Dusksong, Warrior of Fogclan

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Dusksong

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Demi-girl (They, Them/She, Her)

ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Demisexual, Biromantic

ᴀɢᴇ: 19 moons

ʀᴀɴᴋ: Warrior


ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: She was born in a territory far from the mountain walls. Her litter being of only two, she was very close with her sister, Brook. Their mother loved them with her hearts content, but having been a young first time mother, she was ignorant. Brook and Dusk ran away one night, with Brook in the lead, but they became lost. Dusk cried at the thought of their worried mother, but Brook ushered her farther for their own good. 
They became a mother for each other, and pushed themselves to thrive. Food was decently easy to find, and they did good for a while. They kept traveling towards the mountains, and did their best to keep happy.
Though one night, their travels lead to a steep mountain trail. Something shocked Brook, causing her to fall, and break her neck, consequently killing her.
The sight was horrifying, and still haunts Dusksong to this day. Though after a while, she kept moving, knowing that was what Brook would've wanted. She kept travelling for many days down the mountain, the sadness often seemed like too much to bare. 
All the while humming her mother's melodies to keep stable, she reached the valley within the walls of the mountain. She was found on the border of Fogclan, weak, and gasping between sobs.
Somehow, the Clan cats took enough sympathy to accept her into their camp. And after they heard her journey, and how much she'd survived, they decided she'd be a good ally, and apprehensively took her in.
She was named after her strength, which was represented through melodies. Dusksong didn't object.
She often finds Clan kind somewhat strange, but she's adapted well, and even believes in Starclan.     

ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ: None yet

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ: N/A

ᴄʀᴜsʜ: Copperstrike is her main crush, but has a small crush on Silvertail

ᴍᴀᴛᴇ: None yet

ᴋɪᴛs: none yet

ᴋɪɴ: Brook (dead), Mother (Presumed dead).


ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
[ Anxious | Strong | Adaptable | Distant | Emotional | Friendly ]

[ Anxious ]
Due to the way her sister died, she is often overly cautious. She's especially nervous about anything coming near her neck, and she'll likely hiss at you if you touch it without her consent. As her anxiety grows, Dusksong'll stimulate by running her claws on things.

[ Strong ]
She'll find her way through situations, by letting the thought of her sister's persistence push her. After all, she made it down the mountain, despite all the times she told herself she couldn't.

[ Adaptable ]
Despite her crippling timidness in her kithood, she's actually become quite flexible to most emotional/social situations. She learned quickly, and has gotten to understand Clan life to it's fullest.

[ Distant ]
She comes off as scary to some, but to be honest, she's really just scared of other cats. She's learned from her rouge life with her sister, not to be easily convinced by others kindness.

[ Emotional ]
Thinking about her sister will get her to horrified tears sometimes. She does her best not to break down around others, most often succeeding. But her heart often leads her mind, which makes her an emotional thinker over all.

[ Friendly ]
When you get close to her, you'll be in her thoughts. She lets few into her circle, but loves and cares for all of them passionately.   


ʟɪᴋᴇs: Quiet, fog, the woods, watching from afar,  

ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: Loud noises, storms, bats, something touching her neck,   

ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ

sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: 
A skinny dark coated she cat with pale green eyes.

ʟᴏɴɢ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ:
A lanky grey and black she cat. Her fur is lighter around her neck and tail, but darker on her back and head. Her sharp eyes are pale green. She has skinny forelegs; great for climbing.  

ʙᴜɪʟᴅ: 
Slender build with long legs.

ғᴜʀ: 
Fluffy and soft. Typically well groomed.

ᴇʏᴇs: 
Green and round.


ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ sᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ
  
Accepted        

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