Post by pounce on Sept 3, 2010 23:23:07 GMT -5
[Rosefire]
[rose: : Any climbing plant typically having prickly stems, compound leaves, and fragrant flowers Fire:burning passion; excitement or enthusiasm; ardor][she-cat]
[ThunderClan]
[20 moons]
[warrior]
____________[LOOKS]
rosefire
rosefire 2
Although she is a ThunderClan cat,, Rosefire has a a small, lithe build, along with long, powerful legs for running, much more like a WindClan cat. However, while most of her Clanmates have thin coats, hers is big and fluffy, and often messy and windblown. She has a long, sweeping white tail, and, when groomed, her fur is soft and glossy. Her hind quarters are spotted with ginger and black patches. Her ears are tall, pointed triangles and are jet black with ginger patches on the top of her head and outside corners of her ears. Her shoulders and flanks are strong and muscular from chasing after rabbits. She has a dainty, heart-shaped face with a little pink nose with a splash of black on it. She has small and fragile bones, but her thick coat makes her seem larger than she is. However, her most striking feature is her eyes. They are the shape of almonds, and bright yellow on the edges, slowly transitioning to green as they reach the pupils.
Overall, Rosefire is a very small and dainty, not quite what you would expect a warrior to be
____________[PERSONA]
Despite the lies that you're making
Your love is mine for the taking
My love is just waiting
To turn your tears to roses[/color]
As a kit , Rosekit was always the smallest, weakest one. She was never allowed to play with the older kits, in fear that she might get hurt. When she became an apprentice, she grew strong fast. Yet because she was so small and delicate, no cat took her as seriously. because of this she became spirited and determined to prove she was as good as the other apprentices, if not better. She worked twice as hard to make herself stronger. Because of this fiery determination, she was given her warrior name, Rosefire.
I will be the one that's gonna hold you
I will be the one that you run to
My love is a burning, consuming fire
Rosefire is fiercly loyal cat. Her loyalty to her clan, to her friends, to her leader, and to the warrior code are the most important things to her. She works hard and tirelessly to protect and feed her clan. She has a soft, quiet voice and is sometimes shy. She thinks before she speaks, so wen she does talk, its always to say something worthwhile. She still has some of the spirit from when she was an apprentice, but now, instead of using it to prove herself, she uses it for her clanmates. Although she is just a young warrior, she is already a well-loved one. She is almost like a mother to the whole clan. She has no reamianing family that she knows of, so the whole clan has become her family. she is fiercly protective of them and loves them all dearly. She hates conflict amond her clanmates. If two cats are fighting, Rosefire will always try to help them resolve it. She is very patient and compassionate toward her clanmates.
However, she has no friends in the other clans, and some of the fiercer warriors of her own clan dislike her. She is shy and quiet, this can be mistaken for snobbishness. No matter how hard she tries, she is still smaller and not quite as good as some of her clan. When she was an apprentice, this upset her greatly and she got very discouraged and angry. When she became a warrior, she realized that her clan expects her to do her best, and they love her no matter what. she became much more content. Yet sometimes she still wonders if she was meant to be someone other than a warrior.[/size]
____________[HISTORY]
rosekit: When she was born, Rosekit was the small and fragile. This is what got her her name, Rosekit. Her sister, gingerkit, was always bigger, stronger, faster, and better at everything it seemed. The older kits in the nursery would try to play with her, but they were never allowed, Rosekit's mother always made them stop. Most of her kithood she was a sickly kit. When she was first born, they wernt sure she would survive. Because of this, her mother was always fiercly protective and never let her participate in activities that made the other kits grow stronger. When Rosekit and her sister were 5 moons old, their mothe died, leaving them utterly alone. They didn't know who their father was, they were never told, and he never came to visit them.
Rosepaw Rosepaw's apprenticeship was a disaster. She was apprenticed less than a moon after her mother's death. She was sad and lonely. Her mentor believed the best way to make her stronger was to work her hard. She spent long days training and came back late at night completely exhausted. This method worked, however, and Rosepaw gradually grew stronger. Whenever she would have a training session with her sister or the other apprentices, they would always beat her easily. She grew more and morre frustrated and angry that she couldnt be as good or as strong as them. So she thoughtthe solution was to just work harder. She pushed herself harder and harder to be the best, and to prove herself to her clanmates. She would always be practicing her battle moves and tagging on to extra patrols. The harder she worked, the more tired she became. She was often impatient and angry and short tempereed, snapping at her clanmates. Instead of getting better, she got worse and worse. She thought it was because she wasnt trying hard enough. She became so desparate to be better, she started sneaking out at night and hunting alone in the dark. This soon ended in her tripping over a rabbit burrow and severly injuring her paw. The next day, gingerpaw, her beloved sister, died in a badger attack.
These two events took Rosepaw three moons to recover-mentally and physically. During these moons, her perspective began to change. She realized she was smaller than her clanmates, and would always be. Instead of trying so hard to become a good warrior, why not try o find some other way to serve her clanmates? Rosepaw spent a lot of time recovering in the medicine den. While she was there, she helped the medicine at out a lot. She learned how to care for and heal her clanmates. She learned to be patient with herself and others.
Even after she recovered and resumed training, she still visited the medicine cat den every chance she could. She was much better with herbs and healing than with hunting and fighting.
Rosefire: Rosefire's leader gave her the name Rosefire because of the fiery determination she had shown early in her apprenticeship. But tradhgedy had broken her spirit and changed her into a completly new cat. She believes the best way to serve her clanmates is through healing them
____________[IC]
(This is from when she was an apprentice, shortly after her sisters death)
My life is over. My clanmates hate me, Im not as good as them, I never will be. And Gingerpaw is dead! At the thought of her sister, fresh grief rolled through rosepaw. Her dear, beloved sister, her only remaining family, was gone in a blink of an eye. She never stood a chance against that badger. She clawed the moss bedding in anger, then flinched as pain shot up her injured paw. A small yowl of pain and frustration escaped from her throat. What could she do? All her clanmates were better hunters and fighters than her. Oh StarClan! Why was I born if I can't be any good? she cried silently. she crouched down and stared at her paws, overcome by pain.
"Do you need any more herbs? Are you in much pain?" a gentle voice, belonging to the medicine cat, asked. Am I in any pain? I practically ripped my paw off, and my sister is dead! Of course I'm in pain! she thought bitterly. Instead she replied "I'm fine. I just need some rest." she curled up into a tight ball and squeezed her eyes shut, hoping that the medicine cat would just leave her alone. The sound of defeated pawsteps retreating told her that the medicine cat had left. Eventually, she drifted off into sleep.
Rosepaw woke up to a sharp, tangy scent. "This herb is called marigold. Its used for wounds, like yours. It keeps out infection" the voice roused Rosepaw from sleep completely. "I know. And your about to use dock." Rosepaw replied irritably. The medicine cat gave Rosepaw a curious look that just annoyed her further "What?" she snapped. "There are other ways to serve our clan than being a warrior, you know. " the older cat replied, ignoring her angry tone. Rosepaw snorted. "Like what, being a quenn with whining kit crawling over you all day? Not likely!" she hissed.
" Rosepaw! You have been completely useless for the last few days! Don't you realize your clanmates work hard for you, and you repay them by moping? You have a talent, So use it!" the medicine cat exploded, then stalked away into the den. Rosepaw stared after, shocked. Her first reaction was to be indignant, but thenb she realized the medicine cat was right. she was a part of a clan, she should do her part. However, the medicine cat was wrong about one thing, she didn't have a talent. She was useless. Right? Rosepaw lay her head on her paws thoughtfully.
____________[FAMILY]
Brackenflower- mother, deceased
Gingerpaw- sister, also dead
____________[PASSWORD]
Aurora!!
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