The [Runner] of [Vine]s

[Dansen[Mouse]]

Vinepaw

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Vinekit Vinerunner
Female
12 moons
Apprentice
BrightClan

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My looks...hm, how do I tell them. I look like a tigress, a wonderfully sleek warrior with ebony colored claws that are always kept sharp, fur that shines like the moon and eye that are as fierce as the sun. Everyone is always jealous of my beautiful and unique fur, wishing that their pelts could be just like mine. Or so I wish...

The truth? My pelts as dull as a dead bird. When I was a kit it was always matted, but ever since I became an apprentice me and my siblings have began to groom each other just enough to keep the dirt out of it, but we never have the energy to give each other a proper cleaning. Just enough to keep the prey coming. We sleep in the far corner away from the entrance to the apprentices den. I've constantly had nightmares about my father scooping us out of the den because it was easy for him to do with us sleeping at the front, so we stay in the back.

But yeah, under all that dull fur is the pelt of a warrior that shines like the moon, all brown and light brown with black stripes covering my entire body, with white under my muzzle and a little on my chest. My claws are an ebony color while my eyes are a sunshine yellow that can light up the Clan. I'll never stop dreaming to become that shining warrior, though.

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I can be fierce and loyal, loving too and always willing to die for my Clan and what I believe in. Of course you would never really knew. I live in constant fear of my father, always shying away from other, fearing that anyone I get close too he would beat or kill. I hardly even know my brothers. The only real cat I hang around is Berryleaf because she's a warrior. She hates my father as much as I do and has protected me from him more then once, she's even protected my siblings a few times. She's extremely mother like and I look up too her often, hoping to one day be like her.

I'm extremely jumpy and will cry out at night from random nightmares that mostly have to do with my father, sometimes mother too. When I hunt, I'm great in front of others, but terrible around my parents. I fear the beatings father often gives me, I fear my mother rejection of us, and I fear almost everything in my Clan.

But I'm hopeful too. Father has always tried to crush that in my siblings and I, but I'm always hopeful for the future and the day I'll be able to stand up against my father. I long for the day when I can stand up and show my father I'll no longer be his scratching tree, that I'm not as weak as I seem and that I'll one day rise above him.

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Parents


I hate them, I really do. But I also fear them, father the most. You see, father was originally from EclipseClan and my mother was from here, BrightClan. I don't know how they met or way mother let her first litter of kits go to EclipseClan, but she did. They were raised there by another queen and my older brother was given father as a mentor. Then one night before their Warrior ceremonies father told them everything, for he had never told them that he was their father. They got mad and attacked him, forcing him off EclipseClan territory. At least, that was what I was told by mother. She never told me there names, but she said that they were evil cats who shouldn't be trusted.

But I have a feeling that if I ever met them, I may have second thoughts about it. I know they must be great warriors and I long to meet them but I fear that father would forbid me meeting them, I don't even know there names. Perhaps I will one day meet them because they might look like my parents.

Kithood

I had a horrid kithood. Mother scarcely feed us so we were always hungry. We were barely paid any attention and father would push us around often, as if we were his own rag dolls. A few of the other queens wanted to help but one time one of the queens feed us father beat her the next day. Mother made sure we were feed just enough so we didn't look too thin, but that was it. Everyone in the Clan knew we were being abused but with no proof they could do nothing. Mother would just say we were naturally thin and didn't eat much while father claimed he didn't beat the other cats.

Me and my siblings were hardly caught outside of the nursery, our pelts were always dull and filthy from lack of care and hardly any sun. We scarcely spoke and almost never cried, from fear from our father or no energy, I can't be too sure. Probably both. I'll never forget our apprentice ceremony. All the other apprentices fur was smooth and sleek, their parents proud of their young kits. Our fur was dull and slightly matted, our mother looked happy to finally be out of the nursery while father was probably thinking of how much more he could push us around.

Apprenticeship

Being an apprentice now in horrible. When I'm out hunting with my father he'll often scare off the prey I'm about to catch, then beat me for missing it when it was clearly his fault. Out of all my siblings, I fear I'm the one he loves to torment the most. Mother would lazily watch me hunting before snatching away my freshly caught prey and tell everyone that she caught it and that I was too stupid to catch any of my own prey. If I don't catch anything for her to boast about, she'll tell father and I'll get another beating. Either way I'm constantly stuck in a corner and that corner hurts.

My very first gathering, only me and two of my brothers, Viperpaw and Vermilionpaw, attended. My other brother and sister, Tumblingpaw and Eveningpaw, were stuck at camp for 'fighting' when it was clearly my father who nearly mauled them. Anyway, we got a chance to meet Raincatcher, my older brother who lived in EclipseClan after father left. I was dying to talk too him, even just for a moment, but I saw my father from across the hollow glaring at Raincatcher. With out taking my eyes off father, I asked the warrior to go away. He saw father too and seemed to guess what was going on and left, but not without promising that he would help us. I just hope it will be soon before one of us get killed.

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Rp that won her:

A small, tiger like apprentice cautiously made her way out of the apprentice den where she had been sleeping. It was easy to mistake this loving cat for a kit because she ate very little, no more then half a mouse. From being constantly abused by her own birth parents, she never did eat much as a kit, and because of that she was as thin as a fire burned stick. Her fur was dull, though it had a slight shine to it from her washings but she never had enough energy to make it really glow. She even remembered her own apprentice ceremony, all the other apprentices fur was glossy and sleek, hers was slightly matted and dry from the way her mother neglected to wash her. After finding the coast clear she finally pulled herself away from the den and out toward the clearing where she slowly made her way outside the camp tunnel.

"Where are you off too at such an early time?" a female voice asked from behind her. She squeaked out in surprise, fearing it was her own mother before finding that it was Berryleaf instead, the warriors eyes were full of pity for Vinepaw. Another cat pulled out from the camp entrance and to her horror it was her own father. "Where are you going without a warrior?" the tom asked in a annoyed voice, though to Vinepaw it sounded more like a hiss. She pressed herself into the forest floor, half wishing it would open up and save her from this nightmare. Suddenly Berryleaf stood in between them and starred at Windystorm, her eyes mere slits.

"She isn't without a warrior, I'm taking her hunting. Its your turn for sentry duty." Berryleaf never liked Windystorm and had always suspected kit abuse but without proof she could never confront the leader about it. Vinepaw feared a fight was about to explode between the two cats but surprisingly her father gave Berryleaf a last glare before turning around too sit in front of the camp entrance and watch as his daughter and the warrior walk off into the forest to find fresh-kill for the Clan.

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Windystorm - Father

Raccoonmask - Mother

Viperpaw - Brother

Tumblingpaw - Brother

Vermilionpaw - Brother

Eveningpaw - Sister

Tortoiseclaw - Sister[earlier litter][EclipseClan]

Wavedancer - Sister[earlier litter][EclipseClan]

Raincatcher - Brother[earlier litter][EclipseClan]

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PaintingPortraitsofGhosts

[(aurora) of the problematique]

<sub>Wow, Mouse, Really good biography *karma*

Accepted.</sub>

[Dansen[Mouse]]

Thanks a bunch, Auurie <3