Post by Kibbles on Jul 14, 2014 2:56:51 GMT
 Rookshadow general info
APPEARANCE
Rookshadow looks nothing like her namesake. She has long cream fur, while Rookstar had black and white fur. She does, however, have her aunt's eyes. She is small in size and in build. She has slightly oversized paws and long claws. Her teeth are sharp and white, as well. Her fur is soft and become medium length as she grow into a beautiful warrior. Well, now that all that is in the past, she is still a very beautiful she-cat. Still, things have changed in her aging. White as appeared on her from her stressful like. Half of her face is missing due to an incident as a young warrior, causing her to only have one of her golden eyes. She has many more wounds from the war as well. Other than that, she looks pretty much the same.  personality
Rookshadow is definitely not like her namesake. She is very nice and is rather quiet. She cares a lot about her family and deeply appreciates Shrikepaw being protective of her. She is very sensitive and knows that the other cats look down on her. She doesn't know why, though. Because of this, she feels lonely. She wishes that others would be her friend besides her family, although it hasn't happened. She has anger problems as well. When ever she gets made, she sees even more disgusted looks from her clan mates than from before. Wait. No. That was the old Rookshadow. She's still very nice and is also still very good at hunting. But throughout her life, she had a few litters. This has caused her to be very motherly. She cares deeply for kits and apprentice-aged cats. She wants to help and protect them. She is very overprotective, though. Almost to an annoyance, but once you've been through what she has, you'll know why. She's very damaged, mentally, because of her life. And because of the war, she has developed PTSD.
HISTORY A lot has happened to this poor cat growing up, but let's start from the very beginning. Rook-kit was born to Crowstar and Lightheart, a loving and well-known couple in the forest. Crowstar was young to be a leader and was still getting adjusted to his life, making it hard for him to see his kits. So hard that he hadn't seen them for the first four or five moons of their lives! And when he did come, Rook-kit was his only kit that accepted him, the others disowning him for ignoring them for their short lives. As she grew older, she stayed on her father's side. She was apprenticed to Puddlefrost, a well-trained Duskclan she-cat. Together, they trained to make Rookpaw one of the best warriors in the clan, although she was not nearly as great as her brother, Shrikepaw, nor her other brother, Flamestripe. Even so, she was a fair apprentice and became a warrior named Rookshadow. Not long after she was made a warrior, something snapped in her father. He became a dark, evil cat. One that didn't trust many and forced rogues and loners into being slaves. She didn't like the idea. Even so, she didn't say anything. She received an apprentice shortly after. A young, feisty tom named Granitepaw. Her apprentice considered her weak, a no body. She didn't like it and desperately tried to prove him wrong by training him and teaching him. Even so, he considered her one of the worst warriors in history. That was until her father gathered the clan. He called her out to be a traitor, claiming that she was helping her long-dead aunt, Rookstar. She denied it, but he blamed her and Granitepaw. He attacked the young apprentice, but Rookshadow threw herself in front of him. The after effect was horrifying. He had torn off half of her face, her eye gouged from the socket. She laid there, screaming as he told others to treat her as a prisoner. Many did out of fear. Everyone except Boltpaw, Shrikewing, Flamestripe, and now... Granitepaw. Granitepaw considered her brave now. Fearless. And the two began to blossom a beautiful friendship. The Crowstar was knocked out of leadership. Shrikewing, her brother, took it and was renamed Shrikestar. Their father died soon after. Crookedfoot, her cousin, became deputy. Not five moons after, he was captured by twolegs. By then Granitepaw had become Granitestripe, thus she went after the captured deputy. The two were gone for moons. Eventually, they found their way back to Duskclan. Crookedfoot was accepted as deputy once more. Rookshadow was welcomed as a hero. Well, by most. Granitestripe didn't welcome her. Instead, he acted like she wasn't even there. It hurt her, so when she saw him slip out of camp, she followed. She confronted him about it. In that confrontation, things were said. Emotions were released. She told him that she had fallen in love with him. He loved her back, though she didn't understand why, because of her hideous scars. He claimed that it wasn't the outside that made her beautiful. It was her fearless soul. The cat that had saved his life at the cost of her beauty. That's when their relationship began. Not long afterwards, she became pregnant with his kits. Rookshadow was so happy and excited. Granitestripe, on the other paw, was not. She was hurt and thought he didn't want kits. This was not the case, but she didn't know that. A gap grew between them until they finally spoke about it. He was scared of harming them, but she believed he wouldn't do such a thing. She kitted and they were a happy family. Not many of their kits survived past apprenticeship, though. Fawnwhisker and Liontail were the only ones. Duskclan suddenly split up. There was now Duskclan and Dawnclan. Rookshadow, Granitestripe, and Fawnwhisker left to join Dawnclan, lookin for a new beginning. Then an earthquake struck. It destroyed the old forest, causing the clans to join together and flee. Rookshadow traveled with the queens, helping them with the kits and helping the pregnant ones lean on her, although she was heavily pregnant herself. During that time, she became close friends with a she-cat named Starlingfur. The two were around the same age and, unfortunately, Rookshadow's mate and Starlingfur's ex-mate were best friends. On the journey, she kitted. Not many of her kits lived, though. They grew up traveling and by apprentice-age, they made it to the mountains. In the mountains, some of her kits stayed. She was saddened, but was even more saddened when Granitestripe stayed as well. She understood, though, and continued on with what kits had stayed with the clans. Also on the journey, she was visited by a Starclan cat in her dream. It was her father. Crowstar was back to the proud warrior he had once been when she was a young kit. He stroked her face and cried. He apologized for what had happened between them and he wished he could take it back. She cried too. She cried for a long time. Her father was sorry. She accepted his apology and he started to fade. She begged him not to go, but he just said he loved her and that he would see her in Starclan when it was her time. Finally, they made it to the new territories and Dawnclan settled down. Not too long after, her nephew, Birchtail joined. Everything was perfect..... Until the war broke out. Death was everywhere. Clans invaded clans. Cats attacked clanmates. Bodies littered the forest. Rookshadow tried to defend her clan, although it was hard. And it was even harder when her own son, Foxtooth, attacked her. She didn't want to hurt him. But her son had gone mad. He wasn't in there anymore.His eyes were distant and unforgiving. She was scared and she cried out. But he didn't hear her. He nearly killed her, but she threw him off. She fought back out of instinct and when that instinct disappeared, her son's body was laying in front of her. This caused damage to her mental state. She ran, dodging the bodies. She didn't know who was alive or dead anymore. Bitternwhisker, a close friend and near-mate, helped her. She watched as he died to a ruthless tom named Fognose. After the war, whoever lived became rogues and loners. Those who had once been her friends were now her enemies. She was chased away. She woke up at night, screaming and crying. Her mate and kits were gone. Her friends were gone. Starclan.... was gone. She holed herself up in Stormclan's old territory, trying her hardest to avoid other cats. Trying her best not to get hurt or to hurt anyone else. Now, she's still alone. THREAD TRACKER This section is not necessary, but is provided if a member wishes to keep track of the threads that this character participates in. | ooc info  ☆ NAME☆ Kiba ☆ OTHER CHARACTERS☆ crooked-eye cavernpaw heavypaw duskblaze rook |