Post by Rose on Mar 21, 2010 14:49:25 GMT -6
<--- Emberpatch
34 Moons, Female
34 Moons, Female
Clan:
RiverClan
Rank:
Warrior // Deputy
Description:
A middle shade tabby brown she-cat with dainty snow white paws and huge faded amber eyes
Personality:
Curious
Curiosity killed the cat. Hell if it was supposed to, then Emberpatch has lasted longer then most. With a curious nature the she-cat is always getting into things that do not involve her. She's always walking up to danger and laughing in it's face, and even at times she'll cling to a cat's pelt just to show she'll never give up in her quest for answers. With her mind in the clouds, she's always up for the challanage of training an apprentice. with a clear mind, and a peaceful head, she's always curious of how the other Clans are getting along, although she can have both a nasty or peaceful way of doing it.
Smart
Are you smart? Yes? Spell it! Guess you spelled smart right, well you're supposed to spell it, only a few can get that question right, and if you asked Emberpatch, and she knew how to spell, she would more in likely get that question right. With a clear mind she can easily choose between right and wrong, and what she believes is right. She'll listen to her leader's order, and judge it only if need be, but only behind closed doors, not infront of the Clan itself. She's smart enough to know that anyone can lie, and at any moment so you should hear from both parties if something bad happens, but in the mist of it all, can forget it all and turn to her natural way and jump to conclusions.
Fear
An emotion that everyone must face. Every one has a fear, even if they say they don't, some show fear differently then others, Emberpatch doesn't run from her fear, she locks herself in behind a glass wall and watches her 'fear' take control. What is her fear, you ask? She has but many, for starters, she's scared to fall in love, give her heart to someone, so, when she 'thinks' she has found the one she shuts them out, shuts herself off from them, only being forced to go to them if she can. Normally she's known to hang out with toms more, so she doesn't end a relationship to hurt her friendship with the few she truly holds dear.
Love
The emotion that rules all others. When it turns out she loves someone, it shows in everything she does, from giving them as much visible love as she can to secret meetings in the forest. She's mysterious in ways and that's the way she's always going to be. Her love can only be taken if the tom treats her with respect and love her for herself, not the pelt. It has to count for what is on the inside.
Anger
Anger, you say, is right next to love. All is fair in love and war. When it comes to her anger, oh it's a side some see all too well, and it's the emotion she turns to when she needs to back up or hide something she needs hidden. She'll snap at just about anything, other then the leader. She has been know to lose it on the Medicine Cat, but had later said her apologies and left. A good thing about her anger is that as it appears, it disappears just as quick.
Summary:
A middle shade tabby brown she-cat with dainty snow white paws and huge faded amber eyes. Angered very easily, doesn't give in to love very easily, has quite a few fears, she's very intelligent, and above all, very, very curious.
History:
Mothpelt & Blackriver were a one moon thing, when Blackriver and Oakmist got into a deep fight. It was a mistake, and the cost was a life for another, and the pain to the last. Anyways, Mothpelt and Blackriver had always been friends, dating back to when Mothpelt and Blackriver were just Blackpaw and Mothpaw. Anyways, it was a mistake, one night stand, and it ended badly, for both cats. Oakmist was pregnant with Blackriver's kits, and Mothpelt was as well. And one day, realising that she could never raise the kits she had alone, she headed for Somberclan. But as she edged the border, she was giving birth to her only kit, in which, she named Emberkit. Moments later, just by chance, Blackriver, and two other unnamed warriors approched her and she let the whole story be told, and it was in that moment that Blackriver was hated. Oakmist, being the kind hearted queen she was, accepted Emberkit as her own, having been very close, out of clan friends, with Mothpelt. Although she was very angry with her mate, she accepted the little kit into her family, now having two kits to look after, Oakmist always backed up Emberkit when she did something wrong.
As Emberkit grew up, her and Snakekit always hung out, the two thinking they were really true siblings. As they grew, it was clearly stated that the two completed each other. Snakekit being the fighter, and the jump-head-first into everything tom cat. While Emberkit was the thinker, the curious one. Caution was the first thing, Oakmist hammered into her, and it stayed with her. It wasn't until our little Emberkit, lost Snakekit, that she gave up that caution rule. The night her brother died, she started yowling that her brother was dead, and it was then, that a elder told her straight out that she was not Snakekit's real sister, but step sister, that she was a horrible half blood kitten. What did our poor Emberkit do? She flipped, she swore that she'd be the best RiverClan cat ever, that she'd prove them all that she was more then a half Clan cat, but that it was the heart that was needed more. Emberkit, soon became Emberpaw, her mentor was her father. Now Emberpaw was always following her father, asking questions, demanding answers, she even wondered what StarClan was thinking, a question her father refused, and could not answer. But it was when Oakmist got green-cough and then later black-cough that Emberpaw started questioning the Medicine Cat, and when Oakmist died, she flipped on the Medicine Cat, saying how he/she let her mother die. The horrible elder had since pasted, but Blackriver made it clear that he was no longer Emberpaw's father, he took her into the forest and told her that if she so much as stood up for him, calling him her father, he would see that she died in the river that called to her.
Now Emberpaw's apprenticeship was completely normal, other then the idea of her father going to drown her, looming over her head. Emberpaw soon became Emberpatch, and while the Clan called her name, her father sat silently, looking on in anger. Emberpatch had shown she was a RiverClan cat, by proving that she did not need her fmaily to back her up, but by being who she was, Emberpatch, the too curious for her own good she-cat, with that slightly darker side that every cat should watch out for. Now, as the warrior she was, she referred to her father as father, sneering at him when ever the time came, but she was always still the happy go lucky cat she is today. It was back near her 25th moon that her father kicked her out of his family for good. The two, along with an older warrior, were hunting when a badger attacked, Blackriver, finally showing some fathering skills told Emberpatch to run, but she refused, instead injuring herself, to protect her father's life as she pushed him out of the way. She was in the Medicine Cat's den for two moons, and when she left, she found out her father was in the elder's den. Emberpatch still visits him, calling him dad, and telling him all about her day. But since he has moved into the Elder's den, he's silenced himself. Not wanting to talk to the kit, that should never of been born.
Family:
Mothpelt ,, mother ,, jaguarclan ,, warrior- Blackriver ,, father ,, somberclan ,, elder ,, NRP
Oakmist ,, step mother ,, somberclan ,, queen- Snakekit ,, step brother ,, somberclan ,, kit
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Mate:
0
Code Words:
Warrior Cats
