A petite tuxedo she-cat, Buglepaw has always been considered runty. She had an unfortunate start to her life and that seemed to impact her growth, as she never did catch up with her peers in that aspect. Though, her small size has never slowed her down, if anything it has filled her with more determination and drive.

Buglepaw is slender and considers herself perfectly suited to the tunnelling lifestyle, she's small enough to squeeze into tight spaces and fast on her feet. 

It surprised the entire clan when Heathernose announced that she'd be moving into the nursery, expecting her first litter. There was no mate in her life, no one she'd grown explicitly close with in recent moons, and at fifteen moons, she was barely a warrior.

Still, they were quick to congratulate her on the imminent arrival of fresh blood to the clan. New kits were always an exciting prospect, and Heathernose had always been well liked in the clan. She was kind and nurturing, always the first to offer to do the chores that no one else wanted. She could often be found in the elders den, listening to their stories and helping to pick ticks from their fur, even after she'd earned her warrior name.

These kits would be doted upon by those that had the privilege of knowing their mother.

TW: Death relating to childbirth

It was late one night when Heathernose went into labour. The medicine cat came to help her through her first kitting, but when the sun rose in the morning and still, no kits had made an appearance, it was clear that something was wrong.

By now, many of her clanmates had gathered outside the nursery to lend their support for the young queen. She was exhausted, and frustrated that her body would not do the one thing it was designed to do.

Finally, she birthed a son. His pelt was white as snow, and he was silent. Starclan had guided him to their hunting grounds, where he would never go hungry, or cold.

It was the size of this first kit, that had set this family up for failure. He was too big, so big that it was a struggle to bring him into this world.

Heathernose then birthed a daughter. She too made no sound.

Then miraculously, a third kit was born. She was tiny, but she had a warriors spirit. The sound of her cries were cause for great relief from the clan after the tragedy that this had become.

Heathernose would never know her daughter. As her strength waned, she never recovered from the ordeal that her body had been subjected to. Infection took her life less than one moon later.


The little she-kit had survived against all odds, and was named Buglekit by one of the queens who was tasked with raising her. It was a joint effort, split between all queens who had ample milk to offer, they all wanted to see this kit thrive in the face of adversity.

And thrive, she did. Buglekit was small, but she was fierce. Almost from the moment she could walk, she was bouncing off the walls of the nursery. Chasing after the older kits and insisting they take her along on their adventures. It didn't occur to her, that she might be considered a nuisance.

Buglekit really would've struggled in that nursery, she was always well looked after but sometimes it was difficult watching the other kits with their mothers and siblings. But Buglekit did have someone...

Snailkit. The tortoiseshell kitten also lost her mother when she was born, something the pair bond over, and when Snailkit talks about her dad, she gushes over what a brilliant tunneler he is. Buglekit can barely contain her excitement at this revelation and demands to know more about these mysterious tunnels. How exciting it must be to venture beneath the ground and explore tunnels which their ancestors first excavated.

"Was my mama a tunneler?" she asked an older queen one day. No, was her response. Her mother was a warrior. She was young, but she'd shown real potential...

She'd been disappointed by that response, then her face alighted once more "was my papa a tunneler?" she was so young that she didn't notice the uncomfortable look that appeared upon the queens face - but then yes, she told her that her father had been a great tunneler, one of the most talented within their clan.

That cemented it in Buglekit's mind. She was going to be a tunneler!

At six moons, Buglekit finally became a paw! Buglepaw, she couldn't believe it. But still, despite pleading her new mentor to show her the tunnels, her request was denied. She was too young, it was too dangerous - things she'd been hearing her entire life, still restraining her despite having left the nursery. It wasn't fair.

It was just over a moon into her training when she first had the opportunity to explore the tunnels. It was a vital part of all apprentices training, and she eagerly touched noses with the tunneler who was in charge of taking her beneath ground, assuring Gorseleap that they'd have her back in one piece.

Buglepaw loved it. She'd heard some older apprentices talking about how scary the tunnels were, how they felt claustrophobic with the walls so close together, but Buglepaw had never felt so invigorated than when she was in the tunnels.

A few moons into her training and she finally received the invitation to continue her tunneler training, she just wishes Snailpaw would join her - though her mentor doesn't seem willing to let her go near the tunnels at all!

Pre-Plotting: Plotted out some wholesome friendship vibes between Boog and several other Prairieclan apprentices, gonna be a cute lil squad of misfits. Buglepaw also aligns most with the Peony role in Prairieclan, she doesn't believe war between the clans is productive, especially seeing the pain that losing those close to you can cause.

Family: Buglepaw doesn't have any living relatives that she's aware about. She never has had family of her own, so doesn't really know what it feels like to have that connection. She leans more on her friends.
Friends: Buglepaw is a ride or die kind of friend, she loves with her entire heart and when she has chosen you as one of her 'people', then you'll never be permitted to leave. Buglepaw already has a small group of close friends who she considers her chosen family - but there's always room for more.
Romance: Buglepaw has not given much thought to romantic love, but she imagines she'll recognize it when she feels it for the first time.
Rivals: Buglepaw is an avid supporter of the tunnels, she has wanted to be a tunneler since she was a kit and couldn't imagine not being able to do the job that she loves, so anyone who is campaigning for the clan to cease tunneling would fit into this category. Anyone who attempts to harm or upset her friends also would fit here. Buglepaw is a generally friendly she-cat, but she's spirited, so there is plenty of opportunity for her to develop rivalries with clanmates.