ROBINFEATHER- FrostClan {done}

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[atrb=width,600,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][bg=200815] Why do you shun me for who I am? FOR I AM Robinfeather of the great FrostClan Age 30 Gender Female Rank Warrior How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown? WHEN MY PELT IS calico and my eyes are amber-green Scars None, yet Appearance Robinfeather is impeccably gorgeous, to say the least. She has a a sleek form and calico fur, with dark brown and red as her colors (hence the pre-fix Robin). Her colors are rather unusual, and they stick out against white very often. Her red patches are really orange, as one would see when they near closer. They play the illusion of red, but are truly oranges and browns placed together. The darker patches, too, seem black, but they're just a solid (or tabby) brown. Her chest is white-cream colored, there is no illusion there, and she seems a bit larger than she really is to the the fluff of her fur. Robinfeather's eyes are similar to her pelt in that they look sort of amber. But if one were to gaze deeply into them, they'd see a variety of darker greens placed with many lighter greens to create the effect of amber. Her eyes are connected to her soul, though they're suspiciously shady and hiding of what lurks inside her. This can be unnerving, but it's usually simple and sometimes comforting, depending on the gazer. This she-cat is of average size and weight. Though she may not be the slenderest cat in the forest, the complexion of her eyes and fur makes her rather ravishing and easy to look at. Robinfeather is very smooth and graceful, too, though she sometimes pretends to be a klutz for her little games. Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M clever AND hard-working Personality Robinfeather is a curious cat, but it hasn't killed her (yet). She is very in to everything, and she eavesdrops often on conversations. Her graceful movements help her stay quiet while sneaking up on others. She also has very sharp hearing, and her eye sight isn't bad either. Though her eavesdropping is a little sketchy, Robinfeather is typically compassionate to others. She takes "no nonsense from nobody", so to speak, and she's rather sharp when speaking to a trespasser. Her clever mind is a useful tool that she takes advantage of, and she usually always comes out on top in an argument. As far as battle fighting goes, she's pretty good, though she's stronger with her words. Robinfeather doesn't have many friends, since she usually keeps her distance, but she's kind to those she meets. Toms usually keep their eyes on her, and she's very easy to fall in love with. Preferences

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[li]Sneaking around
[/li][li]Being a part of something bigger
[/li][li]Climbing

Dislikes:
[/li][li]Swimming
[/li][li]Annoying kits
[/li][li]Helpless cats
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Secret Ambitions There are many things going on in the back of her mind, but she keeps them a secret, so we'll just keep those quiet for now.
Strengths/Weaknesses Strengths are staying quiet, keeping on top of things, being one step ahead than everyone else. Weaknesses are physical fighting and irritable kits.

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How am I punished for what my kin has done?

EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE Jay AND Ember

Family
Mother- Jay
Father- Ember
Event that Lead to being a Warrior Successfully passing the apprentice test (her final test was killing a bird, which she had trouble with, but it earned her the name Robinfeather).

History Robinfeather was born a loner, as you may have assumed with her parents' names. Her father was a kittypet and her mother was a loner, and Robinfeather was the only kit in their litter that surrvived. Her parents' relationship was complicated, but her mother ended up moving in with her father in the twolegs' house.

Frankly, Robinfeather hated it there in the twoleg den. It was far too crowded for her, not like the open sky always above her that she was used to. Her mother, Jay, was also freaking out in the closed space, even though Ember assured them both that it'd be all right, that they'd get used to it.

They didn't.

It was a normal day, a sunny day. Robinfeather was staring out at the world through the twoleg window when she heard a clatter and a scream. She turned abruptly to find the twoleg kit in the house bleeding from a wound. A scratch wound. Jay had scratched the kit in her maddness, and though the child didn't die, Jay did. The twolegs were so furious that they kicked Ember and Robin out as well. Robin was relieved, glad to be out again, while Ember, this time, went mad. He soon commited suicide out of rage and pain he had from losing his mate and his family, and Robin was, for the first time in her life, completely alone.

She stumbled upon the clans one day, following a feather (which also helped her to get the feather in her name) that blew aimlessly in the breeze. They accepted her and made her into a warrior, and she's lived the clan life ever since.

Sample RP (this is from a different warriors site I'm a part of):

Tabby paws padded the undergrowth as the half-breed she-cat trotted along. She stumbled and leaped, her paws not used to such a long way from the nursery. But she was excited, and on her first adventure- nothing could stop her now.

Freekit continued on, bounding through the tall grass and to a small stream that represented the border between the two clans. She smiled, looking around at the marvelous atmosphere that surrounded her, and felt such incredible awareness of the world that it made her giggle. Freekit rarely giggled like an idiot, but she had such and urge to do so now. So she let out her high-pitched laughter before leaping and pouncing into the mud, pretending to be catching a mouse or a vole.

The she-kit let out a gasp as a rock that had been solid under her foot slid away from her. She found herself tumbling down a little hill and falling face-first into a horrid pile of mud. But she didn't care, for she enjoyed painting herself brown. She rolled and danced and bathed in it, wishing her friends were here to enjoy it with her.

Rustling from the other side of the border made Freekit jump. She had thought no one was around! How could someone sneak up on her like that? The siamese tabby kit jumped up as fast as she could and hid in a nearby bush, cursing the paw prints her delicate pads made on the rocks nearby.

You call me by the name I’ve lied
I meet in secret with those who’ve died
Though life is not' but treachery
This life is all the life in me

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