Description

Name: Oakfang
Gender: Female
Role: Warrior
Clan: LavenderClan
Personality: Oakfang is a very confident and ambitious warrior. She is very brave and will not back down from a fight.
Mentor: Sharpeye

Previous Names:

• Oakkit
• Oakpaw
• Oakfang Appearance Oakfang is a brown tabby she-cat with unusually long and sharp fangs. She has course and rough fur.

Family

Mother: Moonstar
Father: Cloudstorm
Littermate(s): Silverkit, Nightfall
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A

Background story

"Oakfang! Be careful!" Moonstar yowled, watching her daughter carefully climb on the trembling rock, trying to keep her balance to reach the kit. The kit wasn't from LavenderClan, but they couldn't leave him alone like that out here, especially if he was in a near-death situation.
The kit, what dark tan, similar in colour to Oakfang, but had no other markings. He helplessly mewed for help.
"It's ok, little guy!" Oakfang panted, unsheathing her claws to grab onto the rock. Beneath her was just... Stones. If she fell, she would be badly hurt, or worse, dead. "I'm coming to save you!"
Nightfall, Oakfang's sister bounded over to the other side of the rocks and started to approach the kit from the other side.
"I got your back, sis!" She meowed.
The kit continued to cry and squirmed on the rock, sending tiny pebbles to the ground.
"Don't move, little kit! I'm almost there!" Oakfang crounched on the rock, slowly and steadily moving towards the kit. She opened her mouth to grab the kit in her jaws when-
"WOAH!" She stumbled, and started to fall. She hissed in fear, grabbing onto ledges as she fell.
Then she blacked out.

"Ow.. Ow ow ow ow..." She muttered, waking. She was alive! But felt terrible pain in her hind leg. She decided to sit up, but fell. Her leg was twisted in a way that made it look like it was fake.
"Oakfang!" Moonstar rushed to her kit and brushed her muzzle against hers. "I'm so glad you're okay."
Blackleaf, the medicine cat stepped towards her.
"I don't think you'll be able to walk the same way again, Oakfang, I'm sorry."
"Nevermind that!" Oakfang snapped. "Where's the kit I was trying to save?
"Dart? He's in the nursery, safe." Blackleaf meowed.
"Good. Good. Wait-- what's his name?"
"Dart."
"... That's a strange name..."
"Indeed. But he's okay now."

Dart turned out to be not a cat, but a dog.