Post by Vipernose on Feb 25, 2018 15:30:37 GMT -5
Name | Vipernose Viperpaw Viperkit
Rank | DeputyWarrior Queen Warrior Apprentice Kit
Gender | She-cat
Age | 35 moons
Personality | Strong, Loyal, Caring, Willing to help, Quiet, Mood depends on what has happened recently or the weather, Talks back and gets angry when she doesn't get her way, Sassy, Will stick up for herself and family
History | (from Viper's POV)
My mother was Scorchingscreech. She was murdered in front of my eyes when I was just an apprentice. I had a sister, too, but she died when she was born. My father is a loner or rogue or kittypet, I don't know which. I don't know who my father was, but he wasn't a clan cat. The cat that murdered my mother is still unknown to this day, just like my father.
I've had many terrible experiences with StarClan. And I like to think that my first confrontation with the bad side of my ancestors was the moment I was born. My sister dying was the next meeting. After that, there was peace and I thought my time with darkness was concluded, but, damn, was I wrong. My mother died soon after the game of hide-and-seek we played in the snow, when I got stuck in a hole. Good times those were, yes, but losing the only thing that kept me company for almost twelve moons was devastating. I said nothing to the other apprentices for the rest of my training, and just by that I was put off to the side of the clan. I was ignored and treated like I wasn't there, as if they could all see right through me. My warrior ceremony wasn't big, most were wondering who the cat was that was receiving their warrior name. I hadn't always been a sassy, bossy, argumentative molly, but being treated like this gave me no choice. I was forced to learn how to fend for myself at a young age, and that's just what I did. I got into many fights at the beginning of my time as a warrior, and those quarrels got no better.
I had one memorable argument with Reedbones in the warriors' den one night... Just over how one of us couldn't sleep because the other couldn't shut their damn face, oh I can't even remember. Another time I got into a fight with Dogblood. I don't even know if it was a fight... Who the hell knows? Anyway, a little while later, I met Ravenfoot. He came to me in the Warriors' Den one night and offered to share a raven with me. We talked about some things and in our time together that night, he put a feather from the bird in the fur behind me ear. I love that feather. Anyway, after I met him, I got my apprentice, Olivepaw. We were out in the forest when... an incident... happened. Ravenfoot had wandered into the forest by himself and was caught by a fox. He had been injured badly and I still dread that day. I had kits soon after, three beautiful and lovely daughters. Their names were Sootpaw, Scoriakit, and Juniperkit. A few moons after their birth, I attended the gathering that the tornado took place in. I was one of the few lucky enough to live, even though I was begging (and I did actually yell at them) my ancestors to end my suffering. But I was granted exactly the opposite. My mother and sister visited me in a dream and motivated me to go back to camp. When I got there, I had to find out the sad truth - Scoriakit had died... Or as Sootkit said, "Sissy's sleepin'". Sootpaw was beat up herself. Her leg was ruined and she couldn't walk. My leg was also out of shape, but Ravenfoot's appearance hurt me the most... His eye was missing, blood was coming from so many wounds all over him, it was heartbreaking. After the tornado, things turned for the worse, as expected. I stopped taking care of myself after Juniperkit ran away in fear, and I came down with a cold. It wasn't until Ravenfoot saved me from my sinking ship that it all got better. And now here I am, alive and well in ShadowClan, with my mate and two kits, the third little girl still living in my heart.
Sta.sh | sta.sh/21w1lpbgch0w
Reference | sta.sh/0vkfnkd5xp0
Theme Song | www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLR3Gqz5PEs
Rank | Deputy
Gender | She-cat
Age | 35 moons
Personality | Strong, Loyal, Caring, Willing to help, Quiet, Mood depends on what has happened recently or the weather, Talks back and gets angry when she doesn't get her way, Sassy, Will stick up for herself and family
History | (from Viper's POV)
My mother was Scorchingscreech. She was murdered in front of my eyes when I was just an apprentice. I had a sister, too, but she died when she was born. My father is a loner or rogue or kittypet, I don't know which. I don't know who my father was, but he wasn't a clan cat. The cat that murdered my mother is still unknown to this day, just like my father.
I've had many terrible experiences with StarClan. And I like to think that my first confrontation with the bad side of my ancestors was the moment I was born. My sister dying was the next meeting. After that, there was peace and I thought my time with darkness was concluded, but, damn, was I wrong. My mother died soon after the game of hide-and-seek we played in the snow, when I got stuck in a hole. Good times those were, yes, but losing the only thing that kept me company for almost twelve moons was devastating. I said nothing to the other apprentices for the rest of my training, and just by that I was put off to the side of the clan. I was ignored and treated like I wasn't there, as if they could all see right through me. My warrior ceremony wasn't big, most were wondering who the cat was that was receiving their warrior name. I hadn't always been a sassy, bossy, argumentative molly, but being treated like this gave me no choice. I was forced to learn how to fend for myself at a young age, and that's just what I did. I got into many fights at the beginning of my time as a warrior, and those quarrels got no better.
I had one memorable argument with Reedbones in the warriors' den one night... Just over how one of us couldn't sleep because the other couldn't shut their damn face, oh I can't even remember. Another time I got into a fight with Dogblood. I don't even know if it was a fight... Who the hell knows? Anyway, a little while later, I met Ravenfoot. He came to me in the Warriors' Den one night and offered to share a raven with me. We talked about some things and in our time together that night, he put a feather from the bird in the fur behind me ear. I love that feather. Anyway, after I met him, I got my apprentice, Olivepaw. We were out in the forest when... an incident... happened. Ravenfoot had wandered into the forest by himself and was caught by a fox. He had been injured badly and I still dread that day. I had kits soon after, three beautiful and lovely daughters. Their names were Sootpaw, Scoriakit, and Juniperkit. A few moons after their birth, I attended the gathering that the tornado took place in. I was one of the few lucky enough to live, even though I was begging (and I did actually yell at them) my ancestors to end my suffering. But I was granted exactly the opposite. My mother and sister visited me in a dream and motivated me to go back to camp. When I got there, I had to find out the sad truth - Scoriakit had died... Or as Sootkit said, "Sissy's sleepin'". Sootpaw was beat up herself. Her leg was ruined and she couldn't walk. My leg was also out of shape, but Ravenfoot's appearance hurt me the most... His eye was missing, blood was coming from so many wounds all over him, it was heartbreaking. After the tornado, things turned for the worse, as expected. I stopped taking care of myself after Juniperkit ran away in fear, and I came down with a cold. It wasn't until Ravenfoot saved me from my sinking ship that it all got better. And now here I am, alive and well in ShadowClan, with my mate and two kits, the third little girl still living in my heart.
Sta.sh | sta.sh/21w1lpbgch0w
Reference | sta.sh/0vkfnkd5xp0
Theme Song | www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLR3Gqz5PEs