Post by Charbarboo on May 1, 2009 22:05:57 GMT -5
Name:Willowspring/ Cinder
Age: 36 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan:RiverClan/ Rouge
Rank:Warrior/ Warrior of the Dead Plains (on the occasion)
Description:A chocolate tipped Siamese cat with fierce, blue eyes. Her body is heavy set and muscular, making for a good warrior. Cinder's tail is short compared to her long legs. The she-cat's big paws contain, razor sharp claws that could easily kill a cat with the appropriate amount of force in the blow. The rogue's tail is short compared to her large body, probably from an old injury.
The majority of her body is marked with scars, even for a cat her age. One of the she-cat's ears are almost gone, left is only a quarter of the original ear. She has a long, deep, recent scar running down her face from her right eye to her neck.
Personality: Cinder is a cunning cat, although being brilliant that doesn't mean she has to use it for good. Oh no, she mainly uses her wits for selfless reasons. She's the kind of cat with absolutely no remorse, able to kill a cat with no doubts. Another wonderful quality Cinder obsesses is ambition, the ambition that drove her out of her forest home. The ambition that nearly killed her. Always wanting more, never quite pleased. Wanting the biggest mouse, to be deputy. She also rarely ever helps another cat, unless, of course, that certain cat could help her move up the ladder of success and benefit her in some given way or form. But, aside from that, she'd let a Clanmate drown.
Some other great qualities she has is her ability to hold a grudge. She'll never forget what you've done to her, from killing a best friend to taking the prey she had her eye on. Cinder will never let you live it down, because she's evil and that's how it's played! She is also mutative. She befriends you, making you think that you can trust her. She gets inside your head, finding weaknesses and strong points. Just when you need her most, though, she uses your weaknesses to her advantage often using this tactic at Gatherings. Even on some of her own Clanmates in the past few moons of living with RiverClan.
All in all, these evil traits make Cinder, Cinder! Isn't she just wonderful?
History: Born into RiverClan, Cinder's original name was Willowspring. Nothing really significant happened in her early life. From 'kit to 'paw to 'spring only the usually happened. Battle training, sibling dying, lots of hunting, seeing her mother murdered. All in a regular life, nothing really so special.
Once she got use to the average life of a warrior (less than a half moon into being a warrior) Willowspring wanted more. There was a hunger inside of her that was burning, like an empty, endless, black hole. It didn't take her long to find out what exactly the hunger was; Ambition. Once a new warrior was made, she moved up the ladder of success. The occasional new warrior wasn't enough for her, though. Not even a group of senior warriors retiring to help her move up the positions either. No, the black hole where her heart was suppose to be needed an endless amount more. The next step; Deputy. But, before that was possible, she needed an apprentice. And seeing that no kits would be apprenticed any time soon, she had to 'take over training' for another, the warrior would die with 'an accidental' plummet into the river. Yes, this would surely help.
One day, when Willowspring was in a 'good' mood, she went out hunting with a warrior who had been training his apprentice for a few moons now and he would only need a few more moons of training. They strolled happily down to the river, Willowspring suggested going to the falls to make sure WindClan wasn't stealing prey. Then, once there she grabbed him by the scruff and hurtled him into the river! Willowshine raced downstream to fish out his lifeless body and with a grin on her face dragged him back to camp with the wonderful news of his terribly, accidental death. The RiverClan leader, who couldn't not give into a good sob story reappreticed the past warrior's apprentice to Willowspring.
Willowspring trained her new apprentice strictly, helping him to become a great warrior. In, what seemed like no time for Willowspring, but a lifetime for the apprentice, he became a warrior. She was now eligible for deputy. But, the current deputy was young and not going anywhere.Just one more obstacle she had to go over in her path of destruction... Tsk, tsk.
The warrior hatched a plan, though it took her a few moons to perfect and set it up, she would set up a fight with ThunderClan for sunning rock, it was now leaf-fall (late last leaf-fall) and she'd manipulate a ThunderClan cat to kill the deputy. After all, she had been making a few 'friends' in ThunderClan and they'd do a lot for her. She had saved their lives two times over. This was going to be too easy.
At the next Gathering, she rallied up her ThunderClan allies and told them how the RiverClan deputy was planning on taking sunning rocks. They believed her; It was too easy. But, there was just one problem; Flamefur. He had overhear her plan! She'd have to rid of him, and quickly.
Knowing that Flamefur of all cats would not go and worn the Clan leader right away. Willowspring quickly convinced both the leader and deputy that Sunning Rocks was rightfully their's! And that needed to fight for it back, as soon as possible. And guess what... ... They believed her too! Isn't life just wonderful when you're surrounded by gullible cats?! The leader informed the Clan, and Willowspring didn't see Flamefur tell a soul.
About a quarter moon after the Gathering, when the medicine cat had returned from their meeting at Moonstone, RiverClan attacked! Willowspring had plotted a plan to rid of Flamefur, and luckily his precious mate Silentbreeze was staying to guard the camp; It's all just too easy!
RiverClan made it across the chilly river (early Leaf-bare and the river wasn't frozen just yet!), right in time to meet a ThunderClan patrol, somehow expecting them. And a funny thing, too, all of her 'ThunderClan friends' were there. So simple!
In the heat of the battle, the deputy still had not been killed yet, and her 'friends' were all gone by now. She'd have to do it herself! Willowspring made was practically to the deputy when she was stopped by Flamefur, who had just sent a warrior fleeing into the forest. "You cannot get away with this! I'm going to reveal everything to _____star when we get back to camp!" he had hissed. "But, you'll never go back to camp, Flamefur." she had hissed only heartbeats before slaughtering him in cold blood. Just as Willowspring was going to do the same to the deputy, he sounded the retreat call. Perfect. This had brought a twist to the plot.
Swimming across the river with Flamefur's body helped Willowspring's innocence, and the deputy telling that a ThunderClan warrior had killed him also helped. The moment she saw Silentbreeze's heart broken face, she wanted to just roll over on the ground, laughing. But, that would show that she in fact killed her beloved mate. Which also worked to the she-cat's advantage, seeing that she hated Silentbreeze for her kindness and seemingly shyness. It made her cough up hair ball. Disgusting. But, never the less, she sat a vigil for the fallen warrior, right next to the sobbing Silentbreeze.
About two moons ago, Willowshine almost killed a young, and easily tricked apprentice. He had saw her telling Clan secrets to ShadowClan at the past Gathering. Naughty apprentice, only one way to deal with him now; Kill him. Just as she was about to kill the apprentice in some battle training because his mentor was injured, somehow. Only heart beats before the final blow, the bloody apprentice looked joyful. Maybe he had seen StarClan, she had guessed. But, following his eyes showed an angry patrol.
They took her back to camp, it was proved that she had killed her apprentice's original mentor, injured the apprentice's mentor, and almost killed the apprentice in 'battle training'. But, nothing about killing Flamefur, she was relieved. Silentbreeze would of tracked her down and murdered her. Was that what love meant? Killing for revenge? Maybe Silentbreeze was just one messed up cat.
Willowspring was banished from RiverClan, Brightstar gave her warriors permission to kill her and such. Willowspring ran to the Twoleg barn and changed her name to Cinder. The cinder after the fire that had burned so long. In almost no time, she explored Twoleg place and discovered 'the Dead Plains' she stayed with them for a while. Then went back to the barn after a while. Sometimes she'd venture into the forest, spy on RiverClan patrols, longing to call out to them. Go back to camp, and slaughter all of those horrible Clanmates. But, she knew that she couldn't kill that many warriors at one time. Maybe one of these day she'd go into the nursery and slaughter all those helpless kits and their weak mothers. Maybe even find Silentbreeze and kill her, too. She was never very strong and it won't take long to kill her. Maybe.
Cinder goes just about everywhere in the forest, most times undetected, others she escapes before they recognize her. The Siamese cat also goes to the Twoleg place and see what the Dead Plains are up to. IF they were attacking, she was all in!
Roleplay Sample: Cinder scented the air. ThunderClan was obvious, this was after all their territory, and she is only a cat to happily trespass. But, once over that stench, the tantalizing scent of prey made the rogue drool a little. The she-cat dropped to a hunter's crouch, something she had learned in the Dead Plains while spying on the other hopeless cats, the idiotic mouse never even looked her way. By the time she was a heartbeat away from catching it, only then had it taken any notice at all. But, before it's small mind could process what to do, Cinder had already caught it.
The warm, limp body dangled from her mouth for a moment before she devoured it. She had been with the Dead Plains for the last quarter moon, the food was never as... .... sweet there as it was in the forest. Probably the only reason she kept on traveling between the two. The Siamese cat swiftly finished off the mouse, happy to end another life completely. She swiped her rough tongue across her muzzle, savoring the tastes of mouse. Her ears pricked; A ThunderClan patrol was coming!
She would stay, but ThunderClan was too much of goody two paws to let an exiled cat get out... .... Alive. Her blue eyes searched for something, but the only choice they found was going into the familiar RiverClan territory. She knew she shouldn't of hunted in Sunning Rocks, that was one foolish decision she had made.
The she-cat pelted to the shore and leaped into the chilly water. She used her long legs to paddle herself through the current. Just like old times... In what seemed like almost a hundred seasons, Cinder was in good old, rotten RiverClan again. She shook the water from her pelt and dashed off to the WindClan border. Not daring to look back to see if ThunderClan had spotted her, or if a RiverClan patrol was headed her way.
((OOC: This was fun to write. I'll love playing and one day killing her! Maybe Silentbreeze will find out and take revenge! Oh, this truly will be fun. Very fun.))
Age: 36 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan:
Rank:
Description:A chocolate tipped Siamese cat with fierce, blue eyes. Her body is heavy set and muscular, making for a good warrior. Cinder's tail is short compared to her long legs. The she-cat's big paws contain, razor sharp claws that could easily kill a cat with the appropriate amount of force in the blow. The rogue's tail is short compared to her large body, probably from an old injury.
The majority of her body is marked with scars, even for a cat her age. One of the she-cat's ears are almost gone, left is only a quarter of the original ear. She has a long, deep, recent scar running down her face from her right eye to her neck.
Personality: Cinder is a cunning cat, although being brilliant that doesn't mean she has to use it for good. Oh no, she mainly uses her wits for selfless reasons. She's the kind of cat with absolutely no remorse, able to kill a cat with no doubts. Another wonderful quality Cinder obsesses is ambition, the ambition that drove her out of her forest home. The ambition that nearly killed her. Always wanting more, never quite pleased. Wanting the biggest mouse, to be deputy. She also rarely ever helps another cat, unless, of course, that certain cat could help her move up the ladder of success and benefit her in some given way or form. But, aside from that, she'd let a Clanmate drown.
Some other great qualities she has is her ability to hold a grudge. She'll never forget what you've done to her, from killing a best friend to taking the prey she had her eye on. Cinder will never let you live it down, because she's evil and that's how it's played! She is also mutative. She befriends you, making you think that you can trust her. She gets inside your head, finding weaknesses and strong points. Just when you need her most, though, she uses your weaknesses to her advantage often using this tactic at Gatherings. Even on some of her own Clanmates in the past few moons of living with RiverClan.
All in all, these evil traits make Cinder, Cinder! Isn't she just wonderful?
History: Born into RiverClan, Cinder's original name was Willowspring. Nothing really significant happened in her early life. From 'kit to 'paw to 'spring only the usually happened. Battle training, sibling dying, lots of hunting, seeing her mother murdered. All in a regular life, nothing really so special.
Once she got use to the average life of a warrior (less than a half moon into being a warrior) Willowspring wanted more. There was a hunger inside of her that was burning, like an empty, endless, black hole. It didn't take her long to find out what exactly the hunger was; Ambition. Once a new warrior was made, she moved up the ladder of success. The occasional new warrior wasn't enough for her, though. Not even a group of senior warriors retiring to help her move up the positions either. No, the black hole where her heart was suppose to be needed an endless amount more. The next step; Deputy. But, before that was possible, she needed an apprentice. And seeing that no kits would be apprenticed any time soon, she had to 'take over training' for another, the warrior would die with 'an accidental' plummet into the river. Yes, this would surely help.
One day, when Willowspring was in a 'good' mood, she went out hunting with a warrior who had been training his apprentice for a few moons now and he would only need a few more moons of training. They strolled happily down to the river, Willowspring suggested going to the falls to make sure WindClan wasn't stealing prey. Then, once there she grabbed him by the scruff and hurtled him into the river! Willowshine raced downstream to fish out his lifeless body and with a grin on her face dragged him back to camp with the wonderful news of his terribly, accidental death. The RiverClan leader, who couldn't not give into a good sob story reappreticed the past warrior's apprentice to Willowspring.
Willowspring trained her new apprentice strictly, helping him to become a great warrior. In, what seemed like no time for Willowspring, but a lifetime for the apprentice, he became a warrior. She was now eligible for deputy. But, the current deputy was young and not going anywhere.Just one more obstacle she had to go over in her path of destruction... Tsk, tsk.
The warrior hatched a plan, though it took her a few moons to perfect and set it up, she would set up a fight with ThunderClan for sunning rock, it was now leaf-fall (late last leaf-fall) and she'd manipulate a ThunderClan cat to kill the deputy. After all, she had been making a few 'friends' in ThunderClan and they'd do a lot for her. She had saved their lives two times over. This was going to be too easy.
At the next Gathering, she rallied up her ThunderClan allies and told them how the RiverClan deputy was planning on taking sunning rocks. They believed her; It was too easy. But, there was just one problem; Flamefur. He had overhear her plan! She'd have to rid of him, and quickly.
Knowing that Flamefur of all cats would not go and worn the Clan leader right away. Willowspring quickly convinced both the leader and deputy that Sunning Rocks was rightfully their's! And that needed to fight for it back, as soon as possible. And guess what... ... They believed her too! Isn't life just wonderful when you're surrounded by gullible cats?! The leader informed the Clan, and Willowspring didn't see Flamefur tell a soul.
About a quarter moon after the Gathering, when the medicine cat had returned from their meeting at Moonstone, RiverClan attacked! Willowspring had plotted a plan to rid of Flamefur, and luckily his precious mate Silentbreeze was staying to guard the camp; It's all just too easy!
RiverClan made it across the chilly river (early Leaf-bare and the river wasn't frozen just yet!), right in time to meet a ThunderClan patrol, somehow expecting them. And a funny thing, too, all of her 'ThunderClan friends' were there. So simple!
In the heat of the battle, the deputy still had not been killed yet, and her 'friends' were all gone by now. She'd have to do it herself! Willowspring made was practically to the deputy when she was stopped by Flamefur, who had just sent a warrior fleeing into the forest. "You cannot get away with this! I'm going to reveal everything to _____star when we get back to camp!" he had hissed. "But, you'll never go back to camp, Flamefur." she had hissed only heartbeats before slaughtering him in cold blood. Just as Willowspring was going to do the same to the deputy, he sounded the retreat call. Perfect. This had brought a twist to the plot.
Swimming across the river with Flamefur's body helped Willowspring's innocence, and the deputy telling that a ThunderClan warrior had killed him also helped. The moment she saw Silentbreeze's heart broken face, she wanted to just roll over on the ground, laughing. But, that would show that she in fact killed her beloved mate. Which also worked to the she-cat's advantage, seeing that she hated Silentbreeze for her kindness and seemingly shyness. It made her cough up hair ball. Disgusting. But, never the less, she sat a vigil for the fallen warrior, right next to the sobbing Silentbreeze.
About two moons ago, Willowshine almost killed a young, and easily tricked apprentice. He had saw her telling Clan secrets to ShadowClan at the past Gathering. Naughty apprentice, only one way to deal with him now; Kill him. Just as she was about to kill the apprentice in some battle training because his mentor was injured, somehow. Only heart beats before the final blow, the bloody apprentice looked joyful. Maybe he had seen StarClan, she had guessed. But, following his eyes showed an angry patrol.
They took her back to camp, it was proved that she had killed her apprentice's original mentor, injured the apprentice's mentor, and almost killed the apprentice in 'battle training'. But, nothing about killing Flamefur, she was relieved. Silentbreeze would of tracked her down and murdered her. Was that what love meant? Killing for revenge? Maybe Silentbreeze was just one messed up cat.
Willowspring was banished from RiverClan, Brightstar gave her warriors permission to kill her and such. Willowspring ran to the Twoleg barn and changed her name to Cinder. The cinder after the fire that had burned so long. In almost no time, she explored Twoleg place and discovered 'the Dead Plains' she stayed with them for a while. Then went back to the barn after a while. Sometimes she'd venture into the forest, spy on RiverClan patrols, longing to call out to them. Go back to camp, and slaughter all of those horrible Clanmates. But, she knew that she couldn't kill that many warriors at one time. Maybe one of these day she'd go into the nursery and slaughter all those helpless kits and their weak mothers. Maybe even find Silentbreeze and kill her, too. She was never very strong and it won't take long to kill her. Maybe.
Cinder goes just about everywhere in the forest, most times undetected, others she escapes before they recognize her. The Siamese cat also goes to the Twoleg place and see what the Dead Plains are up to. IF they were attacking, she was all in!
Roleplay Sample: Cinder scented the air. ThunderClan was obvious, this was after all their territory, and she is only a cat to happily trespass. But, once over that stench, the tantalizing scent of prey made the rogue drool a little. The she-cat dropped to a hunter's crouch, something she had learned in the Dead Plains while spying on the other hopeless cats, the idiotic mouse never even looked her way. By the time she was a heartbeat away from catching it, only then had it taken any notice at all. But, before it's small mind could process what to do, Cinder had already caught it.
The warm, limp body dangled from her mouth for a moment before she devoured it. She had been with the Dead Plains for the last quarter moon, the food was never as... .... sweet there as it was in the forest. Probably the only reason she kept on traveling between the two. The Siamese cat swiftly finished off the mouse, happy to end another life completely. She swiped her rough tongue across her muzzle, savoring the tastes of mouse. Her ears pricked; A ThunderClan patrol was coming!
She would stay, but ThunderClan was too much of goody two paws to let an exiled cat get out... .... Alive. Her blue eyes searched for something, but the only choice they found was going into the familiar RiverClan territory. She knew she shouldn't of hunted in Sunning Rocks, that was one foolish decision she had made.
The she-cat pelted to the shore and leaped into the chilly water. She used her long legs to paddle herself through the current. Just like old times... In what seemed like almost a hundred seasons, Cinder was in good old, rotten RiverClan again. She shook the water from her pelt and dashed off to the WindClan border. Not daring to look back to see if ThunderClan had spotted her, or if a RiverClan patrol was headed her way.
((OOC: This was fun to write. I'll love playing and one day killing her! Maybe Silentbreeze will find out and take revenge! Oh, this truly will be fun. Very fun.))
Uh, yeah, sure. Nice of you to share it with us. 