Post by drizzlefur on Jun 4, 2017 16:01:51 GMT -5
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DRIZZLEFUR
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[PTab=Tab2]APPEARANCE - One | Two | Three
PERSONALITY - Drizzlefur has the kind of eager, cheerful hope one might expect more from a brand new apprentice than a brand new warrior. She wants to go on every patrol, even the dawn and midnight patrols that nobody really wanted to go on. She has an innocence to her that the world hasn't ripped apart yet, still believing that everybody has everybody's best interest at heart. After all, she does! And if she just wants what's best for everyone, then why is it so hard to believe everybody else does too?
But in wanting to make sure everybody is happy and safe and healthy, Drizzlefur can come off as kind of... pushy. And nosy. She can't take no for an answer, even if someone very explicitly says right in her face, "No." She tries to fix everybody's problems even if it's something that can't really be fixed or just needs time.
FAMILY - Mother - Lilacsky - Alive
Father - Ripplestrike - Alive
Sister - Amberheart - Alive
Brother - Rainpebble - Alive
HISTORY -
Before Life
Ripplestrike had just been made a warrior when Lilacsky was born. He didn't pay her much attention, at least not any more than the rest of the kits. When she became an apprentice, he wasn't even her mentor, that honor going to some other cat. It wasn't until she was a warrior that Ripplestrike started treating her as an equal. He got to know her and was amazed by her. She was calm and collected, and didn't seem to be bothered by anything. She had a quiet confidence about her that slowly took him in until he was completely head over heels for her.
He wasn't as accomplished with hiding it as he would have liked. The entire Clan was aware of his infatuation, including Lilacsky. She was as flattered as she was amused by it. Every time she spoke to him he squeaked and stuttered and mixed up his words. It was adorable, and she was charmed by him. Ripplestrike was the only one surprised when she asked him to be her mate.
He naturally agreed and, less than a moon later, Lilacsky moved into the nursery with kits.
Kit
Born the youngest of three, there was no doubt that Drizzlekit was truly the baby. Though their parents tried to love and treat all three kits equally, Drizzlekit was coddled. Nobody ever cursed or said anything mean near her for fear of earning their parent's wrath.
She was sheltered from things like war and hunger and sickness. Sure, she knew they existed and what they were, but they were more things that happened in stories. None of that could ever effect her. After all, Drizzlekit and her littermates were lucky to be born mid-newleaf, the time when it seemed like prey would never end.
Apprentice
Being born mid-newleaf means Drizzlepaw was made an apprentice mid-leaffall. Not the best of time, but also not the worst. There was enough prey for her to learn how to hunt and actually catch something, but the better she got at it the less there seemed to be. The first snows fell when she was 9 moons old, and while Drizzlepaw was fascinated by it, the older cats seemed worried.
She put their worry out of her mind, but a few days later the river had iced over. Fresh-kill was almost impossible to find for even the most trained warrior. Drizzlepaw never gave up hope though. Even when the air was cold enough to sting if you breathed it in too deeply, she still laughed and loved. Her Clanmates turned skinny enough to see their ribs, the threat of sickness became more and more prominent, but Drizzlepaw stayed happy.
The days warmed up eventually though, and nobody was happier to see the sunlight than Drizzlepaw. To show that RiverClan was still strong, she and her siblings were made warriors.
Warrior
That was barely a moon ago though, in the early days of newleaf. Drizzlefur hasn't experienced much in that short a time, just more of the same. She's excited for what that the future will hold though!
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[PTab=Tab3]DO YOU BELIEVE IN STARCLAN? WHY OR WHY NOT? -blink blink- ... Yes? I mean, is that even in question? Are there actually cats that don't believe in StarClan? It's not an opinion, it's a fact of life! I mean, how else do leaders lose a life and come back to us? Do they think it's just a prank, that the leaders jump back up and yell, "Surprise, I didn't actually die"? Although admittedly I can kind of see Flamestripe of ShadowClan doing that, he seems like the kind of cat.
FAVORITE HISTORICAL CAT? WHY? Okay, so I don't know if this actually happened once a long time ago, but Lilacsky once told me a story about a WindClan leader named Icestar, who freed RiverClan from the tyranny of an evil dictator named Streamstar. Icestar didn't care that Streamstar's leadership weakened the Clan and posed less up a thread to WindClan, he didn't care that Streamstar was perfectly cordial at Gatherings and gave no reason for anybody to interfere with the way he ran his Clan. No, Icestar cared that innocent cats were being hurt, that the warrior code was being broken over and over again but nobody could do anything. He cared, not about what was traditional or safe, but about what was right. That's the kind of cat I want to be when I'm grown up! ... Or, well, more grown up.
WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST FEAR? Ooh, this one's a toughie... Um, I guess, starving to death? The most recent leafbare was my first one, and to see all my Clanmates getting so skinny and hungry... it was... terrifying. -shudders- I never want to go through that again... But even I know that that's ridiculous. The only thing I can do is prepare myself better, now that I know what to expect.
IF YOUR BEST FRIEND/MOTHER/WHOEVER KNOWS YOU WELL COULD DESCRIBE YOU IN THREE INDIVIDUAL WORDS, WHAT WOULD THOSE BE? DO YOU AGREE OR DISAGREE? Okay, so that's a bit of an unfair question. My best friends are my siblings, Amberheart and Rainpebble. They'd probably describe me as pushy and stubborn, and maybe even spoiled. And, well, they wouldn't exactly be wrong? I know I have flaws, and I'm working on them!
My mother, on the other paw... She'd describe me as good, sweet, and perfect. The first two, I can agree with. I hope that doesn't make me sound arrogant, but, well, you asked! It's the third one that I have problems with. Lilacsky seems to see me as this perfect little angel, and I try my best to live up to that, but sometimes it seems impossible.
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[PTab=Tab4]USERNAME/ALIAS - Shiny
PRONOUNS - she/her
TIMEZONE - est
OTHER CHARACTERS - none
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PAST NAMES - Drizzlekit, Drizzlepaw
SEX - she-cat
AGE - 14 moons
CLAN & RANK - RiverClan Warrior
BRIEF DESCRIPTION - light gray cat with bright yellow eyes
SEX - she-cat
AGE - 14 moons
CLAN & RANK - RiverClan Warrior
BRIEF DESCRIPTION - light gray cat with bright yellow eyes
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[PTab=Tab2]APPEARANCE - One | Two | Three
PERSONALITY - Drizzlefur has the kind of eager, cheerful hope one might expect more from a brand new apprentice than a brand new warrior. She wants to go on every patrol, even the dawn and midnight patrols that nobody really wanted to go on. She has an innocence to her that the world hasn't ripped apart yet, still believing that everybody has everybody's best interest at heart. After all, she does! And if she just wants what's best for everyone, then why is it so hard to believe everybody else does too?
But in wanting to make sure everybody is happy and safe and healthy, Drizzlefur can come off as kind of... pushy. And nosy. She can't take no for an answer, even if someone very explicitly says right in her face, "No." She tries to fix everybody's problems even if it's something that can't really be fixed or just needs time.
FAMILY - Mother - Lilacsky - Alive
Father - Ripplestrike - Alive
Sister - Amberheart - Alive
Brother - Rainpebble - Alive
HISTORY -
Ripplestrike had just been made a warrior when Lilacsky was born. He didn't pay her much attention, at least not any more than the rest of the kits. When she became an apprentice, he wasn't even her mentor, that honor going to some other cat. It wasn't until she was a warrior that Ripplestrike started treating her as an equal. He got to know her and was amazed by her. She was calm and collected, and didn't seem to be bothered by anything. She had a quiet confidence about her that slowly took him in until he was completely head over heels for her.
He wasn't as accomplished with hiding it as he would have liked. The entire Clan was aware of his infatuation, including Lilacsky. She was as flattered as she was amused by it. Every time she spoke to him he squeaked and stuttered and mixed up his words. It was adorable, and she was charmed by him. Ripplestrike was the only one surprised when she asked him to be her mate.
He naturally agreed and, less than a moon later, Lilacsky moved into the nursery with kits.
Born the youngest of three, there was no doubt that Drizzlekit was truly the baby. Though their parents tried to love and treat all three kits equally, Drizzlekit was coddled. Nobody ever cursed or said anything mean near her for fear of earning their parent's wrath.
She was sheltered from things like war and hunger and sickness. Sure, she knew they existed and what they were, but they were more things that happened in stories. None of that could ever effect her. After all, Drizzlekit and her littermates were lucky to be born mid-newleaf, the time when it seemed like prey would never end.
Being born mid-newleaf means Drizzlepaw was made an apprentice mid-leaffall. Not the best of time, but also not the worst. There was enough prey for her to learn how to hunt and actually catch something, but the better she got at it the less there seemed to be. The first snows fell when she was 9 moons old, and while Drizzlepaw was fascinated by it, the older cats seemed worried.
She put their worry out of her mind, but a few days later the river had iced over. Fresh-kill was almost impossible to find for even the most trained warrior. Drizzlepaw never gave up hope though. Even when the air was cold enough to sting if you breathed it in too deeply, she still laughed and loved. Her Clanmates turned skinny enough to see their ribs, the threat of sickness became more and more prominent, but Drizzlepaw stayed happy.
The days warmed up eventually though, and nobody was happier to see the sunlight than Drizzlepaw. To show that RiverClan was still strong, she and her siblings were made warriors.
Warrior
That was barely a moon ago though, in the early days of newleaf. Drizzlefur hasn't experienced much in that short a time, just more of the same. She's excited for what that the future will hold though!
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[PTab=Tab3]DO YOU BELIEVE IN STARCLAN? WHY OR WHY NOT? -blink blink- ... Yes? I mean, is that even in question? Are there actually cats that don't believe in StarClan? It's not an opinion, it's a fact of life! I mean, how else do leaders lose a life and come back to us? Do they think it's just a prank, that the leaders jump back up and yell, "Surprise, I didn't actually die"? Although admittedly I can kind of see Flamestripe of ShadowClan doing that, he seems like the kind of cat.
FAVORITE HISTORICAL CAT? WHY? Okay, so I don't know if this actually happened once a long time ago, but Lilacsky once told me a story about a WindClan leader named Icestar, who freed RiverClan from the tyranny of an evil dictator named Streamstar. Icestar didn't care that Streamstar's leadership weakened the Clan and posed less up a thread to WindClan, he didn't care that Streamstar was perfectly cordial at Gatherings and gave no reason for anybody to interfere with the way he ran his Clan. No, Icestar cared that innocent cats were being hurt, that the warrior code was being broken over and over again but nobody could do anything. He cared, not about what was traditional or safe, but about what was right. That's the kind of cat I want to be when I'm grown up! ... Or, well, more grown up.
WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST FEAR? Ooh, this one's a toughie... Um, I guess, starving to death? The most recent leafbare was my first one, and to see all my Clanmates getting so skinny and hungry... it was... terrifying. -shudders- I never want to go through that again... But even I know that that's ridiculous. The only thing I can do is prepare myself better, now that I know what to expect.
IF YOUR BEST FRIEND/MOTHER/WHOEVER KNOWS YOU WELL COULD DESCRIBE YOU IN THREE INDIVIDUAL WORDS, WHAT WOULD THOSE BE? DO YOU AGREE OR DISAGREE? Okay, so that's a bit of an unfair question. My best friends are my siblings, Amberheart and Rainpebble. They'd probably describe me as pushy and stubborn, and maybe even spoiled. And, well, they wouldn't exactly be wrong? I know I have flaws, and I'm working on them!
My mother, on the other paw... She'd describe me as good, sweet, and perfect. The first two, I can agree with. I hope that doesn't make me sound arrogant, but, well, you asked! It's the third one that I have problems with. Lilacsky seems to see me as this perfect little angel, and I try my best to live up to that, but sometimes it seems impossible.
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[PTab=Tab4]USERNAME/ALIAS - Shiny
PRONOUNS - she/her
TIMEZONE - est
OTHER CHARACTERS - none
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