[glow=blue,2,300][size=36pt][shadow=blue,left]Finaljoy[/shadow][/size][/glow]
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Name: Finaljoy
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 25 Moons
Clan/Group: ThunderClan
Rank: Queen
Kin:Brokenpromise - Father
Snowfall - Mother
Ashpelt - Sister
Saltkit - Tom Kit
Looks: Picture Above
Finaljoy has a pure moon-white pelt, sparkling with the tiniest light, with black stripes, as daek as midnight, covering her pelt. It gives out an unusually sweet honey and jasmine scent which is appealing to most. Her eyes are a bright green, with slashes of silver in it. Her medium yet silky fur is kept that way since she frequently grooms, along with her kit, Saltkit. Her paws are white, just as her tail, but her tail is striped along with her muzzle. Her pelt is always luxurious and soft, while her smile is always kind and gentle, just like her eyes, but her eyes still contain the sorrow and torture she had experienced.
Personality: Finaljoy is a quiet she-cat who tends to be alone and a reserved she-cat. She is quite a mystery to all, making her quite irresistible, but never had she ever fell for another again, because of her past, her heart was impenetrable by no one, a heart of steel. But even through her tough and intimidating look, she has a heart of gold, ready to help anyone in need. Because of he kit, she has had much time on her hands and spends time with her kit, hoping to make him feel lived unlike how she was. Do not be fooled by her motherly nature, as she is a ruthless she-cat you do not want to mess with, as she is too protective of hee loved ones. Her closest friend being Wiseheart, a she-cat who gives her advice on any proble, she had, making her handy and helpful since she's the only one that can calm her temper. Usually when no one's around, she tends to sing, having the voice of an angel, but never heard by anyone. She is quite persuasive, easily able to steer herself come trouble and she's quite perceptive, handy when she think she's alone. All she wants was a friend and a persistently stubborn Tom who will actually like her and be faithful, just as faithful and loyal she is to the clan.
History: As a kit, she already had struggles even then. Her mother had neglected her while her father physically abused her for being born from another Tom, as she was an accidental kit. They all loved Ashkit, a talented she-kit who learned how to hunt at 4 1/2 moons. Ever since then, she had always been compared to her, how she wasn't good enough, how she wasn't pretty enough, how she wasn't better. Her mother and father favored her sister who showered her with praises and gifts while she was left with nothing. Even when they were apprenticed, she was constantly abused by her clan mates, yet no one tried to stop them. Everyone knew who her real father was, a terrible tyrant who thirst for blood, one reason why she was a loner at the clan. Her mentor ignored her and her sister didn't know how she was treated, but she still acted deeply about her. Her life was a misery, it was until Ravenpaw came into her life. He taught her when her mentor didn't, he protected her when nobody else didn't, he was her hero, a hero she looked up to. Once they became warriors, she finally had the guts to tell him her feelings. When she told him of how she felt about him, he said he felt the same way, and they mated. It was the best day of her life, until she saw something she wasn't supposed to see. Tears stung her eyes then, it immediately made the cut for 'worst days of my life'. When she decided to vent it out her sister, she found Ravenfeather mating with her! In an anger and rage, she trashed around, killing everything in sight. She knew she didn't deserve to be treated an outcats, she knew she wasn't a doll to be played with... She knew that she wasn't supposed to be slaughtering innocents... She looked at the blood of hee kin, looking around horrified. She was saddened as she ran away as fast as she could, carrying her kit. She was wandering aimlessly, until a ThunderClan cat saw her and pitied her, as she was dangerously thin. The she-cat took care of her, and ven through the kitting, stuck by her. For the first time, she felt loved by a friend. The she-cat even took her to ThunderClan and begged the leader to let her join! She became a warrior, serving ever so loyal to the clan, but never told anyone about her past. Once her kit was born, she vowed to herself not to give the tom kit the same childhood she had.
Mates/Kits/Crush:[color=blue] "I don't want to talk about it..."/ "There's my ever so loving kit, Saltkit."/ "Not again!"