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Name: Ebonyfire
Age: 27 moons
Gender: Shecat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Boneclan
Breed: Pixie-Bob
Personality:

Ebonyfire is the quiet strong cat. She was a very strong will to live freely and respctfully. She is quiet but smart enough to vioce her opinion if she feels strongly about something. She fair and see's nod differences in any cat. She believe in equality. Ebonyfire is sweet and sompassionate about her fighting skills. She loves the idea of taking down her enemies. She takes pride in her defeats, and keeps her skills in top notch. If she isnt patroling, mentoring, or hunting; she is practicing.
She has a small fear of becoming a queen. She loves being a warrior and she would feel closed in as a queen, and wishes never to be one. She also believes mates would be distracting and vows never to fall in love.
Ebonyfire is slightly self conscience of her looks.
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Apperance:

Ebonyfire got her name from her rare dark amber eyes that burn like a fire. She has large kitten light ear with a small tuffs of fur at the tips. She had a nub of a tail with a dark fur at the end. She is striped a dark brown black with ginger and brown under. Her belly is a dirty white. Her paw are large and strong with short needle like claws. Speaking of her paws, each of her front paws has an extra toe.
She is strongly built, always excersing. You can see her juscles flew in her strong legs. Her legs are a bit longer than other cats and are made greatly for jumping. However it makes for an unattractive she-cat.
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History:

Ebonyfire was born into the clan like any other warrior. Her name was Ebonykit, her mother, Thrushstep, was old and for her last litter she had Ebonykit. Ebonykit had a happy kit hood and had many friends. She was really popular and fun. She was always the one the other kits went to for a game. she was always looked at like a great friend. So she graduated to apprenticeship. As Ebonypaw, she trained hard and grew to be one of the strongest she-cats. She surpassed all the other apprentices in fighting. However, she didnt do so well in hunting. She was too anxious and jumpy. She was lucky to bring home a mouse. After a while she was able to hunt like an average warrior or a little below. But she was a really good fighter. So she became Ebonyfire.

RPG Example:

Long rays of ember fire cast down around the fire lit rocks. The circle of rocks against the morning sun, rising up to light a new day.
Casting a tall muscular shadow on the dancing rays of hot sun was Ebonyfire. A strongly built she-cat with a dusty brown striped pelt. She was sitting, squinting at the sun as it rises slowly, waking any creatures that might actually call BoneClan territory home. There are some. Cats. Like Ebonyfire. They live together in a clan. These cats provide for the weaker, younger, and sick. They work together. Ebonyfire stood up, turned slowly, placing her large paws carefully in place. Her stub of a tail position up. Her kitten like ears errect and listening for any approaching creatures.
Ebonyfire had woken early and left camp to watch the sun rise. It had been a long time since she last saw it come up with out being distracted. She used to watch it all the time as a kit, but lately after she became a warrior she hadnt. All her warrior duties have kept her from her most favorite part of the day.
Ebonyfire began walking, but a scuttle of little feet made her pause. A mouse, she thought. Standing perfectly still, as still a cat like her could be. She watched as the mouse came into view.
She dropped to a crouch and waited for the mouse to wander closer. She edged over to it, then pounced at it.
"Caught it!" she meowed.
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From where?:

[Frosty]

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Oh wait I wanted her in Boneclan.

[Frosty]

Done