Strickensoul

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STRICKENSOUL!

Name:

Strickensoul

Gender:

She-cat

Current Age:

18 Moons

Personality:

Strickensoul has always been the quiet type, but before it was just a personality trait - she was very family oriented and, for the most part, kept to herself when she wasn't with her kin. Now that she only has Raccoonwhisker and is living in a strange clan, she just doesn't really want anything to do with her clanmates. She is often passive aggressive to those around her and tries to avoid clan duty such as group patrols, and she has become more reckless with what she says and who she says it to (though that isn't saying much, since she was originally very polite, or at least kept thoughts to herself.) It is hard to get to know the she-cat well because she doesn't allow herself to get close to anyone - not because of trust issues, but because nearly everyone she loved was cruelly taken away from her. She had a good sense of humor before, but now it's rare to glimpse a smile from the diluted calico - but not impossible. Overall she just tries to keep her head low and go along with life with as little interruption as possible.

Clan:

RiverClan

Rank:

Warrior

Eyes:

Honey-golden

Pelt:

Strickensoul's pelt isn't that out of the ordinary or even very pretty, but it isn't hard to tell who she is with just a quick glance. A sooty black is the most dominant color in her soft, thick fur - it covers about 70% of her body, swirling and blending with a light chestnut color. A snow white blotch stretches across the upper part of her chest and runs up to her chin, in the shape of a disfigured cross. All of her paws, along with the tip of her tail, are also white. Her right ear is light brown with white speckles and looks slightly torn, but she was just born that way. As for her build, the diluted calico is large and muscled, ironcally having a potential to be an excellent figher - she isn't that fast, but very powerfull, with sharp fangs and semi-curved claws.

Clan Page Description;

Strickensoule; Large diluted calico she-cat with honey-golden eyes.

Scars:

None

|| History ||

Kin;

Crossedpath [Mother/Deceased] Quickstep [Father/Deceased] Hibiscuskit [Sister/Deceased] Halcyonpaw [Brother/Deceased] Poinsettiapaw [Sister/Deceased] Raccoonwhisker [Sister] Iciclesong [Aunt/Deceased?] Moonless [Uncle/Loner/Deceased?] Blacky [Uncle/Loner/Deceased?]

Kit;

Strickensoul's mother, a WiltingClan warrior named Crossedpath, died after giving birth to her and her siblings. With some help from the other queens in the nursery, the litter was raised by Quickestep, their father. He had been emotionally devastated by the death of his mate but pulled himself together enough to be an excellent father. He told the kits stories about their mother; It made Strickensoul wish that she had been able to meet the she-cat, but at the same time she never knew what it was like to have a mother, and therefore wasn't too badly effected by Crossedpath's death.

Apprentice;

Strickensoul was a quiet apprentice. Most of her time was spent trying to keep fights from breaking out between her siblings - which, coincidentally, almost always involved Raccoonwhisker. She developed a strong bond with the cinnamon she-cat (on her part, at least), despite the fact that her sister was fairly distant and harsh toward, well, everyone. Aside from following her brothers and sisters around, she trained as much as she could; She wasn't that good at hunting and tried to make up for it in battle skills, since she would never hear the end of it if Raccoonwhisker was made a warrior before her.

Warrior/Med Cat/MCA;

Just months after Strickensoul became a warrior, a pack of jackals attacked WiltingClan. Along with dragging their leader off into the desert and destroying the camp, the dog-like creatures killed all but one of Strickensoul's kin, along with many of their clanmates. Her family was everything to her, and their deaths left her in a state of shock. At the same time, Raccoonwhisker seemed to be pushing Strickensoul away, which made things even harder. But when the cinnamon she-cat ran away, Strickensoul eventually followed - despite what had happened between them, she had nothing else left. She was desperate. Her sister's scent led her straight to RiverClan, and though they were weary of taking another strange in, the clan finally accepted her.

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[Scarheart321]

Accepted!