User:Deepspirit

Biography

 * Greetings. I am Deepspirit, member of StarClan. I was but an apprentice when I joined the other brave warriors here. Let me tell you my story.


 * My mother was a WindClan cat named Birdsoar, born many generations before even Bluestar. My father was a SkyClan cat. Yes, I know it is a shameful thing to be halfClan. I, my mother's only daughter, grew up in WindClan, and I never knew my father.


 * I was about two moons old when Windstar, the first leader of our great Clan, gave up her last life to greencough. My mother left me for a while to sit vigil for Windstar, expecting me to just sleep while she was away. But that isn't what happened. I, knowing what I was doing, left the nursery and stood by Windstar. Birdsoar was about to take me into the den, when I looked at her. She said she'd never seen eyes wiser, deeper, than mine. I licked Windstar's body gently, and it seemed that she sparkled with the light of the stars. I again looked at my mother, and sat vigil with her all night. She said that she saw reflected years of experience in my eyes. She saw my spirit there. This is why she changed my name, which was Bloomkit, to Deepkit later.


 * Gorsefur, the Clan deputy, became Gorsestar and made Streamtail his deputy. I continued to become wiser. I spoke to the elders, who marveled and wondered what it could mean. Finally, right after I became an appretice, I had a dream. My warrior ancestors told me that I was granted wisdom that would save my Clan one day. I asked what they meant, but they faded away and didn't visit me again.


 * As Deeppaw, I trained hard to learn everything I could. I was a good fighter, and thought of even better moves that are still used today. Finally it time for my warrior ceremony. . Gorsefur was about to begin, when we all heard a rumbling noise. Badger were coming into our camp! There were so many, we knew we wouldn't stand a chance. But we had to try. As cats were being mauled all around me, I was calm and suddenly thought of an idea. I rounded up the warriors and told them to climb to the top of the hill near our camp, taking all of the elders and kits with them. I had seen before that the hill was eroding on the side opposite our camp. We lured the badgers to that side, and when I gave the sgnal, we jumped and jumped on the unstable hill. That. along with the stomping of the badgers, made the hill collapse. All of the badgers were buried under the landslide-- or so we thought.


 * As we turned to go, one surviving badger sneaked up and attacked a queen. She screeched and the warriors jumped on it, but it was enormous. It shook them off as if they were mice. As the other warriors tried to come from the front, I attacked from behind and sunk my teeth into its throat. This gave the others the opportunity to finish off the badger. I held on still sinking my teeth deeper and deeper. Finally, as the badger fell, I let go. But the badger, with the last ounce of its strengh, gave me a brutal blow with its forepaw. It hit my chest and pierced deep.


 * Gorsestar knew that I was going to join StarClan. As I breathed my last breaths, he gave me my warrior name: Deepspirit.


 * And now I live here with the other fallen warriors. I often appear to WindClan cats to give them advice, especially medicine cats. I wish I had lived longer-- perhaps chosen a mate and had kits. The journey from the old forest to the lake was long and hard, and I was afraid we wouldn't make it. But the Clans have made it through thick and thin, and that will never change.