Palebreak; Thunderclan

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Name: Palebreak
Age: 16 moons
Gender: she-cat
Allegiance: ThunderClan
Rank: warrior
Appearance:

-Build-
Palebreak is neither small, nor large. She has perfect stamina for running swiftly and agilely, giving her an advantage of hunting and fighting. But she also has great strength, making her blows during battles, fights, and even wars, very fearful indeed. She usually doesn't partake in the battles unless her Clan really does need her assistance, and she doesn't mind her Clan needing her. She likes knowing that she's still needed in the Clan. Her legs are long, like a tarantula's spidery legs, giving her incredible height. She's very thin, though, and at almost every gathering, she wonders if the other Clans thinks she's ill or dying. But she knows the truth, and she just purrs in amusement every time one of them asks her if she's going to die soon.

-Pelt-
Her pelt is a very pale, almost sandy, orange color, with a red-brown outline that makes her almost glow in the sunlight and moonlight. Though her entire body doesn't glow completely, the outline of her figure does, and that's probably what gives her such an awe-inspiring look. She figures that everyone around her thinks they are better than her, but she doesn't mind it. She loves herself, and if she was given the option to change anything about herself, she wouldn't change a bit! Her pelt has a very light, feathery texture to it, making it look as if it belongs to a Clan that lives on the wind or in the sky. She was very lucky to have such a unique texture to her pelt, and she's very glad that her mother is her biological mother, and not some she-cat that was given a difficult task of raising her. She also is glad that her father is her biological father, and not some odd tom that was actually an apprentice when he was given Palebreak as a kit.

-Eyes-
She has gorgeous, sparkling blue eyes. What is most stunning about her eyes, is that they aren't one main color. For instance, one cat may just have brown eyes, but another could have one brown eye and one green eye. But she has multiple colors in her eyes, not just two. In the middle of her eye, around the coal black pupil, is a pale yellow ring, very small, and almost transparent. Around this ring is a thin purple ring, mixing into the transparent yellow. Then, there is dark blue that mixes with light blue and a lilac purple around the rim of her eyes. All of these colors mix together, and in all, her eyes look like portals to outer space. Very unusual, but also, very beautiful.

Quick Appearance: Sandy, orange colored pelt; she-cat; Blue eyes
Personality:

-Respectful-
Palebreak is a very respectful she-cat. She will not go against anything (unless it's to help her Clan), and even though many cats in her Clan and others are downsizing her and telling her that she won't make it through anything, she'll give them nice compliments and not say anything rude. Of course she's sweet and caring towards her leader, deputy, medicine cat, and medicine cat apprentice, but they aren't the only Clanmates that she cares for. She feels as if she's a mother to all of them, even though she knows that she is too young to be a mother of an entire Clan. She will not disappoint her Clanmates, no matter what anyone says.

-Loving-
The pale ginger cat is very motherly towards all. No matter if they're in a different Clan or not, she'll do the best she can to be understanding and supportive of her Clanmates decisions. Even though she is very friendly towards outsiders, she still has a growl in her throat if they dare lay a claw on her Clan. Her family means the world to her, and she's very young to have such a motherly responsibility. Unlike a she-cat, she will unsheathe her claws in battle at any time (against her Clanmate or not). Though she doesn't like bloodshed or the sight of one of her Clanmate's getting wounded or ill, she doesn't hesitate to do what's right. If there is a spoiled little brat in the Clan, she'll easily make them shape up around her presence.

-Responsible-
Unlike the usual kit or apprentice, or even young warrior for that matter, she'll give in to the truth. If she does something that she knows is wrong, she'll just look down at her paws as if they're suddenly very interesting, and her ears will flatten against her head as if she doesn't have ears at all. Even though she gets embarrassed and humiliated, it's not as bad as being irresponsible to her Clanmates and denying the truth that she might have caused that situation.

-Stubborn-
It's very humorous, Palebreak's stubborn acts. When a Clanmate (usually a very tricky apprentice trying to cheat his or her way out of doing daily tasks and chores) is being irresponsible, she's immediately there. She scolds them gently, licking their hide softly before returning back to her own duties. She'll watch them from the corner of her eye, making sure that they understood her warnings and that they won't do it again. If they succeed, and they go right to their tasks, she'll purr with pride and later join that cat with the evening meal and praise them with how well they did. If they do not succeed, she'll sigh in disappointment, and not look at that cat for quite awhile.

-Talented-
Palebreak uses her unique skills and abilities as an advantage over Clanmates and stubborn intruders/trespassers. She almost always know how to persuade them into speaking the truth, even though it might take quite awhile until they finally crack like a snow ball against a hard surface. Her techniques are very special and secret. If anyone asked her what she used as a persuading technique, she'd simply purr and nod as if she was agreeing to something and get up, padding away gracefully and swiftly before the cat can ask any more questions.

-Annoying-
Even though this personality trait is significant and occurring only at times of great anger, it is still included inside of her body, and that doesn't exclude it from her moods. She usually gets annoyed at cats who misbehave or don't answer her with a reasonable answer. Even though she knows that sometimes no one can give a reasonable answer all the time, she reassures herself that they will have a reason for their hurried replies. She is usually a very patient and kind she-cat, curling her sleek and fluffy pale orange tail around her white paws and looking down at the cat with a warm expression in her eyes, her annoyed attitude can be awoken any moment at any time. So be careful what you say, or you may just be staring at your own paws in apology.

-Friendly-
Where ever she goes, she's always finding some way to make friends with strangers. She's very social, whether it's with strangers or those she already knows. She likes to make new friends, but she doesn't like to make new enemies. She doesn't like to have an arch nemesis, but she can't control the world. She can only control herself, and her life. She doesn't have many friends at the moment, since her mother and father died tragically the night before her warrior ceremony. Though it makes her feel bad, and makes her think that her parents deaths' may have pushed away those close to her, she hopes that it's only a stage, and that it'll pass sooner or later.

History:

Well, we might as well start at the beginning, shall we? A long time ago, longer than when Palebreak was born, there was a very cold leafbare around the lake. Everyone was freezing, and many cats were dying of unusual illnesses. There was a pale Russian blue she-cat with 'outer space' eyes. It was a full moon, and during the middle of the night, all of the Clans were at a gathering. And that was where the she-cat (Sweetcase) and a sandy, pale ginger tom with amber-yellow eyes (Aldermaze) met.
Moons later, Sweetcase had joined Aldermaze's Clan, and had become his mate. But that wasn't all the news that was going on between the two: She was expecting his kits, and currently staying in the nursery, her stomach swollen with unborn and still growing kits. Aldermaze was very proud of himself, and his mate, and he couldn't believe that he was going to be a father very soon. Very soon.

-Kittenhood-
Palekit was born under the shade of the Evergreen tree outside of the Clan's camp. Her sisters and brothers had not survived the birthing process, and after a short while of surviving, they stopped breathing, and went cold and lifeless. Sweetcase was very upset about this, and attempted to commit suicide, but Aldermaze had persuaded her not to kill herself, for the sake of Palekit. "What do you think will happen if Palekit doesn't have a mother and she's alone out there in the world, when I'm not with her, either, anymore?" Aldermaze had asked Sweetcase, and Sweetcase had immediately backed off from the edge of the waterfall cliffs. And Sweetcase was glad she hadn't died then, for she was soon to be very proud of her daughter.

-Apprenticehood-
When Palekit became an apprentice and received her apprentice name, Palepaw, and her mentor, Sweetcase was very proud indeed. Unfortunately, Sweetcase didn't get to exist long enough to see Palepaw become a warrior in the Clan. Sweetcase was murdered by a pack of foxes, and now she watches Palebreak from the stars of their warrior ancestors high above. Palepaw was very grief-stricken about this accident, and she went into a great many moons of grieving and depression. She wouldn't come out of the apprentices den to train, and her training sessions began to lack. It was as if she began to forget about everything she had learned while her mother was still alive, and she wasn't eating anymore. After a while, her mentor had told her that if Sweetcase was still alive and healthy, she would be very disappointed in her daughter for not keeping up with her training sessions. Of course, Palepaw knew that she was right, and began to feed herself again and going out on patrols. And that was the day she received her warrior name.

-Warriorhood-
As Palebreak sat at the camp entrance, her outer space blue eyes narrowed as she scanned the dark trees of the green forest, her gaze flicked to the Evergreen tree which her mother had given birth to her. She smiled in memory, but sighed sadly. She wouldn't see her mother again for quite awhile, until her own existence faded into nothing but memory. After her silent vigil and watch over the Clan, she went and ate and slept until she was fully regenerated and energized. She went on patrol after patrol, never once admitting to her Clanmates dares and tricks. She always looks to the stars and thinks that her mother is watching her, including her father.

Roleplay Example:

Palebreak padded out of the warriors den and yawned, stretching as her feathery textured fur waved through the gentle warm breeze. It had become Greenleaf, and she was delighted to say that she was relieved. She loved the warmth and, even though the snow was exhilarating at the first few moons of Leafbare, she began getting sick of it, and longed for warmth and the bright rays of Greenleaf sun.
She padded over to the freshkill pile and picked out her favorite freshkill -- Starling. It seemed that she didn't try anything knew, but in fact, she longed to see what it would be like outside of the Clans boundaries, deep in the wilderness. Though she knew that would be unlikely to go on such a large and long journey, she knew that if someone offered for her to accompany them on a journey to the wilderness like that, she would easily accept and leave immediately.
As she lay down in a very small patch of sunlight underneath the Evergreen tree which her mother gave birth to her and ate her plump Starling, she looked around the silent camp and wondered what she should do for today's tasks. She had already re-patched all of the dens, so they were sturdy for the rains of Greenleaf, and she kept up with all of the patrols, the thought of an apprentice crept into her mind. Would she receive an apprentice in her lifetime? she asked herself, absent-mindfully tilting her head to the side as she thought.
She shook her head in reply to her questions. No, it will not happen. Not for a while, until I become a senior warrior, at least, she thought to herself silently. She exasperated loudly and stood up, abandoning the half-eaten piece of prey and padding out of the camp, finally deciding on going on a lone border patrol. She knew she could take on any stubborn or cunning cat that dare trespass on her territory. Well, it wasn't really her territory, but it was the Clan's, and she was going to protect it like it was her own.

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