HOME | DD

Description

Updates

07.01.2019 : IM DOOOOOOOOOOOOONE

Basic information
Name: Robinshadow
• Prefix - Robin | Her pelt color reminded her mother of a robin
• Suffix - Shadow | She has excellent stalking and hunting skills
• Previous names - Robinkit, Robinpaw
Nicknames: Robin

Age: -- 32 moons
Gender: Cis Female
Breed: Moggy
Clan: Scorch

Rank:
Mentor(s):
Yarrowpelt | Alive | Scorch Clan | NPC

Current Apprentice:
N/A
Previous Apprentice(s):
N/A

Religious Beliefs: ★★★★☆
"I have to believe my brother has gone to somewhere where the stars shine and... I just know he's up there watching me... Guiding me. My mother too. Star clan DOES exist because where else would our dead go? There HAS to be more than just the soil beneath our paws."

Physical Information

Fur Statistics:
● ○ ○ ○ ○ ➟ Rough
● ● ● ● ○ ➟ Dry
● ● ● ● ○ ➟ Smooth
● ● ○ ○ ○ ➟ Soft

Short | ● ○ ○ ○ ○ | Long

Brief Description: Robinshadw has a smaller body with short fur and a little bobtail at the back. It's a little smooth to the touch and she has a lithe shape great for running.
Unique Features: Robinshadow is a dark she-cat with red and orange patterning splattering her backside and forelegs. She looks like a cat who could hide really well in the autumn nights. Her most notable features are the bob tail that wiggles and fluffs up like a doe's bob tail, but the newest looker are the fresh scars across her belly and one over her muzzle.

Body Type: Robinshadow has a compact little body with a lithe frame and thin nimble legs that make it easier to run through the woods.
Scars:s
● Across her belly
● Across her muzzle (i'll add it to her headshot soon plz spare me)

Height
• Inches: 6 in
• Centimeters: 15 cm

Battle Statistics:
Health Points ➟ [ 18 of18 ]
Strength ➟ [ 2 of 5 ]
Defense ➟ [ 4 of 5 ]
Agility ➟ [ 1 of 5 ]
Speed ➟ [ 6 of 6 ]

Total Battle Stats: 11

Daily Statistics

Healing ➟ [ 0 of 4 ]

Tracking ➟ [ 1 of 10 ]
Total Daily Stats: 3 points

Personality

Loyal | Confident  |  Courageous  |  Playful |  Impulsive | Emotional |  Entitled |  Aggressive  |  Untrusting

While Robinshadow can be a bit of a bitch sometimes, she does have some redeeming qualities. She is very loyal to her clanmates and her clan as a whole. She'd do just about anything her leader says and is very confident in her ability to do many of the things that are promised to her. Confidence is a big key to Robin's character because she thinks she can do it all. She is sure of it. This also makes her very courageous when it comes to being tasked with things. Sometimes in times of hesitation, you miss out on some of the best things, and Robinshadow doesn't want to miss any of it.

Though because of her confidence, she can be a bit entitled to things. She thinks she can do it better or simply that she is better... Sometimes her self image becomes a point of hurt for her and she'll often lash out and become aggressive. Her confidence does waver and when it does it comes out on others. Deep down Robinshadow is a very very emotional cat who cares a lot about her self image and the cat she is going to be. She ad only shared this part of herself with few cats and is often untrusting with others. She may be loyal but with her personal self, she is not happy to let others in.

Sometimes Robinshadow can come off as a bit playful and uncaring. Often she goes throughout patrols with a carefree attitude and would rather mess around than work, but that's because she has the skill to mess around AND get stuff done. Sometimes Robin can be a bit Impulsive with her actions and will jump into action without really thinking about it. Sometimes it can be seen as a little overdramatic when her emotions collide with her impulsiveness because she is more likely to lash out at others and generally be nasty.

Family

Mother
Ravensong | Dead | Scorch Clan  | NPC

Father
Unknown Tom | ??? | scorch clan | NPC

Siblings
Swanstep |Deceased | scorch clan | NPC

Offspring

N/a

Other Relatives
N/a

Sexuality

Relationship status: Single
Sexual orientation: Bisexual
Romantic orientation: Demiromantic

Mate:
N/a
Previous partners / flings:
N/a

Looking For
• Lasting Relationship - ?
• Quick Fling - ?
• Kittens - ?

{✔}= Yes | {✘}= No | {?}= Unsure

History

|Kitten|
Ravensong was a single mother to Robinkit and her brother Swankit. The lack of a father never bothered Robinkit in the beginning, she almost seemed pleased by it. That just meant there was more attention she could spend on her doting mother. Ravensong wasn't a particularly maternal mother, but she did love her kids a whole damn lot. Often she would go on patrols to stretch her legs and would ALWAYS bring them back toys to play with. Robinkit especially loved when she brought back toys she could chase around and bite. It made her feel like a real warrior.

Raven always thought her kits were a league above the rest and would constantly tell them they were "One in a million". This inflated Robin's ego immensely as a child and it grew confidence in her that she'd often try to beat out other kittens during games to prove she was the best. Though, Raven always seemed to give a little more attention to Robin's brother Swankit, because he obviously needed it... He wasn't as cool as she was...  Though, it was always her kind-hearted brother Swankit that kept her down to the earth... She loved him so. He was a soft tom with a golden heart, not as quick-tempered as she was, and he always had a way of calming her down with soothing words.

During her kithood, when she felt like none of the other kits wanted to play with her (she had no idea why????) he'd be there with her to remind her she wasn't alone. He pushed her to try to make an effort to be friendly to the other kits and that's how Robinkit was introduced to Featherkit. Immediately the two became friends and Robinkit often went out to seek her for games when Swankit was getting swaddled by their mother. It was a little hard with Featherkit always trailing behind her sister's shadow.

|Apprentice|
Robinpaw was thrilled when she was given her mentor and she was most certainly ready to be trained as a warrior! She was the best and she was certainly going to BE the best out of all of the scrappy apprentices. No offense to her brother but she'd certainly beat him anyway, but it was a good thing they were on the same side. Her mentor, Yarrowpelt was a good tom with good intentions. He seemed sad quite often and at first, Robinpaw thought he was going to be incredibly easy to manipulate to her liking... But she soon learned that was not the case. Yarrowpelt was a hard and stern mentor and he saw Robinpaw's plans before she had even concocted them.

Robin acted as if she was the little queen bee and often kept her head up, turned away from others. It wasn't out of her realm to bully others to make herself feel superior and push away her own insecurities. Though, she never turned this aggression onto Swanpaw. Many other cats didn't seem to like Robinpaw because of her aggressive and heated nature, but that was fine. If they wanted to make her a bad guy, she would be the bad guy.

While she did think highly of herself and didn't treat others as kindly, she also loved those close to her dearly. She spent MANY nights late with Swanpaw giggling about the life they lived and their mentors. Another thing that kept Robinpaw's apprenticeship interesting was her friendship with Featherpaw, they shared a lot of playful banter and overtime Robinpaw started to let down her haughty nature around the she-cat to let her emotions bleed through.

It was the day that Featherpaw and very dead Copperpaw came through the camp that Robinpaw was struck with fear, for her own brother. What if that had happened to him? She seemed to press herself closer to Swanpaw as they brought in the dead body... After she carefully offered small bits of consolation to the heartbroken Feather... She didn't know what to say or do, but she made a promise to herself after that. She'd remember to keep an eye on Swanpaw... After that, the molly ended up sharing her nest right next to her brothers.

In a very sudden turn of events, Ravensong fell sick... It was so quick. The medicine cat had told them that she would be fine the next day and that it was a meme cold, but the next night she was dead. Robinpaw was heartbroken, but she kept it together to console her brother. Oh, listening to his cries had truly broken her. It was in those days that Robinpaw tried to avoid most cats instead of causing trouble like she normally would. Yarrowpelt became the only form of guidance that she felt comfortable enough to look to in these try times, as he was the only adult that truly cared for her.

It only took Robinpaw a few weeks to get back to her usual nonsense, but it seemed toned down and less aggressive. A bit of that hot swelling anger inside her seemed to be quelled by the new tide of her mother's death. On most days she either followed Swanpaw around like a lost puppy, or an unwelcome shadow, and on other days she made an effort to really try hard on her lessons with Yarrowpelt. Sometimes she spared time to find and hang out with Featherpaw.

After being fully trained, Robinpaw was finally ready to become a warrior. Though, Yarrowpelt still thought her attitude needed some minor adjusting he was very proud of his apprentice. She was the daughter he never had and... Well... He wanted to see her succeed. Under the surface, Robinpaw adored Yarrowpelt as much as she could a father, but on the outside, she called him stinky and still acted like a brat.

|Warrior|
When Robinshadow and Swanstep's names were announced they were absolutely thrilled and sad... Their mother would have been screaming their names in the crowd, cheering them on with all the love in her heart, but the cursed season of sickness had taken her. There was a bit of resentment she had toward the medicine cat for making a false claim on how well her mother was actually doing... She was loyal to her clan, strong, their beliefs stuck with her everywhere she went... But her trust in others was not entirely there. The cats she trusted with her deepest secrets were Swanpaw, Featherfoot and Yarrowpelt.

Then... The death of that Blizzard clan warrior happened and... Well, Robinshadow had a feeling it wouldn't end well. The tensions were already high and death would certainly push them over the edge. Robinshadow had been on a patrol when the camp had been attacked and had come running at the cries of battle. She threw herself into battle beside Swanstep and tried to protect her camp that she called her home. The leader's both died... No one had lost and no one had one. It was simply a tragedy and the only clan who had started this was Blizzard clan... She could say that's when her hatred truly began.

After that battle Robinshadow's life was shaken, but... It slowly melded back to normalcy... Under the lead of Falconstar, who she believed would hopefully lead the clan to victory.

That little circle seemed to tighten when her and Yarrowpelt got into a fight... He called her out on her nasty behavior and she said something nasty about his personal life. How there was a reason he was alone all the time? She seemed to realize she stepped over a line and ran off, embarrassed and angry. Swanstep, of course, followed her.

Robinshadow ran and ran... Until she found herself by the large fence that separated the territories from the old two-leg town. She was... Confused and bleary-eyed, full of anger. Ironically it had started to rain, how fucking typical. Then she had heard the barks of a dog... Fear bristled along her spine and within seconds she saw the dog come barreling into view. What should she do? Run, fight, or simply lie down and accept the end. It was then that Swanstep dived out of seemingly nowhere and got a grip on the dogs to face. Fiercely, Robin charged in to meet her brother with the dog. There was a tussle and Robinshadow got a nasty scar across her belly and down her muzzle from the fight, but successfully they seemed to frazzle it a bit to climb into the nearest tree.

The rain slickened the branches and the dog was certainly not able to follow them. Two young trained warriors against a fully grown dog? That was in no way going to happen. They weren't stupid. After the dog had left they climbed back down and thats when the rain REALLY started to come down. Swanstep was worried, but Robinshadow assured him over and over that it was fine. They may be scorch clan cats but a little bit of water wasn't going to hurt them. How wrong she had been.

It had been so hard navigating back to the camp with how hard the rain had been pouring and... And her brother just slipped down a slope of unstable mud. He fell down a tight drop and... There was so much blood, had he been sliced up with the rocks? No one could hear Robin's screams for help through the rain while her brother bled out in woods.

The rain was so harsh she couldn't pick him up and... And then by the time, it slowed he was gone. A patrol found them after hearing Robin's mournful cries in the heavy rainfall. They helped Robin, with her own wounds, and her brother's body back to camp. For her wounds from the dog, Robinshadow was admitted into the medicine cat den and was able to do much while a lot of the warriors were sent around the territory collecting trash. Her brother's death is fresh and hangs over her head... She's just managed to get the okay from Cardinalfrost to begin her warrior duties again. She is not the cat she once was... She seems distant.

Relationships

Cat's name || Gender || Clan || Roleplayer || Relationship
"Quote about other character."
t
TBA

Group

Availability: High

Timezone: EST

Rating
• {✔} G

• {✔} PG-13

• {✔ } M

✔= Yes | ✘= No | ?= Maybe

Roleplay Sample
Lynx was curled around her small little babies as the moon slowly crawled into the sky. It had been a wild couple of days for the young queen and her little kittens hadn’t even opened their eyes yet. They were all so small. It was just moments ago that their little mews had quieted as sleep overtook their small bodies.

Looking over them the mother was filled with a fierce love she never expected to have… These babies had been blessed and that exalted was now dead… They had died for these babies. Lynx would be damned if she ever let anything ever happen to them. It was something deep inside her and for a moment, Lynxgaze found herself smiling at the babies. It was a soft, gentle smile, one that often did not grace her, but tonight everything felt right.

Just as her eyes slowly fell to a close, her long ears picked up the crack of a branch and her head snapped up. She sniffed the air… What was that smell? It reminded her of garlic, but no garlic was snapping branches in the dead of night. Her eyes scanned the darkness of the Queen’s den… It was empty aside for her, which she supposed was a good thing. Lynx didn’t know if she would have been able to stomach talking to some cutesy she-cat who was obsessed with being a mother.

A pair of big yellow eyes stared at her through the brush and at that moment Lynx was on her paws. The she-cat stepped in front of her babies with a long hiss, all the fur along her back raising as she prepared herself. It must have been some cruel joke, but Lynxgaze was more than ready. It let out a loud snarl and Lynx threw herself at it, hoping to scare it off by pure aggression… Hopefully, this worked.

Credits:
Application sheet by Season-of-Change admins
Written formatting by Season-of-Change admins
Character art by Kimberwick
Design by NeonScarves

Description

Updates

07.01.2019 : IM DOOOOOOOOOOOOONE

Basic information
Name: Robinshadow
• Prefix - Robin | Her pelt color reminded her mother of a robin
• Suffix - Shadow | She has excellent stalking and hunting skills
• Previous names - Robinkit, Robinpaw
Nicknames: Robin

Age: -- 32 moons
Gender: Cis Female
Breed: Moggy
Clan: Scorch

Rank:
Mentor(s):
Yarrowpelt | Alive | Scorch Clan | NPC

Current Apprentice:
N/A
Previous Apprentice(s):
N/A

Religious Beliefs: ★★★★☆
"I have to believe my brother has gone to somewhere where the stars shine and... I just know he's up there watching me... Guiding me. My mother too. Star clan DOES exist because where else would our dead go? There HAS to be more than just the soil beneath our paws."

Physical Information

Fur Statistics:
● ○ ○ ○ ○ ➟ Rough
● ● ● ● ○ ➟ Dry
● ● ● ● ○ ➟ Smooth
● ● ○ ○ ○ ➟ Soft

Short | ● ○ ○ ○ ○ | Long

Brief Description: Robinshadw has a smaller body with short fur and a little bobtail at the back. It's a little smooth to the touch and she has a lithe shape great for running.
Unique Features: Robinshadow is a dark she-cat with red and orange patterning splattering her backside and forelegs. She looks like a cat who could hide really well in the autumn nights. Her most notable features are the bob tail that wiggles and fluffs up like a doe's bob tail, but the newest looker are the fresh scars across her belly and one over her muzzle.

Body Type: Robinshadow has a compact little body with a lithe frame and thin nimble legs that make it easier to run through the woods.
Scars:s
● Across her belly
● Across her muzzle (i'll add it to her headshot soon plz spare me)

Height
• Inches: 6 in
• Centimeters: 15 cm

Battle Statistics:
Health Points ➟ [ 18 of18 ]
Strength ➟ [ 2 of 5 ]
Defense ➟ [ 4 of 5 ]
Agility ➟ [ 1 of 5 ]
Speed ➟ [ 6 of 6 ]

Total Battle Stats: 11

Daily Statistics

Healing ➟ [ 0 of 4 ]

Tracking ➟ [ 1 of 10 ]
Total Daily Stats: 3 points

Personality

Loyal | Confident  |  Courageous  |  Playful |  Impulsive | Emotional |  Entitled |  Aggressive  |  Untrusting

While Robinshadow can be a bit of a bitch sometimes, she does have some redeeming qualities. She is very loyal to her clanmates and her clan as a whole. She'd do just about anything her leader says and is very confident in her ability to do many of the things that are promised to her. Confidence is a big key to Robin's character because she thinks she can do it all. She is sure of it. This also makes her very courageous when it comes to being tasked with things. Sometimes in times of hesitation, you miss out on some of the best things, and Robinshadow doesn't want to miss any of it.

Though because of her confidence, she can be a bit entitled to things. She thinks she can do it better or simply that she is better... Sometimes her self image becomes a point of hurt for her and she'll often lash out and become aggressive. Her confidence does waver and when it does it comes out on others. Deep down Robinshadow is a very very emotional cat who cares a lot about her self image and the cat she is going to be. She ad only shared this part of herself with few cats and is often untrusting with others. She may be loyal but with her personal self, she is not happy to let others in.

Sometimes Robinshadow can come off as a bit playful and uncaring. Often she goes throughout patrols with a carefree attitude and would rather mess around than work, but that's because she has the skill to mess around AND get stuff done. Sometimes Robin can be a bit Impulsive with her actions and will jump into action without really thinking about it. Sometimes it can be seen as a little overdramatic when her emotions collide with her impulsiveness because she is more likely to lash out at others and generally be nasty.

Family

Mother
Ravensong | Dead | Scorch Clan  | NPC

Father
Unknown Tom | ??? | scorch clan | NPC

Siblings
Swanstep |Deceased | scorch clan | NPC

Offspring

N/a

Other Relatives
N/a

Sexuality

Relationship status: Single
Sexual orientation: Bisexual
Romantic orientation: Demiromantic

Mate:
N/a
Previous partners / flings:
N/a

Looking For
• Lasting Relationship - ?
• Quick Fling - ?
• Kittens - ?

{✔}= Yes | {✘}= No | {?}= Unsure

History

|Kitten|
Ravensong was a single mother to Robinkit and her brother Swankit. The lack of a father never bothered Robinkit in the beginning, she almost seemed pleased by it. That just meant there was more attention she could spend on her doting mother. Ravensong wasn't a particularly maternal mother, but she did love her kids a whole damn lot. Often she would go on patrols to stretch her legs and would ALWAYS bring them back toys to play with. Robinkit especially loved when she brought back toys she could chase around and bite. It made her feel like a real warrior.

Raven always thought her kits were a league above the rest and would constantly tell them they were "One in a million". This inflated Robin's ego immensely as a child and it grew confidence in her that she'd often try to beat out other kittens during games to prove she was the best. Though, Raven always seemed to give a little more attention to Robin's brother Swankit, because he obviously needed it... He wasn't as cool as she was...  Though, it was always her kind-hearted brother Swankit that kept her down to the earth... She loved him so. He was a soft tom with a golden heart, not as quick-tempered as she was, and he always had a way of calming her down with soothing words.

During her kithood, when she felt like none of the other kits wanted to play with her (she had no idea why????) he'd be there with her to remind her she wasn't alone. He pushed her to try to make an effort to be friendly to the other kits and that's how Robinkit was introduced to Featherkit. Immediately the two became friends and Robinkit often went out to seek her for games when Swankit was getting swaddled by their mother. It was a little hard with Featherkit always trailing behind her sister's shadow.

|Apprentice|
Robinpaw was thrilled when she was given her mentor and she was most certainly ready to be trained as a warrior! She was the best and she was certainly going to BE the best out of all of the scrappy apprentices. No offense to her brother but she'd certainly beat him anyway, but it was a good thing they were on the same side. Her mentor, Yarrowpelt was a good tom with good intentions. He seemed sad quite often and at first, Robinpaw thought he was going to be incredibly easy to manipulate to her liking... But she soon learned that was not the case. Yarrowpelt was a hard and stern mentor and he saw Robinpaw's plans before she had even concocted them.

Robin acted as if she was the little queen bee and often kept her head up, turned away from others. It wasn't out of her realm to bully others to make herself feel superior and push away her own insecurities. Though, she never turned this aggression onto Swanpaw. Many other cats didn't seem to like Robinpaw because of her aggressive and heated nature, but that was fine. If they wanted to make her a bad guy, she would be the bad guy.

While she did think highly of herself and didn't treat others as kindly, she also loved those close to her dearly. She spent MANY nights late with Swanpaw giggling about the life they lived and their mentors. Another thing that kept Robinpaw's apprenticeship interesting was her friendship with Featherpaw, they shared a lot of playful banter and overtime Robinpaw started to let down her haughty nature around the she-cat to let her emotions bleed through.

It was the day that Featherpaw and very dead Copperpaw came through the camp that Robinpaw was struck with fear, for her own brother. What if that had happened to him? She seemed to press herself closer to Swanpaw as they brought in the dead body... After she carefully offered small bits of consolation to the heartbroken Feather... She didn't know what to say or do, but she made a promise to herself after that. She'd remember to keep an eye on Swanpaw... After that, the molly ended up sharing her nest right next to her brothers.

In a very sudden turn of events, Ravensong fell sick... It was so quick. The medicine cat had told them that she would be fine the next day and that it was a meme cold, but the next night she was dead. Robinpaw was heartbroken, but she kept it together to console her brother. Oh, listening to his cries had truly broken her. It was in those days that Robinpaw tried to avoid most cats instead of causing trouble like she normally would. Yarrowpelt became the only form of guidance that she felt comfortable enough to look to in these try times, as he was the only adult that truly cared for her.

It only took Robinpaw a few weeks to get back to her usual nonsense, but it seemed toned down and less aggressive. A bit of that hot swelling anger inside her seemed to be quelled by the new tide of her mother's death. On most days she either followed Swanpaw around like a lost puppy, or an unwelcome shadow, and on other days she made an effort to really try hard on her lessons with Yarrowpelt. Sometimes she spared time to find and hang out with Featherpaw.

After being fully trained, Robinpaw was finally ready to become a warrior. Though, Yarrowpelt still thought her attitude needed some minor adjusting he was very proud of his apprentice. She was the daughter he never had and... Well... He wanted to see her succeed. Under the surface, Robinpaw adored Yarrowpelt as much as she could a father, but on the outside, she called him stinky and still acted like a brat.

|Warrior|
When Robinshadow and Swanstep's names were announced they were absolutely thrilled and sad... Their mother would have been screaming their names in the crowd, cheering them on with all the love in her heart, but the cursed season of sickness had taken her. There was a bit of resentment she had toward the medicine cat for making a false claim on how well her mother was actually doing... She was loyal to her clan, strong, their beliefs stuck with her everywhere she went... But her trust in others was not entirely there. The cats she trusted with her deepest secrets were Swanpaw, Featherfoot and Yarrowpelt.

Then... The death of that Blizzard clan warrior happened and... Well, Robinshadow had a feeling it wouldn't end well. The tensions were already high and death would certainly push them over the edge. Robinshadow had been on a patrol when the camp had been attacked and had come running at the cries of battle. She threw herself into battle beside Swanstep and tried to protect her camp that she called her home. The leader's both died... No one had lost and no one had one. It was simply a tragedy and the only clan who had started this was Blizzard clan... She could say that's when her hatred truly began.

After that battle Robinshadow's life was shaken, but... It slowly melded back to normalcy... Under the lead of Falconstar, who she believed would hopefully lead the clan to victory.

That little circle seemed to tighten when her and Yarrowpelt got into a fight... He called her out on her nasty behavior and she said something nasty about his personal life. How there was a reason he was alone all the time? She seemed to realize she stepped over a line and ran off, embarrassed and angry. Swanstep, of course, followed her.

Robinshadow ran and ran... Until she found herself by the large fence that separated the territories from the old two-leg town. She was... Confused and bleary-eyed, full of anger. Ironically it had started to rain, how fucking typical. Then she had heard the barks of a dog... Fear bristled along her spine and within seconds she saw the dog come barreling into view. What should she do? Run, fight, or simply lie down and accept the end. It was then that Swanstep dived out of seemingly nowhere and got a grip on the dogs to face. Fiercely, Robin charged in to meet her brother with the dog. There was a tussle and Robinshadow got a nasty scar across her belly and down her muzzle from the fight, but successfully they seemed to frazzle it a bit to climb into the nearest tree.

The rain slickened the branches and the dog was certainly not able to follow them. Two young trained warriors against a fully grown dog? That was in no way going to happen. They weren't stupid. After the dog had left they climbed back down and thats when the rain REALLY started to come down. Swanstep was worried, but Robinshadow assured him over and over that it was fine. They may be scorch clan cats but a little bit of water wasn't going to hurt them. How wrong she had been.

It had been so hard navigating back to the camp with how hard the rain had been pouring and... And her brother just slipped down a slope of unstable mud. He fell down a tight drop and... There was so much blood, had he been sliced up with the rocks? No one could hear Robin's screams for help through the rain while her brother bled out in woods.

The rain was so harsh she couldn't pick him up and... And then by the time, it slowed he was gone. A patrol found them after hearing Robin's mournful cries in the heavy rainfall. They helped Robin, with her own wounds, and her brother's body back to camp. For her wounds from the dog, Robinshadow was admitted into the medicine cat den and was able to do much while a lot of the warriors were sent around the territory collecting trash. Her brother's death is fresh and hangs over her head... She's just managed to get the okay from Cardinalfrost to begin her warrior duties again. She is not the cat she once was... She seems distant.

Relationships

Cat's name || Gender || Clan || Roleplayer || Relationship
"Quote about other character."
t
TBA

Group

Availability: High

Timezone: EST

Rating
• {✔} G

• {✔} PG-13

• {✔ } M

✔= Yes | ✘= No | ?= Maybe

Roleplay Sample
Lynx was curled around her small little babies as the moon slowly crawled into the sky. It had been a wild couple of days for the young queen and her little kittens hadn’t even opened their eyes yet. They were all so small. It was just moments ago that their little mews had quieted as sleep overtook their small bodies.

Looking over them the mother was filled with a fierce love she never expected to have… These babies had been blessed and that exalted was now dead… They had died for these babies. Lynx would be damned if she ever let anything ever happen to them. It was something deep inside her and for a moment, Lynxgaze found herself smiling at the babies. It was a soft, gentle smile, one that often did not grace her, but tonight everything felt right.

Just as her eyes slowly fell to a close, her long ears picked up the crack of a branch and her head snapped up. She sniffed the air… What was that smell? It reminded her of garlic, but no garlic was snapping branches in the dead of night. Her eyes scanned the darkness of the Queen’s den… It was empty aside for her, which she supposed was a good thing. Lynx didn’t know if she would have been able to stomach talking to some cutesy she-cat who was obsessed with being a mother.

A pair of big yellow eyes stared at her through the brush and at that moment Lynx was on her paws. The she-cat stepped in front of her babies with a long hiss, all the fur along her back raising as she prepared herself. It must have been some cruel joke, but Lynxgaze was more than ready. It let out a loud snarl and Lynx threw herself at it, hoping to scare it off by pure aggression… Hopefully, this worked.

Credits:
Application sheet by Season-of-Change admins
Written formatting by Season-of-Change admins
Character art by Kimberwick
Design by NeonScarves