AMBERBLAZE of THUNDERCLAN | Deputy

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[atrb=cellspacing,0,bTable][atrb=border,0,bTable][cs=2][classy=charname]amberblaze[/classy]
[atrb=style, width:105px; height:365px; overflow:hidden;][classy=stattop]clan[/classy][classy=statbottom]thunder[/classy] [classy=stattop]rank[/classy][classy=statbottom]deputy[/classy] [classy=stattop]age[/classy][classy=statbottom]32 moons[/classy] [classy=stattop]gender[/classy][classy=statbottom]female[/classy] [classy=stattop]sexuality[/classy][classy=statbottom]heterosexual[/classy]	[atrb=style, width:345px; height:365px; overflow:hidden; padding:2px;][style=margin-top:-18px;][classy=infotop]appearance[/classy][classy=appbottom]amber tabby she-cat with amber eyes. Click![/classy] [classy=infotop]personality[/classy][classy=infobottom]despite being so young, amberblaze is actually very mature and well-developed. she's never been the type to ever get overexcited or very enthusiastic about much of anything, even as a kit. most would consider her very laid back, and while that may be true, she has a no-nonsense air about her, and she lets cats know it very quickly. even though she doesn't try to show prejudice, she has a soft spot for kits, always letting them get away with more than they really should. to say the least, she has a very motherly aura about her. of course she tries to be lenient with all of her clan mates, unless they really give her a reason not to. amberblaze is a very trusting cat, and doesn't like to believe things about others unless she is either given very solid proof or has seen it with her own eyes. once somecat loses her trust, it's very hard to get it back, and you could say she's a lot harder on them then usual, not to mention colder. some have even seen her change completely right before their eyes when somecat that's lost her trust has come around. of course amberblaze would never do something to deliberately get somecat in trouble when she doesn't like them, she feels like she's above things like that. as for the clan and religious aspect of amberblaze, well... it's kind of hard to describe. don't get me wrong, amberblaze would give her life without thinking about it for her clan or a clan mate, and she loves it with all her heart. she also knows and follows the warrior code by heart, never once having broken it. as for the believing in starclan, well, amberblaze believes and all, she's just not all that religious. she's only gone to starclan two or three times in her whole life, asking for help, and anything else she needed she either relied on herself or on a clan mates help. she's just always found it easier to rely on somecat she knows and trusts rather then something she's never even seen or talked to.[/classy] [classy=infotop]history[/classy][classy=infobottom] born in early leaf-fall, as soon as amberkit and her siblings were born most were scared of losing them. even though it was so early in leaf-fall, the winds thrashed out wildly, and every cat that could smell a mouse a whisker length away from them knew that snow was on it's way. soon. amberkit had two other siblings, one she-cat and one tom. to say the least, she felt like the oddball of the litter, being the runt of the litter, and not looking anything like her snowy white mother, brother, and sister. "you look like your father," her mother would always say. "an amber tabby that, even though so small, could take down a badge with one swipe of their paw!" of course the sentence was over exaggerated by a lot, it made amberkit feel better about the situation, if only for a little while. because the kits were born in early leaf-fall, they were a few moons old when leaf-bare finally came. it wasn't as bad as everybody thought it would be. yes, it snowed a lot, and yes, there wasn't much prey to go around the camp, but it seemed to be just like any other leaf-bare. except for when whitecough spread through the camp. it wasn't too bad, and the medicine cat at the time took care of all the sick cats, and nursed them back to health. there was just one kit who couldn't get better; spottedkit, amberkit's sister. within just a quarter-moon her illness got worse, and she was moved to the medicine cat den, diagnosed with greencough. within another quarter-moon, she passed. fernclaw, amberkit's mother, tried to stay strong for her other two remaining kits. luckily, they hadn't caught the sickness, and just to be sure, the medicine cat gave them herbs just in case. fernclaw mourned her lost cat, but soon got over it, realizing that she had two other kits depending on her. she would be okay. everybody was always put off with amberkit, considering she acted nothing like a normal kit should. the medicine cat even came to check her a few times, checking to see if anything was wrong with her hearing, seeing, or if she just wasn't quite right. of course they would never find anything, well, besides four tiny claw marks in their pelt. even though amberkit was small, she put up quite a fight, and some even considered her feisty. but, at the same time, she never would play with the other kits in the nursery or her siblings. she would always be off to the side, watching, listening in on conversations going on between the senior warriors. she was more interested in clan business then playing and enjoying herself. not many warriors had faith in amberpaw when she first became an apprentice; they all figured she would be lazy breaking the warrior code, and not a very good listener. not many were willing to offer to be her mentor, so finally her leader picked a senior warrior that was on his last days, about to be moved into the elder's den in a few moons. looking back on it now, amberblaze knows that if she wouldn't of had deadeye as a mentor, she wouldn't be the warrior she is today. of course, even as an apprentice, amberpaw knew the warrior code by heart, and wouldn't even dare think about breaking it. at first, deadeye was reluctant to bring amberpaw out and bring her training. like all the other warriors, he figured she was some troublemaker that wouldn't follow his orders and would do everything in their power to aggravate him. amberpaw didn't know why any of her clan mates were putting a label on her. she hadn't done anything wrong as a kit. she just didn't feel the need to play, she liked to listen to conversations and watch the other kit's moves, taking in their faults and what they did right as they went. finally when deadeye decided that he though he could trust her enough to take her out of the camp, he decided he wanted to take her to the training hollow. he, or well, nobody really, had ever seen her fight. it wasn't that amberpaw was against violence, she just thought unnecessary violence was pointless. as they approached the hollow, deadeye spoke to amberpaw in a rough, almost raspy voice, "fighting and hunting are the things warriors need to know and be the best at. if you can't fight, then how will you protect your clan from challengers? if you can;t hunt how will you make sure your clan doesn't die from starvation?" amberpaw was silent, but the way she looked, deadeye knew she had taken everything of what he just said in and was processing it, really thinking it over. at that point, hew knew amberpaw could be a great warrior one day. when they finally approached the training hollow, deadeye walked to the middle of it and turned, thrashing his tail as he looked at amberpaw. "attack me," he had told her, and when she just stood there, he thought she wasn't going to do it. he looked away for one second and was knocked over by the weight of another cat being thrown into him. almost as soon as that happened, deadeye regained his balance as all four of amberpaw's thrashed out, sheathed, aiming for his side. deadeye lunged and fell on top of her, pinning her. amberpaw reached up with her hind legs and started raking his belly with the soft pads of her paws. deadeye finally got up, purring. "good job" "they always say to never take your eyes off the enemy," amberpaw said, the first thing she had said all day. as amberpaw's apprenticeship went on, deadeye found her strengths and weaknesses, and when he did, he would share them with her. because of her size, he said she would never be good in combat, but that she would have to use her speed to get to the other warrior, lay her mark, and then get away as fast as she could. but because she was so small, it was easier for her to hide downwind of her prey, and a lot easier to sneak up on them. it took seven moons, but amberpaw finally became a warrior. she was given the warrior name amberblaze, and took her vigil very seriously, guarding her camp and not speaking a word. even though if one looked at her, they could tell she was excited by the way her tail was twitching, and the muscles all along her body never really looked relax. amberblaze took the warrior status seriously, never breaking the warrior code even if given the opportunity. she hunted for her clan, and fought with all her might, no matter how small she was. just by looking at her, everybody knew she was going to go far, just because of her devotion.[/classy]
[atrb=style, width:450px; padding:2px;][cs=2][classy=infotop]roleplay sample[/classy][classy=rpsample]To say the least, the day was turning into be a hot one. The tom was padding through the forest that surrounded the RiverClan camp, trying to stay in the shade of the trees as much as he possibly could. Speckledfoot could already feel his coat begin to stick to him from the humidity that came with living near all the streams and rivers. The tom didn't know what exactly he was going off to do, being as the deputy hadn't told him his duties for the day, so he decided he would go off and explore. Maybe go to the river and catch a fish or two for his clan. It was a hard adjustment, getting used to this new territory. For most of his life, he had grown up in the same place. He knew his old territory like the back of his paw, and then suddenly came BloodClan, and he was forced to leave everything he ever knew. Forced to learn a whole new territory because a "clan" of cats thought they were better than the four clans. They were better than the clans strength wise, but when it came to morals, Speckledfoot knew that his clan and the other three clans, even ShadowClan, were better than them. He could only imagine how the older warriors and elders felt now, having to give up something they knew for a lot longer than he had. Before Speckledfoot knew it, his paw splashed into cool, wetness. Startled, he jumped back, the fur along his neck and back standing up slightly. Realizing he had trod into the river, he sighed, slowly looking around to make sure none of his clan mates were around to see his carelessness. He would be extremely embarrassed if they had, but, thankfully, no cat was around. Deciding he would stop here and try to fish, Speckledfoot sat near the river, sitting to where his shadow didn't lay on the water. Sitting there motionless, it took a while before he caught sight of a fish, but when he did, his paw shot out, breaking the surface of the water, and scooped the fish out of the slow-moving river. As soon as the fish hit the bank, he pounced, digging his claws into the prey, biting it on the back of the neck. When it was dead, he picked it up and started farther down the river, trying to find another spot to fish. After several minutes of walking, he stopped when he saw another cat lying by the water. It only took a few seconds to recognize his clan mate, Lilypool. She was quite a pretty cat, besides her enormous size. The only reason Speckledfoot hadn't pursued her was because of her attitude and how scared she was going to give him a good swat if he ever suggested anything of that sort. Walking over, he flinched when she swatted the water, sending a flurry of water drops all around her. When he got close enough, he set his catch down and greeted, "Hello, Lilypool." Sitting down, he made sure to keep somewhat of a disdtance, giving the younger she-cat her space. "How are you doing today?" he continued after a few seconds pause. Speckledfoot wrapped his tail around himself, his big, blue eyes trained on Lilypool.[/classy]

[Rendezvous]