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The stigma that smaller means weaker is one that Badgerpounce has proven wrong time and time again. Well... For some. And, for herself, it would really seem that she... Simply hasn't convinced herself. A deep-seated desire to keep proving such a disgraceful opinion wrong keeps this little black and white warrior going. Badgerpounce has the tendency to be a bit antagonistic with others, in both a joking and serious manner, depending on the context. And, while she does listen to authority, it isn't uncommon for the she-cat to get snippy with any and all higher-ranking cats aside from Glowstar. There also lives a sense of justice for those less fortunate, something that most likely projects from her own personal insecurities. If anyone were to unjustly punish another cat, or anything else similar, you can count on Badgerpounce to step in. She can't stand the thought of others even harboring such prejudices, and because of this constant need to prove herself, there really is no inner peace within Badgerpounce. A constant turmoil rages within, still yet to be quelled by anything, whether it be another cat or something else entirely. Until then, she will continue to tirelessly fight. She will fight battles for Dayclan. She will challenge anyone who dares tell her that she isn't good enough. She will keep trail-blazing until she truly convinces herself that yes, she is good enough.
Foxfire
"Let your success be your noise." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By no means did Foxfire have an easy life. She still doesn't, really, but being a prisoner of Nightclan is much better than wondering when she'll get her next meal. The grey she-cat is as loner as loners come, living her adolescent and early adulthood roughing it on her own. No friends, no acquaintances, not even rivals. Just Foxfire and the wilderness. Mostly wilderness; there would be occasions where she foraged and hunted at rural gas stations. Rats were certainly plentiful there. Any run ins she's had with other cats have never been pleasant, because many other cats she came across were like her. Some were in groups, some weren't, but all didn't take kindly to her presence. She was never the type to pick fights with other strays, instead choosing to run so she wouldn't risk a potentially fatal injury. Sometimes, she wasn't so lucky, though. Fights would break out, fights she couldn't run away from. After years of this kind of living, she finally decided she'd had enough. During her travels, she'd caught rumor of cats living in Clans. They made sure one another had food to eat, and protected each other from threats. While socializing wasn't, and still isn't, Foxfire's strongest skill, and she didn't really plan on making any friends, the idea that she could have an easier life instantly drew her in. Of course, she had no idea what threats and tribulations Clan cats had to deal with. As a Nightclan prisoner, she still doesn't. But, in her eyes, it's better than the life of a loner. So, she plans on blowing the rest of the competition out of the water when her chance arises to become something more than just a Nightclan prisoner. And, who knows? Perhaps she'll learn a thing or two about relationships and trusting others along the way.
Winterbrook
"Nobody can go back and start a new beginning." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Springclan // Warrior
Gender: Male Age: Thirty-four moons Sexuality: Bisexual Romantic Interest: Mantis
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of Fallclan β Warrior Male β Thirty-Five moons No current romantic interest Heterosexual Open to Plotting!
Do you have secrets? The kind that weigh so heavy, you feel as if you're being dragged down, down, down. Your soul hits the floor along with the rest of your body, unable to shake the heaviness of your nightmares. Within your memories, these secrets latch on like parasites. You will never be able to think about a person tied to your secrets in the same way, for those memories are now tainted with a dark stain. Some crack under this pressure; other's perservere. Of course, not without a price.
Flintfeather started his life within the streets of Primal Instinct. He had been an only kit for a while, following his mother about, only seeing his father very few times. Despite life within the city being tougher, Flintfeather never believed it to be, always making the most of his surroundings through the power of imagination. His mother also entertained his whimsy, simply happy that her son didn't hate his life within an otherwise trashed city. At the time, being a rowdy and tough kit, Flintfeather never would have admitted he just enjoyed being around his mom. As he grew older, he began to try and assist his mother with finding food and shelter. This was something she wasn't necessarily happy with, due to him being the age of an apprentice, but accepted; especially since she was pregnant once again. Flintfeather was both excited and worried about this; on one hand, he would have new siblings. More cats to play with, more cats to fill the silence of Primal Instinct's suppressing atmosphere. However, it meant that his mother would have more children to worry about... And he already begun to notice, at his young age, that caring for herself and a child taxed her energy. It didn't matter what Flintfeather thought at the end of the day, because the litter would be born no matter what.
The birth of Flintfeather's siblings was a disaster. Only one kit survived. His mother was grief-stricken, barely able to keep up with caring for Flintfeather's new sibling, who was named Mantis. Best efforts proved futile, with the grieving she-cat sinking into a deep depression. To make matters worse, her mate and her kit's father never showed again. Whether or not he died or abandoned the family is uncertain; the only thing that was certain was the impact it had on Flintfeather and his mom. Continuing on with their lives, the depression adapted into an over-protective nature of Mantis, and the subsequent emotional neglect of Flintfeather. At first, he rationalized. His brother was smaller, younger, and the only surviving kit of his litter. Of course mother would want to take extra care in keeping him safe. He couldn't blame her for that. But the longer this happened, the more nights Flintfeather spent curled up against his mother's back, the more afternoons he spent trailing behind Mantis and a doting mother... The more he grew to resent.
Mantis was the first focus of Flintfeather's vitriol. This tiny roach, this runt came along and stole his mother's affection. His life was practically perfect before Mantis showed up. At first, Flintfeather carried out little things. Just a little trip here and there.
β RELATIONSHIPS β and plot / thread trackers
MANTIS β Sibling - Despises this cat. Living proof that Flintfeather is a failure, especially when it comes to pre-meditated murder β roleplayed by grimmgoblin β threads
LOTTI β Mother - Had a good relationship with this cat up until the birth of Mantis, in which she became busy with taking care of her new kit. Murdered her.
TASS β Father - Never had much of a relationship with him. Rarely saw him during his childhood, and never saw him again after the birth of Mantis.
CATNAME β add relationship status here. description of relationship ( i.e, what your character thinks of this character, etc). if plotted, add a plot description here β roleplayed by @/user β threads.
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