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Clear green eyes are perhaps the first thing you notice about Sanguinerose, the second being her long, flowing pelt and delicate ears. The she-cat is like a walking flame, lithe and limber as fire licking at the sky above. Her chest and paws are cream, and her form is generally quite small and unformed for combat. The she-cat's gaze is piercing, often times capable of drawing more than you meant to say out of you, but compassionate and kind nonetheless. Though a loyal and devout Sun God worshiper as any SunClan cat must be, she also finds solace in the security and love her family and clan provide her. She is always there with a quiet laugh or kind word, though to her chagrin her temper flares here and there, often when something or someone endangers or insults her loved ones. Others often joke that her temper matches her pelt - hot on top but, deep down, a gentle cat. She doesn't like hearing her clanmates belittle one another, but doesn't mind hearing them belittle outsiders very much. After all, she and her clanmates are the Sun's chosen cats, meaning that those outside of the clan weren't worthy of being blessed in the first place. Surely there's nothing wrong with poking fun at cats lesser than them? Regardless, she isn't much for gossip and grows tired of it quickly. Instead, she loves to listen whenever she gets the chance to hear the Janus speak, relishing any snippets of their illustrious history she can.
Moons had passed since Sanguinerose had met Lionpride, yet so much had happened it felt like theirs was a history that went back eons. Her pregnancy had been blessedly easy, but the same couldn't be said for Lionpride's mate Aconite. Just thinking about the tragedy made her heart hurt, though it was through that tragedy that she met the tom that was, for all intents and purposes, the father to her kits. He really was the father to two of the kits she was raising, Earthkit and Mousekit, but the nuance of the rest was lost on her own kits, leading to them all calling him dad. She didn't mind as long as he didn't, as there were plenty of worse toms to fill the role, their own biological father included.
Sanguinerose stretched as she slipped out of the nursery, content to let the kits nap through the heat of the day. She was actually planning on slipping away to the water and going for a swim. Now that the kits were a few moons old, she was much more comfortable leaving them for longer stretches of time and taking a few hours to relax for herself. This time, however, she spotted Lionpride in camp and made a detour to his side. "Hey," she purred, twining their tails together. "I'm going for a swim, you wanna come?"
