Duskclaw
Gender::
She-cat
Clan::
CloudClan
Age::
48 moons old
Status::
Deputy
Appearance::
Duskclaw
Personality::
It's a mystery even to her why she was given the position of deputy. This she-cat, though very cunning, has always been quick to chose battle over talking over problems between the other clans. She tends to be a very grouchy and snappy she-cat, reminding some of an elder. She can be friendly toward senior cats and the leader but not so much with the medicine cat. Toward apprentices and younger cats it's best to stay out of her way and not make any mess ups around her or you'll be stuck doing chores for days. With her own apprentices she rarely gives praise unless they really earn it. Most kits pray not to be her apprentice, but those that have been her apprentice turn out to be great warriors.
Biography::
Duskclaw's birth was never suppose to happen. Her parents, Shadeheart a beautiful warrior, and Redclaw, the deputy at the time, were two cats that merely messed around with one another. There was no real feelings there for either of them and they both knew it. But one day her mother learned she was carrying kits and refused to be stuck with the kits by herself. She told Redclaw but he was an ambitious cat with big plans, kits would only be in the way. So he told her "How do I know their even mine." and walked off to leave her mother to raise the kits alone. From then on there was tension between the two. Most cats thought that Shadeheart was going to claw the deupty's ears off before it was all over with. But he ignored her. On the night of the birth a thunderstorm rumbled in the sky. Redclaw used the birth of his own kits as a distraction and led a group of rouges into the camp. He went for the leader in hopes of killing the old leader and his old friend. But in the end the clan won the battle.
Shadeheart had been unaware of the battle that had raged outside the nursery...But when she heard of it the she-cat became consumed with rage. She wanted nothing to do with the kits she had birthed. A nursing queen, Rainstorm, cared for the kits. One day when Rainstorm was away to get a drink of water, the kits were only four moons old. Shadeheart let the rage consume her. She went for her first kit, Darkkit, leaving him for dead. Next was Graykit, then she went for Duskkit. Before she was able to sink her fangs into the little kit Rainstorm returned to the den and stopped her. For her actions Shadeheart was killed.
As she grew no one wanted nothing to do with her. Most feared that she'd turn traitor or go mad just like her parents had. The poor she-cat didn't exactly help put those suspisions to rest either. She like to play rough, often tried to escape to explore, always in trouble. When she was an apprentice it seemed to be even worse. In training she'd use her claws on her own clanmates, claiming if they couldn't deal with her claws then they'd be useless in battle. During her later apprentice years she became better at hiding her blood thirsty ways...Until her last battle, right before she became a warrior. In the battle against HollowClan she attacked a large tom with such ferosity she had to be torn off him. A few days later she got her warrior name. Not wanting the other cats to question her she continued to hide her bloodthirsty nature, so much so the leader began to see her as a cat that had potential to lead the clan if something were to happen to him. So she was given the title of Deputy and has fallen into the role like a natural, even going to the elders for advice. But her attitude toward new apprentices and younger warriors hasn't changed at all.
Love/Kits::
She has a cat in mind she likes but no kits yet.
Mentors::
Her mentor was Mudtail
She's been mentor to several cats including, Frostpaw, Frogpaw, Cloudpaw, and Silverpaw
Currently her apprentice is (Insert apprentices name)
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~Ðєv
