Ok I fibbed, her grandparents are Longtail and Mousefur.
I decided that this was the perfect group to bring back my baby, Earthfang.
She was my first warriors oc ever, the center of my attention for a long time.
Personality: Earthfang is kind at heart, soft and quiet. Though beware, when angered or in battle she is one of the fiercest fighters in the clans. A blessing, battle is in her blood. The she-cat is young and soft normally, making mistakes as much as any other cat her age would. Earthfang is very motherly and protective, she likes to take care of other's kits. Often she will train with other warriors and try to make herself stronger, to show her parents that she would never give up.
Backstory: The young she-cat was born to a relatively normal family, living a normal life. She was different though, not really hoping to be leader, just to be needed. Being leader was a little intimidating to her. This didn't mean that she wouldn't strive for greatness, to be a wonderful warrior. She trained aggressively everyday to prove herself. Being the only granddaughter of Mousefur and Longtail was a blessing yet put a lot of pressure on her. Longtail was Firestar's rival at first, he used to tell her how they fought. As her grandfather aged he got along with the leader, becoming one of the most loyal Thunderclan cats ever. Mousefur was also a wonderful warrior. Earthfang's birth was really an accident, her parents were old. Longtail not blinded yet but would soon would, then becoming an elder. With both parents being old she felt out of place, always visiting the elder's den to see her own parents. They raised her to be strong and loyal, dying for the clan was not out of the question. Longtail taught her strength and harshness while Mousefur taught her kindness and love. Not many cats were so lucky as to have such balanced parents. Unfortunately her parents died a few moons ago, causing her world to instantly shrink. Everything was scary now, no longer did she have the protection of her parents. No direct family either.
Strangely the she-cat fell for a rogue named Crowley, he was charming and witty to the core. Over time Thunderclan began to treat her worse and worse, causing her to become closer with Crowley. After many moons of being with him she one day couldn't find him, waiting a while she sadly assumed he was dead. Only to find out that she was with child, he had gotten her pregnant and died. Terror for the kit filled her heart, he wouldn't have a good life in Thunderclan.
One day, running from Thunderclan, she ran into a dark tom along the way. Crying and afraid she stayed and talked with him for the entire night. A spark had lit between them and the tradition of meeting up continued between Coalgaze and Earthfang. Once her child, Crowkit, was born the Windclan tom continued to support and help raise him. Things began to get worse and worse in Thunderclan which caused them to move to Windclan. Feeling safe they raised their little dysfunctional family together.
All was peaceful until Tigersun of Riverclan attacked Crowkit and Earthfang, causing a new tear between the clans.
"I..I love Coalgaze. It took me a long time to recover from Crowley but I can truly say I love this tom. He will be the last tom I ever love, I will be alone for the rest of my days if anything were ever to happen to my love. I think about him constantly and adore the way he treats Crowpaw like his own. That little boy sure does love him just like I do. I look forward to spending the rest of my days with him."Coalgaze
"This tom has helped me so much...he is kind to me and makes me think of Crowley but in a good way. I really respect him and hope he will still be friends with me. I want to get to know him better, knowing things about others is comforting. It makes me think, hey if something thinks the same way I do then maybe I'm not so alone in this world afterall."
"I love Ferretwhisker, she is like the sister I never had. She is so considerate and I don't know if I would still be alive without her. In my darkest times she was there to pick me up and dust me off. I have made her the Godmother of my kits, she is the only cat I trust with them."
"Starclan WHY?! Why would you take the only one to love me away? Haven't you punished me enough? And not only are you hurting me but our kits! I am expecting Crowley's children and he's dead! I loved him with all my heart! He was so fun and loving...I waited alone for so long to find him and then you rip him from my paws. The only reason I'm still here is to carry on his legacy through his kits. They will live on for him, he will survive through them. God how I miss you darling.."Crowley
"I..I know it's probably wrong but...I am feeling strange things for this tom. He is wonderful and sweet...I can be myself around him and he drives me crazy. He's so kind and funny, it's no wonder that I feel like this. Not to mention that when he took me into his twolegs house there was a thing called a...uh oh that's right a television. He turned it on and these twolegs were kissing...then Crowley looked at me and kissed me! It was amazing! I've never felt anything like it...I will always be there for Crowley whether he loves me or not. I will always have these feelings for him.
"I can't believe it...he told me he loves me. We've only just met but I..I love him too! He is wonderful, I can't believe he likes me! I blush everytime I think about him. I don't feel close to Thunderclan anymore. He is my only escape, and what a good one he is. The only reason i'm staying in the clan is because of my father. He worked so hard for the clan that it would be stupid of me to leave. So I spend the night with Crowley and then hunt for the clan...not like anybody notices me anyway. Oh well, I have my little Crow now. He calls me Fang *blushes* and kitten. I can't believe this is how love feels."
Earthfang stalked out of Thunderclan camp, too much talk and too little action. Slowly she lifted her head and smelled the soft wind, wonderful scents of prey lingered on it. A smile crossed her maw and her claws flexed in anticipation. There! A rabbit was around a nearby tree and she knew she could catch it. Lifting her rump into the air she recited all of her rules for hunting. Then in a flash she was on the rabbit and snapped it's neck, blood trickling onto her tongue. The younshe-cat had a hard time not devouring the rabbit right there. So before she did the brown and caramel she-cat trotted back to camp and layed it on the fresh-kill pile.