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Originally Posted by Wicked Whirlpaw
I have some KK to spare.and I'm absolutely horrible at making backstories
So can I have a Rare Pack?
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Name: Ginger
Gender: Female
Alignment (Good/Bad): Good
Age: 43 moons
Clan: Outsider
Ranking: Would be a warrior
Personality: Stern and incredibly wise
Appearance: Dusty gray pelt with streaks of white and black; dull green eyes
Backstory (5-6 paragraphs): Ginger grew up in a hostile environment, living off the scraps of others. She had faced horrors unimaginable and taught her young how to survive in a world that tries to hunt you at every corner. However, she only had one goal in life, and that was finding the warrior clans, a group of cats she thought were the key to survival. Raising a litter of five kits was hard, and ever since she lost her true love, life had become even harder. When she first heard of the warriors, brave cats who lived together under several clans, it seemed like a paradise for Ginger and her family. It was her mission to bring safety to her kits and bring them to a place where they can grow up feeling strong and brave like the cats in the stories. Her only flaw in her plan was finding the clans. She had never learned of their location, and it seemed they were a great distance away. But Ginger had hope, and that was all she needed.
Ginger grew up alone, both of her mother and father missing when her life started. She had found herself nestled in the middle of a pile of yellow straw, deep inside a large den with towering walls. Unsure of her surroundings Ginger stood on wobbly legs and tried to scan the area in hopes of understanding what was going on. After a couple of days, she learned she was in a “Twoleg” place according to another cat, who she found living in the same den. He was funny and incredibly young like Ginger. He taught her the ropes of surviving in the Twoleg place, and how to get food from the twolegs. It was this cat who she fell in love with, and this cat who told her the tale of the four clans. One day maybe she always hoped they could leave the twoleg place together and start a life in the clans.
When he first agreed that the plan was awesome, Ginger was so happy she nearly collapsed with joy. They formulated a plan on where to go, for he was not too sure where they would go either. They set off quickly, and it was the perfect day as well. The beautiful sun-blessed light upon the world, the breeze catching both of their pelts, and the small scent of flowers and lilies drifted through the air. That was when the love of her life was killed.
It was all too memorable, the thunderpath he called it. Gargantuan monsters blazed past, acrid-smelling smoke filling Ginger's nose, and making her cough. He said he would go first and dashed when the coast was clear. Ginger felt like the world was slowing down, as her love dove for the other side, a hidden monster appeared from the other side. In one moment, he stood there, with one last look before he came upon him. When it passed, there was nothing. In those quick seconds Ginger had simply watched her mate die such a quick silent death it seemed impossible. How could one disappear just like that? Plucked from the world like how Ginger would take bits of prey out of her teeth.
She walked slowly back to the twoleg place, tears forming in her eyes, the area surrounding her becoming blurry and slow. She eventually made it back, and several moons later had her first ever litter of kits. They were the most gorgeous kits she had ever seen. And they all looked like him, in every single way. For many moons after Ginger thought she would never travel again. Too afraid to witness the death of one of her loved ones again she kept her kits back from the world and used every single bit of energy inside to keep them safe. It was one night when she realized something. She had spent her whole life hiding that she forgot about the purpose of finding the clans in the first place. Ginger was using her fear as an excuse to keep her kits from their true potential, so that was when she decided to bring them to clans once more. The next day they headed out quickly, Ginger was desperate to reach the clans this time, for even though she lost her love it didn’t mean she could still complete the one thing she lived for. It was uncertain whether or not she would find the clans, but Ginger knew that she would get there one day, and she would bring her kits with her through it… as family.
Here are your warrior names:
Brokenkit, Crookedleap, Crookedsky, Blizzardpaw, Mooseflash, Brindlepond, Ferretwater, Duckkit, Vinebush, Beaverleaf
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