Name: Coconutpaw
    Coconut-: For the white on her fur
    -paw: For her status as apprentice
Sex: Female
Age: 10 moons
Sexuality: Unknown
Rank: Apprentice
Role: Cursed
Adopt Thread: Plotted with @/admin, @/jinxy, @/fennec

Base Coat Color: Blue
Markings: Tabby | White covers the majority of her coat
Eye Color: Light green
Body Size and Build: Average | Wiry
Fur Length and Texture: Short | Thick
Additional Physical Traits: RBF | Large ears
Health and Scars: Coconutpaw is very sickly, as a result of her not being able to develop and grow healthily due to growing up as a loner. She also has scars littered through her body from encounters with wild animals, but they are hidden well beneath her thick fur.
Faceclaim: Sully

Positive Traits: Alert | Brave | Hardworking | Independent
Neutral Traits: Determined | Progressive | Stubborn | Outspoken
Negative Traits: Abrasive | Blunt | Reactionary | Impulsive

Loves: Her adoptive mother | Kits
Likes: The color green | Birds
Dislikes: 'Walkers | Her siblings, whoever they are
Hates: Her birth parents
Fears: Encountering her birth family
Secrets: mwahaha
Dreams: Changing things for the Cursed

Strengths: Defense | Hearing | Jumping | Climbing
Normals: Eyesight | Speed | Swimming | Hunting
Weaknesses: Attack | Smelling | Flexibility | Stealth

    Perhaps something that a DuneClanner will never be able to prepare and steel themselves for is the possibility of having a Cursed child. Coconutpaw's mother had certainly never even thought of how she could one day be the mother of a Cursed kit. She had only been out for a few moments, and while out of DuneClan's camp, she had began to give birth. She somehow made it through by herself, even if she cried out in pain loud enough to attract the attention of a cat who had been hunting nearby. Upon realizing one of the kits she gave birth to was more white than any other color, Coconutpaw's mother panicked. She couldn't bear the idea of the Clan knowing, so she did the only thing that she could think of: she left the kit behind, expecting it to not survive.

    Had the loner not been there, perhaps the tiny kit would've died. But perhaps the Gods had different plans for that kit. The loner approached the tiny child, and decided to bring it back to the group of ex-DuneClanners that they lived with, all Cursed cats. The kit was given to a she-cat who had recently given birth, and given the name Coconutkit. Coconutkit was raised with DuneClan's religion and traditions, save for the superstitions of the Cursed, of course. When she grew to the appropriate age, Coconutpaw was told of her real mother, and of the Clan who would not accept her. As Coconutpaw heard more and more about this, she grew more enraged about how cats like her were treated. Eventually, Coconutpaw made the decision to go to DuneClan. While her adoptive family warned her against it, Coconutpaw would not listen to reason. Within a few days, Coconutpaw made the journey to DuneClan, and has now been living with the DuneClanners for two moons. As Coconutpaw spends more and more time in DuneClan, she finds it harder to keep her mouth shut and not do anything as she witnesses how the Cursed are treated. One day, Coconutpaw may just snap and fight back.

No, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teeth