A Clan with secrets to hide.
A Clan with a sinister streak.
And a gang who are not what they seem.
With war looming on the horizon, loyalties are tested and families are torn apart. In this world of light and shadow, everyone has something to hide.
Here Only one thing is certain, only one clan will survive.
“You don’t even know me! For all you know, I’m worth less than even I believe...”
Prefix Meaning - For his water-like pelt (and his mother’s love for water) Suffix Meaning - His rank within the clan 7 Moons | Male | Undetermined | Winterclan | Apprentice
Appearance ____________________________
Coat Color : Silver
Markings : Black tabby stripes
Coat Length : Short, thick
Eye Color : Olive green
Body Size : Smaller average, lithe
Other : Scar on his left shoulder and nicked right ear
In Depth : Winterclan prides itself on strong warriors, and much of that is physical appearance, a larger more muscular build capable of holding their own in a fight. Therefore, Ripplepaw is quite the disappointment, not only in his demeanour but his lithe stature standing on the smaller side of average. While slender and perfectly agile, he is certainly not built for strength, and his clan is not impressed by nimble dainty paws and a wiry stature, no matter how admittedly elegant. His silver tabby pelt, while nice to look at, is really nothing special, nor are his admittedly captivating olive green eyes and small pink nose. If anything, his clan might suggest he looked more like a kittypet, not to mention his short thick coat that certainly isn’t long enough to effectively warm him in the harsh leafbares his clan is known to face. The closest thing to a saving grace, perhaps a downfall in any clan that might favour looks over strength, is a scar along his left shoulder and a nicked right ear, gifted by none other than his father, though Ripplepaw would never admit to this.
Skills ________________________
(please evenly distribute the follow skills into the below categories: hunting, fighting, swimming, climbing, stealth, tracking, endurance, running, and jumping. NOTE: you cannot have both fighting and hunting in the positive category!)
Dislikes : Physical contact, training, being alone, being asked about his scars, lying, seeing other upset
History ____________________
Father : Rowanfang Mother : Sweetfern Siblings : None Other : Blossompaw (honorary sister)
History : Right from the beginning, Ripplekit has a bit of an unstable footing in his world. His mother was kind and caring, and she loved her son dearly. However, she was also little more than a puppet to her mate, Ripplekit’s father. Sweetfern was a strong and loyal Winterclan warrior, always ready to put her clan first no matter what and ready to fight any war for their sake. Unfortunately, her will was not so strong to war against emotional manipulation, and after Ripplekit’s father lured her in and saved her life on more than one occasion she was unaware he had caused, she felt indebted to Rowanfang. And Rowanfang was very greedy in the return of his debt. He wanted not only for her to be his mate, but he wanted strong kits of their combined bloodline. And it did not stop there. Ripplekit was far below his grand expectations, a small and frail little thing born weak due to part of Sweetfern’s blood even she did not know about. Once he was healthy enough to finally live amongst his clanmates, Rowanfang was already beyond disappointed with his only son. However, he had nothing else, and he was determined that the little weakling did not ruin his name. So he worked with him, aimed to strengthen him. And in doing so, he beat and scarred his young son, all the while telling him to lie and keep it quiet, manipulating him into believing that he deserved it. That it was for his own good. And so, Ripplekit made it to apprenticeship, perhaps a tiny bit stronger. However his father still saw him as weak and useless and to this day Ripplepaw shoulders silent punishments he fools himself into believing he deserves, and explains away to his clan. The only one that was ever truly there for him that he could tell everything was his best friend Blossomkit, now Blossompaw. She was the only one that truly encouraged him, and he came to see her as a sister. However, not even she knows the full truth.
