ROBINHEART, WARRIOR OF BREEZECLAN

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Robinkit / Robinpaw / Robinheart

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: female

ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: straight

ᴀɢᴇ: 39 moons

ʀᴀɴᴋ: Warrior


ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: Robinheart had a relatively normal kithood. She was born in a one-kit litter, and being the pride and joy of her parents. She spent time with most of the other kits, and she had fun. She was always talking to someone during this time, whether talking to another kit, her mother, or listening to some of the interesting stories the elders had to offer. She was always fascinated by those stories. When she grew old, she wanted to tell some amazing stories about when she was younger to the enthralled kits and apprentices. She hoped to become a great warrior.

She patiently waiting for the time to come for her to become an apprentice. She trained hard, and followed the warrior code as best as she could. She was happy to serve her Clan and wanted to be the best she could be. At dawn, she heard some terrible news. Her father, while protecting the Clan, died whilst fending off a badger. The badger. of course, left and went off to become someone else's problem. Robinheart was devastated. She wouldn't train for at least two weeks, but of course, she realized how much of a sack of mousedung she was being and started to function again.

She had gotten her warrior name after moons and moons of training, and ever second was worth the pain. She had definitely made some stories that could be told to kits of the future.

ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ: Mothpaw  (belongs to Biscuit)

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ(s): Kestrelstorm [deceased ; greencough]

ᴄʀᴜsʜ: N/A

ᴍᴀᴛᴇ: N/A

ᴋɪᴛs: N/A

ᴋɪɴ:
- Hawkfang | mother [deceased ; old age]
- Squirrelnose | father [deceased ; badger attack]


ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
[ Motherly | Relaxed | Emotional | Judgemental | Blunt ]

[ Motherly ]
Robinheart has a certain warmth to her that makes her feel like she is the mother of everyone, expressing compassion and empathy towards everyone she meets.

[ Moralistic ]
She has a clear definition of right and wrong, and will do anything to stop what she thinks is injustice.

[ Emotional ]
Her feelings are easily excited and are openly displayed. You could tell if she was sad or mad or glad if you were a mile away.

[ Judgemental ]
She doesn't mean to be, she can't help it. If you screw up in some way as soon as you meet her she will subconsciously think less of you.

[ Blunt ]
Robinheart will always speak her mind, no matter the consequences, as long as she gets her opinion out and heard.

ʟɪᴋᴇs: mornings, cats she cares for, new-leaf, pretty flowers

ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: injustice, snow, badgers, vole meat

ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ
sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: A soft tortoiseshell she-cat with pale green eyes.

ʟᴏɴɢ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: Robinheart is an average-sized tortoiseshell she-cat. She has a white belly which the color extends up to her face. On her back, ears, tail and legs there are patches of orange and black, but more orange. She has short fur, but her tail fur is longer than the rest of her pelt. Her pawpads are a cute pink, same thing with her nose. Her eyes are a pale green, but get more yellow as it gets closer to the pupil.

ʙᴜɪʟᴅ: Medium build and can definitely get chubby when prey is plentiful.

ғᴜʀ: Thick and silky soft.

ᴇʏᴇs: Pale green.

ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ sᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ
Robinheart crouched and patiently waited in the wet grass, her eyes locked onto a large mouse. The mouse was perfectly oblivious to the tortoiseshell's presence, and was munching away at an acorn. Robincloud prepared to lunge at the unsuspecting creature. She pounced with swift accuracy and killed the rodent with a sharp bite on the throat. She thanked Starclan for the kill, and was glad. She was particularly unlucky the past few birds and rodents and was happy to actually have something to bring back to the Clan. She tip-toed off and buried the limp mouse under a skinny tree, and set off to find more prey to catch.[/ul][/ul][/ul]