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Name: Sorrelfox
Gender: Tom
Orientation: Heterosexual (straight)
DOB: October 20th, 2012 | AC: March 15, 2013 | WC: June 30, 2013
|| Mentored by: Shadewhisker, Rustfall | Has mentored: Spiceshadow, Jackalcry ||
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{Gregarious} {Optimistic} {Brave} {Humorous} {Self-Conscious}
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Halfbreed Somali .::. American Shorthair | Ruddy, medium length fur with white chest
Pale olive green eyes
.:: || HISTORY || ::.
|| October 20th, 2012 :: Born | Sorrelkit ||
-Born to Duskpelt and Cloudstep along with his sister Dapplekit
-Cloudstep and Dapplekit died when Sorrelfox was young
-Duskpelt abandoned him to live as a kittypet, Sorrel was raised by Nursery Queens
-Had a normal kithood
|| March 15, 2013 :: Apprentice Ceremony | Sorrelpaw ||
-MoonClan was attacked by FireClan in the middle of his ceremony
-"Saved" Rockfall from Viperfang
-Fell in love with both Willowpool and Barleyleap
|| June 30th, 2013 :: Warriors Ceremony | Sorrelfox ||
-Chose Willowpool as his mate
-Had an affair with Barleyleap, had three kits with her :: Kestrelflight, Mossfire and Harekit
-Harekit died, Sorrelfox buried him.
-Barleyleap adopted a son, Saplingheart
-His grandmother Patchstar died
-His former apprentice Spiceshadow was named Deputy
-Was given Jackalcry to train
-Had four kits with Willowpool :: Auburnfox, Redwillow, Burningwing and Chasingpaw.
-Fought in the Great War
|| Sept 1st, 2014 :: After the War | Sorrelfox ||
-His first litter of kits became warriors
-His second litter became Apprentices
-His apprentice Jackalcry became a warrior
-Chasingpaw died of Illness
|| March 2015 :: Later Life | Sorrelfox ||
-His daughter Mossfire gave birth to his grandkits: Olivepaw, Stormpaw, Twopaw. She broke up with Scorpionfang.
-Second Litter of kits became Warriors
-Third Litter of Kits born: Smilekit
-Barleyleap died during kitting.
-His daughter Redwillow became mates with Clearspirit and is pregnant.
-His daughter Kestrelflight became mates with Birchcloud.
|| July 2015 :: Death | Sorrelfox ||
-Died in the fire trying to dig Auburnfox and Burningwing out.
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.:: || FAMILY || ::.
.:: Parents and Grandparents ::.
|| Parents .::. Cloudstep | Duskpelt ||
|| Grandparents .::. Texas | Redwhisker || Swiftfeather | Patchstar ||
.:: Littermates ::.
|| Dapplekit ||
.:: Mate ::.
|| Willowpool | Barleyleap ||
.:: Kits ::.
|| First Litter .::. Kestrelflight | Mossfire | Saplingheart | Harekit ||
|| Second Litter .::. Auburnfox | Burningwing | Goodbye, my friend.
|| Third Litter .::. Smilekit ||
.:: Grandkits ::.
|| Mossfire's Litter: Olivepaw | Stormpaw | Twopaw ||
|| Redwillow's Litter: Glenkit, Havenkit, Patchkit, Scorchkit ||
|| Kestrelflight's Litter: Foxkit, Iriskit, Onekit, Redkit ||
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Sorrelfox belongs to (c) me Nixhil / PatchyFallenstar
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Aw bye Sorrelfox! I have known for a while now, rest in piece in Starclan with Barley!!
;n;
Almost 3 years omg!
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So proud of him <3 he deserves his rest.
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Wow, 3 years! He has been a well loved character.
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He was really well loved ;u;
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I really liked him, from his personality to his name. Plus he can't smell just like me. I thought he was an amazing character.
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I really liked him too. Alas, it was his time 👍: 0 ⏩: 1
He had a good run. I'll miss him and I think most of the guild will miss him as well.
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I know I'll miss him ;o;
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hey, would you like to do an rp with Ryepaw while theyre in the camp?
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yeah! do you wanna start or me?
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I could send a note or start with comments whichever you prefer ( sorrrrrry I was volunteering at my orchestra assessment for the last 3 days for 13 hours a day .-. )
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(YOURE FINE IM SORRY IM SO LATE IN REPLYING SOB)
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want to rp with sorrel while he's in the dc camp ?
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Definitely! Who with? :3
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with heatherpaw, maybe? notes or comments?
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either is fine, whichever you prefer. would you like to start or me?
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notes will work, could you start?
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If you want me to, but i have like a billion replies going on rn so it might be easier if you could? i will if you dont want to tho
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actually i saw that rping viafacebook was very convenient for you, might you want to use that instead? and i'll start uvu
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Yes! that would be awesome!
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yeah! can you start?
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((Of course))
Clicking his tongue against the back of his mouth, Hazefire glanced up at the sky with a small frown on his face, it was still cold and he was just about ready for Newleaf to start now. Newleaf was his favorite season of the year, not too hot and not too cold, with plenty of prey running around so nobody really went hungry.
Lowering his gaze again back to the Camp, he spotted Sorrelfox across the Camp, it had been a while since the two of them had last talked, but Hazefire remembered he'd gotten on pretty well with him, so decided to approach now.
"Hey" he greeted with a wide grin, "It's been a while, how have you been doing?"
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"I'm great," Sorrelfox smiled back, flicking his tail in greeting as Hazefire approached. "How are you? I heard you added a few more kits to your family tree, with Lostwish's litter. Congratulations!"
He had also heard recently that Kestrelflight and Birchcloud had become mates, though he was unsure if they were expecting kits --- he was still somewhat unknown to the Clan as Kestrelflight's father, so he decided not to bring that up.
The wind picked up, brushing through his fur and making him shiver.
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"A very proud grandfather" Hazefire nodded, "and I hear that Birchcloud's mate, my old Apprentice is expecting Kits too," he laughed lightly, "then there's me and Snowbird," shaking his head and glancing off slightly into the distance, he flicked an ear, "you know I can't imagine life being any better than it is at this moment."
Indeed, since breaking things off with Quietbrook things had been hard, several of his Kits had died growing up, Lostwish had rejected him and Finchwing never spoke to him, and yet here he was now, everything feeling whole again.
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"All of that sounds very exciting," Sorrelfox grinned, "you have quite the life going for you! I was worried about you for a while after I heard about you and Quietbrook," he paused, hoping that wasn't too painful to bring up, "but I'm glad to hear things are going well for you now."
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No sense of smell? Damn I know what that's like. Except it would be worse for him since cats do practically everything by their sense of smell.
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Heehee yeah, poor Sorrel is a poor hunter at best
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I think i can remember the RP where he lost his sense of smell dude
he bumped it rly hard on a tree i think, i think that was the same RP way long ago when Willowpool [paw then] wrenched her shoulder from falling off of a tree or something
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Heehee i think that's the one. I know he hit his nose really hard on something and messed some stuff up
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Spicepaw was taking a stroll out of his clan’s camp.
Today he was hoping to go on a solo hunt, of course, he would be very careful.
The brown tom couldn’t help but look around at the colorful trees in their various shades of warm colors.
Personally, he loved autumn’s colors; yet hated the cold breeze.
Spicepaw stopped a few times, scenting for some sort of prey, yet not finding anything.
He was forced to look around in a different place.
The apprentice soon found his way to the borders of Moon clan and Dawn clan.
He scowled at the scent…he still hated Moon clan with a burning passion…But he needed to hide and still search for prey.
Taking a small glance around; Spicepaw walked towards a tree in order to shelter him from view if a border patrol were to come and protect their precious, tree covered land.
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Sorrelfox was out hunting himself, now that there were more queens in the Nursery it meant less warriors to do the Hunting, and he was one of the lucky few who had to pick up the slack. He didn't mind too much; though it was getting colder, his thick fur allowed him to stay nice and warm. He wished he was a better hunter as yet another mouse slipped from his claws.
"Mouse dung," he hissed under his breath, moving closer to the riverbank that bordered DawnClan. Perhaps he could find a water vole or two, or maybe even try his paw at fishing--he laughed to himself. As if! Water was no friend to the somali cat.
Sniffing around the bank for prey, he noticed a clear DawnClan scent--one he recognized, faintly. His fur bristled, he was still a bit shaken from what happened during the Great War, whether this cat was friend or foe, they were too close to the border for comfort.
"Who's there!" he called out.
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Spicepaw's spine fur stood on its ends when he heard a voice call out.
He stood there stiff for a moment before slowly peering out from behind the tree. His pale golden eyes looked into the thick coven.
Throughout the vegetation, he could catch the faint redish brown pelt of an older cat.
His nose twitched, trying to recognize the scent...it was very familiar, yet, the young cat just couldn't place his paw on who this cat was.
He ducked his head back behind the tree before speaking out in a wary tone; "Spicepaw!"
the apprentice instantly regretted saying his name, what if this Moon clan cat were to cross the border, and now knowing that it was just an apprentice, attack him?
No...
That would be mouse brained to do.
After all, who would want to start another war just as another War ended? Who'd want more blood-shed?
Ah. Maybe a stupid Moon Clan cat, after all their Leader and Deputy is surely still deranged and crazy.
Maybe they are training their kits to become just as blood crazed.
Spicepaw didn't know.
He never wanted to know what Moon clan was doing now- Maybe he should make a run for it, he hoped that if he did, this cat wouldn't track him down. His golden eyes narrowed, shifting his paws as he was tempted to look back at the lone cat, or, he could only scent one cat.
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"Spicepaw?" Sorrelfox repeated, trotting closer to the source of the voice. "Spicepaw of DawnClan? It's me, Sorrelfox," he let his voice resume it's more gentle-sounding natural pitch, his ears pricked for the sign of the apprentice. "I helped you once, during the--The War. Do you remember?"
His fluffy tail flicked as he waited patiently for the young tom to emerge from his hiding spot. Though his nose wasn't the best, he could now clearly place how he knew the scent--yes, it was DawnClan scent for sure. Spicepaw's. The somali tom wondered what the apprentice was doing in MoonClan's territory...again.
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His nose twitched, he was still debating if he should show himself. He anxiously waited for the Moon Clan cat's voice.
But once he heard the other tom's name, he slowly cranked his head around the side of the tree, his eyes dilated back to normal once he was able to confirm that it was Sorrelfox. The tom couldn't help but smile....but it faded in a matter of seconds.
It was getting hard for him to keep a smile on his nuzzle nowadays.
"I do," He meowed quietly, awkwardly stepping out from behind the base of the tree. His tail flicked up, waving freely...but soon realizing where he was.
"U-uh," He desperately searched for something to say, his eyes shifted around the dense forest...something that won't make Sorrelfox snap-- Which now that Spicepaw thought of it, said tom wasn't exactly the one that would attack him.
But he was from Moon clan with a crazed leader and Deputy, and with the War and all...What if Sorrelfox changed his demeanor for the worse?
Possibly aggressive now or attack him to defend his clan's territory? ... again, it was an accident.
"I-" The young tom paused, his gaze turned back toward Sorrelfox...his eyes widened slightly. "I, I um..."
Mouse dung! Why couldn't he say a decent excuse? He repeated the same mistake for the second time.
The apprentice shifted his paws, trying to hide his nervousness of being ambushed from above.
"I...I swear, I didn't mean to wonder inside of Moon Clan's territory!" He spoke quickly with a high pitched, cracking voice.
His head tilted back, ears slowly began to pin against his skull and tail dropped, almost curled under his hind legs and stomach.
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"You unknowingly crossed an entire river?" Sorrelfox looked to the rushing waters not too far away that marked the border of DawnClan and MoonClan territory, and he lifted a fuzzy eyebrow. His tail flicked dismissively--the tom wasn't here for a fight, that much was obvious. So why was he here?
He padded forward carefully, his ears priced and fur laying flat to show he meant no harm. "Did you come looking for prey or something? Or--StarClan, I hope not--you didn't cross to see some she-cat, did you?"
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Slowly the younger tom's ears rose as he lifted his head slightly.
"Uh, Yes," Spicepaw followed Sorrelfox's gaze, behind him was the river that he had, unknowingly, crossed.
He turned his head back around towards Sorrelfox.
"Eh? No, I didn't come here looking for prey...on your territory." The fluffy tom took a small step back, placing most of his weight on his hind legs as he walked. "Why would I need your prey when we are perfectly fine with our own?" Spicepaw struggled back a snort of annoyance, why would he steal prey from a territory of a clan he hated? The prey was bound to be just as bad as Moon clan's reputation.
When Sorrelfox mentioned a possible meeting of a she-cat; his head shot up, his golden brown eyes widened in disbelief.
"Oh Star clan's sake! Never in my life would I come here to see one of your she-cats!"
Spicepaw shook his head furiously. "I wouldn't ever do such of a thing!"
He stood up straight, no longer cowering from the larger tom. His tail whipped out from under his stomach and now twitched erratically in the cool breeze. His golden brown eyes narrowed, staring straight into Sorrelfox's Olive green orbs.
Spicepaw's fur along his spine steadily stood up like sharp, thorn needles followed by his entire body flaring up into a large mass of thick, long, brown and black fur...ears pinned back against his small skull.
"And besides, the only cat I really ever know in your clan; is you, Sorrelfox!" Spicepaw replied honestly, a hint of shock lying within blunt spat.
He couldn't understand why Sorrelfox would think such of a thing! He couldn't, and wouldn't, ever be able to have a Cross Clan relationship...even if he wanted too! He was perfectly content with his possible To-Be Mate.
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Upon taking in Spicepaw's more upright stance, Sorrelfox felt his claws slide out instinctively. "Then why are you here, Spicepaw? It was dangerous enough for you to be here while your Clanmates were hostage here, but after the war with such tensions so high? Surely you know better."
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