Posts by GoatBambi

I'm Rosethorn. I'm thirteen moons old. I'm a dark brown tabby with light brown eyes. I have long whiskers that let me easily get around in the dark. I have long hair, but it's not as long as longhaired cats. I have a long tail. I have a crooked front paw which makes it harder for me to walk and run, but I've learned to cope with it. I've got sharp claws, and a slim, small build. I am not easily annoyed or angered. I care for all cats. I would rather have peace than fight, but I am loyal to my clan and will willingly follow them into battle. I speak my mind, but I am not the boldest of cats. I am a clean freak, but I don't get into others businesses if they are messy. My strengths are hunting, protecting, helping others, and fighting. My weaknesses are running, swimming, and sneakiness. Anything that involves using my front paws would be considered as a weakness of mine. I love catnip like all other cats, playing, hunting, talking, grass, clouds, and other cats. I dislike fighting, other clans, tribes, loners, rogues, mean cats, disrespectful cats, selfish cats, tricks, fear, and heather. I was born in RiverClan and my father left our family when me, my sister, and my brother were just kits. Later my brother followed my father and they ended up joining the Tribe of the Burning Eclipse. When I was born it was snowing and it was in the middle of leaf bare. Me and my family were struggling with living. When I became an apprentice I was apprenticed to a traitor who my mother ended up killing because he was raiding the camp with other loners he had joined. I got another mentor who was just fine, and when I became a warrior I was so happy, but the day after my mother was injured by the Thunderpath. She lived, but she was never able to defend her Clan and she became an elder at a young age. At my first gathering one of the Clan's didn't show up, and when we got back to camp we had been raided. I had a kit and I don't know who the father was. She is a she-cat that looks just like me.

Rosethorn padded out from a nearby bramble bush. "Hello," she meowed weakly. "Mind if I help?" She flicked her tail back and forth, nervously. She nervously glanced around.

She opened her mouth and the dense smell of the forest passed through her scent glands. Almost instantly she fell into a hunting crouch, all of her weight was on her back feet and she slowly crept up to a finch. She sprang and killed it before the helpless finch even knew that it was being hunted. "Should I bury it?" She cocked her head to one side as she looked at Pebblefur.

Rosethorn nodded. She quickly buried the finch, and turned to follow the other cats to the WindClan border.

Rosethorn sat at the back of the throng of cats. She wondered who this new apprentice's mentor would be. She looked kindly at the newly made apprentice.

Rosethorn padded into camp her tail bristling. Her eyes sparkled a black from the setting sun even though they were only a brown. She padded in with light feet. She padded over towards the Fresh Kill Pile and picked up a fresh rabbit. Blood dribbled from her jaw as her teeth sank into the fresh rabbit. She sat down next to the entrance of the Warrior's Den, and curled her dark brown tail around her white paws. She cringed as she touched her tail against her crooked paw.

Rosethron nimbly took a bite of her rabbit. It tasted strange since she almost always was eating fish. "Hi. What's your name? I'm Rosethorn." She gulped down the rest of her rabbit so she wouldn't have to have the taste linger in her mouth. She began to groom her chest and her fur laid smooth and flat against her skin.

Rosethorn looked up at Blackstorm. "It's nice to meet you," she purred. "I don't like rabbit. I was just trying it," she meowed. She laid down and tucked her paws under her chest. Her tail was wrapped around her. "Have you ever tried rabbit?" She started to groom her paws.

Rosethorn padded over to her new apprentice, and touched her nose to the apprentices. "You'll be my first apprentice," she purred. Her fur was bristling with the anticipation of having an apprentice and training.

Rosethorn looked at her friend. "Hi, " she smiled. She looked down at her rabbit bones. "Oh, I was just trying it," she murmured embarrassingly. Her dark fur glistened in the light. "How are you?" she asked still a little embarrassed from her rabbit. She began to groom her paws and chest slowly her cheeks flushing. The red tint in her cheeks clashed strangely with her dark-colored fur.

Rosepetal smiled. "Really? She's still chasing someone?" she meowed happily, "Who's she chasing now? But, she's not literally chasing anyone, right?" she smiled deviously. Her fur was prickled with excitement to hear of the gossip.

Rosethorn bounded into camp a smile stretched across her face. When she saw Creeksong surrounded by all of the other cats her smile faded and she padded slowly up to the pack of cats. She turned to Creeksong and asked, "Hey, you feeling okay?" Her eyes showed with worry.

Rosethorn turned and looked "She doesn't look too good. Has she seen the medicine cat?" she questioned. She looked at Creeksong. "What happened, anyway?"

Rosethorn she cocked her head to the left. "Where are you guys going?" she questioned.

Rosethorn hid her face in her paws for a moment. "Sorry, I meant he," she laughed kindly before looking back at her friend. "Do you like him back," she questioned flicking her tail back and forth in an impatient manner.

"Do we have a pair of star-crossed lovers here," she giggled at Oceantail. She curled her tail around her and began to groom it.

Rosethorn peaked out of a patch of nearby reeds and watched the cats attentively. She sat down and pushed her farther out of the reeds to watch. Her tail flicked attentively behind her.

She stands up and pads over to Oceantail before lying down next to her. "It's going to be okay. There are plenty of fish in th sea or for this matter plants of toms in the Clan," she meows kindly. She looked up at Cherryblaze. "Hi. I'm Rosethorn. What's your name and what kind of game do you want to make out of hunting?" she questioned.

"Congradulations," she whispered kindly into the apprentice's ear before backing up and yowling,"RAINPAW!!! RAINPAW!!!" along with the rest if the cats.

Rosethorn hid in the brambles and peered cautiously at the other cats. Her tail flicked back and forth intently.