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Name: Ruinedpaw[wing]
Age: 6 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Durr... ^^

Appearence:: Ruinedpaw is small for even a apprentice. Her pelt is a shade of gold, which gleams in the sunlight. Her eyes are a smoky dark blue, and hold powerful secrets. When is is older, she will be long and slender, much like her mother. Although her parents don't know it yet, she will have webbed toes. She looks almost exactly like her mother.

Personality:: Ruinedpaw is nothing like her father or mother. Deep down, she is loving and caring. She will resist having to kill others, or even hurt them. She will have a sharp tongue though, which is only one trait inherited from her mother. She will care for kits and will be loyal to her family and her Clan. She will also be eager to learn the ways of the warrior when she is an apprentice.

History:: Ruinedpaw was born in the ThunderClan camp. Her mother and a rogue, Soulkeeper, had run away from battle and couldn't make it to loner territories. Although she didn't know it, but she was daughter of Gustwhisker, and granddaughter of Shallowheart, the blood thirsty rogue. She was born with one sibling, who later became Doomgust. Ruinedkit did not have a normal kithood. She was taken away by the medicine cat of ThunderClan, so she would not be raised by her evil mother. As a young apprentice, she witnessed the deaths of her mother and father. Destressed, she ran from the Clan that had raised her, to BloodClan.

Rp Sample:: Not Ruined either. Oh well!

Stars danced across the midnight sky. It was late, and it grew desperately cold as the leaf-bare struggled to stay. New-leaf was coming soon, although many could not sense it now. Some noticed the days grower warmer, and the virgin snow melting into pools of nothing, but cool clear water. The weeks would soon grow into new-leaf, and it would be a happy time for the Clans. The flowers would bloom, and cats would fall in love and have kits. Indeed a happy and sweetly blissful time, but for some, it was a time of darkness.

Spook, a loner for the most of his life, trudged through the melting snow. He had fallen in love many times over his life: Alley, Lark, but he thought he had at least found his true love one day not long ago. They met at the FourTrees, and she was a beautiful OceanClan queen. Heartface. Spook dare not speak her name, for it only brought with it pain and bitter memories. From Heartface came Freedkit, or Freedpaw, as he was probably an apprentice now. Spook had tried to love his son, but out of that came nothing.

The lone tom wandered aimlessly for a while, until suddenly, he stumbled into the Cloud Forest. It was a place of mystery to him, for many it had been occupied by Shallowheart and his warriors of ClawClan. From this place he scented the faint stentch of death, for so many brave warriors had died in that battle. Spook himself had taken a part of it; when it had ended, he retreated to the Barn, where for so many moons he lived in vain. He had been in love with Alley at that time, but the love quickly passed as she found a mate, and new kits, with Shallowheart. That was only the beginnings of his loss and grief.

And now, as he continued through dense forests he had loathed for so long, the death scent suddenly came crawling back. He stopped, pricked his auds, and lifted his nose to the air. Death. Death had found its way here again. Curiousity took him, and he quickly followed it.

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[Ally Mense]

Accepted.