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Currently I have characters in the following clans; NightClan, Renegade Regime Total character count; 5
Voltfox, deputy of NightClan Citrinestorm, warrior of NightClan Sevenhalo, warrior of NightClan Honeywraith, warrior of NightClan Lake, scout of Renegade Regime
MILESTONES ❧ Born in early new-leaf ❧Both parents died before made a warrior ❧First birthday ❧Made Deputy mid green-leaf
Bio
One of two. The first born, the son. Voltfox is the fearless one. Headstrong by nature and stubborn through and through. Born within the walls of NightClan, he is rooted to his clan with loyalty and pride that flows through his veins. Most would call him unconventional, not the sort you’d see rise to someday become leader. As the risk-taker, his recklessness has earned him a sour note or two on his younger years, yet he isn't a cat to have his pride so easily hurt by such a thing. The exterior shows much of his brash side, a cat with a thirst for victory for NightClan by his name. Growing up alongside his sister, Citrinestorm, he has always had a strong sense of friendly competition. His sister is the opposite of him, but that is where the balance comes. One without the other simply would not do. Voltfox is a confident cat, sure of himself and his choices. He’ll deflect his faults publically, but will quickly learn from them. Despite some of his more negative attributes, he's a worthy warrior, full of cunning and tactical strength. He’s unafraid to constantly defend his clan, even when an enemy seems to great. Voltfox's approach to things is ruled by the old saying, "an eye for an eye". There's little room for second chances with him, and ultimately once you've got on his bad side, it's likely you'll stay there. He doesn’t care who you are or what power you have, he’ll bring you down. Being so harsh was part of the aftermath of tragedy that befell his parents, he would say. Shortly before he and his sister were named warriors, their parents wandered past NightClan borders for whatever reason. It went horribly wrong, with the two of them attacked by what his mother claims was Primal Instinct cats. His mother was tortured almost to death, his father killed trying to defend her. Lucky that his mother even returned alive, Voltfox had made a pivotal change after that. Watching her die due to her trauma, he hardened, closed himself off from the world outside of NightClan. He strongly believes that cats outside his clan shouldn't be trusted, no matter who they are, unless they’ve well earned it. With his clanmates, he is a pusher and encourages success. He values the dedication. Voltfox can be hardheaded, difficult to communicate with sometimes. It takes time for him to process things and work them out, but that doesn’t stop him from saying something under his breath at the minimum. When he is wrong and has hurt someone emotionally, he’s not afraid to admit it, fortunately. He’s quick to put others best interests before his own when finally realizing the damage he’s caused. Voltfox is somewhere between dark and light in his heart, but he is aware of the winning side and where his allies stand. He vows to be a positive influence for his clan, instilling values that will breed success. Voltfox stands tall, with medium-long russet toned fur that has lowlights and highlights of chocolate and fiery hues. It's obvious he cares about his physic, with toned muscles that have been earned through hours of training. Complete with massive paws and a thick, white tipped tail, he is understandably intimidating. For what he excels in for brute strength, he lacks with speed. Do not doubt him to be a challenge though. You can see it clear in his yellow-gold eyes that he's not afraid of bloodlust and giving into a more savage side if he deems you a threat to put down. With an overall bold and prideful personal, he's striking to say the least. You know him the moment you see him.
MILESTONES ❧Born in early new-leaf ❧Parents died before named a warrior ❧First birthday
Bio
Two of two. Some would argue she's the most vital part. Calming and spirited, it is sometimes hard to believe Citrinestorm is Voltfox's sister. With the lasting smell of lavender around her, she is naturally soothing. She's an intelligent cat, though often she is soft spoken about it, not the type to brag about her strengths. Citrinestorm was born in NightClan, her devotion clear for her clan since she could walk and talk. Next to that, it's always been her and her brother. They pushed each other, while finding the perfect way to balance each other out. When others say they're thankful that Voltfox has Citrinestorm to level him out, she has to resist a chuckle. Citrinestorm is aware of her spitfire brother, but there are times where she often believes it is she that needs him, not so much like what her clanmates think. She wasn't always so confident and able to speak out for what she sees as truth. When she was much younger, she was shy and very reserved, more so than now. It stayed that way for a long time, until after the death of her father. Just before she earned her warrior name, her mother and father were attacked by what her mother claimed was Primal Instinct cats. Citirinestorm's father died trying to protect her mother, who was lucky to return to camp alive. Her mother made it back, alive, but suffered from severe PTSD that left her with paranoia that drove her to her death. After that, Citrinestorm vowed to be stronger and better for her honor. Although she is a tender voice, she speaks a little louder and asserts herself more. Now she stands as a voice for the smaller ones out there, still learning how to speak for themselves too. She's full of compassion and wisdom, and her clan's best interest is always her number one concern. Citrinestorm, unlike her brother, doesn’t have so much hatred towards those outside of NightClan’s borders. Although she is always apprehensive, Citrinestorm has a strong belief that there is always more good cats out there than bad ones. She’s easy to speak to, and is very easy going about things. She’s always made sure to do things right, by the rules. It seemed easier when Voltfox was doing most of all the troublesome things himself, without asking for her help. Seeing him in trouble made it that much easier to stay in line. Covered in medium-long silver fur, she has streaks of white and darker charcoal colors throughout her pelt. She has bright yellow-gold eyes. She's somewhat tall, with feathery fur and graceful movements. Citrinestorm is known for being swift-footed, a naturally great hunter because of it.
MILESTONES ❧Born in late leaf-bare ❧First birthday
Bio
Lush fur covers the muscular frame of this tom cat, white mostly. The tips of his furs along his back are cream colored. A slate gray is on his ears and tail, and a lighter version of this gray is on his face, with slight tabby markings above his eyes. As for that gaze of his, it glows an angelic blue, with the slightest bits of mint green swirling around in the palate. Sevenhalo is not the most tall or lengthy cat, in fact he's truly quite small. However, that's not to say that he's anything like what his appearance says. Sevenhalo is a half-kittypet cat, although he was born in his clan. His father was a NightClan cat, smitten with forbidden love. His mother on the other hand was a plush and pampered feline, never worrying about anything and the only thing her claws had been used for was the scratching post her owner so decoratively designed for her. A mismatched pair, surely, but the product had been Sevenhalo and his two sisters. At a time before stricter rules, his mother came to the clan before she birthed and tried to adapt, but she just couldn't. His father took her and the she-kits back to the twoleg world, leaving Sevenhalo to grow up in the warrior world. Learning the ways of the wild, Sevenhalo became as respectable as his father... to those who didn't know his mother well at least. Those who did laughed. Some claimed he didn't belong. They doubted him. Because of this though, he became determined enough to prove those cats wrong. Sevenhalo is smart and intuitive. Having high standards for himself, he works hard nearly every day, and is rare to take breaks. This also makes him a bit of a perfectionist. Sevenhalo is unpredictable and has a bit of control issues, and this will cause him problems in the future, but he is also loyal and caring in ways that others may not achieve. Constantly working to show his worth, it's a wonder he hasn't worked himself into a grave. Or worse, snapping.
MILESTONES ❧Born in early green-leaf ❧Joined NightClan in leaf-fall ❧First birthday
Bio
She wasn't born normal. Far, far from it. Luckily, conditioning has kept her sane, but she's a slowly unraveling time-bomb just waiting to explode with her form of brilliance. Honeywraith was brought into NightClan as an apprentice, though her admittance was nearly rejected. She joined as Shiverstar transitioned to leader, a leader who rejected outsiders. The previous leader already promised her the position though, and luckily that was honored. Things haven't been easy though. She isn't easy to trust at first glance. Something about her is sinister, but even she has not quite discovered it yet. Honeywraith doesn't shy away from conflict, and it can excite her. Blood is one of her favorite sights, although she's kept that secret well. She's learned she's an odd duck. Even in harmless ways, such as her forgetfulness and twisted views of relationships. Honeywraith is loyal though, an important feat with all of her other concerns. Honeywraith is an all black cat, except for her left front paw, which has white toes. She's very concerned with her self-image, and it's easy to find her gazing into a river at her reflection while she grooms. Her eyes are likely where the inspiration for her given warrior name came from. They glow a bright honeyed-amber. They're very expressive, sometimes giving away her thoughts if she's careless. It's both hard and simple to understand her, depending on how deep one goes. At first glance, she may seem like just another unique sort of feline, but the deeper one dives, the more puzzling she becomes.
It’s easy to get lost in it all; the crazy experience of life. It’s okay. Don’t be afraid to marvel at the wonders out there. Reveriedaze is a short feline, with long and thick fur that makes her appear a bit bulkier with her stature. Her eyes are a beautiful canary yellow, contrasting against furs of chocolate, russet, and cream-toned white. She was born in NightClan, along with her siblings. Her mother is [REDACTED] and father [REDACTED]. She has four siblings, Reveriedaze being the youngest by order of birth; Virileblood, Foxbane, Moontide, Cobaltvein, and then herself. Reveriedaze has always been a bit of a ditzy cat. She’ll easily get off topic or talk to much when it’s not good timing. It makes her a bit awkward, as she’s aware she’s not always the sharpest. She doesn't try any less hard to be a friendly cat though, and that can at least be admired by some. She’s always been very modest and humble. Unlike some of her more naturally talented siblings, she’s had to work a bit harder to reach their levels. In that way, her ability is her silent determination, willing to go through hard trials to come out better for her clan. Reveriedaze is thankful for support from her peers and appreciates the tiniest gestures. It can be her biggest weakness at times, her trusting nature. She’s easy to read, and a cunning cat will get the best of her unless she’s on extreme high alert. Luckily, with time her apprehension grows and she is able to read cats better. She's no foolish cat, just one that tries to see the good in an otherwise savage world.
