Post by Riles on Apr 20, 2021 0:10:32 GMT
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[attr="class","arrappTAG"]@/ruby - (a brown tabby with flecks of ginger in her coat)
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| 42 MOONS | She-cat | Bisexual | Shadowclan | Warrior |
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| + cunning + bold + creative + witty + agile | - headstrong - selfish - impulsive - condescending - vain |
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[attr="class","arrgenMAINTEXT"]What would Shadowclan do without it's diva of a warrior, ever daring and quick to blame those mouse-brained Thunderclan cats for everything? Born and raised in Shadowclan (and quite proud of it, thank you), what Rubythroat might lack in tact and manners, she makes up for in pride and spirit. The brown tabby has a headstrong wit about her. Never the type to hold her tongue, Rubythroat is quick to interject her own ideas and opinions. Perhaps that mouth of hers has even earned her a few trips freshening up the elder's den.
Despite her rather loud opinions, the she-cat is worth her weight in fighting mettle. She takes pride in her own reputation and works hard to perform her tasks diligently. She understands the importance of the clan's traditions and laws, and upholds all she's been taught. During her youth, Rubythroat worked hard to impress her fellow warriors with seemingly grand feats of expertise (or perhaps it's simply insecurity concerning her young age driving her ambition). Her attempts at, let's say... Catching 10 mice in a day... may come up short, but truly she's trying to claw her way to the same level of reverence and respect as older warriors have earned. Should another's morals challenge her worldview, they'd be met with disdain and disbelief, and none-too-kindly. See guys, I'm the model Shadowclan warrior- Y'all see this?!
As she aged, she tabby became more cunning. The warrior learned from the mistakes of her impulsive apprentice days. Her mother kept her informed, and the warrior became well versed in all the best of news and gossip. And as Rubythroat watched her siblings' triumphs and failures, she resolved to do better. The whole clan deserved better, truly.
They deserved her.
Despite her rather loud opinions, the she-cat is worth her weight in fighting mettle. She takes pride in her own reputation and works hard to perform her tasks diligently. She understands the importance of the clan's traditions and laws, and upholds all she's been taught. During her youth, Rubythroat worked hard to impress her fellow warriors with seemingly grand feats of expertise (or perhaps it's simply insecurity concerning her young age driving her ambition). Her attempts at, let's say... Catching 10 mice in a day... may come up short, but truly she's trying to claw her way to the same level of reverence and respect as older warriors have earned. Should another's morals challenge her worldview, they'd be met with disdain and disbelief, and none-too-kindly. See guys, I'm the model Shadowclan warrior- Y'all see this?!
As she aged, she tabby became more cunning. The warrior learned from the mistakes of her impulsive apprentice days. Her mother kept her informed, and the warrior became well versed in all the best of news and gossip. And as Rubythroat watched her siblings' triumphs and failures, she resolved to do better. The whole clan deserved better, truly.
They deserved her.
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[attr="class","arrgenMAINTEXT"]Born to she-cat Mapleleap and tom Ashstar, Rubykit was named for the reddish flecks within her brown coat. Her kithood was relatively uneventful and full of play with her siblings who would grow to become Lionfire, Fogstep, and Pumpkinfur. Rubykit could often be seen trying to trek within the shadows of any passerby, just hoping to adventure a little further from the den unnoticed (and never successfully). Her world simply wasn't big enough as she aged, and her curiosity knew no bounds.
As she aged, Rubypaw was granted an apprenticeship under an older she-cat warrior Flintface. Eventually, she became Rubythroat (see spoiler for off-forum background info).
When her mother told her of her brother Fogstep's betrayal of Shadowclan law (by having cats with a Thunderclan queen), it soured Rubythroat to the core. Having kits with a cat outside of Shadowclan was disrespectful to their heritage- To their very way of life! However, what's done is done, and the innocent kits could not choose their birthright (or lack therof). She may seem standoffish for some time around her brother, but loves him all the same- She just... Can't understand how a Thunderclan queen could be so attractive to have lured her brother away, so she simply determined that all Thunderclan queens must be harlots. It was Thunderclan's fault, obviously.
Not long after, Shadowclan was struck with a strange illness. Lionfire and Hawkflight tried their best, but with resources depleted, they turned to Thunderclan and were denied. Yet again, those pompous cats refused to help. She wondered why the medicine cats even bothered... Rubythroat felt the effects of the disease, but managed to survive unlike others of their clan.
Her mother continues to share Ashstar's secrets as they come- Yet sometimes it's hard to decipher fact from rumor. So she grits her teeth and bides her time, and decides... She needs some friends. Allies. Rubythroat may not know all history, but she does know where her loyalty lies. And Shadowclan deserves better.
As she aged, Rubypaw was granted an apprenticeship under an older she-cat warrior Flintface. Eventually, she became Rubythroat (see spoiler for off-forum background info).
Eager to impress her mentor and earn her warrior name, Rubypaw hurried through most tasks she was assigned. Unfortunately, her rush to accomplish tasks and prove her worth often ended with half-baked results. One particular day, Rubypaw accidentally forgot to deliver a kill blow to a freshly caught vole (the thrill of the hunt seemed to steal her senses). When delivered to the kits and nursing queens, the stunned vole reawakened only to wreak havoc and make a mess of the den. The stir caused quite a cluster of wild kits and less-than-amused queens. Rubypaw didn't take kindly to reprimands from her mentor, though well-deserved. The apprentice tried to defend herself, stating that she'd been sure to deliver a strong kill bite. Losing her patience with her embarrassing over-eager apprentice, Flintface finally resolved to thump the youth across the head with her paw. Startled, the gesture evoked a stunned silence from Rubypaw (finally). Actions seem to speak louder than words, especially when young cats just won't listen (coughs... Ruby).
As her apprenticeship continued, Flintface and Rubypaw grew close. Rubypaw gained a respect for her mentor, and quietly studied her movements and motions on patrols and hunts. Again, actions seemed to get more through to the young cat than any boring teachings and stories. Flintface, with all her wisdom, resolved to make a warrior out of this cat, and adjusted her teaching style to fit Ruby's needs (that initial slap to the face did wonders for their relationship- sometimes all it takes is a good WACK, ya young wippersnappers). The pair grew fond of each other, as evidenced in their private teasing and affectionate nudges. However, Flintface's lessons became more focused and harder, especially when practicing hunting or sparring tactics as Rubypaw aged. Rubypaw delighted in the challenge, but never quite stopped being a sore loser whenever bested by fellow apprentices or her mentor. Failure drove her to train harder, as Shadowclan surely expected.
While on patrol one day, the young apprentice, Flintface, and another mentor-apprentice pair came upon a nest of rats attempting to take up residence within Shadowclan's borders. A fight ensured, and Rubypaw bravely defended their territory. The four cats fought tooth and claw against five of the rodents. In the fight, Rubypaw sustained an injury to her front left paw, but dealt far worse than she was given. After crippling one rat, she noticed her mentor defending herself against a large black rat, and the fight wasn't leaning in Flintface's favor. In a springing leap, the young she-cat latched onto the throat of the brute and dealt it a swift end. The four cats returned to the clan dens bruised and bloody, but had successfully defended their home. For these actions, Rubypaw earned the name Rubythroat.
During the skirmish with the rats, Flintface received a harsh bite to her ear, losing half of it in the process. A second wound to her front left elbow would later become infected, and Rubythroat worried for her elder mentor. The medicine cat of their clan did all she could, and through her skill alone, Flintface recovered. However, the warrior would carry a limp with her wherever she walked, and would soon retire as an elder. Being her mentor's last apprentice, she resolved to make her mentor and their clan proud. If Flintface never trained an apprentice again, well, Rubythroat would be sure to carry on her knowldege and skills.
As her apprenticeship continued, Flintface and Rubypaw grew close. Rubypaw gained a respect for her mentor, and quietly studied her movements and motions on patrols and hunts. Again, actions seemed to get more through to the young cat than any boring teachings and stories. Flintface, with all her wisdom, resolved to make a warrior out of this cat, and adjusted her teaching style to fit Ruby's needs (that initial slap to the face did wonders for their relationship- sometimes all it takes is a good WACK, ya young wippersnappers). The pair grew fond of each other, as evidenced in their private teasing and affectionate nudges. However, Flintface's lessons became more focused and harder, especially when practicing hunting or sparring tactics as Rubypaw aged. Rubypaw delighted in the challenge, but never quite stopped being a sore loser whenever bested by fellow apprentices or her mentor. Failure drove her to train harder, as Shadowclan surely expected.
While on patrol one day, the young apprentice, Flintface, and another mentor-apprentice pair came upon a nest of rats attempting to take up residence within Shadowclan's borders. A fight ensured, and Rubypaw bravely defended their territory. The four cats fought tooth and claw against five of the rodents. In the fight, Rubypaw sustained an injury to her front left paw, but dealt far worse than she was given. After crippling one rat, she noticed her mentor defending herself against a large black rat, and the fight wasn't leaning in Flintface's favor. In a springing leap, the young she-cat latched onto the throat of the brute and dealt it a swift end. The four cats returned to the clan dens bruised and bloody, but had successfully defended their home. For these actions, Rubypaw earned the name Rubythroat.
During the skirmish with the rats, Flintface received a harsh bite to her ear, losing half of it in the process. A second wound to her front left elbow would later become infected, and Rubythroat worried for her elder mentor. The medicine cat of their clan did all she could, and through her skill alone, Flintface recovered. However, the warrior would carry a limp with her wherever she walked, and would soon retire as an elder. Being her mentor's last apprentice, she resolved to make her mentor and their clan proud. If Flintface never trained an apprentice again, well, Rubythroat would be sure to carry on her knowldege and skills.
When her mother told her of her brother Fogstep's betrayal of Shadowclan law (by having cats with a Thunderclan queen), it soured Rubythroat to the core. Having kits with a cat outside of Shadowclan was disrespectful to their heritage- To their very way of life! However, what's done is done, and the innocent kits could not choose their birthright (or lack therof). She may seem standoffish for some time around her brother, but loves him all the same- She just... Can't understand how a Thunderclan queen could be so attractive to have lured her brother away, so she simply determined that all Thunderclan queens must be harlots. It was Thunderclan's fault, obviously.
Not long after, Shadowclan was struck with a strange illness. Lionfire and Hawkflight tried their best, but with resources depleted, they turned to Thunderclan and were denied. Yet again, those pompous cats refused to help. She wondered why the medicine cats even bothered... Rubythroat felt the effects of the disease, but managed to survive unlike others of their clan.
Her mother continues to share Ashstar's secrets as they come- Yet sometimes it's hard to decipher fact from rumor. So she grits her teeth and bides her time, and decides... She needs some friends. Allies. Rubythroat may not know all history, but she does know where her loyalty lies. And Shadowclan deserves better.
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| Ruby; for the flecks of ginger in her brown coat | Throat; for her swift kill to the throat of an invading rat, or perhaps the ginger fur of her throat |
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[attr="class","arrappUSERNAME"]28 - EST
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[attr="class","arrappCONTACT"]how to contact goes here.
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