duskwing << deputy of TwilightClan

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• call me [ s o f t l y ]: Duskwing
  
  
• my scent can [ s p e a k ] :
  She-cat
  
  
• this is how i [ s t a l k ] :
  Cat
  
  
• moons have [ p a s s e d ] :
  32 moons
  
  
• i like to think i look like [ t h i s ] :
  Siamese Cat
  
  
• take a [ p h o t o ] :
  Click here.
  
  
• how i am [ s e e n ] :
  Dark, patched fur of mottled grey and black covers her slender body in thick, soft fur. It is almost always well-cared for, silky and gleaming. Her slimness not only comes from genetics but from lack of food as well, a standing proof of the hardships she has suffered. Duskwing's eyes are a striking, brilliant blue, strange for a cat of her colors, yet no white fur could cause this coloring around her face. Her left ear is shredded beyond repair at the tip, yet it doesn't hamper her hearing in any way, just a leftover battle scar from a fight well won. She has a seemingly delicate body, and it seems as though she could be flung aside by any massive, clawed paw, but this is most definitely not the case, both due to the sharp black claws embedded in her small, neat, snowy white paws, and the gleaming white fangs lining her jaws. Her tail is long and thickly-furred, all black with rings of dark greyish blue until it narrows to the tip, which is a pure white. At the base of her tail, where her slender body meets it, her fur darkens, and stays a bright midnight-blue along her spine.
  
  Her throat and belly are coated in pure, snow-white, and fade into blue-grey darkness as it reaches towards the sky. Silver dapples dance across her hindquarters and her thin shoulders. However, under the soft, luxurious fur, disguised by the length, are thick, knotted muscles. Duskwing is built mostly for speed, but there is immense power hidden in her limbs, known solely by the many cats she has... disposed of. Her darker coat is typical of her Clan, but her white points make her more unique, along with the silver dapples. Unlike other cats, her muzzle is strangely extended, but is still only a small amount longer than the average cat's. Her bright blue eyes are rimmed with black that leads down on either side of her muzzle, much like that of a cheetah's.
  
  Her pointed, triangular ears are almost always alert, standing straight up on her finely shaped skull to catch sounds from all directions. They, like other parts of her body, are black with white tips. Her fur may be long, but it thins out when it reaches her legs, making it easier for her to move around and less to get caught in brambles and wired fences. Even though she is a hardened battle cat, her scars don't have much impact on her beauty; however, she never plans to take a mate, as she would hate being cooped up while others fought for her.
  
  
• i call this my [ h o m e ] :
  TwilightClan
  
  
• my own [ s t a t u s ] :
  Deputy (?)
  
  
• this is how i will [ r e s p o n d ] :
  Duskwing is quite the formidable she-cat, and often it seems she has more than one personality. Most of this inner turmoil originates far into her past, yet she claims is has little impact on how she acts now. This she-cat has a fiery temper, but it takes quite some time to wear her down to the point at which she explodes. When stress and anxiety within the Clan, and a few other situations, worry her, her tolerance level drops to a low. At these times, it is best not to ask too many questions at once, or behave irrationally. More than anything, Duskwing hates repeating herself, being altogether impatient.
  
  However, when presented with young cats or kits, Duskwing shows a much softer side of herself. With them, she is calm and gentle and shockingly patient for a cat who was just yowling at a senior warrior. Because of this, she is an excellent mentor for any young cat. Another dislike of hers is whining. She has a kind of empathy for cats who can do so little about their own problems that they just must go telling it to every cat in the Clan and beyond. Strangely enough, secrets are one of Duskwing's favorite things; she's good at both keeping and giving a good ear to them.
  
  Fiercely loyal and ambitious, Duskwing is definitely a pawful to handle, but when you receive her trust, nothing will break it. Traitors... she despises them more than anything else. When it comes to them, she cares nothing for them and shows no mercy whatsoever, no matter the excuse. She will fight to the death to protect her Clan and friends, and nothing will ever change that. She's been betrayed more than once, though, so it might be difficult to earn her trust in you...
  
  
• this is my [ p a s t ] :
  as a k i t
  Duskwing was born to the rogues Shred and Raina, two opposites, like Yin and Yang. Raina had a litter of three with Shred, and promptly after, Shred departed without a goodbye, leaving Raina alone to fend for her kits and herself. Luckily, her brother Stormcloud was nearby, and he arrived after following her scent to find her with only two live kits, one being dead from starvation. Even though the black and blue tom was a nasty piece of work, he sympathized enough with his sister to hunt for them for a moon, then left them on their own. By now Duskwing and her brother Ripclaw- both named for the clans Stormcloud oft spoke of- could wander by themselves. Raina wished for them to grow quickly so she could hand them off to the Clans, simply because motherhood wasn't right for the she-cat rogue.
  
  Two moons later, when the kits were four moons old, Shred returned and offered to take the trio to a safe, warm place. When he had lured Raina away from her two young kits, he struck quickly, almost completely tearing Duskwing's left ear off and blinding Ripclaw in his right eye. Both still bear the scars of their father's strange, sudden rage. When Raina returned, she was furious, and the two former mates locked themselves in combat. Raina ended up the worse; she died from blood loss two days after the battle, but still left Shred dead after the fight. Her two kits wandered together until they hit seven moons, and then they stumbled upon the clans.
  
  After explaining her pitiful story to the Clan- and being offered sympathy she didn't want- Duskwing was given the rank of apprentice to a now-dead warrior called Iceheart. Her brother Ripclaw never quite fit in with the TwilightClan cats, and traveled away. Duskwing hasn't seen him since.
  
  as an a p p r e n t i c e
  Having started her apprenticeship at seven moons rather than the normal six, Duskwing was far behind in her training, and Iceheart was merciless, waking her early and sending her back late to make up for missed time. It was a hard apprenticeship, especially when her training had to be paused because of a battle wound, but she blended in well within the Clan and was soon accepted as a normal TwilightClan apprentice.
  
  Iceheart, however, always made it hard for her, and Duskwing became stronger because of it. When Iceheart was killed in the winter by a falling tree, she mourned along with her Clanmates, because this cat- however crude or cruel she had been- had taught Duskwing more than she would ever know with any other mentor. Shortly after she recovered from the loss of her mentor, she passed her hunting assessment with ease, being slight and stealthy. Of course, being petite and small, she had more difficulty in the battle assessment, but soon passed it because of Iceheart's diligent training. At the age of fourteen moons, she became a young warrior, full-fledged and fiercely loyal to her Clan, despite her rogue roots.
  
  as a w a r r i o r
  Duskwing fought many battles as a warrior, losing few and always remaining strong and loyal. She suffered her injuries and recovered like any other warrior, but when she fought, there was a certain repulsiveness about it to her. Perhaps it was the memory of her parents destroying each other that made the idea of fighting other cats disgusting to her, or perhaps it just went against her nature. Either way, it did not make her a worse fighter in any way, and did not change her loyalties.
  
  However, unlike many other she-cat warriors, she never became a queen and had kits. She held no interest in such things, nor did she ever want to. The thought of being stuck behind bramble walls all day, having others do her work for her, and being unable to fight for her Clan for moons sickens her still. As a warrior, Duskwing's excellent hunting skills aided her in feeding her Clan through harsh leaf-bares. She supported Timestar when he was made leader; by now, most cats had forgotten her rogue-born origins. She, however, did not, and to this day she still wonders about what happened to her brother and uncle, Ripclaw and Stormcloud. She knows she will never find the time to seek them out, but she wishes desperately to, so she can find some cat that is her kin. Sadly, she can't recall either of their appearances, so there is no hope of finding her own blood.
  
  Recently, she was made deputy by Timestar for her unswerving loyalty and ferocity in battle. Duskwing loves her status in the clan, and she wouldn't sacrifice it for anything. She has ambition, yes, but not enough to be hungry for power, all the time, every day, and dream of it, like some others...
  
  
• those i [ k n o w ] :
  Shred: Shred was Duskwing's rather disgraceful father. After Raina bore his litter of three kits, he abandoned her to hunt for both the kits and herself. Deceased.
  Raina: Raina was Duskwing's sweet and loyal mother. Deceased.
  Stormcloud: Extremely nasty and cynical, brother to Raina
  Unnamed: The brother of Duskwing, never named because he died just a few days after being born from lack of food. The runt of the litter of three.
  Ripclaw: Living brother of Duskwing, mostly cynical, sarcastic, careless, and flat-out mean. Duskwing still doesn't know his location.
  
  
• does this stand for [ m e ? ] :
  Kryptonite by Three Doors Down
  
  
• just whisper one [ w o r d ] :
  Destiny
  
  
• my [ p u p p e t e e r ' s ] words :
  I know I'm still knew, but I am always active & literate on my roleplay sites. Konara Forests is the second site I plan on being active on, and I would be more than honored to become TwilightClan's deputy.
  My name is Song, by the way, and I own every single warrior's books in the series. If Duskwing cannot be deputy, could she please be a warrior and just delete the last paragraph in her history? Thanks again!
  

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