Olivenose of Featherclan
‘an intelligent & kind ginger & silver calico molly with olive green eyes & a small pink nose’
Olivekit —> Olivepaw —> Olivenose
she/her | molly | 41 moons
affiliations
Current: Featherclan
Past: Featherclan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Apprentice(s): Partridgepaw
Mentor: Cranefeather
family
Mother: Juniperhop
Father: Crowstar
Siblings: Magpiemoon, Thrushtail
Mate: Stormwish (forbidden)
personality/backstory
Olivenose is Featherclan’s medicine cat. As a kit, she was fascinated by the life of a medicine cat, and was a little shadow to Cranefeather. Olivenose was a very quick learner, already memorizing plants and their usages, as well as the best places to find and grow them. When she was ready to take her oath as a medicine cat, she swore off relationships. At the time this was not a struggle for Olivenose, as she never felt much attraction to the other tom-cats in the clan, what she failed to realize though, that her fondness for her fellow clanmate, Stormwish, was more than just friendship. She knew having a relationship, even between two mollies, was strictly forbidden, but she’s willing to do whatever she can to keep her love a secret.
relationships
Juniperhop — “I love my mother, as she taught me kindness and courage, and also provided mentorship during my apprenticeship. She’s the reason I can climb through the trees with skill in order to find ripe fruits in the highest branches. When my father died only 15 moons ago, my mother was distraught, and was often comforted by our new leader, Briarstar, sleeping on his old bedding till the twigs had rotted. She also would often reside in the medicine cat den, and I would provide her mixtures of sweet smelling herbs to calm her senses enough to sleep. She ended up retiring early at only 122 moons, but I can tell this decision was best for her, as her grief subsided, her energy and optimism had slowly been restored. It’s nice having my mother back, and I love watching her play with the kits and tell stories of her beloved mate to the youngest members of the clan.”
Crowstar — “My father was a very stoic figure, which made him an effective leader. I was scared my father would disapprove of me taking the medicine cat route, but he couldn’t have been more proud. When my mentor, Cranefeather, died, I had the privilege of becoming the main medicine cat under my father’s leadership. Even though that period of time was short, it was truly an honor, and I miss him everyday.”
Magpiemoon & Thrushtail — “My siblings and I are very close, and I feel immense pride watching them both blossom into their ranks as deputy and warrior. When we were kits, they would tease me for my short stature and tiny nose, but as I’ve grown to love those traits, they’ve grown as well! I’ve gotten a bit better at teasing them myself!"
Stormwish — “The most beautiful cat in the valley, my Stormwish. We officially met when she was starting her apprenticeship, and I was nearing the end of my medicine cat training. Her and her mentor had been navigating the tree tops when a weak branch snapped under Stormpaw and she fell to the forest floor, fracturing her leg and injuring her back. She spent a few moons of her training recovering from the incident. Stormpaw had been incredibly lucky, if she had fallen from any higher of a branch, or landed in a different way, she could’ve been paralyzed for life, or even worse dead. It was pure luck me and my mentor had been nearby looking for herbs when we heard Stormpaw’s scream, and the sound still haunts me. Because I was nearing the end of my training, Cranefeather often left me to figure out many things myself, so Stormpaw and I spent many days with only each other as company. When Stormpaw recovered, she quickly finished her training where it had left off and became a warrior. Even with her busy days as a warrior, she manages to find time to visit the medicine cat den everyday with fresh kill in the mornings as a sign of gratitude. Though we remain cordial and friendly in the daytime, we are as inseparable as two cats could be the second the clan falls asleep.”
Cranefeather — “Cranefeather was a bit of an oddity. He was often disorganized, and a bit jumpy, but when it was between life and death, he was assertive and calm. There was a method to his madness, a method that took me many moons to understand. He taught me the most valuable skills I possess, the skill of healing. He knew I was smart enough to pick up his lessons through his spontaneous string of thoughts, a patience he told me other cats would not have enough of to put up with him. He and my father had been best friends growing up, often exploring the forest together, and while my father found his place high in the trees, he preferred to forage below, fascinated by the vast amounts of herbs, plants and flowers to be collected. He’s the reason my passion for medicine is so strong!”
Partridgepaw — “My sweet apprentice! I can tell he doubts his skills as a medicine cat, but I can tell he will blossom well into this role. He seems a little bit lonely, and he can’t keep up with the energy of the other apprentices, but he gets along quite well with the older warriors and the elders! He seems to be very eloquent for his age.”