattern, one not seen at all by clan cats or any rogues. Ones that aim for the most lethal spots and intending to cause fatal damage with each blow, resulting in her battles having yet to be lost. Her mentors nor clanmates couldn't have possibly taught her these moves. Perhaps some inner workings have supported her during her apprenticeship…?
 * She was named -dust due to how long she remained an apprentice and after she'd been returned to a kit status once more, a token of how her apprenticeship had been put on hold and she'd been pushed out of mind by most cats, forgotten. She hated this name at first, finding it insulting and demeaning, but she now thinks of it as the dust of a crescent moon that lays upon the vast space.

Quotes
"...this wasn't about strength. You don't need to prove yourself to anyone, you know. All your clanmates are already aware of your skills, don't go picking fights with others just to try and make it more clear...Your pride isn't as important as your life"

-Crescentdust to Vixenpaw after he lost his fight against Thunderpaw.

"You younger cats dare insult those who've seen far more than you have! You're lucky cats like us even let you progress into your training years, you squealing kit!"

-Crescentdust snapping at Cinderstep during an argument.

"What do I have to say for myself? ... I have to say you're a coward."

-Crescentdust to Sirenstar after she proclaimed Thunderpaw's innocence.

"You're nothing like Widowstar. You never will be like her. You're too much of a coward to exile those who did wrong. You deserve her fate. ... And... I might just be happy to give it to you."

-Crescentdust to Sirenstar after she proclaimed Thunderpaw's innocence.

"Take me, take this life from me. You'll live to regret it. You may slip past the Warrior Code, past your leader, past the whole clan... But you will not slip past the fury of Starclan. The wrath of myself, as I come to haunt you and your kin until your final waking moment."

-Crescentdust thoughts directed towards Thunderpaw after saving his life from the lightning-struck wave.

Themes

 * Apprentice Theme, Johnny - American Murder Song.
 * Adult Theme, Killer - Palehound.
 * Adult Theme, Intemperate Arc, Set Her on Fire - Elliot Lee
 * Adult Theme 2, Have it Out - Mother Mother
 * Adult Theme 3, Misery Business - Paramore

Voice Claim

 * Robin Buckley


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