Dustpelt
|| General Information ||
|| Name || Dustpelt (Previously; Dustpaw, Dustkit) || Age || 12 Moons || Gender || Female || Clan || ShadowClan || Rank || Warrior || Apprentice || None || Mentor || Duststreak; Goldenflash (Dark Forest) || Conditions || None || Family & Relations || || Orientation || Heterosexual || Relationship Status || Single || Father(s)|| Flickerheart || Mother(s) || Whitesplash || Sister(s) || None || Brother(s) || Lionpaw, Wheatpaw, Russetpaw || In-Law Parents || None || In-Law Sibling(s) || None || In-Law Children || None || Friends || None || Enemies || None || Daughter(s) || None || Son(s) || None || Romantic Interests || Buckpaw (crush) [deceased] || Personality & Appearance || || Main Fur Color || Dusty brown || Markings || Darker brown ears, paws and group of dots under her eyes. Lighter brown muzzle, chest and eye rings. Tail is splattered white to about mid way. || Eye Color || Bright blue || Scars || None || Build || Plump || Personality || A bright and intelligent she-cat, Dustkit grew up being very quiet around her three brothers who'd often cause some sort of shenanigan, however it wasn't unknown for her to take charge and order them about. She's clever and imaginative like her mother, but a bit grumpy like her father. It doesn't take much to get on her bad side and stay there. || Phobias || || Likes || Stories, exploring, games || Dislikes || Purple || Talents & Skills || She's got good ears, as well as a keen intellect. Swift in battle, she can prove to be quite fierce when pressured, however Dustpaw isn't known to be the bravest. || History || Dustpaw was born in ShadowClan to Whitesplash, with three brothers. She was always the quieter one in the group, but started to grow out of that shell when she was made an apprentice, her mentor being Duststreak. At her first training session, she met Buckpaw and Cinderwalk due to the shared grounds during the flooding. She was quite impressed with Buckpaw, and developed a fledgling crush on him despite him being RiverClan. Russetpaw's disappearance, and presumed death, heavily shook the she-cat, causing her to grow more outwards and attached to her remaining siblings. While her mother attempted to comfort her, Dustpaw couldn't shake his loss, feeling as if she were too weak to save him, and began to have nightmares filled with a golden furred tom. |
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