| N A M E |

Maplefang

| G E N D E R |

female

| P R O N O U N S |

she/her

| A G E |

twenty five moons

| S E X U A L I T Y |

bisexual

| C L A N |

Thunderclan

| R A N K |

warrior

| A P P E A R A N C E |

Maplefang is a fairly large and muscular she cat whose fur is dappled in gingers, browns, blacks and whites. She has a long feathery tail and pink nose, which stands out against all the white on her face. Her fur is a little longer then a short furred cat, and is especially long by her neck, creating a soft pillowy white. She has pale yellow-green eyes and a couple scars.

| P E R S O N A L I T Y |

A very implusive cat, one who tends to jump into things headfirst. She's very headstrong and usually doesn't use her head when doing things. She relies heavily on her gut instinct, which sometimes ends well, sometimes doesn't. She's not one to hold her tongue, and if she thinks something is unfair, she'll speak out, even if it's to challenge a cat with higher authority. Naturally, this can land her in trouble and she can be seen as disrespectful for speaking out  of turn, especially since she's so young. She's extremely stubborn and can be unwilling to change her mind, often described as hard-headed. She absolustely is, and will stand by her beliefs no matter what. Her brash personality tends to especially shine in the heat of the moment, though she isn't always like that. Despite having strong opinions, a sharp tongue and bad decision making skills; she's a loyal cat to her clan. You can depend on her to try her best for her clan and by relation, clanmates. 

| S T R E N G T H S |

Maplefang is a good fighter, relying on her natural cat instincts to battle enemies. She also has sharp hearing.

| W E A K N E S S E S |

She dislikes tree-climbing because her large frame makes it hard to climb trees. Her impulsive nature too, because it causes her to do things she'll regret later.

| L I K E S |

Battle training, being right, competitions, winning, being able to relax

| D I S L I K E S |

Tree-climbing, losing, being made to do something she doesn't want to do, rouges, fish

| B A C K S T O R Y |

Maplefang was born to Honeyflame and Stoatclaw of Thunderclan, along with her sisters Mosspool and Cloudfeather. 

| E X T R A |

Maplefang's mentor was a senior warrior named Kestrelcurl, who unfortuntaly died in a rouge attack

| S C E N A R I O |

Life within Thunderclan has always been a peaceful one. Sure there was the occasional border skirmish or some badger or fox sniffing around, but it had never been anything too crazy. You were happy, and so were your clanmates. Well, until things changed.

One day your clanmate Mistpelt dashed into camp, looking ruffled. She said that there were some cats at the border, wanting to talk to the leader; Stormstar. Rouges, she said. Three of them. With the possibility of a ambush, the leader selected a few warriors to come with him. Both you and Maplefang were not of the selected cats, and instead would stay at camp to guard the place. Your denmate sulked about it, but leapt to her paws once the group returned. Apparently the rouges wanted to start some sort of group, and needed land to do so. They wanted some of Thunderclan's land, and had hoped Stormstar would gift them some. It was a natural no, and the rouges had turned away respectfully. Strange, and very unsettling.

About two moons later, you were on a patrol with Maplefang and two others. Suddenly a apprentice from the clan ran over, out of breath and trembling. "Rouges! They've attacked us! Stormstar sent me to get help!" You were so far from camp, but you all ran as quick as you could to camp. When you returned however, the rouges were gone. 

Apparently they had streamed in suddenly, launching a huge surprise attack. They'd torn down dens, stolen fresh kill and wounded many warriors. Then, they had ran out, with the leader snarling a threat to Stormstar that if he didn't give up some land, the whole clan would suffer. The brutality was shocking and you heard a queen wailing.

"Acornkit! They've taken Acornkit!" Poor Dawnlight was heartbroken. She'd turned away to help defend the elders, and they'd stolen her kit. The clan was in a huge uproar, and it didn't help that the deputy was in the medicine cat den wounded, and Stormstar was a little stunned.

That night, no cat could sleep, everyone was on edge. There was alot of tossing and turning, and the next day was no better. You noticed that Maplefang had slipped out of camp and curiously, you followed her. There was a faint scent trail she seemed to be following, one that belonged to the rouges. 

You were certain that you'd been quiet but after a few moments, her ears twitched back and she spun around, facing you. "Why're you following me?" She asked, getting straight to the point.  [your response]

| R E Q U I R E M E N T S |

- must be in Thunderclan

- must be a warrior

- cannot have previously been a rouge/clan outsider