Rosewater

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Created
5 years, 3 months ago
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dancinqskies
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  • Rosepaw


  • Age 9 moons
  • Gender She-cat
  • Species Feral Cat
  • Role Apprentice
  • Alignment Chaotic Good
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"Listen here, Darlin'. You might not know it yet, but I've got you wrapped around my paw....."

Rosepaw is a pink/red toned shecat with short fur, but a lusciously fluffy tail and "mane". Her fur is silky soft to the touch. She has olive-green eyes and a dangerous smile. It's quite easy for her to charm her way into any cat's heart.  She talks in a rather heavy southern accent which originated from her mother, who was formerly a kittpet from Louisiana. Her dad has never been a huge part of her life; only in stories her mother tells her, but she desperately wants to meet him one day, no matter how horrid the rumors of him are. 

She was the middle child of a litter of five. Her other siblings all died off from an unknown illness, Rosepaw being the only one to survive. Her mother still blames her for this (though she knows it isn't Rose's fault), and is quite distanced from the young apprentice. Rosepaw dreams of one day being the deputy, though she knows this fate is unlikely.

Trivia


DoB: April 8th
Origin: She was born in Skyclan, though her father is the leader of a rogue group.
Height: 11 inches
Build: Tall and thin with rather short fur.
Demeanor: Seductive
Likes 
  • Sunny days
  • Annoying others
  • Staying up late
Dislikes 
  • Quiet
  • Waiting, for anything
  • Cats who tolerate her

Character


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History


Here lies the story of this illusive feline. From her birth to her apprentice age, the history lies within the text.

Kitten Age


Rosekit was born in the middle. The third kit out of five. This made her blend in from an early age. However, her siblings contracted an unknown disease and died shortly after. Rosekit was the only one left, meaning she was in charge of her mother's legacy. Of course, as only a young child, she didn't know the full weight of this title. 

Even as a kit, Rose had always looked up to the deputy. Other's thought this to be weird. Why not look up to the leader? What's so special about the deputy? But in her (at the time) walnut-sized brain, the deputy was where it was at. Not in charge of everything, but still powerful enough to leave an impression. She never grew close to the deputy, but observed from a distance. She was judged greatly for her love for the rank, but her confidence never ceased.


Apprentice Age


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