CINDERHEART ― RIVERCLAN

CINDERHEART ✻ RIVERCLAN

name

cinderheart

reasoning

cinder for the color of her coat.
heart for her loyalty to her clan and belief in herself.

age

13 moons

gender

she-cat

alliance

riverclan

rank

warrior

physique

short description

petite she-cat with a lilac tabby pelt and pale yellow eyes.

physical description

by no means imposing in appearance, cinderheart is a very small feline. her bony shoulders reach a height of eight inches. her frame is petite and delicate, each bone slender, her body clinging to her. she-cat is skinny, but not weak. she has an average amount of muscle. cinderheart has medium length fur that is always sleek and shiny from water. it is a pale lavender color with dark gray tabby markings. her nose and pads are a soft pink color. her pads have been hardened and calloused from years of walking on hard ground. her tail is long and slender, good for her balance. her eyes are truly a window to her soul. they show every emotion, fear, happiness, love. they gleam understanding and hope in a yellow lamplight, speckled faintly with dots of green. cinderheart's frame makes her not the greatest at head-to-head combat, but she is impossibly quick and a great hunter.

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personality

positives

• friendly 
• optimistic
• energetic 
• loyal
• clever

negatives

• holds grudges 
• sensitive
• self-conscious
• impatient
• sometimes defiant

the past

the history

loved, ignored, cuddle, it doesn't matter what cinderheart was, because it didn't affect her personality. she didn't let her past define her future. she doesn't like to dwell too much on the past, but occasionally, she can't stop the flashbacks.

kit: "i'm coming for you!" cinderheart squealed and jumped on top of a rock to face her sister. "no you're not," she tried to say seriously, but couldn't stop the huge grin spreading across her maw. "because i'm coming for you!" she leaped on top of her sister and they were lost in a battle of fur and tiny claws. cinderheart saw her mother smiling softly at them. "be carefuly girls." suddenly, pebblekit stopped short. "ouch!" she exclaimed and ran away from cinderheart and to their mother, her eyes filling with moisture. cinderheart frowned a followed her. she could see a small amount of blood flowing from pebblekit's leg. her mother was shaking her head. cinderheart immediately got defensive. "i'm sorry," she mewed softly. "i didn't mean..." silverwhisker attended to pebblekit. "you're fine pebblekit, you're fine." she had a soothing voice that cinderheart could listen to all day. "i'm sorry," she repeated.

apprentice: cinderheart was beaming with pride. "thanks," she replied to whitestorm, her mentor. "i've been training on that move for a while." "i can tell," whitestorm said approvingly. "see you tomorrow." cinderheart ran all the way back to her den. she was jumping with joy. she spotted darkfrost, her father, in the center of the camp and ran over to him. "darkfrost!' she cried. "guess what?" darkfrost turned to her and chuckled. "what?" "whitestorm says i perfected my major attack moves! he said i'm getting really good!" she almost screeched. her father nuzzled her on the side. "and your ceremony is during the next moon." cinderheart looked up at the sky. it was dusk, and she could make out the outline of the half moon. she had been tracking its progress all month.

about you

alias clover

timezone, state, and country eastern, massachusetts, united states

other character none