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    ✦ RAMPAW OF SKYCLAN ✦

    ”soon that attitude may be your doom.”


    GENERAL:

    ✧ rampaw | nicknamed ram | no aliases | formally ramkit

    ✧ no former residences | no personal titles

    ✧ adolescent | six months physically, ten months mentally | ages with siblings

    ✧ masculine gender, sexually male | prefers masculine pronouns

    ✧ resides in slyclan | currently an apprentice

    ✧ no official titles

    ✧ discovering/questioning sexuality | single | [0] crushes

    ✧ platonic relationships are of hard difficulty to create


    IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

    ✧ child of dawnblossom [skyclan] x npc [skyclan]

    ✧ brother to palepaw [skyclan], bunnypaw [skyclan]


    PHYSICALITY:

    rampaw is a dark chocolate tabby tom with striking cornflower eyes. he has a fluffy, semi-short tail. he has a cream chin, chest, underbelly and ear tufts. he has one cream forepaw [left] he has polydactyl toes and a sixth claw on each. he is on the smaller side of felines, but makes up for his stature in sheer power as well as potential charisma.


    PERSONALITY:

    ISTJ | SLYTHERIN | ERUDITE | CHAOTIC NEUTRAL
    ✧ self-centered | defensive | abrasive | protective

    ✧ depressing | workaholic | improviser | judging

    ✧ short-tempered | stressed | unsettled | distrustful

    ✧ rampaw isn’t the nicest cat to be around. abrasive, quick-witted and self-centered, most of his clanmates seem more determined to stay away from him than get in his way. however, most of this is a facade, more specifically a defense mechanism. being his father’s favorite, rampaw puts a lot of pressure on himself to be perfect and confident, which is hard to do when you feel like you’re being judged every second, let alone judging yourself. because of this, the tom snaps at others and lashes out, finding it easier to take out his frustration and fear on others than admit it. he suffers from depression which seems to occur more heavily during leafbare and early newleaf. he can often be found outside at night trying to see the stars, but when approached he usually runs off. rampaw, despite his outward attitude, is quite protective of his sister, bunnypaw, and solemn seen without her. he often trying to take her away from their mother due to his distrust of her intentions yet shields her from their father due to his current situation. for such a young cat, rampaw is mentally challenged yet physically able. he is rash and easily persuaded if you say the right things, but he himself is pretty clever and has a sharp tongue of his own.


    COMBAT & INTERACTION:

    ✧ actively antagonizes others | doesn’t avoid fights

    ✧ provides mercy to few | will kill by accident/for survival, sometimes purposefully | will never run away

    ✧ mentored by ?

    ✧ physical medium and mental medium | overall medium

    ✧ mention rampaw. and/or aloe !! when needed | attack in bold underline


    PLOTS:

    ✧ “”i don‘t have anything set in stone for him, but i could see him joining bloodclan in an attempt to appear tough and brave or trekking to the tribe of rushing water and staying with them to make himself stronger. maybe a cat with dark intentions could convince him over to their side, or he could have a litter when he is older that he forces himself away from in fear of picking a favorite and them turning out like him.“”


    MAYBE I’M TO BLAME, MAYBE I’M NOT —

    Rampaw gave his thick coat a hard shake. Everything hurt. Nothing was apparently wrong with the newly made apprentice, but from the tired look in his eyes and his sluggish, rigid movements, one may be able to tell that he wasn’t feeling great. He wasn’t sick; more like overworked. His muscles ached and his joints screamed for him to lay down. His late night walks didn’t help his mood, either. It was important to note that, despite this, he didn’t complain. He still offered himself up for work and patrols, despite the complaints from both his family—well, some, namely his sister—and clanmates. Now, that the sun was beginning to disappear over the horizon and others were settling down for the day, Rampaw’s own body begged for a break.


    Not yet.


    The apprentice sighed as he sat himself down just outside camp, his tired blue eyes resting on the gradually darkening territory of SkyClan, his mind insisting that he needed to keep going. He needed to do better. Maybe he should go hunting or patrol the far edges of the territory. Yeah, that might do some good, right?

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    MAYBE I’M TO BLAME, MAYBE I’M NOT —

    rampaw needs a mentor c: he’s gonna be hard to deal with, just as a heads up, but i think it would be better if you just see how he is, or read about ‘im in his tags, ha.

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    MAYBE I’M TO BLAME, MAYBE I’M NOT —

    //ty <3 his sibling(s) and mother should be around soonish i do believe, just as a heads up! that should be fun, haha.


    Rampaw’s pale ears shot up at the sound of a familiar voice, that of a cat much higher in the hierarchy than he was. Normally being a snappy and harsh-tongued feline by nature, the poor boy would try and make himself presentable in front of her. Maybe his father would approve of that—if he could muster up the energy needed to look professional, anything was possible.


    Clwaring his throat, Rampaw responded in a stoic and forced, energized tone, “I suppose.” His answer was this because he actually wasn’t quite sure if he was ‘early’ or not based on her terms. In his mind, he had done less than acceptable amount of work, but no one else seemed to think that. Well, maybe his tough-love, harsh-mouthed father, but the young tom knew that others had lower, more child-like expectations—at least thats what he thought them to be. Giving his tired body another shake, the feline gave a small glance in Glacewing’s direction, adding, “Was there something you needed, Glacewing? More hunting could be done.” He was quick to add on a potential extension to the work he had already done. It would make him look better in the long run, he knew, and his father could see him busy, providing for his clan.


    It was hard to believe this stoic, tired apprentice was just six moons of age.

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    MAYBE I’M TO BLAME, MAYBE I’M NOT —

    //whoop whoop totally shoulda got rampw in this mess. wouldn’t be just briarfrost who wants to rip out vital organs for no reason. for the recons, ram would side with bark. ‘tsk tsk, they would just bring more violence c:’ put him in a setting without glance there are he would be all up on briar like ‘you stupid, stupid girl who would want go bring those aggressive, two-faced pieces if eat sh*t here? lets just go invite all the spies in then.’

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    MAYBE I’M TO BLAME, MAYBE I’M NOT —

    forgetting to track things is my pastime hello friends


    also i mentioned how rampaw would be like ‘aint no bloodclan welcome here tsk tsk’ on the border discussion thread when i actually have it planned to go to bloodclan later in life depending on how it goes. just thought i should mention it, but its still in his character tbh.

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    MAYBE I’M TO BLAME, MAYBE I’M NOT —

    heCkiNg yeS him and ram would get along for maybe 2 seconds when they aggree about the border issues and then they would just start fucking screaming at eachother oml


    what clan is he in? my babe is in skyclan o: i totally just want them to brawl it out in the rain like ‘you’re the asshat’ ‘no YOURE the asshat’

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