Adam Jensen | Baby Blue wrote:I was smoking backward while you were coughing,
Put another nail into my coffin;
I was dreaming when you told me you were leaving,
Now there's nothing left for me to believe in.
I'm always one kiss away from falling in love,
And I'm one step far away from having enough.
I lost myself then I lost you.
I held my breath, would you hold yours too?
Now I'm dying without you, baby blue,
Now I'm dying without you, baby.
It's 4 AM and I'm in my head,
And I don't know if I'll feel again;
'Cause I'm dying without you, baby blue,
Now I'm dying without you, baby blue.
N A M EPrefix | Ivy
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A G E39 moons
R A N KKit [] Apprentice [] Warrior [
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C L A NStormClan AshClan
Kit LifeIvykit had a quiet kithood. Her parents were loving and littermates nothing out of the ordinary, though Ivykit never really payed much mind to them. She would rather have been curled up at her mother's side than training. Ivykit did have one sister, though, that was important to her - but not out of love, out of rivalry. Ivykit and Thornkit were pit against one another from the moment they opened their eyes, it seemed. The two fought constantly and were always trying to outdo one another. This drove Ivykit to set her sights on becoming the best warrior she could be.
Apprentice lifeIvypaw's sights were set on glory. Now that they were training, the rivalry between the sisters only got worse. Everyday was a competition between them - who had the best battle moves, who brought back the most prey, who did the most for the Clan. One couldn't take a step without the other trying to outmatch her. Ivypaw trained hard, and found that she and Thornpaw - to the frustration of both cats - were evenly matched. They sparred constantly, sometimes getting out of hand. Thornpaw gave her a deep scar that runs along her flank.
This, however, is all Ivypaw would have with her to remember Thornpaw.
They were on their assessments when it happened. Both queens were stalking through the forest for the hunting skill portion; though both knew just passing wouldn't be enough - no, each sister only wanted to outdo the other. This rivalry led to Thornpaw's demise. While of all the Clan territories the moor faced the least predators, StormClan still faced danger. Stoats sometimes inhabited the burrows that were left unused, growing fat as badgers on carrion. Springing after a hare that Ivypaw was stalking was the last straw. Both apprentices went after it, though Thornpaw's speed was better. She leaped after the rabbit, just narrowly beating Ivypaw to its hole, and thrust both of her front paws down it. That was the queen's mistake; it was only seconds later that big brown-and-white animals, nearly the same size as the apprentices, came pouring at. The two were no match as the mass of animals swarmed them. Ivypaw doesn't remember much of what happened - she just knows the story. It was Thornpaw's mentor that found them, covered in blood and barely breathing. Ivypaw spent several sunrises in the medicine cat den while Thornpaw's injuries killed her, but not before the leader gave her a warrior name on her deathbed: Thornleap. Almost a moon after the incident, Ivypaw became a warrior alone.
Warrior + lifeIvydapple's ceremony was bittersweet. It reminded her only of Thornleap. She focused on Clan work, her silly dreams of being the greatest forgotten now that her competition was dead. Cats often noticed when grooming, Ivydapple would pause on her flank and touch her nose to the scar, closing her eyes and being silent for a moment.
It was a grieving young warrior that met Moonbeam at a Gathering. A LeafClan warrior, Ivydapple doesn't remember when she became stricken with him - only that one day she wasn't and she was turning her nose up at the Gathering, paying only half a mind to his words, and then the next she was sneaking from camp in the middle of the night to meet with him. The two spent several moons happily meeting up in the forest, and cats noticed that Ivydapple was beginning to walk with a spring in her step again, that old fire returning to her spirit. To her surprise, she was soon pregnant with his kits. It troubled her - Moonbeam had been more absent lately, caught up in Clan life and his new apprentice. The queen was beginning to worry he would soon have no time for his forbidden mate. It was with a heavy heart that she told him about the pregnancy, and she wasn't able to see the tom again until she was near kitting.
Her fears came true when Moonbeam told her he couldn't see her anymore - no, he was now LeafClan's deputy, and they were breaking the Code. While part of her understood, Ivydapple was still bitter about it - here was this tom, this cat she loved, telling her that he had finally had enough of their forbidden romance, right when he was sunrises from being a father. Despite her harsh feelings Ivydapple agreed to keep it a secret, if anything for his reputation, and ceased meeting with him. Throughout her pregnancy the queen was heavily depressed. She hated her unborn kits; hated the tom they came from. She viewed her getting pregnant as a punishment from StarClan for breaking their Code. She got what she deserved. "Didn't you ask for this?" She would hiss at herself, slashing a paw at her reflection in the Clan's drinking source. She hated herself. She hated Moonbeam. She hated everything.
This, however, changed when her sons were born. Two beautiful tom-kits, Ivydapple's mind changed instantly. These kits weren't a punishment from StarClan, they saved her life. They became her whole world. Ivydapple had never expected to love being a mother, but she put her kits above anything, even her hatred for their father and his Clan. Now an AshClan warrior, Ivydapple still watches her kits thrive as fresh warriors - though it's more conflicting, as Moonbeam is now in the same Clan as herself. Her heart has been heavy with him around the last moon. She avoids him as much as she can and tries to guide her kits away from him, though the guilt is bothering her. She fears soon she will have to tell her sons the truth.
P E R S O N A L I T YIvydapple has always had a fiery, competitive passion about her. She sees everything as a challenge, just something to overcome. Her sights used to be set on glory; now, they're on being a good warrior and setting an example for her sons. Her litter taught her about compassion, so she's developed into a more caring, matronly cat than she once was. She's learned from her mistakes. While she still has a tendency to take things too far, Ivydapple tries to catch herself and stop before it's too late, like it was with Thornpaw. She's also more focused on following the Code these days. She broke it once and while it gave her a littler she loves fiercely, it also taught her that breaking it comes with great grief.
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K I NSister |
ThornpawSons | Rosethunder, Craketooth
E D U C A T I O Nformer mentor/apprentices open!
F R I E N D S H I P S Egretcrown
R E L A T I O N S H I P SSingle [
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Crush: Moonbeam (formerly)
