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"Listen. I've learned that the world can be wicked and cruel and hurtful towards a soul, even if there's no real reason y'. But that doesn't mean that you, boy, get to act cruel and hurtful aswell. That is no excuse, so don't treat it like one."


Name: Owltumble

Username: Madmad1022

Age: 68 Moons

Sex: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Status: Active and Alive!

Previous Names: Owlkit, Owlpaw, Owlstar

Affiliation: N/A

Ranking: Old Man

Past Rankings: Kit, Apprentice, Warrior, Elite, Deputy, Leader

Species: Felis Catus

Mentor: None



  • To Summarize: Owltumble is a small, lithe tom-cat with a chocolate-brown pelt and white markings along his body. He is a wounded tom, missing one ear and one eye. He is blind in his remaining eye and has an 'X' scar plastered on his chest.

Breed: York Choclate (58%), Aegean Cat (42%).

Build Description: Owltumble is a small, lithe tom bulit for speed and stealh over head-on combat and offensive attacks. He is best at defense in battles. His build includes long, slender legs and small dainty paws. He has a rather big eye and large ears often pinned behind his skull.

Fur Description: The thing that keeps Owl looking not nearly as small as he is is his long fur. His fur is long and drapes over his frame like a cloak. His fur even looks dense at times. He often has is puffed out in his weakest areas such as his face, stomach and tail. He also has his back fur raised more often than not due to his anxious personality (See: Personality).

Pelt Description: Owltumble has a chocolate-brown color for his overcoat and undercoat, and several of his markings are white. His ears, muzzle, legs, and stripes are all white. He looks like a tabby, but isn't and classifies as a false tabby. He has one pale, PALE brown eye and a deep brown nose.

Owltumbles main scars include the following;

  • He is missing his right eye, and has light scars surrounding it.

  • His left ear is ripped off in a messy fashion, though no extra scars are near it. 
  • He has a lightly scratched 'X' scar right on the center of his chest.
  • He has a large, slick scar going across his remaining blind eye.


To Summarize: Owltumble is an anxious, quiet tom who doesn't tend to talk and often feels like a burden on others. He can be a bit emotional, as his emotions tend to pop at random. He spends most of his time in the camp of whatever clan he's in, near rivers or in quiet areas of the place he's 'stuck' in, whether that be the clans camp or the edge of a pine forest.

His positive traits include his politeness, selflessness, and his protectiveness over loved ones. He doesn't show many of these traits though, due to being in a place where he barely knows anybody. He is a very embathetic cat, easily able to take in emotions from others emotional raders. He usually doesn't support them in these situations, and more often than not will just ignore them as best as possible.

He also has a handful of neutral-ish traits, such as his quietness and his forgivinvg nature. He can be quiet when it's most or least conveniet. Sometimes he'll stay silent during meetings when being outspoken can assist one, or he'll be quiet during times when cats need him to be. He can also be overforgiving with his forgiving nature, handing out second chances like they're just nothing.

Like everyone, though, he is not perfect. He is an anxious, awkward and over-the-top tom who takes things to seriously. He suffers from G.A.D, or Generalized Anxiety Disorder, making him prone to panic attacks and anxiety. He is also very emotional, spilling out emotions like an overflowing sink when pushed too far. He has a hard time talking to cats with this mix of unstable traits. 

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"I-I started out being born to Littleheart and Petalheart, two MistClan felines in the beginning of Green-Leaf. I was born into a litter of four kittens, with my brother Frostkit and my sisters Wispkit and Cloverkit. I was said to be the quietest of the litter, having my 'anxiety' at a young age and being a... fearful kit? O-Oh, also, developed my fear of clouds at the time and still have it to this day. I mean, why would you NOT be afraid of those things? Jesus..."

"At a young age, I always wanted the praise of my father. I was always attached to Littleheart, and would brag to my 'friends' about how cool and awesome he was! Littleheart would come in often and talk to my about everything that happened that day. It all seemed to interesting to me, and it ALWAYS will be! Haha.. Ha.."

"However, one sunny afternoon, I woke up from a nap to commotion all around camp. I ran off, trying to find my family to ask what was going on, but I couldn't find anyone. All the kits we're being kept in the nursery. Later on, Woollyfur came in and allowed my to visit h-him. I-I was informed by L-L-Littleheart and P-Petalheart that pa' was p-p-paralyzed in his hindquarters, making him unable t-to hunt-t, w-w-w-walk, f-fight, or do a-anything- w-why am I c-crying...?"

"O-Over the next moon or so, my relationship with my father began to... strain? H-He visited the nursery less and less, and before I knew it, Littleheart never came by. I was, believe it or not, always permitted to visit and came by the Medicine Den frequently to check up on pa'. However, L-Littleheart began to request I-I-I stopped coming. So I did, to please him. Once Littleheart healed well enough to start going out of the den and eventually, camp, I would always run up to him after every patrol, excited to hear the news about the patrol. J-Just like I did before Littleheart was injured. P-P-Pa', though?

H-He never reponded. Not once."

"As days and days went by, I-I began to become worried. Things changed completely though one singular evening, when father came back to camp covered in dirt and b-blood. I-I was freaking out over this, but pa' ignored me and crawled to the medics den. I-I was at the brink of tears when the warm-hearted vixen, Quietvoice, came up to him and offered to bring me up to the medic's den to hear on what was going on in the den. Soon after, though, this... this apprentice Stormpaw stopped us. I was at my edge, and ran off into my favorite napping grasses to sob.

...That's when he met him."

"I-I don't know what it was, but I k-kinda had this, I-I guess, sense of sorts? I could just sense he was there, and somebody was towering above me. His eyes were dull and empty, almost like black balls of hypnotizing energy. I don't know what it was, but it was just one of those... feelings? I don't know. I looked up at him, and felt his eyes seeping into mine. He stretched his paw out to me and helped me up, and introduced himself as Hawkfeather. He told m-me he'd been watching over me for awhile and noticed I needed his help. Right where the manipulation began."

"He offered me something then, and right then. He said that he knew a way to make Littleheart proud of me. I instantly asked how, and he said, in quote, 'When you're an apprentice, what I need from you is to let me train you under the cover of night, while the other cats sleep. They won't be suspicious, don't worry. You'll be asleep too. Infact, you'll train in your dreams. Hows that sound? Plus, you'll finally have a way for Littleheart to notice you exist.'

...I was very stupid as a kitten."


"As I aged, things changed for us all. I began to grow a bit more quiet than I already was. My only friends at the time were Brackenpaw, Wisppaw and Willowpaw. None of the apprentices were mean, no, but they kinda seemed... weirded out by me? I don't know. A-Anyways..."

"By day, I was training with Everestpeak- my mentor. I learned the basics that cats in MistClan had to know. Hunting under the dew, deep in the forests. Hiding under bushes before jumping out at the right moment under the mist covering the forest floor. W-We we're named MistClan for a good reason."

"But by night- I was training in my dreams with Hawkfeather. To this day, I don not know why he chose me to train or why he even trained anyone. Then again, does he even NEED a reason why he does anything? I would wake up every morning with a fresh wound- usually in my side or ear. Hawkfeather always aimed blows at those places the most. You may wonder why nobody got suspicious? The days they did, I blamed it on thorns in my nest. I even kept spare thorns behind my nest encase that happened. If not, I'd show them off as some kind of medal. Usually to Littleheart, who never noticed or pretended not to."

"But things got the worse one day. E-Everytime I look down at my chest, I see it. IT's there, right smack on my chest."

"One day, after countless failed attempts at using normal training wounds to get pa' to notice me, I realized something; 'Hey! Littleheart has this SUPER impressive 'X' scar on his chest! Maybe if I had a chest scar like that, he'd notice and start paying attention to me! :DDD'."


"I went to the edge of camp, right where Petalheart and Littleheart were talking among themselves. Building up all the courage I could muster, I etched a painful 'X' into my chest. Smack on the center, too. I-I hate to say this, but I'm almost impressed with how clean 'paw me did the cut."

"Wanna guess what happened next? Eeeeup. Didn't care for my 'X' scar. The wound only left a light scar, but still it LEFT one. Hawkfeather called me an idiot for doing it during our 'training'.

Conveniently, that was the last day he trained me. He stopped showing up in my dreams after that. Even when he returned, he never said why."


"When I first was a warrior, Oakstar gave me my name of Owltumble. I had actually prayed I'd get the name Owlsong, but whatever god there is had other plans, I suppose. A-Ah well? Wispstorm and Cloverfern became warriors before me, as Frostpaw was found dead at the thunderpath. He snuck off to get away from the stress after a badger attack, and he kinda just... was found there. He was presumed to be killed by a monster driving by, considering he was blind and all that."

"I knew, though."

"Whatever killed him... was far worse than what even a monster could do."

"Soon after I graduated, I managed to do something quite impressive for a tiny, little to no self-esteem holding tom- I confessed my feelings towards someone. S-Skyfeather. Ya' know what she said?"


"S-She agreed to be my mate. It was an amazing day for me, though part of me wishes I could redo it, see what I did wrong and fix it all."

"One day, we we're all called up to the highrock for a meeting. I always enjoyed clan meetings, as they gave me a chance to notice things about other cats. This particular meeting, Sheepcoat, a tom in our clan, was acting... off. He wasn't next to his mate Nettlefern, who we usually stayed by thick and thin. Nettlefern seemed uncomfortable by the situation. It was odd. Anyways, in that meeting, Oakstar announced some... troubling news. He announced he's be demoting the deputy Timbertail to the rank of Co-Deputy, for multiple reasons. Why was this bad? Well, Lionfang was becoming Deputy instead, and it was rumored that Lionfang started false rumors about Timbertail and manipulated Oakstar to give him the rank. Also, all the reasons were completely unfair and invalid. Timbertail and many others such as Quietvoice, Nettlefern, Petalheart, Littleheart and I all argued against it, but were shut down."

"As moons went by, my father became... odd. In fact, everyone was becoming odd. Everyone passed his oddness off as grief for his ma', who died recently due to twoleg poison in some prey near the beach."

"Days and days went by. Still, there was no sign of what my father used to be left in him. He was a shell of his former self. A shell built on depression and mistakes, on pessimism and hatred. Something I pray change one day. He spent days sitting. Staring. Just being unmoving as he stared at the highrock."

"What was his personality like? Well... I'll try to use some kinda' metaphor. Everyone was usin' those in LakeClan! He was kinda.. Oh! He was a broken birch branch grafted onto a redwood tree. 'Adopted', in a sense. Not because his parents opted for a different destiny, but because they all weren't around to see him bloom. He only had himself, until he met my ma' and her family, I heard from him once. 'He was only 3 moons old when he because a mixed drink of one part left alone, and two parts tragedy. That may have something to do with his situation."

"When he was my pa', he was like a branch with a fire lit from both ends. He could describe in full detail the way the wind told him the sky would bend before it was about to fall, and despite his family and loved ones around him who all called him an inspiration, he remained a c-conversation piece between everyone who didn't understand what he was going through. Sometimes being ill has less to do with physical health. and more to do with emotional pain."

"He was sitting in front of the highrock. Staring. The snow and wind was blowing around me as I walked up to him. I sat down next to him, and tried to talk him out of his insanity. H-How idiotic, I was."

"I told him about how everyone loves him. He asked 'How would you know?'. I just told him 'I know, because love you, Littleheart'. He just laughed sorrowfully."

"Just then, a small kitten by the name of Sparrowkit ran out towards us. A small she-kit, she was. She wanted to play with Littleheart. He said no, but she continued. Persisted. He started ignoring her, in hopes she would go play with someon' more kind-hearted. Nooope. Instead, she clambered up onto the lowest rock of the highrock and onto his head. Kept clawing at his ears and face. He grew irritated. After a few minutes of me telling her to get down, her refusing, so on and so forth, Littleheart grabbed the kitten with his claw, clammed her against the highrock, and padded off as he threw the kitten onto the snow. She was bleeding, and I had to carry her to the Medicine Den. She tried to blame Littleheart, and I defended him! He ended up getting away Scott-free! Finally, a good decision Oakstar made. Hm."

"Despite Oakstar saying that Littleheart was in the clear for attacking Sparrowkit, the clan clearing didn't get the memo. They all were giving him dirty looks, whispering. Even Wispstorm said that Littlehearts actions were wrong. Skyfeather was giving not just him, but ME dirty looks. Why? Lord knows. The queens kept their kits far, farrr away from the tom. It makes me sick. I don't know if Littleheart noticed or not, but he just kept starin' and starin'. I kept trying to support him nonetheless."

"That's when it happened. Maybe whatever god exists in this world wanted to speak with him?"

"I was in the clearing when it happened. I was sitting under my favorite tree in the snow. The leaves were gone, but the large trunk protected me from the cold. Thankfully, it wasn't snowin'- but snow was all over the camp. Littleheart was at the highrock, starin' like usual."





Family Tree Here

Bullet Guide

Bulletpink.gif //Slight Crush

Bulletpink.gifBulletpink.gif //Crush

Bulletpink.gifBulletpink.gifBulletpink.gif //Love


Bulletred.gif //Trust

Bulletred.gifBulletred.gif //Envy

Bulletred.gifBulletred.gifBulletred.gif //Regret


Bulletorange.gif //Like

Bulletorange.gifBulletorange.gif //Respect

Bulletorange.gifBulletorange.gifBulletorange.gif //Idolize


Bulletyellow.gif //Slight curiosity

Bulletyellow.gifBulletyellow.gif //Major curiosity

Bulletyellow.gifBulletyellow.gifBulletyellow.gif //Interested


Yellowgreenbullet.png //Shy

Yellowgreenbullet.pngYellowgreenbullet.png //Nervous

Yellowgreenbullet.pngYellowgreenbullet.pngYellowgreenbullet.png //Discomfort


Bulletgreen.gif //Acquaintance

Bulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gif //Friend

Bulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gif //Close friend


Turquoisebullet.png //Unease

Turquoisebullet.pngTurquoisebullet.png //Disgust

Turquoisebullet.pngTurquoisebullet.pngTurquoisebullet.png //Aversion


Bulletblue.gif //Wants to get to know

Bulletblue.gifBulletblue.gif //Misses

Bulletblue.gifBulletblue.gifBulletblue.gif //Can't bear without


Bulletwhite.gif //Slightly suspicious

BulletwhiteBulletwhite.gif //Very suspicious

Bulletwhite.gifBulletwhite.gifBulletwhite.gif //Distrusts


Bulletblack.gif //Annoyed by

Bulletblack.gifBulletblack.gif //Dislike

Bulletblack.gifBulletblack.gifBulletblack.gif //Hate


Dead-0.png //Dead

Question-0.png //Missing/Status Unknown

Rose.gif //Family

Heart-1.gif //Mate

Roseblack.gif //Fling/Ex-Mate


Format: Name// Wiki Username//Relationship//Relation, based on dots system

"Thoughts from Owls perspective"


Littleheart//LittleTheGrump//Father//Rose.gif Dead-0.png Bulletblue.gifBulletblue.gifBulletblue.gif Bulletorange.gifBulletorange.gifBulletorange.gif

"Aw jeeze, where do I begin? He was always so talented, always had my back... he would come into the nursery at times and tell us stories! Heh. Man oh man, do I miss the guy."

Petalheart//CherryBlxssxms//Mother//Rose.gif Dead-0.png Bulletblue.gifBulletblue.gif Bulletorange.gif

"Ma' was alright. She always seemed to favor Clover' and Wispstorm more than me, but she wasn't ever a bad mother. Her death effected Littleheart badly, so it's tragic either way."

Wispstorm//Jaybomb//Sister//Rose.gif Question-0.png Bulletblue.gifBulletblue.gif Bulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gif Bulletred.gifBulletred.gifBulletred.gif

"Wisp' was one of my only friends growin' up. When Frost died, she was there to support me. Wonder where she is now?"

Frostpaw//???//Brother//Rose.gif Dead-0.png Bulletblue.gif Bulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gif Bulletred.gif

"He deserved to live longer, he was only an apprentice. I sometimes wonder- maybe, just maybe, he would've lived if I had done something differently. H-Huh."

Cloverfern//StarScavenger//Sister//Rose.gif Dead-0.png Bulletgreen.gif Bulletorange.gifBulletorange.gif Bulletblue.gif

"Wish I could've gotten to know her better. We were a litter of four, but we usually didn't all connect. I had Wisp and Frost. Clover had Wisp and Frost aswell. We only worked as a 'team' when Frost ran off before he died, and the three of us went to find him. Hm."

Blizzardstar//Tikiapple//Great Uncle// Rose.gif Dead-0.png Bulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gif Bulletorange.gifBulletorange.gif Bulletred.gif

"Great guy. He may aswell have been my mentor for all I care. I served under him as deputy, and regret none of it. He was a strong and taleted leader, before he... uhm, n-nevermind.."

Littlekit//Wolfloverr2771//Son//Question-0.png Rose.gif Bulletblue.gifBulletblue.gifBulletblue.gif Bulletyellow.gifBulletyellow.gif Bulletred.gifBulletred.gif

"Look at my son! Pride is not the word i'm looking for- there is so much more inside me now. Named after a true here, huh?"

Lilackit//LovemylittlepetsAJ//Daughter//Question-0.png Rose.gif Bulletblue.gif Bulletyellow.gif

"You look so much like your mother, Lilackit. Everytime I saw you, I saw Winter. You had her eyes, her fur, her smile. It sometimes even felt like you were a miniture Wispstorm."

Seafoam//madmad1022//Daughter//Question-0.png Rose.gif Bulletyellow.gifBulletyellow.gif Bulletblue.gif

"I wish I could've gotten to know you, my child. I begged Littledream to stay when I learned she was having a litter. I'm sorry.."


Format: Name// Wiki Username//Relationship//Relation, based on dots system

"Thoughts from Owls perspective"


Darkwish//LittleTheGrump//Enemy?//Question-0.png Bulletblack.gifBulletblack.gif Bulletwhite.gifBulletwhite.gifBulletwhite.gif Turquoisebullet.pngTurquoisebullet.png 

"Darkwish is a ignorant, self-absorbed brat who doesn't know anything about anything nice or respectful! He hated on Littleheart when he died and never even apologized for it, continuing to harass and torment me as he grew. Then, now, THEN he tired to become deputy on MistClan, obviously failed, and left with me, Nettle, Timber, and Blossom when we left MistClan and joined BlossomClan with me before leaving for who knows where! Hope he burns in hell."

Runningwinter//Runningwinter//Ex-Mate//Question-0.png Roseblack.gif Bulletblue.gifBulletblue.gifBulletblue.gif Bulletpink.gifBulletpink.gifBulletpink.gif Bulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gif

"I love Runningwinter. She could be said to be my Ex-Mate, but she's still my mate to me. She kept me SANE in BlossomClan as Owlstar. She was my drug to keep me happy. I want her back. I want to find my mate. I will never find anyone as amazing as she was."

Skyfeather//Windybreezes//Ex-Mate//Question-0.png Roseblack.gif Turquoisebullet.png Bulletgreen.gif Yellowgreenbullet.pngYellowgreenbullet.png

"I always felt betrayed by her, ya' know? We were best friends growin' up, but when she became a warrior, she seemed... uncomfortable by me. She completely ditched me when I was at my alltime low. I-I don't know anymore..."

Cochinwing//DoodleSketcher//Friend//Question-0.png Bulletorange.gif  Bulletblue.gifBulletblue.gif Bulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gif

"Good guy. We ran against eachother for deputy placement in BlossomClan, and even after we remained friends. I taught him about leadership and the clans history, considering I saw most of it and had a direct source for the rest. Hope he's doin' great, whatever group or heaven he's in now."

Olivestep//n0p3 its too long//Friend//Bulletblue.gifBulletblue.gif Bulletgreen.gifBulletgreen.gif Bulletorange.gifBulletorange.gif Bulletyellow.gif

"I recall Quietvoice saying everyone needed a vent partner to vent ones problems to. Olive was my vent partner. She's listen to everything and would help me with everything I needed help with. Great deputy, and hopefully an even better leader!"

Love Life


"What is love? Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more."

Status: Single
Mate: N/A
Ex-Mates: Skyfeather & Runningwinter
Experience: v3ry 3xp3r13nc3d

While Owltumble doesn't currently have a mate, he classifies himself personally as being taken by his 'Ex-Mate' Runningwinter. He refuses to take on another mate until he finds and reconnects with his love of his life Runningwinter (See: Relations- Other).

Eye Candy

Mental Traits: Cats who remind him of himself. Quiet, introverted cats. He finds it easier to relate and connect with them, and sometimes having a quiet cat around can make it easier for him to be louder, getting what he needs to get done done.

Physical Traits: Grey and White pelt colors, with patterns including speckles, dots, and patches. He also likes cats who have colorpoints of some type. Blue, Silver and Green eyes.

Turn Offs

Mental Traits: Any cats who are overly-confident or rude. Owltumble cannot connect well with overly outgoing and extroverted cats, and cats who try a little to push him out of his comfort zone. He hates that. Absolutely hates it.

Physical Traits: Gingers and Calicos. He hates Gingers more than anything else. Most tabby markings turn him off. He dislikes Gingers by default, due to the clan he grew up in. Brown and amber eyes turn him off, ironically.



  • Owltumble was born in the beginning of Summer as Owlkit in MistClan (2017)
  • There are only a few facts from Owltumbles history changed in the backstory (See: History)- for the most part, they're all factually correct.
  • Owltumble has one themesong without a soundcloud- mainly because a soundcloud for it does not exist. This themesong is A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers.



True Facts About The Owl

True Facts About The Owl