Posts by Rilesbiles

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NAME

Embertuft

GENDER

Female

AGE

43 Moons

POSITION[/b]

Warrior

APPEARANCE

Embertuft is a Norwegian Forestcat. Her fur is black except for her white underbelly, and her eyes are a deep orange, like a sunset. Being built bigger than the average cat, it's convenient as she tends to overpower enemies--as she's shown before.

PERSONALITY

((this has some history))

At the beginning there was absolutely no way Emberkit would be made a warrior. She was ALWAYS getting into trouble, being extremely arrogant and insensitive, brash and harsh. She never once thought before getting herself into a heap of trouble--like going headfirst into a badger den when she was three moons old, or climbing up onto the highest tree at four moons only for a warrior to come bring her down. After losing her brother, however, the she-cat fell silent for a long time, as if losing her spirit.

She was constantly distracted as she went into her apprenticeship-- tripping over her own paws, lunging too far ahead when stalking prey, using mouse techniques when hunting other animals. It wasn't until her first gathering that she got her act together. She went from bringing in one to no freshkill into camp a day, to bringing in two to three. Her fighting skills also improved, but that was after a run in with the dark forest for a few moons (if that's allowed!!) She left soon after, though, but never forgot what she learned.

As a warrior, she now learned how to tame her temper. Before, she would lash out even at a simple greeting, however as a warrior, she began to genuinely try and be nice to everyone. It took a while of trying, but eventually, she learned to think clearly with her decisions, use empathy to solve problems, think for other cats in Skyclan, and lend help to those who need. She is usually first to offer to do apprentice jobs when they're not around, like cleaning the elder's den, and she later started offering to help with patrols.

Now, she's brave, initiative, a quick thinker, loyal, though not-headed at times.

HISTORY

Embertuft was born into a litter of two after one kit didn't make it in. Her mother at the time raised both Stormkit and Emberkit like any other cat--except Stormkit was deaf and blind in one eye. One day, Emberkit encouraged Stormkit to go out and prove to everyone he was capable of being a warrior, by sneaking him out of camp late at night, towards the twoleg place. It was fun and games, her daring him to go to the fence and back--except one of the twolegs came out and grabbed him on his blind side, despite Emberkit trying to warn him. She lost her brother that day, and her father refused to even look at her at the time.

Later on, during apprenticeship, Emberpaw began training (rather clumsily). Her mentor would continuously get mad at her, despite her trying her best. At the time, her mother was ready for another litter, and while Emberpaw was out, she went into labor. The litter, however, didn't make it, and her mother retired early to the elder's den. At the time, Emberpaw was introduced to the DarkForest, and believing the cats had good intentions, she trained under their wing. Her skills improved sharply, however, eventually she was pitted against another, weaker apprentice from another clan. They encouraged her to kill the other apprentice. Mortified, Emberpaw refused, and never met with the dark warriors again--just in time for her ceremony.

As a warrior now, nothing eventful happened. Embertuft had no other history, other than her father passing. Her mother, Ripplestone, is still in the elder's den, though she's more focused on snoring away and gossiping than on Embertuft's achievements.

KIN

Ripplestone (WIP)

Stonekit (now a kittypet who lives too far away)

Whomst is the father? would the world ever know?

ACTIVITY [1-10]:

CURRENTLY a 6 or 7 due to vacationing and time zones but i'm going to be going home Wednesday, so i'll be more of an 8 or 9 then!!!

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

The sound of an owl in the distance startled Embertuft awake, the feline's amber eyes seemed to glow in the dark as she adjusted to the lighting of her den. It was quiet, the moon high in the sky, and not a sound stirred in camp as cats slept away under the bright stars of Silverpelt. A tail lashed in slight irritation, and the she-cat rose to her paws--as she emerged from her den, she was careful not to rustle the bracken and awaken everyone else. Eyes peered upwards, and focused on the moon, tail swaying in the breeze as the sky slowly began to lighten. Of course, its sunrise. The cat thought in irritation upon the realization that she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. There was a moments pause when she just looked, and didn't worry about patrols, or hunting, or anything-- as if it were a separate world whatsoever-- and she felt her stiffened shoulders relax. After a moment of grooming herself with a purpose (and awkwardly getting hairs out of her mouth), Embertuft felt content. With a sigh, she plopped down, and rested her head on her paws as she acknowledged the stars slowly fading from the sky, replaced by lighter shades of blue and yellows, and Embertuft closed her eyes once again.

Give me more time, i'll wake up later. She decided, before falling asleep right in the middle of camp. So much for being wide awake.

(edited a lil)

OTHER:

heck heck HECK

NAME

Ripplestone

GENDER

Female

AGE

105 moons

POSITION

Elder

APPEARANCE

Ripplestone looks strikingly like her daughter--if you didn't include her graying fur and green eyes. She is much smaller, despite all of her fur, and she's missing half of her tail from a fight with rogues.

PERSONALITY

Old, snappy, and grouchy. She usually doesn't acknowledge other cats, and even if she does, she tends to have the stereotyped elder moodiness. Despite this, she is surprisingly gentle with kits and apprentices, encouraging them to learn and telling them stories of her warrior days. Despite being old, she is still fiery in personality, and sometimes she still thinks she has an energy of a warrior if she gets worked up.

HISTORY:

Ripplestorm has an average history. She trained like any apprentice, fought like any warrior. What changed the course of her life, though, were her kits. She used to be a proud mother, treating her kits well, if not too well, as she hid them from reality of camp for a while. She would watch them like a hawk, but love them fiercely, as normal queens would at the time. However, one day, she woke up to find both of her kits missing. Emberkit was later found by a search party she demanded for, however, Stonekit wasn't found. Upon the confession that Emberkit had taken them out to go to the twolegplace, and that Stonekit was captured, she was devastated. The queen refused to eat for a while, and didn't even acknowledge Emberkit. Later, though, her mate convinced her to try again with another litter, and she did.

However, tradgedy seemed to follow her, as when she went into labor, none of her kits survived. She went through another depressive state, however, she eventually figured that Starclan must mean that this was fate, and instead she focused spending time with Embertuft once she was made a warrior.

Eventually, she started to lose her sight, and was confined to the elder's den. She can still see, but barely.

KIN:

Embertuft (daughter)

Stonekit (Son, presumed dead)

[b]ACTIVITY [1-10]:

answered on Embertuft's link

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: needed if you want a high position

Elder is the highest position possible obviously i am not match for this position

OTHER:

NAME

Moonkit

GENDER

Male

AGE

3 moons

POSITION

Kit

APPEARANCE

Moonkit is a black and white cat with pale blue eyes.

PERSONALITY

Moonkit has always been quiet. Even after birth, he never made a sound, no mewling or pestering, or even playing at first. He was reserved, exploring with curiosity but hesitation, and always makes sure to make sure he knew everything in his area. Later on, however, as he started to grow, he became more used to his surroundings, resulting in him relaxing more and more. He began to play with other kits, go exploring, and have fun!

HISTORY

Moonkit was born blind, something that caused him to become extremely reserved. Thankfully he's learned to adapt! All of his other senses have increased accordingly. Other than that, he's too young to have that much of a history. (Is a queen down with adopting him?)

KIN

Harpkit

Shadowsky

ACTIVITY [1-10]

seen above

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: needed if you want a high position

OTHER:

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