Posts by BERYLBREEZE

NAME: Berylbreeze

— name meaning: Beryl; For his bright yellow eyes and the gem he was assigned at birth. Breeze; In honor of his caregiver.

TITLES: n/a

SEX/GENDER: male (♀), masculine — he/him pronouns

SEXUALITY: Heterosexual

AGE/RATIO: 13 moons / ages realistically on the 10th

DATE OF BIRTH: 11/8/18

DATE OF CREATION: 10/29/18

DATE OF DEATH: To be determined — status: alive

NUMBER OF LIVES: 1/1

— reasons for lives lost:

ALLIANCE/RANK: SKYCLAN | WARRIOR

— past ranks: Kit - Apprentice - Loner - Apprentice (RC) - Warrior - Warrior (SKC)

HERITAGE: Kittypet

REFERENCES: [xxx] - [xxx] - [xxx]

BREED: Maine Coon

DESCRIPTION: A large white long-haired Maine Coon with bright golden optics. A necklace with a piece of beryl attached dangles from his neck.

— accessories: Beryl necklace.

— scars:

— inventory:

POSITIVE TRAITS: Kind-hearted, bold,

NEUTRAL TRAITS: Stubborn,

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Low self-esteem, generally quick to anger,

MBTI TYPE: ISFP-T / 'Explorer'

MORAL ALLIGNMENT: Chaotic good

PARENTS: JEWELPELT X ADRIAN

ADOPTIVE PARENTS: LAVENDERSKIES X BUTTERFLYDAWN

CARETAKER: ORCHARDBREEZE

SIBLINGS: Opalpaw (deceased), Amberpaw (deceased), Emberpaw (deceased), Diamondpaw (deceased).

Half sibs; Timberkit (deceased), Blossomkit (deceased), Conekit (deceased), Barkkit (deceased), Branchkit (deceased), and Cottonkit (deceased).

ADOPTIVE SIBLINGS: Boapaw, Buckwheat (deceased), Vinesplash (deceased), Roosterkit (deceased).

OFFSPRING: Kestrelkit, Charcoalkit and Minnowkit (stillborn).

RELATIONSHIP STATUS Taken — ½ of Heronbreeze

MATES WITH: Heronswoop

MENTORING:

MENTORED:

PHYSICAL HEALTH: 100%

— injuries None.

— illnesses: None.

MENTAL HEALTH: 100%

— mental disorders: None.

— other issues: None.

INTERACTION: Cannot maim, kill, or capture / Can powerplay nonviolent actions.

STATISTICS: Physically difficult / Mentally very difficult | ATTACK IN underlined.

— strength: ★★★★★☆

— stamina: ★★☆☆☆☆

— agility: ★★☆☆☆☆

— hunting: ★★★☆☆☆

— swimming: ★★☆☆☆☆

— climbing: ★★★☆☆☆

— medicine: ☆☆☆☆☆☆

— intelligence: ★★★☆☆☆

— charisma: ★★★★★☆

— perception: ★★★☆☆☆

SCENT:

Berylbreeze had left SkyClan a long while back to join Heronswoop in RiverClan, he had been there for probably around four moons... at least. The white warrior had never fit in there if you asked him, perhaps part of it was his own fault for not being around but... when he was he never had been able to make any friends or acquaintances. Despite is discomfort there he never in a million years would leave Heronswoop's side, which was why he had gotten so offended when Honeypaw had threatened him about hurting Heron. He wouldn't be shocked though if there were some cats back in RiverClan who thought the two left because of Beryl, that he convinced Heron to come back home with him.

He didn't mind if they thought that... truly if they didn't trust him after they've been together for nearly five moons now he didn't know what to tell them.

Anyways, with all the time he spent in RiverClan he was finding it to get use to SkyClan's territory again. So many trees... and he could still hunt properly on land since thats all he did in River. Never did he really get use to the taste of fish or getting his paws wet. But... oh by the stars in trees? Berylbreeze was... well admittedly he was a large cat. Quite frankly he took up quite a bit of space, so hunting naturally wasn't his strong suite. But hunting... in trees? Where each step needed to be done elegantly? He had never been great. But now he could barely stand on a branch without toppling over, so he was hoping someone might be able to help give him some pointers today. "Hey, anyone?" He begins in a medium toned voice, "I need to get my tree hunting skills back up. I'm having a bit of a hard time, anyone up for giving me some pointers? I'd appreciate it immensely.""

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The RiverClan border. He grew anxious being around there. Unlike Heronswoop, Berylbreeze didn't have much for friends there or even acquaintances. He was almost positive that his abandonment of the clan and going back to join his former clan hadn't been viewed good by some. But then again, he hadn't been around much... and he had his own personal reason for that. So perhaps at the end of the day no one cared too much that he was gone? Not even in a sob story way, honestly Berylbreeze preferred that. Made him feel less guilty.

But when he was roaming around he hadn't planned on spotting anyone near the border, he hadn't been wanting to either. He wasn't ready to see any of his former clan-mates again... because it just felt awkward to him. But here he was, standing before the border and a few paw-steps away from him stood Finchpaw. Hadn't interacted with her much but from what he knew she was a lovely soul, the complete opposite of what he was at her age. However he was a bit confused when he noticed the medicine cat apprentice seemed to be waiting for something... or someone?

"Greetings Finchpaw. Its nice to see you." He greets with a warm tone and a small smile. His bright yellow eyes can't help but wander over to her leg, what had happened to her? "Have you come to the SkyClan border for something? And... are you alright? That bite on your leg doesn't look to good... you should get back home and cover it up." He didn't want to be stepping on toes and he was well aware that the medicine cat apprentice knew how to care for a wound much better then he would. Still, even though they weren't clan-mates anymore he still cared. The girl didn't need it getting infected.

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As Juniperpaw approached the scene he would cast the tom a questioning glance, was he going to offer him help? He supposed it would be kind of embarrassing if he was getting trained by an apprentice... but if help is what Juniperpaw did offer he'd swallow his stubbornness and take it.

Ahh, climbing advice. He could probably use that, its what his tree hunting teacher would have to explain to him anyways. He was a very eh climber, so he needed to improve that if he wanted to hunt in trees. "Climbing advice? Yeah I could use that if you have some free time." He tells the tom with a gentle flick of his tail. "Hunting can wait. I'll probably need to touch up on climbing first anyways, one thing at a time."

"We can go out now if you'd like. Any specific place in mind you have to do this or should I just pick any of the two million trees within the forest?" The white warrior muses gently as he turns for the camps exit. He wondered if anyone else would join them? He needed to get to know cats within SkyClan anyways and practice never hurt anyone.

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Fireflies. They had been swarming the territory recently and while yes they were pretty Berylbreeze didn't see... well much more then that in them. He didn't think they were jaw-dropping or anything of the sort either. Perhaps it was because he had seen them as a child when it had still been warm out, most of the cats making a big deal out of them haven't lived to see a summer yet. But hey, if the insect made cats happy then by all means keep flying around. Anyways, he was now near the orchard and the buggers were still all over the place here, he'd admit they were cool at first but now they were just... there.

Ahh, Hurricanepaw was here.

"Mmm. They're here too? They've been everywhere recently." He comments blankly before sitting down. Not exactly sure why he was here, he had just wanted to walk honestly. Besides the orchard reminded him of better times, he use to come here quite a bit when most of his family had still been in SkyClan. Not buried under the earth. He missed Orchardbreeze, Badgerpaw, Buckwheat, Vinesplash... his caregiver and his siblings were the reason he had even gotten a chance at life. "Wonder how long it'll take for... something to decline them. Like there has to be something out there that eats these things, they're probably feasting right now."" He didn't mean it in a joking or ill manner, he was serious. Bugs were fairly low on the food-chain so there had to be something in the forest who was having the time of their lives. Spiders maybe?

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"SkyClan! I'm hosting a sparring contest! We could all use some fighting practice so I encourage anyone who is able to come and participate. Winner assuming your an apprentice, gets to miss out on a days worth of apprentice chores. If a warrior wins you can miss out on a dawn patrol or something, I don't know." He never minded getting up early or sitting down and doing chores, so he'd fill the spot in for whoever won for that day. He just hoped it'd be enough to catch cats eyes and get them interested. He knew SkyClan was a peaceful clan and rarely did they have to unsheathe their claws, but one day they'd have to. They all needed to keep their fighting skills up to date and well practiced.

"I'll split everyone into groups, winners of the spars will advance while the ones defeated will watch. This will go on until there are only two winners left, and then the two of them will battle it out and whoever wins that fight... well yeah they win." He glances around the camp briefly before continuing. "Claws will be sheathed and of course we need to be safe. So if you'd like to participate please gather over by me."

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//sounds super to me! Still want them to discuss fam issues at all later on or should we wait on that?

From Beryl's perspective settling back into SkyClan had been rather easy, easier then he had thought at least. Within merely a few days it'd be going on a moon since his arrival with Heronswoop and it blew his mind away, some days he still woke up and it boggled his mind that he was actually back. He'd never express it to Heron, at least not so soon after leaving, but despite him probably looking more similar to a RiverClanner with his glossy fur and large appearance he felt much more at home within the forest. It was all he knew really. Every time he had spoken to her though he couldn't help but wonder if... she had any regrets on leaving? If she ever thought about returning back in the future to RiverClan? It was safe to say Beryl would selfishly hope not, but he went where his mate and kits did. He'd never be happy even in SkyClan without them by his side.

The large white warrior had just returned from a solo hunting session, he had managed to catch a squirrel and a small mouse that was dangling by its tail in his jaw. SkyClan's prey was plentiful... he had heard the pollution issue was resolved in RiverClan which he was glad for, but he was thankful that he no longer had to worry about the river going bad because some twolegs were lazy and careless.

He did miss some aspects of RiverClan though.

His eyes then trail around the camp until he spots the calico, a small smile instantly rises on his features and he begins to pad over to her. "Hey!" He calls with a soft purr as he begins to pad over to her. Once he's at her side he gives her a quick affectionate nose boop before laughing, "How are you today? I think I'm pretty much finished with my warrior duties today. Maybe another border patrol later on but nothing for the time being." He says as he moves to sit down next to her. His yellow eyes glancing over at the children happily.

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Berylbreeze would lean his head lightly on top of Heron's with a smile as she leaned into him. As silence washed over them for a brief moment he'd watch the kits play and tumble about with the sun shining down onto him, this was perfect. This was the type of life Berylbreeze never thought he'd ever have, and yet here he was. Happy, with his own family and a happy clan. He'd give a small nod as she began to respond to him. "Good." He meows back as she goes on, he then lets out a small snort.

"Right? I was impressed by myself too. Didn't catch them in the trees though, I've never been good enough with balance to be able to do that like most other SkyClan cats. Kinda difficult when your weight alone begins to bend down a branch."" He jokes about his rather... large size? He had met a few cats who were as broad and tall as he was, and he was positive he wasn't the biggest cat in the forest but still, he was... bigger. He was clearly more of a natural born fighter rather then a hunter, and little did he know that if his mother had stuck to her kittypet roots and he had born into the hands of twolegs he'd probably be some type of show cat. If he was aware of that he'd probably want to curl up and die, not really but close to it. "Its been awhile now since we've showed up within SkyClan..." He then begins, "Awhile since the kits were born." He then purrs. "You excited at all to get back into the life of a warrior? I'm sure it'll be an adjustment for you in SkyClan but I'm always willing to help out, as you already know I'm sure."

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Wait- she was? He couldn't help but admit he had been expecting her to be a bit reluctant, after all RiverClan and SkyClan had decently different territories and it might come off as overwhelming. But nonetheless he couldn't be more happy to hear that! He was excited to be able to go on hunting and border patrols with her again, everything just seemed to go better for him with Heronswoop around... hell he'd be able to go on hunting and border patrols with his children cause they'd be apprentices then! Excitement pricked in his paws, wouldn't be for a bit yet but by the stars... he was excited.

"I don't think I blame you." He says with a small laugh, not that it ever got old hanging out with her children or anything like that- but sitting around within camp for most of the day? That was tedious and boring in itself with kits or without. "Y'know if you ever want to get out for a bit you can always ask Butterflydawn to keep and eye out on them. He's always more then happy to for other queens." The maine coon tells her with a soft smile before continuing to listen to her. "Really? I've always preferred border patrols over hunting." He says with a small shrug, "True. I'll probably never be the best hunter within trees but thankfully some prey eventually makes it onto the ground. Thats the only reason I'm ever any use within the clan when it comes to hunting at least. But I'm sure you'll do great!"

"You found your favorite type of SkyClan prey yet? I really like thrush." He comments with another small shrug, trying to make sure the conversation continued to get pushed along.

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//lame post cause im walking out the door but hes here!

Berylbreeze hadn't been... too sure honestly about taking the kits out of camp. Not that he didn't want them to see and visit RiverClan, but it just... was... odd to him? He wasn't huge on the code but what if something for some reason did go wrong and they were attacked or something? What if they looked away for one second and then they were missing? It was stupid how worried and protective he was of the kits but hey that was Beryl. So he would stand beside Heronswoop and nod at her words, he was a bit anxious to see everyone again but then at the same time what did it matter? He didn't know anyone really despite being there for moons, he mostly just stuck around Heron while he had been there but still it would be nice to see some familiar faces and to have the children get to know their family within RiverClan.

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Berylbreeze hadn't had much to do recently, so he was glad that he was given the task of going on a patrol and doing something a bit difference. Checking out kittypet activity. He wasn't sure why Blackbird or Cornstalk couldn't do this because they came back to this place every night but hey he wouldn't argue. It gave him something new and fresh to do aside from your typical hunting or border patrol, so he had been quick to gather up a patrol and head out. Maybe they'd come across a kittypet or find something cool? He had heard that a few moons back though the kittypets had been giving SkyClan troubles by hunting in their territory. He hoped he wouldn't come across anything like that or hostile kittypets today. As he nears the twoleg place he glances back at the patrol, "Alright guys. If you see anything off or smell anything suspicious be sure to let me know. If we come across any kittypets lets try to stay friendly, we don't need any drama and I don't want to come back to camp with a patrol full of injured cats." He tells anyone who came along with him with a small nod. With that the large white tom allowed his power full limbs to push him up in a leap before he scrambles onto a nearby fence to get a better look at the place. He couldn't believe they had warriors within the clan who liked... living in this area. At least for the night.

//didnt want to start 2 threads with the same starter so feel free to post as if your character is on the patrol <3<3

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So the BloodClan border hadn't been checked up on recently and Lavenderskies wasn't too interested in going and leading a patrol there herself, which was fair if you asked him. But when he had decided to ask her for something to do for whatever reason she thought he was eligible to lead such a patrol. Well erm- alright he supposed? BloodClan made him uncomfortable for obvious reasons, he admired both Butterflydawn and Lavenderskies as semi-adoptive parents, Buckwheat his adoptive brother, and RiverClan a former home of his and all of them seemed to have a good or strong disliking for the city dwellers. He had been in RiverClan when the news of what happened to Feathersong and Finchpaw broke out, he was angered that so many of the other clans seemed to have just shrugged their shoulders to what had happened and moved on. Overall he felt nothing but anger towards the clan, his young self would have probably marched over there and shot nasty remarks at them all day long but with age he had learned to bite his tongue and remain calm. But the snarky remarks and his sharp-tongue were definitely still there and was waiting for a day to show themselves once more.

But no, today would not be that day. He wanted no trouble but merely to check up on the border after some... questionable stuff had happened recently. With a sharp flick of his tail he pads over to the middle of camp and raises his head high before calling out, "BloodClan borders need to be marked! I've been tasked with leading a patrol there. Anyone with me? I plan on making it quick."

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As Mothpaw approached the large white tom would give a small nod, "Excellent. We'll be heading out soon so if no one else approaches I suppose it'll be just you and I. Which will be fine, after what happened with Minnowstar BloodClan would be idiotic to try and pull anything." He says with a low growl, before he looks around to see if anyone else will approach.

//I'll be posting the thread tonight prob, so if anyone wants to hop in even after its posted feel free to just consider them as part of the patrol.

and I used lav's speech oops.

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