Ravenfur

[Kaimi]

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Name: Ravenfur
Age: 17 moons
Gender: She-cat
Desired Rank: Warrior
Desired Position: TimberClan
Apprentice/Mentor: Not at the moment.
Mate/Crush: None at this time.
Kin: Duskpaw, brother, deceased, Sleet, brother, rouge, Ebonyflint, mother, deceased, Grayclaw, father, deceased.
Short Description: A small, fiesty black she-cat who is attempting to gain her strength to defeat her only living kin, Sleet.
Appearance:

A small, lithe she-cat who's stature is small enough to make her look like a young apprentice, like a cat at 7 or 8 moons. She has slick black fur that has little gray flecks in it.Ravenfur's fur is smooth, very sleek and dark but she often catches all kinds of things it it; i.e. crushed leaf particles, burrs, etc... She tries to take good care of it and succeeds in most cases. Her eyes are almost translucent(how I mean is even though it's a dark color you can almost see through it, very illuminated), despite the dark shade of the color. The color is a dark amber-brown color with specks of an even dark brown, almost black in her irises found near the pupil and very edges of the irises.(Despite what the picture looks like on eye color.) Ravenfur is slender and her muscles are strong like most warriors, she's an OK runner, but would be found somewhere in the middle of a group of cats. Her skills range more in hunting and fighting, to most cats shock. It probably has something to do with her lithe and small body, making it easier for her to creep up on enemies and prey. Her paws are fairly small, due to her small frame but her claws are long and sharp but strangely she's missing one claw on her back left paw, but it's never really noticed or known because they're almost never out.

Personality:

Ravenfur is a childish warrior, who enjoys pestering the apprentices for amusement. She's usually not very serious but she can be serious when it comes to protecting the clan and her clanmates. She is the sort of cat who would lose her patience about borders but is more understanding when it's apprentices, for the most part. Hard-headed and often stubborn the she-cat /sticks/ to her decisions but often forgets them, too busy in her playful antics. Although she's often playful Ravenfur is also fairly irritable at times, not wanting to get up in the morning most of the time. Hard on trying to get dtrong enough to defeat, possibly kill her brother, Sleet, but she doesn't talk about it much. Neither does she show it, seeming to be a happy cat which she is.

History:

Ravenfur was born and raised in TimberClan, having a normal life until she was about 11 moons, just before she became a warrior, or when she was supposed to. Then what happened was her brother who had been known as Sleetstorm. He had always been the strongest of the three during their apprenticeship, which was why he was made a warrior before the other two, but it was evident that he was the weakest in caring.

Ravenfur always admired her brother, his strength, his good looks, he was so different from her when it came to looks. He looked just like their father with the white fur with thick, gray streaks everywhere before he died while out hunting. He'd come across rouges, and they ended up killing him. It should have devastated all three of the siblings and it did except for Sleetstorm. He seemed fascinated instead, that the rouges killed their father with such precision. Duskpaw was the first to find out and was sworn to secrecy.

The day that Sleetstorm left, Ravenfur found that her brother, Duskpaw had mysteriously died and a few moons later her mother died as well. Sleetstorm leaving caused Ravenfur such grief, having looked up to her brother so much, he'd been so kind to her and then he'd always been nice to her but shoved everyone else away. And then he just left, to become a rouge.Ever since then she'd heard of a rouge named Sleet running around, knowing very well who it was. She promised herself that she would defeat him one day if she could, so she trained and trained and trained relentlessly until she became a warrior, which had been put off, some of the clan wondering if they could trust her. Then she trained more, until finally she was strong, a strong warrior who could definitly hold her own in battles and probably more.

IC:

6 moons ago

"Ravenpaw, dear... Something terrible has happened." A beautiful, black she-cat with a white ear and gray paw mewed softly, her jade eyes falling gloomy.
"What? What is it, Ebonyflint? What happened?" The small apprentice asked, blinking her eyes worriedly. The smaller she-cat watched as her mother wrapped her tail around her, still able to get her tail all around her daughter.
"D-Duskpaw... He, he's. Dead." Ebonyflint flinched as her daughter bit her tail hard, escaping her grasp and pulling her lips back in a snarl.
"You're lieing! There's no way Duskpaw is dead! First Grayclaw, and now Duskpaw? What sick web are you turning, Ebonyflint!" She growled, her neck fur bristling angrily. She didn't care if she drew attention, or is someone got angry with her at this point. All that mattered was that she got her mother to tell her she was joking, that this was a sick joke.
"No... I'm not lieing... And, Sleetstorm. He- he left. Last night Duskpaw told me about his desire to be a rogue and then..." That was it. Ravenpaw drew her lips back more, full-out snarling at her mother. Although Ebonyflint didn't seem to mind, her daughter was upset, and she'd always been a fiesty thing.
"You LIE! There is /no/ way Sleetstorm would leave our clan! He loves the clan, he loves to fight alongside TimberClan! He loves /us/ mother! And Duskpaw is NOT dead!" She hissed angrily but it was all in denial she knew her mother didn't lie but... This, it couldn't be true. There was absolutely no way that this could ever happen. But then Ravenpaw saw the warriors outside, looking distressed, talking about how there'd be a vigil tonight. For an apprentice.
Ravenpaw's heart dropped and she bolted, running out the entrance and out into the TimberClan territory. Her feet letting her climb over all the roots and other obstacles. Her meow loud, slicing out in the foggy air. "Sleetstorm! Sleetstorm! Tell me it isn't true! Duskpaw! Sleetstorm!" But there was no answer. All she saw was the pine trees and and the maze that was her home. Then- a flash of white fur ran by and she lashed out. "Sleetstorm?" She asked, the tuft of whitefur in her paws saying it all. He was gone, he ran right past her. Just like that her both of her brothers were gone.

Present

The small black bundle flinched, tossing, turning, cringing in the nest. She was woken by her own mew ringing in her ears. She couldn't escape the memory. It had become a reoccuring nightmare to her, after six moons it still drifted in her mind relentlessly. How could one dream be so fresh, so frightening, so real?
"Sleet... Ebonyflint... Duskpaw... Grayclaw..." She mewed her kin's names in a soft, distressed voice. "I'll get you, Sleet. I will." She whispered to herself, standing up on her four legs. Her small stature pressed against the hollow soothingly before walking into the open. Too long she'd dwelled on the memory. She'd forget it all soon enough, despite the nightmares that threatened her sanity in the night, that seeped into the darkness of her brain whenever it could. The she-cat wasn't afraid of it, she wasn't some helpless little kit anymore, or a weak-minded apprentice.
She was Ravenfur.
She was a warrior now, a member of the clan by blood and something much thicker. /Destiny/. Destiny to find her own strength and avenge her father, brother, and mother... Against her own kin, her own brother.
But that, alas, is something all it's own. Something only she believed. Something that wasn't happening for quite some time, it seemed, so she pushed it back. Pulling on her playful face she stretched her legs forward, licking her paw and flicking it over her ear.
And so, she began her daily routine, filled with the dull duties that only she could turn into exciting games of her own.

Other:

Uhm... Not much, she's a new-ish character of mine, I can't wait to try her out more.

[Kitty]

accepted! ;D

[solarflare]

Yet another cool cat