Citruspaw -- AstralClan -- Finished

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Character Name;; Citruspaw (Citrusfruit)
Character Age;; 9 Moons
Gender;; Female
Alliance;; AstralClan
Rank;; Warrior Apprentice

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Appearance;; The apprentice has the stereotype appearance for a ladylike, soft she-cat -- fluffy fur basically. To be more specific, it’s actually semi-long, which overall, can give her a bigger silhouette and fortification against bites and scratches. The color of her feathery pelt is a rather light, rusty ginger with sprinkled large, off-white patches. The colorless areas are only on her poofy belly fur, a portion of her chest, one paw and fraction of her elegant tail. Underneath all that fur, her body is fundamentally slender and youthful. Citrus has a fusion of sallow green and a light golden tone in her wide yet still amygdaliform, innocent eyes. It really depends on the lighting though, just like her fur does. (It better be dark though, brightness bugs her.) Her whiskers are rather elongated but still have the normal thinness, good for detecting things.

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Personality;; Citruspaw can act all proper and a goody two-shoes if she wishes, which is not frequently. She would be perfectly fine with toiling all day and night, getting muddy and play fighting, or actually kicking some cat’s butt that is. From sweat, tears and blood it’s all for the Clan’s sake. Therefore, Citrus is lifelong devoted to her homeland and a staunch supporter for it. While doing her duty as a member of AstralClan, she will take everything and everyone into consideration – mindfulness really. So, the she-cat can sink in quite a lot of information by being continuously aware of the environment around her. Because of this, Citrus remembers and collects quotes or odd bits of data others will almost certainly not recall. Some think she’s a bit eccentric, a ‘geek’ if you will. Citruspaw doesn’t give a damn about how others picture her; their rude thoughts are still an opinion, not a pure fact. She will, on the other hand, be very displeased if you offend her buds or brother. No one can forever get away with that. Ah yes, she does have a devious region of her behavior. Everyone has more than a single side to their personality, don’t they? Anyways, she might behold a deadly glare, have an acerbic tongue or tamper with their nest and food. Citruspaw knows her limits; she won’t go too far but won’t go so easy either.

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---Likes;; Citruspaw enjoys metal stimulations, challenges, running, her brother and her home, (she wouldn’t rather live anywhere else) and cold weather.
--- Dislikes;; The she-cat derides hot weather/bright sunlight, arrogance, frogs and swampy, moist lands.
---Strengths;; Her strong points are her highly functional memory, stealth and endurance.
---Weaknesses;; Her flaws include public speaking, over or underestimating things, getting distracted easily and since she is far sighted, that will count as well.

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History;; The rather benevolent feline’s only breathing relative is her older brother, Monkeywrench. (Yes, that’s right, Monkeywrench.) Born many moons apart in different litters, these two cats obviously have different duties but still have a strong connection. Now he isn’t quite the responsible parent-type of littermate, however he is loving and humorous nonetheless.
_{Warning: Do not ask about her past.}
Leaf-fall was on its last breath with leaf-bare right around the corner, waiting to take its place. In the safe nursery of AstralClan’s camp laid Citruskit and her mother. Born only a few days ago on November 13th by the light of a half moon, Citrus and the queen were frail and sickly. Unfortunately, this is actually the good part.
Apprenticeship in the dead of winter wasn’t pleasurable; especially when you find out the cat who birthed you is no longer alive. Yes, Moneywrench and Citruspaw’s mother died in the medicine den a December afternoon from one of leaf-bare’s many weapons - disease. Grief lingered in the atmosphere for many days, only lethargic cats moving about for patrol. Their father, on the other hand, was in poorer condition, he was extremely depressed. He blocked out everyone, not even paying attention to his own kits. Suicidal thoughts always crossed his mind until a week later, he actually did it. Oh yes, on a murky first light, he fed himself death berries, thinking there was nothing to live for anymore. He would be with his beloved mate in the Void perhaps.
Now completely parentless, Monkeywrench and Citruspaw live on together, despite their rough past, they are OK in AstralClan. Her worst fear is having Monkeywrench disappearing from her life forever though.

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Roleplay Sample;; Not my first.
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