Name: Runningfire
Do you honor? Yes
Age: 21 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: Runningfire is a lovely white cat. She has short, but soft, luscious fur. Her claws are very long and sharp. She ha a flame colored tail with fiery ears. This fiery she-cat has eyes so blue hey are like little lakes waiting to be swam through. Her fur is sleek and looks like fresh fallen snow, while her tail and other part look like fires from StarClan. Her most distinctive feature is in fact her tail. The texture of a squirrel’s tail, and the color of fire that rusted, it is a rare and lovely site. Although a tough fighter, she is a devastatingly beautiful cat. Her beauty lie not only on her fur, but also within her heart…
RP Example: The forest gleamed of silver and smelt of lilac.
Ahh… another day of beauty, another day of StarClan’s happiness, thought Runningfire. The deputy of ThunderClan had made the sleek she-cat leader of dawn patrol. She brought along a warrior and an apprentice. They began out by the Sandy Hollow and worked their way to the Great Sycamore. Runningfire loved dawn patrol. It made her feel important, as though she was protecting the sleeping kits. Runningfire loved kits and would love to have some of her own, but she loved being a warrior. It was her life.
She began walking up and down the side of Thunderpath. It was a bad habit she had, but it was how she paid her respects to the many cats that died on Thunderpath. Quickly, she dropped into a crouch. She stalked around a bush a pounced onto an intruder.
RiverClan!, thought the sleek she-cat. But why would a RiverClan cat invade ThunderClan? And alone? She decided to handle this in her own way. She let him go. Once the cat’s paw steps trailed away into the horizon, Runningfire darted after him. Silently, she followed him into WindClan territory. Soon, she presumed that the cat had smelt the same mouse as herself because he dropped into a crouch. Right when he was in the air she called to him, “Don’t you dare! You know for a fact you are n WindClan territory! You’ll be lucky if I don’t go find WindClan patrol and lead them here!” The cat ran off in shame, leaving the mouse alive and running through a field of barley.
Runningfire was, is, and always will be a joyful cat, or at least, that is what she felt. The snow-white cat would be a sleek hunter, a silent stalker, a star in battle, but an amused cat when in peace. But although her personality is sweet, she was always ready to remind warriors of any clan of the Warrior Code. Runningfire thought of all this when returning to camp after dawn patrol. She quickly told her leader of the invader, but as always the leader responded coolly.
The new-leaf air made Runningfire want to flip for joy. She had brought home plenty of prey, chased out an invader, and helped WindClan all in one day. She loved her wonderful daily life, but dreamed of more, of adventure…
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Warrior
Breed: Turkish Van
Personality: Runningfire experienced many rough times in her life, but no matter how bad things got, she was always positive. She is a loyal and trustworthy cat. But when her determination comes out, she is nothing but a sleek, white shadow stalking the forest of what she wants. Her heart lies in her Clan, but also in StarClan. She relies on them so much, while relying so little on herself. But that is how she feels only. Underneath the positive and joyful covering, lives a self-conscious cat. Other cats notice this and disagree with her. The fiery she-cat does almost everything for her self. But she still worries at times that StarClan is unhappy with her. Luckily for Runningfire, these feelings are only released on horrid, rainy, foggy days. On average, she wishes for a mission from her leader that will send her to a far-away place so that she may fight among heroic cats and feast upon the best, but still earn it completely.
History: Kit-hood:
Runningkit would run through the nursery, always looking for something adventurous to do. That is how she received her name. From when the average kit was barely old enough to walk, she would zip around. She lived joyous life until her best friend, and sister died. Her name was Starkit. Everyone thought this was a weird title and she could never become a leader, for she would be Starstar. But because of this weird name, Runningkit knew her sister beheld a great destiny. When she passed on, Runningkit realized her destiny was in StarClan, to be a judge, and to watch her grow.
Apprentice-hood:
As an apprentice, Runningpaw was always looking to help the leader. She would happily fetch her food from the Fresh-Kill pile, moss when it was hot out, or run errands, anything the leader wished. Runningpaw’s mentor was a horrid, cruel cat who was later banished from the Clan. To replace him, the leader, Singlestar, took over the she-cat’s training.
Considering how much time Runningpaw had already spent with her beloved leader, she was always bubbling in the morning waiting for training. Although Singlestar was a senior warrior, and Runningpaw was only an apprentice, they were best friends. Sometimes, before discussing ideas with her deputy, Runningpaw was the first to hear them. The father of the deputy was the mentor of Runningpaw who had been banished. He had found out about Runningpaw knowing more than his son, the deputy. This angered him. He and few other cats knew Singlestar was on her last life. When the time was right, he led a raid. She was dead.
Warrior-hood so far:
Having lost everyone important to her, Runningfire felt she was alone in a fearsome world. Through the moons of her life, her sister, mother, father, and leader had been killed in cold blood. Except her sister, actually, to whom died of Green-cough. Since the same rouge killed 3 of the most important cats to her, she searched for him. When done hunting or patrolling, the sleek flame of a cat would stalk the forests, searching for the rouge. One day she found him, but he refused to give her the satisfaction of Runningfire killing him. He killed himself. Runningfire went on through life knowing she never defeated the rouge… but despite that she has always been an adventure seeking, good-natured, happy-go-lucky cat.
Codewords: Moonpool; "What StarClan?"
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