Post by Cloud on Dec 25, 2009 1:18:20 GMT -5
Role player| Cloud or Cloudie
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Name| Pebbletail
Gender| she-cat
Physical Description| Pebbletail is a small gray she-cat with faint stripes on the end of her tail and a few white chest hairs. She has eyes that are yellow at the edge but get darker green near her pupils. Her muscles are small and lean, and she is built more for running than fighting. Her whiskers are short and gray.
Views| Pebbletail does not want a Clan. She does not want to be ordered around or have to have a leader. Why would anyone desire to be in a Clan? You can make friends as it is and take care of yourself and others if you like as it is. Stupid RiverClan - if they even existed. Pebbletail doesn't believe the outside world exists, doesn't believe RiverClan's whole story at all. Even if some other world does exist, who needs it? Yeah, the enclosure's dangerous, but any cat with sense can learn to survive, she thinks. Leaders would be the worst part of a Clan. Some bossy, arrogant feline who thinks too much of themselves, most likely, would be leader. And what if they became even worse, starting to dominate other cats and hurting them? No cat is incorruptible, there is evil in all. All cats are far better off living their own lives with the cats they want to live them with, not with who some dumb leader says who they should hunt with.
Kin| Thinfoot-mother-deceased
Barkwhisker-father-alive
Boulderfang-brother-alive
History| Pebbletail was born at the end of the dark season and named for her gray pelt. Her mother and father were cons, though her father was the more active one. He often went around and talked to cats, figuring out which ones were Clanners, and planning to attack them later. Her mother was supportive of what he did, but she was far more passive and couldn't be bothered to actively resist Clanners themselves instead of just resisting their ideas. This meant Barkwhisker was often engaged in fights against Clanners, sometimes with allies. She saw him so infrequently as a kit that she barely knew him, so she was mostly raised by her mother.
Pebblekit grew up in no set territory, but merely wherever Thinfoot decided was safest, which was usually away from wherever Barkwhisker was fighting. They often moved, Thinfoot carrying one kit at a time and switching to the other after a while. As soon as her kits were old enough to understand, Thinfoot began to tell them about con beliefs and the general aims of the Clanners whom they opposed.
Pebblekit was entranced. It made so much sense to her and her brother - it gave them a purpose in life, to fight those who wanted to impose rules on all then enclosure. She saw it as a fight for freedom, as did Boulderkit. They often talked of how they would fight the Clanners like their brave father when they grew up.
On a rare visit from Barkwhisker some moons later, Pebblekit's parents agreed that she and her brother were old enough to have their names switched to a paw suffix. Thus began their training.
Visits from Barkwhisker now became more frequent, as he and Thinfoot joint mentored their kits. Neither had a specified mentor, but rather learned fighting skills from Barkwhisker and hunting from Thinfoot.
Pebblepaw generally preferred fighting to hunting, though her favorite thing to do was rat hunts. Fighting and hunting combined, almost - what more could you ask for?
All was well, until...the death of her mother.
Pebblepaw had recently become Pebbletail, given her name by her father on one of his visits. Boulderpaw had become Boulderfang. They still lived with Thinfoot, who was starting to become frail and sickly. They felt they owed a debt for all she had given them and vowed to stay with her until she died.
Unfortunately, as they were out hunting one day Thinfoot passed away in her sleep from illness.
When her kits found her body, their sadness was enormous. They sought out Barkwhisker, who still lived, and told him of the incident.
He sighed, and told them to fight like he did, to honor her wishes and teachings.
They took his words to heart.
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Name| Pebbletail
Gender| she-cat
Physical Description| Pebbletail is a small gray she-cat with faint stripes on the end of her tail and a few white chest hairs. She has eyes that are yellow at the edge but get darker green near her pupils. Her muscles are small and lean, and she is built more for running than fighting. Her whiskers are short and gray.
Views| Pebbletail does not want a Clan. She does not want to be ordered around or have to have a leader. Why would anyone desire to be in a Clan? You can make friends as it is and take care of yourself and others if you like as it is. Stupid RiverClan - if they even existed. Pebbletail doesn't believe the outside world exists, doesn't believe RiverClan's whole story at all. Even if some other world does exist, who needs it? Yeah, the enclosure's dangerous, but any cat with sense can learn to survive, she thinks. Leaders would be the worst part of a Clan. Some bossy, arrogant feline who thinks too much of themselves, most likely, would be leader. And what if they became even worse, starting to dominate other cats and hurting them? No cat is incorruptible, there is evil in all. All cats are far better off living their own lives with the cats they want to live them with, not with who some dumb leader says who they should hunt with.
Kin| Thinfoot-mother-deceased
Barkwhisker-father-alive
Boulderfang-brother-alive
History| Pebbletail was born at the end of the dark season and named for her gray pelt. Her mother and father were cons, though her father was the more active one. He often went around and talked to cats, figuring out which ones were Clanners, and planning to attack them later. Her mother was supportive of what he did, but she was far more passive and couldn't be bothered to actively resist Clanners themselves instead of just resisting their ideas. This meant Barkwhisker was often engaged in fights against Clanners, sometimes with allies. She saw him so infrequently as a kit that she barely knew him, so she was mostly raised by her mother.
Pebblekit grew up in no set territory, but merely wherever Thinfoot decided was safest, which was usually away from wherever Barkwhisker was fighting. They often moved, Thinfoot carrying one kit at a time and switching to the other after a while. As soon as her kits were old enough to understand, Thinfoot began to tell them about con beliefs and the general aims of the Clanners whom they opposed.
Pebblekit was entranced. It made so much sense to her and her brother - it gave them a purpose in life, to fight those who wanted to impose rules on all then enclosure. She saw it as a fight for freedom, as did Boulderkit. They often talked of how they would fight the Clanners like their brave father when they grew up.
On a rare visit from Barkwhisker some moons later, Pebblekit's parents agreed that she and her brother were old enough to have their names switched to a paw suffix. Thus began their training.
Visits from Barkwhisker now became more frequent, as he and Thinfoot joint mentored their kits. Neither had a specified mentor, but rather learned fighting skills from Barkwhisker and hunting from Thinfoot.
Pebblepaw generally preferred fighting to hunting, though her favorite thing to do was rat hunts. Fighting and hunting combined, almost - what more could you ask for?
All was well, until...the death of her mother.
Pebblepaw had recently become Pebbletail, given her name by her father on one of his visits. Boulderpaw had become Boulderfang. They still lived with Thinfoot, who was starting to become frail and sickly. They felt they owed a debt for all she had given them and vowed to stay with her until she died.
Unfortunately, as they were out hunting one day Thinfoot passed away in her sleep from illness.
When her kits found her body, their sadness was enormous. They sought out Barkwhisker, who still lived, and told him of the incident.
He sighed, and told them to fight like he did, to honor her wishes and teachings.
They took his words to heart.
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