Cinderfrost of Thunderclan.

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font=georgia]NAME![/font] Cinderfrost
AGE! 45 moons.
RANK! warrioress.
GENDER! female.
CLAN! Thunder.
SHORT DESC.! Gray she-cat with white patches and blue eyes.

FULL DESCRIPTION!

We will start with her paws. They are tiny, a symbol of her innocence. Each one of them is a white snowflake, padding quietly along the ground. Her legs are muscular, rippling with the muscles she strives to keep strong. Her left rear leg has a long gash down ita side from a tussle she had with a fox moons ago. Her two front legs are gray, while her back two are white, giving her a puzzle piece like appearance.

Her body is patched with white, and not the dirty white. Her fur is always clean, she makes sure to keep it that way. Down her right side is another gash that is emphasized by her short fur which came from the claws of her mentor. Her flank is marred by more scars, giving her a imperfect, intimidating, yet mysterious appearance.

Her face is angular and sharp. Each bone is defined greatly. Her eyes are small, but evenly set. Her nose is pink and black, yet another puzzle piece look given. Her chin is gray, with the left side above that white and the right side white. Her ears are a mixture of both colors. Her eyes are the only solid part of her coloring. They are a soft blue, not electrifying, not alluring. They are simply sky blue. They hold no hidden meaning and evoke no mystery about her. She is not the prettiest she-cat, seeing as her face and chest and side and legs are scarred, but she has a hidden beauty.

PERSONALITY!

Cinder is first and foremost loyal to Thunderclan. She will fight to the death for her clan, and will see no one break that rule of hers. She is a stickler to the warrior code, and always has been. She wont even as much be more than a cat they exchanged a few words to a cat from another clan. Cinder also will not stand for betrayal - to the clan or to another cat of any clan. She believes in keeping promises, even if it means hurting someone. She is not afraid to get into a fight, as her appearance shows.

Another thing that Cinder values is respect. She gives every Tom, she-cat, kit, apprentice, warrior, elder the same respect she would want someone else to give to her. In return, she expects them to respect her. She is not afraid to throw respect out the window as soon as one demeaning word is caught by her ears. She treats kits as warriors, because that is what they will someday be. She treats elders as warriors, because that is what they once were. She refuses to give a cat anything less than her respect, no matter how much she may not like them as a cat.

Cinder is a rather laid-back she-cat on everything else except these two values. She can have fun, smile, laugh, feel emotions. In fact, she is a very emotional she-cat. She is not afraid to tell you how she feels. She does not like to play games. She is very blunt and straightforward. She is not afraid to tell you how she feels about you if you ask her. She tries to keep her opinions to herself, but if you ask her, then don't be surprised when she tells you the truth. Cinder values honesty almost as much as she values loyalty.

Cinder is a very realistic and down to earth she-cat. You won't find her daydreaming. She will always be doing something to benefit the clan, even the dirtiest of jobs. She is stingy about whom she trusts, because she is such a logical cat. If you have a reputation as a player, she will not encourage you, but she will be your friend if you so wish it. She is not a mean she-cat, just misunderstood for being one.

HISTORY!

Cinder was born to Shadehollow and Frostedfoot. They were loving parents, who only wanted to protect their only daughter. She lived her kit life oblivious to the evils of the world. Her parents loved her and each other. The other kits were nice to her, and she was not deprived of getting into mischief as all kits do.

And then she became an apprentice underneath Addergaze.

At first everything was okay, but then she slowly began to fall for his mystery and melodic voice. She allured the tom into falling for her, too, and three moons into her apprenticeship they were more than just apprentice and mentor. However, no one knew. She would not dare speak a word of it, considering it was breaking the warrior code. She was almost a warrior when she knew she was pregnant with his kits. She was happy, but he reacted quite differently. He yelled at her for being stupid. He was the one who wanted her! Anger boiled inside the she-cat. She ran back to camp, tears swelling in her eyes. She asked her parents to come with her out into the forest and told them everything. They thought that Adder had forced her to say these things, and so her father went after him. Cinder and her mother followed after him, making sure that nothing was going to go terribly wrong.

But it did.

Frostedfoot found Adder, and began telling him he was a disgrace to the warrior code. Adder got mad at Cinder, yelling at her more for telling her parents. Her mother was crying, and the argument was just getting more heated. Adder hit Frostedfoot first. That began a battle between the two. Cinder and her mother cried as they watched, helpless to do anything about the two male's tussle. Adder clawed Frosted's throat. Cinder had never seen so much blood. It poured unto the earth, staining the dirt a deep brownish red. Adder turned to Cinder, eyes ablaze with anger. She had never seen a cat so evil, so purely malicious. As he made her way toward her, her mother steppes in between them. Cinder remembered crying out as she watched her mother's blood mingle with her father's. They were innocent. They didn't deserve this. She trembled, pain ripping through her stomach. Adder hit her hard on her chest. She could not beat him in a fight, not with his size. She turned to try to run, but his claws ripped open her side as he tried to catch her. That only made the pain worse, but she ran and ran. She made it far enough away from him, and put cobwebs into her side to stop the bleeding. Curled up in a hole in the base of an oak tree, the she-cat let herself fall asleep.

She wonders constantly of she had stayed awake if things would have been different.

When she awoke the next morning, she was covered in blood and three mangled, alien-looking kits lay on the floor. She found herself wailing, realizing she had lost her kits. She stayed out in the forest for another day, trying to gather her emotions and broken heart.

When she got back to camp, she told the leader exactly what had happened. Her warrior ceremony was delayed a moon, but she soon became the warrior she had strives to be. Adder was exiled from the clan. Not that he came back after that horrid night.

As I states in her appearance, she had a run in with a fox and a Riverclan cat, and did not return unscathed. The scars, she thinks, add character to her. She embraces them as a part of her. If a Tom cannot see her beauty beyond her past scars, then he doesn't deserve the present day her. That is her philosophy anyway.

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