Post by silverfang218 on Oct 27, 2017 2:44:38 GMT
Name: Emberfoot
Gender: Female
Age: 37 Moons
Clan: IvyClan
Rank: Warrior
Sexuality: Straight
Quote: “If I can dream it, I can do it.”
Appearance: She’s a tortoiseshell with a split between blonde and black going right down the middle of her face. The orange on her fur is light, more blonde than orange. Her eyes are huge, taking up a large amount of her face; they are deep blue pools that seem to lead all the way to her soul.
Personality: She’s always been a bit naive and definitely a dreamer. During her youth, she’d fantasized about having a mate, particularly and kits and serving her clan as the best warrior. Some of that hasn’t changed; she pushes forward, hoping for the best possible future for her and her kits. After Nightface’s abandonment, though, she’d come to hate the idea of romance, even though it drove much of her being when she was a young warrior, and even more recently she’s become touchy. Her dreams and fantasies mean all that much more to her now, because when she pictures special moments in her kits’ lives, like them getting their warrior names, in her mind, Foxpaw will be there too. She’s become even more prone to spacing out yet she still tries to be the best warrior that she can possibly be. If she is a good warrior who protects her clan, then maybe no one else has to experience the pain of losing mates or kits.
Strengths:
She’s an excellent hunter and decent at fishing.
Weaknesses:
She can be a bit naive, but ever since Nightface left her, Emberfoot has vowed to never let herself love again. She keeps walls around herself now so the only cats she really feels like she has a connection to (and will never leave her) are her kits.
History: She had lived a pretty normal life until she hooked up with Nightface. Nightface was only 4 moons older than she was, so he was just old enough that he seemed unapproachable, yet almost in reach; while she was an apprentice, she fell head over.. Paws I guess. Ember had always thought he was beautifully handsome, and when she became a warrior, she finally had a chance to get to know him. She realized he wasn’t loyal to any other she-cat but for some reason she knew she could be the one to settle him down. When they had kits, Emberfoot thought she had finally found the perfect mate, the perfect life, but it wasn’t to be. When Nightface left, she became bitter at the thought of romance, vowing to never have another mate. While she’ll always love her dearest kits, Nightface’s very name angered her. Yet, for some reason, she knew he’ll always hold a special place in her heart. Now, Nightface has returned, right around the death of Foxpaw, and all the feelings she had suppressed from his abandonment have been ripped open. She loves him still, yet she can’t help but be furious at him.
