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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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Ah sorry! I hit the enter key before I could finish my reply
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(oh haha that's fine! If u wanna finish it I can change my response)
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"I-" Spicepaw paused, his eyes stared into the older tom's eyes before slowly moving his gaze down to the ground, seeing Sorrelfox's paws. Seeing his claws made the small cat sulk down to the ground.
His ears pinned back against his his head as he moved his gaze back up to Sorrelfox.
He didn't want to get into a fight with this tom.
"It was an accident, I swear." He spoke in a soft, gingerly, trembling voice. "I wasn't paying attention!" He added, his eyes fell to his paws and the cool grass. "I don't know," he shook his head, refusing to look back up. "I...just don't know."
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Sorrelfox relaxed his stance. Even if Spicepaw wasn't telling the truth, Sorrelfox didn't want to chase him out or anything. "You're lucky it was me who happened upon you, again." he sighed. "I'm glad you're safe, but, you've got to start paying more attention or you could end up seriously hurt."
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"I know." He nodded, his eyes moved up to the left and then to the right, still not looking up at him. "I know..." he repeated meekly, his ears now droop down, like a dog getting scolded for an incorrect action. "And..." he frowned. "I'm sorry."
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Sorrelfox nodded, the apology accepted. "It's okay. Though I need to ask, what were you so distracted by that you didn't realize you'd crossed a river? Just...out of curiosity."
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"Uh," His eyes quickly shifted to the left, then to the right, as if he was trying to gather up his thoughts.
He stood up slowly, still unsure and wary of Sorrelfox.
"I was tracking some prey," He began, finally meeting the other tom's gaze.
"and then... I couldn't help but take notice of the trees." His tail pointed to the golden, red, autumn trees, ones that still held from leaves on their near naked branches. It was ... somewhat beautiful.
His tail lowered, hitting the ground with a small thump, brushing past a lone leaf.
The smaller tom gave a nervous chuckle, shrugging, as if to pass this off as a lighthearted joke. "and, um..." His voice grew meeker by each word he spoke. "Here I am?"
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Sorrelfox smiled, though the tom's excuse wasn't very good, the somali could tell he was being honest. "I suppose the trees during Leaf Fall are rather distracting...very beautiful indeed."
He turned his gaze upwards for just a moment before turning his attention back on the trespasser. "You aren't going to make a habit of this, are you? You've gotten lucky when it was only me passing by these last times, I can't guarantee my Clanmates would be as understanding."
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The smaller tom shook his head. "No, No. I won't, I swear I won't."
He frowned for a brief second, his eye brows furrowing.
"Yeah, I bet they wouldn't...aren't most of your clan mates harsh and unyielding, like your leader?" Spicepaw scoffed quietly, his ears twitched at the thought of Sorrelfox's clan mates. "Disregarding your kittens and elders, they couldn't, and wouldn't be as bad as some of your warriors and apprentices, right? ... I certainly hope your medicine cats have some decent sense, why didn't they stop your leader? Or are they brainwashed too? Scared of him, Fallenstar, I mean. Your deputy also. Or is it your clan mates are scared of your Leader and Deputy? Too scared to say 'No' to them, reject following their lead. Any sort of rebellious uprisings within your ranks?"
...They were all probably just as bad as Fallenstar...
He snorted, shaking the thoughts away, his time at Moon Clan's murky camp.
That was one of the worse times of his young life
and he vowed he'd never get taken back there ever again
even if it meant attacking whomever might catnap him and at a last resort, killing the feline for self-deference.
But at the same time, Spicepaw didn't think Fallenstar would ever try to take away Dawn Clan and Pebble Clan felines again.
Not after the Great War.
If he ever did...then Spicepaw took him as an even bigger mouse brained fool than he first thought the deranged leader was.
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Sorrelfox shook his head, "No, not in the least. Many even disagree with Fallenstar's disposition. I just mean...well, most of them would chase you off as soon as they smelled you, because their loyalty to the Clan is most important." The somali shrugged. "Not that I'm not loyal to my Clan. I just think...we shouldn't have to be so on-guard with each other all the time. Patrolling borders, chasing off intruders, it's very...well, meaningless, in my eyes."
The MoonClan warrior sat, curling his tail around his legs. "He's really turned around after the War. Fallenstar, I mean. He seems to be trying his hardest to make up for what happened. I always think that everyone deserves a second chance...what do you think?"
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The smaller tom listened to the Moonclanner, speaking his opinion on the borders and patrols.
He could somewhat relate and agree, but not by much.
Slowly, Spicepaw sat down too, his fluffy tail curled around his front paws.
When Sorrelfox spoke of Fallenstar changing for the better; Spicepaw could only look at the tom like he had three heads and ten eyes.
"...I...I don't believe you." He spoke very carefully, slowly picking his words. Hoping it wouldn't offended the other.
"I don't think..." Spicepaw paused to take a breath before sighing, his head shaking. "I can ever forgive him, Fallenstar, I mean..."
His yellow brown eyes trailed down to his tail, his ears slowly pinning back against his skull.
Spicepaw's tail slowly began to twitch with some undying fear of being taken away...back to those dark moss covered trees where the Sun died...so did his heart. His tail flickered up, slowly reviling his paws, which the black claws were digging into the cold dirt, leaving faint claw marks as they reacted back and forth. "He killed a couple of my Clan mates, Den mates, and my leader, or so I've heard, lost one of her Lives."
He shook his head again, dismissing the thoughts. "It'll take more than a change of heart for me to ever forgive him. He needs to earn it from me."
"If he does try to pick any sort of fight," His eyes slowly began to rise, meeting Sorrelfox's Olive ones, Spicepaw's eyes dilating, utterly failing to show his seriousness, instead they reflected fear...It couldn't be a threat he'd go through with. Not ever. He still feared what that insane leader would do if he were to of spot him if Spicepaw were to ever be on a Moon Clan Border Patrol, or somehow passing into Moon Clan territory for whatever reason, which he shouldn't do again after this, or maybe Fallenstar pulls something at a Gathering....anywhere Spicepaw might expect to find the older feline.
"I'll make sure he doesn't dare to touch Dawn Clan ever again." His rough voice lowered, edging with a growl, despite his fear ridden expression.
"I'll make sure of it."
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Sorrelfox nodded in agreement. "Sounds like Warrior talk from one so small. I admire your courage, and I understand your motives." The MoonClanner shook out his coat. "I can't say that I forgive him, per se, as a lot of my Clanmates also died, a lot of my friends and denmates, and kittens." He tried to push away the image of the broken bodies of the tiny ones who weren't able to make it to safety. "While his change of heart doesn't excuse his past actions, I do think it is better for everyone. To not have a savage cat on the loose, wouldn't you say that's a change for the better? While I'd like to say I'd live up to the Warrior Code, I think...if he were still rampaging like he was...I'd have no problem with taking his life once and for all."
Of course, the somali was kind of a coward, and wondered if he really could go through with it. Probably not. But there were warriors who felt the same way that wouldn't hesitate to do such a thing.
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Spicefang quickly snapped out of his fear covered gaze, his head lowered but brought it back up as soon as it lowered.
His ears twitched as he listened to the other tom speak his opintion on his own clan, His own clan. Much less Sorrelfox would even try to kill his own leader, but doesn't a leader have nine lives?
The brown and white cat's gaze slowly shifted into an amazed, yet confused expression. His eyes widened as he absorbed every single word that Sorrelfox said...like an Apprentice with their Mentor.
Spicepaw barely noticed that he was leaning forward; board shoulders slumped forward as his tail flickered around his front paws.
Once the other had stopped talking, the younger one coughed...clearing up his throat, shaking his head and then struggled to regain his posture.
"Oh." He muttered, blinking a few times as his left paw brushed against the cold grass as he sat up. "Perhaps." His voice struggling to rise up in volume, roughness still coarse throughout his voice
It was a bit of a bugger when he'd try to be serious about things like this.
"Well, honestly, now that you say this...I don't know..." He gave a small shrug, his eyes shifted away for a brief moment, focusing on a patch of grass before moving them back to the russet brown feline.
"I...I'd still want to see him, I want to see what you say is true-- I-...don't think that I don't believe you...I just..."
His voice grew dimmer with every word; he once again tried to clear his voice.
"I...still think he's crazy. I...I saw him during the Great War." He took a small pause to just stare at the tom-cat. "He attacked one of your warriors and you...went to take them away."
Spicefang cringed; remembering the dense blood and various speckles of fur rippling throughout the thick air of the battle field- the yowls, those screams of pain and anger, Corpses of various Clan cats...some even his own. Stomachs ripped open, necks bleeding out, dead scars, both psychical and mental-
He shook his head, pushing those demonic thoughts down. He shouldn't be worried about this now.
The Great War was over...right? Something like this won't ever happen again...right? ...Right, he'll make sure of it.
"An-and...doesn't Fallenstar have his lives as a leader?" He wondered out loud, his voice hinted some concern for Sorrelfox.
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"It's okay not to be sure on how you feel," Sorrelfox placed a hesitant yet strong tail over the younger tom's back reassuringly. Surely the Great War had been tough on him, still being an apprentice and all. Sorrelfox remembered when FireClan attacked during his Apprentice Ceremony and how scared he was then. The war was definitely ten times worse than that.
"Don't worry though, I believe you should let your opinion form based on what you perceive, not what you hear. And I mean, like, currently--not through what you saw back then. That day--Fallenstar even surprised me. The warrior he attacked, that was his mate, Timidbreeze--I may not like him, but I know for a fact that Timidbreeze is the last cat Fallenstar would willingly hurt. She's okay, by the way, luckily I got her to the medicine cats in time. But...I think, somehow, something else was driving Fallenstar that day, something much worse. I don't know much about it. I know the leaders took him to the Moon Tree to strip him of his lives, and from what I hear, he died there. And I think StarClan gave him another chance? I'm not sure, I haven't really delved into it. But until they deem him 'worthy' of his other 8 lives, right now, he only has one."
For a second, Sorrelfox hesitated. "I trust you won't tell that to anyone else. It's not really something that I should share."
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Spicepaw was glad for Sorrelfox's reassuring gesture, it would certainly make him feel a little bit happier.
The younger tom's tail curled up, feeling some surprise that the said she-cat was alright...that neck wound seemed to be like a death sentence, however the tom shook away those thoughts as he keenly listened to the russet brown [?] tom. His paws shifted every now and again as Sorrelfox spoke.
To Spicefang's amazement to the tom's story that Fallenstar was killed only to be brought back and given another chance- He frowned, clearly disliking the idea. but he was also surprised no one took Fallenstar's only life yet- eh...did Fallenstar still have a successor? Spicefang stuffed that question up, nodding as Sorrelfox finished up.
His left ears twitched as Spicepaw spoke up.
"I won't tell no one. I have no reason to spread such of a thing, even if I do dislike your current leader."
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"I'm glad. You're a good cat, Spicepaw," Sorrelfox nodded.
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We should roleplay Spice and Sorrel again~
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Comments? Do you want to start or me?
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If you could start that would be awesome
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Yay Hazefire and Sorrel are friends~
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Would you mind if I drew Shellfur fighting Sorrelfox for the war assignment?
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Go right ahead! Poor Sorrelfox haha he was trying to be so nice |D
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Hey, would you be interested in RPing with me for SnowClans assignment? I have 2 SnowClan kitties, Riverdancer and Rushingwaters.
(And oh my I love his design. 
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You bet! I'm ok with either of them. You'll have to start tho
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Riverdancer strolled along side the river. She slipped into the water and watched the MoonClan border. She was kind of hoping that Quietbrook would be around. Something seemed off and she wanted to talk to her friend.
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Sorrelfox was sniffing around the ferns, his sense of smell was not nearly as strong as his Clanmates', so he had to try extra hard to find prey. He looked up slightly, hearing something, to see a SnowClanner standing nearby. "Hello!" he called out to the she-cat.
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Riverdancers ears perked up. “Hello!” She meowed cheerfully curious of who she had found. She looked towards the voice until she picked out the reddish brown cat. “Good morning, I’m Riverdancer. What’s your name?” She called out from the shallow water where she stood.
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"I'm Sorrelfox," the somali greeted as he moved closer to the SnowClanner. "I think I've seen you a few times before, at like Gatherings and such, but never really said hi," he explained. "What can I do for you?"
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“Nice to meet you, I’m Riverdancer.” She meowed curiously, she padded a little closer but was careful to stay on her side of the border for the moment. “I think I have seen you too on occasion, that pelt is easy to spot.” She meowed cheerfully. “And nothing much I guess. I was just coming over to I don’t know, see what I could see. With Echostar agreeing to help your leader against the Fire and Pebble clan I thought we might end up fighting over here.” She meowed.
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Sorrelfox laughed at her explanation of his pelt, nodding understandably. "Well, I give you permission to cross over if you need, just as long as you aren't planning to jump me."
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Riverdancer laughed. “Like it would be wise for me to jump you by myself even if we were not allies at the moment.” She meowed coming in a little closer. She sighed happily as she came under the tree cover. She missed the part of the forest that had gone to DawnClan. “Though if I was planning to jump you I certainly would not say I was.”
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"That's true," Sorrelfox snickered. "Don't worry, I trust you."
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She laughs, “Oh good. She looks over the trees carefully, wow I have not been in forest like this much since DawnClan was formed.” She meowed thoughtfully. “As an apprentice I love tree’s like this.”
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Sorrelfox nodded in agreement, "I love them. They feel very...safe to me."
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Riverdancer nodded. "They sure do."
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"You're one of the few other Clan cats I've heard say that," Sorrelfox chuckled, "Most think the trees are, how do they say it...suffocating."
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She laughed "I could see that. I spent a lot of time when I was apprentice in the wooded areas that are now DawnClan."
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"Is that now DawnClan's territory?" Sorrelfox wondered, having not really kept up on the goings-on of other territory skirmishes.
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Riverdancer nodded. “There are only a few small patches of trees left in SnowClan now, and nothing like this.”
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"That's a shame," Sorrelfox furrowed his brow, wondering what it would be like if MoonClan lost their forest. It would be like losing a piece of himself. "How long ago did that happen?" he wondered.
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Riverdancer nodded. "Yeah, it is." she tilted her head thoughtfully, "I am not sure how long its been anymore. I was an apprentice when it happened though."
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"Wow..." the somali breathed. "Shows how much I pay attention to things, haha," he chuckled nervously.
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She shrugged "Things, some times you barely notice it happening."
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Sorrelfox nodded. "Much like when kits grow up..." he trailed off, lost in thought.
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Riverdancer thought about this for a moment, “Your right, that’s a good analogy.” She meowed still thinking.
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"Anyway," Sorrelfox chuckled, focusing once again. "Um...so, is there anything else I can help you with...?"
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“No, thank you but I think I have gotten what I was after.” Riverdancer meowed cheerfully and started to head back to the river.
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