by mochira » Sun Jul 02, 2017 9:35 am
You are Robinflight, a smokey gray tom with russet tipped ears and paws and silver eyes. Your a warrior of Riverclan, who hates fish oddly enough. Your mother is Rosestorm of Shadowclan, and your father is Ferrettail of Riverclan. You may be half-clan, but you are still accepted into Riverclan by Leerstar. You have a younger brother, Creekleap who is Shadowclan deputy. You are a cat who is very mysterious, your emotions are rarely exaggerated like other cats are. When you were a kit, you lived in Shadowclan with Ferrettail and Rosestorm (and your lil brother). You were a kit who loved to bring smiles to other's faces, but then your parents got in a fight. It was the worst fight, and Rosestorm grew to despise you and your brother, so Ferrettail being the loving father he was, took you and Creekleap in for protection against your hateful mother. He loved you both, but for you, it wasn't enough. You were heartbroken that your own mother hated you. Moons after Creekleap became the deputy, you were on a solo-border patrol, and you were met by the Shadowclan deputy, Polartail, a friend of your mother's who brought the news that Rosestorm was dying, and her final wish was to see you. You felt hate boil deep within but you pushed it down and for some reason and went anyways. When you got to her, she was a awful sight, her normally sleek fur was matted and her eyes were sickly. Her breathing was slower than normal and you just stared at her in shock. Tear were flowing down her face as she murmured the few words that hit home. "I'm so sorry... P-please tell your father and brother that I love them.. Robinflight.. I love you so much my son.. I'm so proud of you." She had said on her deathbed. You forgave her and she died at rest, and you had a new outlook on life. When a pack of dogs invaded Riverclan camp, you fought to the death to save your clanmates, which ended up sadly killing you, but you saved unborn kits.
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hi, my name is day or something.
i love mocha drinks and sweaters.
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the fall is the time of the year when
i feel most alive. signature credit
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