Russetpaw

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-Basic Information-

Name: Cannoli Russetpaw
Age: 9 Moons
Gender: Female
Sexuality: ???
Clan: Sunclan
Rank: Apprentice
Apprentice/Mentor: N/A
Breed: Bruman / Somali / other
Physical appearance: medium weight and build - slightly on the shorter side - fluffy, sleek fur - small-medium, rounded ears - rounded features

-Personal Information-

Personality:
- ambitious
- competitive 
- outwardly confident
- friendly
- arrogant
- adventurous
- self-righteous 
- passively rebellious
- dislikes getting in trouble

Russetpaw's goal is to become clan leader one day. She believes that she would lead the clan pretty well, as she has dealt with multiple crises (though not as many as most of the older clan cats) and gets along well with other cats. She tries to hide her arrogance from other cats, but it slips through occasionally. She often sneaks off to try and talk to cats in the other clans - she really enjoyed the journey, where everyone was mashed together and supported each other, and she thinks that splitting everyone up was stupid and unnecessary. She will disobey the Warrior Code / her leader if she thinks that the rules set are stupid /pointless, AND if she is sure she can get away with it. However, she tends to try her hardest to prove herself with the same authority that she often ignores - she feels as if she needs to be appreciated and thought highly of by those in charge. In general, she really likes making friends - although, in the long term, she has a hard time keeping up with everyone. She generally has a hard time in long-lasting relationships at all, romantic or otherwise. She gets distracted by new things easily, and often builds relationships around the idea of climbing in the ranks of the clan rather than building them with the idea that she would want to have fun, supportive relationships with others. She has little to no interest in romantic relationships. 


Likes:
- soft green things
- birds (thrush is her favorite food)
- heights 
- feeling useful / helpful
- flowers
- being right
- praise

Dislikes:
- the sound of rushing water
- frogs / fish
- mud
- being scolded
- having someone else be disappointed in her (though she often pretends to be indifferent)

Fears:
- drowning
- being forgotten

Desires:
- becoming clan leader
- all the clans to join together (so she doesn't have to worry about boundaries / fighting between clans)
- to find her family members again someday


History: 

     Selene was a Burmese that lived under the care of a pair of Twolegs on the edge of town. Their backyard bordered a small forest, where another cat lived - a tom by the name of Dash. Dash was a loner, and lived off of the scant amount of prey that lived among the trees with him. He met Selene on the edge of her garden one sunny afternoon, and they soon became tentative friends - Selene was curious about life on the outside, and Dash admired Selene's curiosity and general pleasant demeanor. The kits were born a number of moons after they met - two females, Cannoli and Caviar. The kits grew up knowing both of their parents, and both seemed to enjoy the life they were living. However, the couple that owned Selene were not prepared to keep so many cats, and set the two kittens up for adoption. It was only after Caviar was taken that Dash found out. He took Cannoli away after that, determined to keep at least one of his kits, and he and Selene had a falling out - though she was still allowed to visit her remaining kit, she and Dash did not encounter each other on friendly terms again. Cannoli was taught the basics of living in the wild under the care of her father. When she reached 5 months, he decided that she was old enough to wander by herself, and would leave her for short periods of time. This, however, was a mistake. 

     Cannoli was hunting alone in the forest, her father off on some errand or another, when the clan cats came. At first, Cannoli hid - but as she observed from the shadows and took in the lean, bedraggled group of cats, some instinct tugged at her. As the cats settled down, some going out to hunt, she decided to help them. She gathered as much prey as she could catch and brought them into the group. The cats welcomed the food, and welcomed her in as well. As the clans prepared to leave the following day, she prepared with them. She had told her mother the night before, and knew that her father would be informed of her departure. 

     As soon as she reached six moons among the clan cats, she was given the name Russetpaw, as well as a mentor to teach her the ways of the clan. She picked things up along the way, and soon felt as if she belonged with the group. She shared their doubt and fear on the journey, shared their happiness as they found the silver river, shared their curiosity and determination as they set up their camps in their new home. She has been training hard since her initiation into the clan, and has ambitions of becoming leader one day. 


Other:
- feels guilty about leaving her dad
- part of her regrets leaving the twolegplace, as she loved her father dearly, but feels that she will have made up for the loss once she feels fully "adopted" by the clan
- never really felt that attached to her mother & barely remembers her sister
- doesn't want to have kits
- believes in starclan, but also believes that they're just a bunch of dead cats (and therefore don't have as much power as everyone seems to think they do)
- really frustrated that her clan is mostly males
- doesn't care about age or borders that much in terms of mates or friends
- hates her kittypet name
- wishes she had never been a kittypet, but didn't mind being a rogue 
- one constant thought that goes through her mind is "How can I turn this into me getting closer to becoming deputy?"
- she is absurdly obsessed with rising in the clan - she thinks it will make up for leaving her father, and thinks it will free her from the need to prove herself to authority (a trait that she hates). 

Songs:
-Put a Light On (Generationals)

-Family-

Mother: Selene

Father: Dash

Siblings: Caviar

Mate: None

Kits: None

-Mentors/Apprentices-

Mentor: N/A

Apprentice: None

-Relationships-

 = Acquaintance
 = Unsure
 = Friend
 = Good Friend
 = Buddy
 = Best Friend
 = Attraction/Likeable
 = Crush
 = Love
 = Mate
 = Dislike
 = Hate/Despise
 = Suspicious
 = Jealous
 = Respect
 = Family
 = Mentor/Apprentice

-Roleplay Sample-
RP Example: Cassiel padded across soft carpeting and into a room where toys were strewn everywhere. 'The playroom,' Mia thought, 'there are nice soft things in here. The grabby child likes them.' Cassiel ignored the thoughts of the cat, turning his attention outward to the room. There were windows scattered around the walls of the room, and the cat crept to one near a corner before leaping to the sill. The window was open, as it always was, and a cool winter breeze drifted into the room. Mia fluffed her furn against the cold; Cassiel merely flicked an ear with annoyance as he acknowledged that the cold might cause problems in the future. Cassiel caused the vessel to step out onto the roof of the house, his claws coming out to grip the hard surface. The two slinked across the strange material, moving toward an old oak tree that grew next to the house. Cassiel made the vessel leap forward, paws outstretched, and managed to swing himself up onto a branch. He scaled the tree downwards, ignoring Mia's protests. 'How do you even know how to DO this? Do you know if it's safe? What if there are MORE big men out there? Or grabby children? Or yappy dogs?' 'I KNOW BECAUSE I HAVE OBSERVED THIS EARTH FOR CENTURIES. I KNOW THE INNER WORKINGS OF EVERY ANIMAL ON THE PLANET. IT IS NOT SAFE FOR YOU, BUT IT IS SAFE FOR ME. I WILL PROTECT YOU; I NEED YOUR VESSEL. I CANNOT LEAVE IT. I KNOW NOT WHY. ALSO, STOP TALKING LIKE THAT, YOU ARE NOT A KITTEN ANYMORE. SPEAK LIKE AN ADULT CAT.'