Ivorytern

Most tend to be intimidated by Ivoryterns size...and rightfully so! She is very brash, blunt and to the point. Outwardly she is very focused and leaves little room for others to get close to her. What she enjoys most is spending her time training and providing to the colony. She loves rough-playing and getting into fights- often solving problems with violence or threats.

What most don't see is how lonely and isolated she feels around others- the want to connect and love, but the fear of opening herself up for that feels like one obstacle she cannot fight her way through. Despite her tough front she is very soft inside and often covers her sadness with keeping busy.

It was only Ivory and her dad growing up as she didn't know her mother. She adored him in every way, being just a normal average kit but always felt like something -or someone- was missing in her life. Watching other kits curl up to their loving mothers while she laid alone in a cold bedding when her dad was out, was something that made her sad even as she grew to an apprentice.

As an apprentice, to hide her feelings, she trained and trained to try to be the best warrior and fighter she could possibly be. Forgetting to enjoy her younger life and growing up way too quick, Ivory often got into fights and was known to be a young edgy and moody apprentice. She is a very strong cat, both hunting and fighting but that got her nowhere in life and she wished for nothing more than a family as she grew up. Most of her days were spent taking care of her elder father, happy to give back to love he gave her growing up!

That was untill she met the struggling molly, Storkcall, whom was left to raise their little sibling all alone. Stepping out of her comfort zone, Ivorytern offered to help a little and the two became very close very quickly. What started out as a little help blossomed into love.

She's wasn't sure what the future would hold, but did not expect to have the honor of being chosen to lead an important patrol into the Deadlands; to look for the missing Ramkit. While feeling honored by this, she felt a little nervous having no experience and no real clue on what to do. Still, like always, Ivorytern pushed through and led the cats into what would soon be her grave.

It wasn't long into the deadlands that the patrol was attacked by large unknown savage creatures, brutally maiming the group in any way they could. Ivorytern's heart broke seeing what she led these cats into- despite it not really being her fault. But soon her horror of the events in front of her was snuffed out as she found herself in the jaws of the bests. Punctuating her lungs and throat, she was thrown to the ground like prey and left to die alone in the vast desert. Her last thoughts were of her father and mate- making one last sobbing attempt to cry out to Storkcall before she joined The Stars.