Redfawn~Riverclan

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Name: Redfawn
Age: 18 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: RiverClan
Desired Rank: Warrior
Description (long):

Redfawn is a small she-cat. She has a long, russet pelt. She has a small frame. She is unusually thin. Her eyes are a pale green. Her pelt is flecked with white. Her tail tip is white

Description (short):

Redfawn is a small, thin, russet she-cat with long fur. Her eyes are a pale green.

Personality:

Redfawn is a quiet she-cat. She is shy. She is silent most of the time. She likes to be alone. She feels like no one cares about her. She is very fierce in battle and she isn't afraid to fight.

History:

Redfawn has had a traumatizing past. Her mother abandoned her and her sister in the forest three day after they had opened their eyes. Her mother didn't want them to follow her, so she broke their front right paw, leaving them defenseless. Their father, Shortflight, found them half dead and starving. He took them to a kind she-cat in Riverclan who had recently lost her kits to a fox. She cared for them and nursed them back to health. She soon died of greencough. Redfawn's sister was killed in a battle with Shadowclan shortly after their apprentice ceremony. Her father died in the jaws of a dog a few days after she became a warrior.

RP Example:

Redfawn slid into a holly bush, following a Shadowclan warrior. She flicked her tail in annoyance. A gray tabby crept in next to her. She tensed nervously, then relaxed. She flicked her ears, then sprang out, yowling in anger. The gray tom followed suite soon after. The Shadowclan tom looked wary, yet not alarmed. Redfawn growled, showing her claws. Before she could do anything, four more Shadowclan warriors stepped out of the shadows. "Well, what do we have here?" hissed the lead cat, a large ginger tom. He ran his tail along Redfawn's jaw. He turned suddenly on her companion, screeching. With one swift motion, he slit his throat, killing him instantly. The russet she-cat stared at Jayclaw, lying lifeless a few mouse lengths from her paws. A second tom ran forward and pinned her to the ground. "You didn't see anything!" he hissed into her ear. She gulped in response. "Bring her!" the ginger tom growled. "Why?" a small tortiseshell tom hissed, "she's nothing to Shadowclan except a worthless she-cat." The ginger tom leaped at him, knocking him to the ground. "We need her," he growled, "because Shadowclan can bargan her life for a few things that we despretly need!" Redfawn felt terror wash over her, threatening to drag her into a panic. Instead, she turned tail and swiftly fled, tears streaming down her cheeks. She could hear the yowls of angry cats and their heavy paw steps closing in as she began to faulter. She saw a flash of white in the corner of her eye. "Whiteflash!" she yowled, still running, "go back to camp and get help!" The white she-cat nodded and bounded away. Redfawn stumbled over a root, sending her sparling. She shrieked in pain as she landed on her leg wrong. She could hear the Shadowclan patrol growing closer with every heartbeat. She tried to stand but couldn't. She felt strong teeth grip her scruff and haul her to her feet. She spun around, not letting her leg brush the ground. She was staring into the ginger toms face. "Come on!" he hissed. "No!" she growled back, her pale green eyes flashing. The tom flicked her tail and a gray tom grabbed her scruff and began dragging her roughly. "Put me down!" she shrieked.