They call me ↴
Lavenderfield
Needed ! ↴
seventeen moons - she-cat - riverclan - deputy [will be warrior if there's already a deputy]
silver tabby with green eyes.
appearance ↴
Deep in the night, the sound of the river breezes through the air in a gentle, gurgling song. A set of four, neat, small pale gray paws fly out from a set of long, graceful legs; those legs are attached to a slender, oily furred silver tabby. Her dark gray and light gray pelt is differentiated during the day, but at night it is all a blur as she whizzes alongside the beautiful stream. Clouds of fog rise from the she-cat's smooth muzzle, sleek with the beauty of a RiverClan cat. A pair of pristine green eyes glows neon in the light of the stars, she is a RiverClan, sleek and true.
personality ↴
True and proud; this young she-cat has worked her way to her warrior-ship with a burning fire. Being born to a loner did nothing to dampen this she-cat's light. Lavenderfield is a mysterious creature, preferring to keep to herself, though she does not mind the idea of sharing tongues with a trusted friend. She is witty and unique, though every coin has two sides. Same true for the she-cat of RiverClan. Although she has an incredibly quiet nature, she can be loud and vibrant when it comes to stating her opinions, she will speak her mind and not care whose feelings she hurts. The beauty of her challenging differences is a very intricate thing to behold.
history ↴
Lavenderfield was born on a moonless night to a litter of four one cool summer evening. Her mother, a loner named Anika, had crossed the border into RiverClan's territory, seeking their help from the despairs of the loner's life. She needed a safe place for her kits to grow and be strong. However, the powerful RiverClan cats turned the loner away, worried due to one kits terrible cough. A border patrol later found the dead body of the mother and three of her kits, though the fourth kit, a silver tabby named Lav remained.
A kindred soul of a she-cat took the little kit under her wing and nursed her, raising her once she'd been found to be clear of disease. She called her Lavenderkit, a full of her shortened loner's name. Lavenderkit fought hard against the other kits in the sweet cat's litter. She wanted to prove herself to her clan.
Soon after Lavenderkit became Lavenderpaw, she was taken to her first gathering with the clans. She'd never seen so many cats. In the seasons of RiverClan, they'd become a much smaller clan, the rest of the clans over powering them with sheer size. Lavenderpaw was determined to prove her worth to the other clans as well.
She'd been to three gatherings during her apprentice-ship, enjoying the ability to see the cats from the other clans and learn from them. She developed intricate battle moves, derived from watching the apprentices show off. Soon enough, she was able to show them on a badger in the territory, earning her warrior name.
It wasn't long before the leader passed into the world of the stars, and the new leader named their deputy. Lavenderfield had finally made it to her goal of proving to her clan she was special despite her birth. [will delete this paragraph if she cannot be deputy]
family ↴
Anika [mother, deceased], Brittle [brother, deceased], Cobra [sister, deceased], Dreary [brother, deceased], Livingfire [father, unknown]
theme song ↴
Never Enough - Five Finger Death Punch
other ↴
optional.
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