//Timberfall of LeafClan// [Female]

[amusedmilk]

Name:

_Timberfall

Gender:

_Female

Age:

_{About 24 moons and up}

Clan:

_LeafClan

Rank:

_Warrior

Description:

_{Timberfall is a light gray she-cat with a dark gray muzzle. She has teal-blue eyes, and very faint tabby stripes in her pelt.}

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Personality:

_{From being raised by a foster parent, Timberfall grew up pretty independent. She enforces the warrior code, and would probably never talk to a rogue, because of her strong hate towards them. Although she is quite tough, Timberfall can be extremely sweet and caring. She will do anything for a relative or friend. The she-cat will protect her two kits at the cost of her life.}

Family:

_{Her parents were Stripedshadow (Father) and Trustsong (Mother). Both parents died when she was at a very young age. Her mate is Hornetsting, and her kits are Pebblekit and Morningkit. (All family is not roleplayed here)}

History:

_{Timberfall's mother, Trustsong, beared Timberfall herself, Vanishingcloud, and Silentscream (Not roleplayed here). The three kits' father was Stripedshadow. They were born at the end of Leaf-fall. In the beginning of Leafbare, when the three kits were about one moon old, Trustsong died from a fox attack. Barely even a moon after, Stripedshadow died aswell, only from a snake attack. Timberfall grew up by being raised by the couple Waspface and Rubberfern (Not roleplayed here). Vanishingcloud left the clan from being too depressed and reminded of his parents when he lived in the camp. This maddened Timberfall, telling herself to never trust rogues. They were only traitors. Troublemakers... Liers. When she was made apprentice, she promised herself she'd be as good as her mother and father, who were respected warriors of her clan. And this brings us to the present, Timberfall, a young warrior of LeafClan, trying to be the best she can be.}

Roleplay sample:

_{The thick undergrowth covered the gray silhouette. Vines wrapped around trees, twirling out onto branches. If you peered closely, and your eyes focused enough, you could spot two bright teal-blue eyes beaming through the dim light. The two orbs scanned the forest, as with her ears. Every movement: every sound silently detected by the Leafclan warrior. Silently she creeped forward, keeping her weight balanced on her front paws. As the gray mouse came into view, she lunged into the air before the mouse could even think about what she was doing. In a few heartbeats, a fresh kill had been made. Placing the warm kill in front of her paws, she silently mewed, "Thank you StarClan, thank you for this kill. LeafClan will use it wisely, and it will help us during this Newleaf.".. Praying after killing any living thing was something she was taught by her mentor, and she would never forget the importance of having to thank her ancestors for allowing her paws to kill something.}

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Thanks~!

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