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WindClan Warrior
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ᴵ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵐʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉ˒ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᶤᵗ ᵈᵒʷᶰ
ᴵ ᶜˡᶤᵐᵇᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵘᶰᵗᵃᶤᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ᴵ ᵗᵘʳᶰᵉᵈ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ
ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ ˢᵃʷ ᵐʸ ʳᵉᶠˡᵉᶜᵗᶤᵒᶰ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶰᵒʷ⁻ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ ʰᶤˡˡˢ
'ᵀᶤˡ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃᶰᵈˢˡᶤᵈᵉ ᵇʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵈᵒʷᶰ
ᴼʰ˒ ᵐᶤʳʳᵒʳ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ˒ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶤˢ ˡᵒᵛᵉˀ
ᶜᵃᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᶤˡᵈ ʷᶤᵗʰᶤᶰ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ʳᶤˢᵉ ᵃᵇᵒᵛᵉˀ
ᶜᵃᶰ ᴵ ˢᵃᶤˡ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃᶰᵍᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᶜᵉᵃᶰ ᵗᶤᵈᵉˢˀ
ᶜᵃᶰ ᴵ ʰᵃᶰᵈˡᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉᵃˢᵒᶰˢ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ˡᶤᶠᵉˀ
ᵂᵉˡˡ˒ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵃᶠʳᵃᶤᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜʰᵃᶰᵍᶤᶰᵍ
'ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵘᶤˡᵗ ᵐʸ ˡᶤᶠᵉ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ʸᵒᵘ
ᴮᵘᵗ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵒˡᵈᵉʳ
ᴱᵛᵉᶰ ᶜʰᶤˡᵈʳᵉᶰ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵒˡᵈᵉʳ
ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵍᵉᵗᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᵒˡᵈᵉʳ ᵗᵒᵒ
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WindClan Warrior
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ᴵ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵐʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉ˒ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᶤᵗ ᵈᵒʷᶰ
ᴵ ᶜˡᶤᵐᵇᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵘᶰᵗᵃᶤᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ᴵ ᵗᵘʳᶰᵉᵈ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ
ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ ˢᵃʷ ᵐʸ ʳᵉᶠˡᵉᶜᵗᶤᵒᶰ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶰᵒʷ⁻ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ ʰᶤˡˡˢ
'ᵀᶤˡ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃᶰᵈˢˡᶤᵈᵉ ᵇʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵈᵒʷᶰ
ᴼʰ˒ ᵐᶤʳʳᵒʳ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ˒ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶤˢ ˡᵒᵛᵉˀ
ᶜᵃᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᶤˡᵈ ʷᶤᵗʰᶤᶰ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ʳᶤˢᵉ ᵃᵇᵒᵛᵉˀ
ᶜᵃᶰ ᴵ ˢᵃᶤˡ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃᶰᵍᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᶜᵉᵃᶰ ᵗᶤᵈᵉˢˀ
ᶜᵃᶰ ᴵ ʰᵃᶰᵈˡᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉᵃˢᵒᶰˢ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ˡᶤᶠᵉˀ
ᵂᵉˡˡ˒ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵃᶠʳᵃᶤᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜʰᵃᶰᵍᶤᶰᵍ
'ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵘᶤˡᵗ ᵐʸ ˡᶤᶠᵉ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ʸᵒᵘ
ᴮᵘᵗ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵒˡᵈᵉʳ
ᴱᵛᵉᶰ ᶜʰᶤˡᵈʳᵉᶰ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵒˡᵈᵉʳ
ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵍᵉᵗᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᵒˡᵈᵉʳ ᵗᵒᵒ
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|Name;; RoseFeather|
|Age;; 35 Moons|
|Gender;; Female|
|Rank;; Warrior|
|Clan;; WindClan|
|Mentor;; LittleWing|
|Apprentice;; BeetlePaw|
|Good Traits;; Wise, Well-Spoken|
|Bad Traits;; Stubborn, Depressed |
|Neutral Traits;; Delicate|
|Likes;; Storms, Night|
|Dislikes;; Conflict, Change|
|Mother;; TawnyFoot|
|Father;; BumbleLeap|
|Siblings;; None |
|Kits;; N/A|
|Fur Colour;; Brown Tabby.|
|Eye Colour;; Green|
|Build;; Compact, sturdy|
Slow words filled with wisdom come from RoseFeather's mouth. She hasn't lived too long, but she has lived long enough to understand the world. With this wisdom comes a strong depression; atleast in Rose's case.
She is stubborn in her beliefs and actions, with a deep fear of change. The she-cat is also rather delicate in form and actions. Every move she makes is like a dancer, soft, practised and precise.
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Life is Beautiful
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RoseKit was born in a litter of one and raised by both her parents. Despite having a good life with plenty of love from her family she became depressed not long after her 4th moon. Everyday she would wake up, exhausted and tired. She'd try to be a normal kit, doing her best to play and act normal. The ruse only worked so well and her mother, TawnyFoot, quickly picked up on her daughters state. They spoke about it allot, TawntFoot offering her child all the wisdom she could to help her daughter with her emotions but everything they tried only offered a small buffer.
As RosePaw she continued to struggle with depression, lucky enough to have had her own mother as a mentor. While most apprentices would spend time eagerly learning, RosePaw's training sessions mostly consisted of learning how to fake feeling good and occasionally learning the fundamentals of being a productive warrior.
Vividly she remembers the first time she felt truly alive. One day a training session had taken longer, as they were beginning to get into the deeps of fighting moves. Because it took longer they ended up getting caught in a storm. On the hills of the WindClan territory there was no shelter from the wind or rain; but that didn't matter to RosePaw.
The feeling of the wind bracing her sides and rain hitting her pelt calmed her in a way she had never felt before. Her mother told her that in that moment, her eyes looked alive and free of sadness. She had laughed for the first time and felt giddy.
As the storm passed so did the feeling of euphoria it had brought and RosePaw was strung back into depression. However now she had a memory, a feeling that made her happy and life changed for the better. Her fighting improved drastically after that moment and she began to develop her 'feather' style. Touching the ground rarely as she danced in battle. Time seemed to move faster and soon she became RoseFeather, named after her unique style of fighting.
When the fire started a hole was punched in RoseFeather's heart. Her mother had been such a large part of her life, loosing her sent her depression back into over drive. She still doesn't know what to make of everything that has happened and seems stuck in a state of fear and confusion. No doubt she needs to find someone to fill the absence in her heart.
She is stubborn in her beliefs and actions, with a deep fear of change. The she-cat is also rather delicate in form and actions. Every move she makes is like a dancer, soft, practised and precise.
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Life is Beautiful
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RoseKit was born in a litter of one and raised by both her parents. Despite having a good life with plenty of love from her family she became depressed not long after her 4th moon. Everyday she would wake up, exhausted and tired. She'd try to be a normal kit, doing her best to play and act normal. The ruse only worked so well and her mother, TawnyFoot, quickly picked up on her daughters state. They spoke about it allot, TawntFoot offering her child all the wisdom she could to help her daughter with her emotions but everything they tried only offered a small buffer.
As RosePaw she continued to struggle with depression, lucky enough to have had her own mother as a mentor. While most apprentices would spend time eagerly learning, RosePaw's training sessions mostly consisted of learning how to fake feeling good and occasionally learning the fundamentals of being a productive warrior.
Vividly she remembers the first time she felt truly alive. One day a training session had taken longer, as they were beginning to get into the deeps of fighting moves. Because it took longer they ended up getting caught in a storm. On the hills of the WindClan territory there was no shelter from the wind or rain; but that didn't matter to RosePaw.
The feeling of the wind bracing her sides and rain hitting her pelt calmed her in a way she had never felt before. Her mother told her that in that moment, her eyes looked alive and free of sadness. She had laughed for the first time and felt giddy.
As the storm passed so did the feeling of euphoria it had brought and RosePaw was strung back into depression. However now she had a memory, a feeling that made her happy and life changed for the better. Her fighting improved drastically after that moment and she began to develop her 'feather' style. Touching the ground rarely as she danced in battle. Time seemed to move faster and soon she became RoseFeather, named after her unique style of fighting.
When the fire started a hole was punched in RoseFeather's heart. Her mother had been such a large part of her life, loosing her sent her depression back into over drive. She still doesn't know what to make of everything that has happened and seems stuck in a state of fear and confusion. No doubt she needs to find someone to fill the absence in her heart.
