i will wait forever )) CHERRY.

[SHADE. :D]

we got problems
we don't know how to
solve them

cherrysmoke.

everywhere we go she-cat
we got some forty eight moons
skeletons that follow serenityclan
we got baggage queen

you know we're gonna drag it

everywhere
we go
for everyone
to see

Cherrysmoke is a small she-cat. She looks, from behind, like a fairly large apprentice, not an aging warrioress. But her muscles show that she has had far more experience than an apprentice. Her paws are small, but square-ish in shape. The toes are well-spaced for balance. Her claws are short but very, very sharp. Cherrysmoke's legs are short but very solid and sturdy, so that she is hard to knock over. Her forelegs lead into a pair of extremely strong shoulders, which can deal out a stinging buffet if you're not careful. Cherrysmoke has a slender stomach and back, but her sturdiness returns in her tail, which is short but whippy. Cherrysmoke has a muzzle of an average length, tipped with dark brown velvet nose. Her teeth are sharp and white as ivory. Her tongue and gums are pink, like a perfect new rose. Her ears are small and pointed at the tips. Her eyes are slightly narrow almond shapes, outlined in mahogany and shaded in lightly with a blue-green hue.

Cherrysmoke has a short, smooth coat of hair that covers her entire body. It is not sleek to touch, but slightly rough. It is not very thick or fluffy, though. The hue of her fur is unusual. It is brown at the first glance, a dark brown, but if you look closer you can see the red threaded through this chocolate brown. This makes her colouring red-brown, or mahogany, to be precise.

in the broken heart's parade
and i'm putting my heart out on display
there's no masquerade, just a funeral
march for love today

Cherrysmoke is not the sort of she-cat that you argue with. She has a fierce temper and strick attitude. She's always very bold and strong in whatever she does. She can be fiery and snappy, too, and sometimes regrets lashing out at other cats. She has a habit of accidentally piling her anger on another cat, or blaming them for her misery when really they were not involved at all. Cherrysmoke is actually a very complex she-cat. She acts as though things don't effect her in the slightest, in a very convincing way, when inside she could be breaking in two. But sometimes, she will just let any grief or sorrow just spill out. Cherrysmoke is not at all afraid of her emotions. She knows that it is foolish to be so. But then again, she does not like being thought weak. She may be sensitive, but she is in no way weak. And she will show any cat who suggests that she is just how wrong they are.

the band strikes up
and they're playing our song
dressed in black and we're
singing along to the
broken heart's parade

and i've never been better than i have today

Cherrykit was born to a she-cat named Vixensmile, and her mate, a tom named Oaktail. She was the only surviving kit in their second litter. Their first litter had been just as disappointing - only one kit survived. Nevertheless, Cherrykit's parents adored and loved her with all their hearts. She had a happy kithood, and befriended a she-cat named Willowkit. She and Willowkit would always listen to her older sister, Butterflypaw, telling them stories about apprenticeship. Cherrykit was very fond of Butterflypaw. On their sixth moon, Cherrykit and Willowkit were made apprentices together. They loved their apprentieship, and trained eagerly. But tragedy was not far behind them, as is common in these happy stories.

Cherrypaw was in camp, cleaning out the elders' den. Willowpaw had been sent out on her hunting assesment. The two were nearing their warrior ceremonies. But Willowpaw's mentor, Larchswipe, returned to camp with a disurbing story. He had fallen asleep on the job. Whilst he slept. Willowpaw had been savaged to death by a dog. Larchswipe had been woken by the sounds and leapt to his apprentice's defense, but by the time he had fought off the dog, Willowpaw was dead. Cherrypaw was utterly devestated. She refused to get over her best friend's death, even when she was gven her warrior name, Cherrysmoke. The clan leader gave Willowpaw her warrior name, Willowtail, despite her being in StarClan.

Soon after, Cherrysmoke encountered a tom named Crescentgaze. He immediatly took a liking to her and tried to comfort her. At first she was having none of it. But eventually his charms broke through and she befriended him. The two became exceptionally close, until one night Crescentgaze confessed love for Cherrysmoke. In shock, she fled, but later that night saught out Crescentgaze and admitted that she felt the same. The two became mates, and soon were blessed with a litter of four kits. Three daughters named Daisykit, Pansykit and Petalkit, and a son named Moonkit. But again, death's claws were closing in on the family. Crescentgaze was plucked from the world as easily as a fox rips the fur from a rabbit's back. Greencough courted him until it killed him.

Cherrysmoke and her kits were shell-shocked and devestated. The blow became a double one when Moonkit later disappeared, and never returned. Since then Cherrysmoke was watched her three daughters blossom into warriors, but still no Moonkit. She has now met her second mate, Blizzardhawk, and nurses his kits. But she still remembers her beloved friend Willowtail and her lost mate Crescentgaze, and she never stops believing Moonkit will return to her.

you got a question:
how do we get it started?
i got an answer
let go of your heart and

vixensmile mother
oaktail father
butterflywing sister
pansyblossom, daisyflower, petalrain, deerkit daughters
moonkit, autumnkit, adderkit, larchkit sons

love it, live it, leave it
and get into it
if you wanna start it
this is how you do it

PAINTING PORTRAITS OF GHOSTS !!

in the broken heart's parade
and i'm putting my heart out
on display there's no masquerade
just a funeral march for
love today

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