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Villager: Froststar

“Those who have true power share it, while those who hunger power abuse it.”

She only wanted power. She just wanted to be the leader of the Pack, that was all. Little Frost was the youngest of the litter, the sole daughter of Argus and Snowfoot behind their three sons. Winston, the firstborn pup, was soon destined to be the nest leader behind his father. Only he, Argus and his mother knew, his younger siblings were to never find out. It wasn’t long until poor little Pine died moments after birth and Bone died of fatal sickness that had swept the Pack. With one left, it was Winston and Frost against the world, and they shared a truly strong bond. The two pups were inseparable, unaware the great barrier between them.
For moons Winston trained to be next leader behind the newly named Frostpaw’s back. When moons started to change to years, the siblings grew apart. Winston was solely independent and was strict on training to be next leader, while young Frostpaw trained hard to become the best soldier the Pack had ever seen-and to impress her father. It didn’t take her long to realize her father spent more time with her brother, which struck her as odd. She grew desperate for her father’s attention, to no avail. Years after countless efforts for her father’s attention to shift to her, her dreams of all she longed for were crushed. Winston and newly-named Frostheart sat at Argus’s ailing side, watching him slip away. Before he left their sides he appointed Winston as new leader of the Pack, enraging Frostheart. Feeling rejected, hurt and angry, she finally snapped, attacking her brother. It wasn’t too long until her efforts to kill him became routine in the Pack, when she was finally exiled by her own brother.
For moons she wandered alone, with no one by her side. Sooner or later, Dapplestar, leader of the cougar clan MorningClan, found the hostile but lost wolf and took her in. It was then Frostheart had established a plan, taking cougars of MorningClan in as her followers. Frostheart finally gave birth to her small litter sired by the MorningClan deputy Snaketail in the midst of a harsh storm. There was Amber, a feisty she-cub;Dakota, her docile wolf sister; and Mheetu, their youngest wolf brother. Just moments after birth Mheetu went missing, washed away by the rising waters of the storm. Distraught, she took her daughters back to her cougar followers and continued her plan to conquest. Just as she wanted when she was young, she finally rose to power as the leader of her very own Pack- the Pack of Blistering Rains. Made entirely of rouge wolves and cougars turning their backs to the home Clan, Froststar, with all seven lives fresh and new, plotted attacks against the home Pack, each targeted to kill Winston. With each one she failed, but stripping a life from her brother every other time. No matter how old she got, no matter how many times her ambushes failed, she was determined to claim what was hers-ultimate power.
But her reign came to an end that stormy night, both Packs locked tightly in a battle. Most of their soldiers had retreated, leaving Froststar and Winston fighting at the edge of the cliff. Grabbing his scruff, Froststar flung her now frail brother over the cliff into the rushing river below, where he drowned amongst the currents. Froststar had finally claimed his Pack, but before being official, she was engaged in a battle to the death against Brownheart, Winston’s son. Just before she could take him over and take over the packs, each one of her last three lives were brutally torn away. A single wound to the stomach turned fatal, after Brownheart’s long claws pierced her stomach tearing upwards into her throat. Froststar, bleeding out on the cliff had her physical reign crushed, but did not stop her from haunting her ancestors. She watched as her daughter Amber climb through the ranks of Amberpaw, Amberheart to Amberstar and take control of her Pack. Though Amberstar was a sensible and solemn leader to the ruthless Pack, she wavered as the rivalry between the Packs continue to flare. Froststar spared her daughter, allowing her to rule as she wished with no intervention. Yet when a simple pup, born wriggling and fighting as he entered the world intrigued her intentions. There, Froststar finally settled upon her new grandson to help lead her former Pack to the victory she had been longing.