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"I HAVE FOUGHT FOR MY OWN LIBERATION."
name;; amberstar
past names;; amberkit, amberpaw, ambersky
gender;; female
age;; 60 moons
rank;; founder
body build;; skinny
sexuality;; straight
crush;; n/a
mate;; n/a
kits;; n/a
siblings;; n/a
parents;; n/a
past names;; amberkit, amberpaw, ambersky
gender;; female
age;; 60 moons
rank;; founder
body build;; skinny
sexuality;; straight
crush;; n/a
mate;; n/a
kits;; n/a
siblings;; n/a
parents;; n/a
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Personality;;
- Amberstar is best described as mellow at first glance. She is incredibly calm and displays a reserved, serious demeanor around her clanmates most of the time. When around new cats, she is very welcoming, wanting to make sure they feel happy and not isolated/ignored like she did when she was kicked out of her own clan. She is very caring towards new cats at first, then her true opinion on them comes out after interacting for a while, typically after a couple moons.
Amberstar is incredibly observant and cunning, making her very efficient at picking apart problems and figuring out how to go about solving them without causing conflict on both ends of the party. She is one for fairness, and will strive for it in the most major ways, as proven by her organization.
In private, behind the closed doors where only a select few know of the operation she is controlling, she is calculating, not saying a word until she has efficiently observed the entire situation at hand. She uses her incredible observation skills to decide how to deal with a contract, and she is the final word in deciding if a contract should be final or not, as she wants to make sure Starclan remains on her side and doesn't abandon her clan.
History;;
- Amberstar has never known her real parents. As far as she herself is concerned, she remembers little to none about her past beyond her early apprentice days. As far as she knows, her life started whenever she was physically brought to a camp.
Amberstar, at the start of her story, was a nameless kit. She was found on a hunting patrol by a group of cats, laid down at the base of a tree alone. She was only a couple of moons old at this point. When she was found, it was the middle of Leafbare, a thin sheet of snow coated the ground, but more snow was coming. When the hunting patrol found her, one of the cats, a female who was a mother of two apprentices herself, approached Amber and picked her up by the scruff.
"I will be taking this kit back to the camp. It's against warrior code to leave a kit helpless. Continue on without me" The she-cat explained, her voice muffled by the soft fur of the kit, which was covered in undeniably cold snow. The other warriors mumbled something inaudible to one another before walking off deeper into the forest. The she-cat held the kit in her jaws, her lips folded back over her teeth to insure the kit wasn't hurt before quickly making her way back to the camp. When she entered the camp,
several cats who were talking outside of their dens turned towards her, quiet gasps heard as they all saw the kit. She ignored these gasps and pressed on, heading to the leaders den. She walked in and sat the kit down, lapping at it's cold pelt briefly before the leader came out of his nest, freezing when he saw the kit.
"Where did you find this kit?" He questioned, seeming suspicious.
"I found it in the snow outside. I would be going against my code as a warrior to not bring it back." The she-cat explained, her tone seeming to almost challenge the leader.
The leader ignored this tone and spoke softly. "Very well. We will keep the kit for now until it is a warrior and ready to face the winters alone. Do you understand?"
The she-cat hesitantly nodded, not liking the idea of abandoning the kit after it was trained, but she accepted. "I do. I'll go get the kit to the nursery and give it a name." She said with a dip of her head before picking the kit back up, eagerly making her way to the nursery. She found one of the nursing queens, who was laying on her flank as her only kit drank.
"Oh, look at what you got! Bring them over here, I got more than enough room for that kit." The she-cat sighed in relief at the Queen's kindness, gently placing the kit at her belly. Amber wriggled her way forward and immediately began to drink. The mother smiled, looking back at the other she-cat. "She's an eager one, isn't she dear?"
"Yeah, she is. I wonder what we should name her.." She looked over Amber for a moment. After licking her, a cream pelt could be seen. "How about Amberkit?" The she-cat suggested, turning back to the queen to see her expression. The queen smiled as her eyes lingered on the kit, cooing excitedly for a moment before nodding. "Amberkit sounds like a wonderful name for her, dear."
Several moons passed, and soon Amberkit become Amberpaw. She trained under the wing of this nameless she-cat, proving to be very skilled within just the first moon of fighting. She was agile, had a huge amount of strength for someone her age, and most of all, was confident in her skill. However, because she was so confident, her mentor found that she was too open about where she was going to strike, and Amber became predictable. Several more moons were spent training her to perfect her skills before she was formally named Ambersky. A day after she sat vigil, two warriors approached her while she was talking to the mother who had brought her to the clan, who was planning a hunting patrol with Ambersky.
"Ambersky, the leader would like to speak to you." One of the warriors uttered, interrupting their conversation. Ambersky looked at the she-cat and smiled before getting to her paws. "I'll be right back." The she-cats gaze became concerned, she had just become a warrior - which meant she was about to be sent off. Ambersky bounded into the leaders den and sat on her haunches, and the leader approached, beginning to speak.
"Hello, Ambersky. I have to break something to you. It is time that you leave our clan, and possibly begin your own. You have some exceptional talents, but this was an agreement your adoptive mother and I made when you came to this clan." Ambersky cocked her head to the side in confusion briefly before sighing softly, taking a deep, shaky breath before speaking. "Okay. I'll go." Ambersky glared at the leader, feeling abandoned before she took her leave.
She wandered for several moons, hiding from clans and scraping together enough food to keep herself alive until she found herself sitting on a tree branch, dozing off. When she opened her eyes, the figure of a cat, the one of the cat who had brought her to the clan that abandoned her in the first place, was now a figure of stars speaking to Ambersky.
"Amber, you can't keep hiding like this. You need to see the world, start your own clan. Your ancestors see so much in you, pleasee put it to use.." The vision disappeared after a moment, and at first Ambersky shook it off, then tensed up, jumping down from the tree to begin her new adventure. She ran through vast plains and forests, eagerly looking for a place to settle when she found an isolated forest, where no other cats seemed to roam. She began to craft dens out of sticks and cobwebs, gathered the few medical herbs she knew anything about, and set up camp. This was only the beginning for Ambersky, now known as Amberstar, crafting her clan.