Name: Fallensoul/paw, If apprentices are needed, I wouldn't mind being one!
Age: 7 Moons for Apprentice, 13 Moons for Warrior
Rank: Apprentice or Warrior
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: Her short fur is very light, having a lot of white under the subtle gray tabby-like patterns scattered along her pelt. This is because she is a mix, of no specific breed. Her eyes are a warm, bright amber, with a red tinge, shine, or glint to them. Her right shoulder is decorated with claw scars from that of a fox. This is accompanied by a pronounced bite mark on her left ear, which had resulted in the two holes in the said ear. She was indeed very lucky to escape with her ear intact.
Personality: She can be playful, as she loves playing tricks and prompting other cats for reactions, making her also a bit sadistic. Some will find this annoying, others may find it funny, and perhaps she'll try to rope someone else in to help her with her mischief. Other than that, expect sarcastic remarks, and a headstrong, unreasonable determination. Although she'll hide it, really well at that, she cares about her clan mates like she would've cared about her family.
Relations: None as of Yet (Feel free to suggest)
Backstory: Before she died, Fallen was a kit born into a group of rouges and loners, who were on the verge of starting their own clan-like system. This was disrupted by a huge forest fire caused by two-legs, in which her mother sacrificed her own life to move Fallen out of the way of a falling, fire-lit tree branch. Her mother was crushed and burnt alive before her very own eyes, and she never saw her father again. She has no clue if he's still alive or not. She had no sibling to turn to, as the only surviving kit of the litter of three. Her little brothers were still-born, never having gotten the chance to live. Not able to find her way out of the burning forest, eventually she was suffocated by her own tears and the smoke that surrounded her like a dense, dark fog. Unwilling to go, she faded in and out of consciousness before she felt a claw rake across her neck. Someone had put her out of her misery.
(If this backstory is too gruesome I can lighten it up if needed
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Other Information: She has an extraordinary gut instinct, which makes makes it really hard for anyone to sneak up on her, or even observe or watch her without her feeling something off.
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Jurassic~Spirit