" she was the cat who was ruthless "

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☆ Adult situations
☆ Excessive religious mentions
☆ Excessive blood/gore
☆ Excessive violance
☆ Excessive fighting
☆ Excessive death
☆ Betrayal

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New-Leaf
(Spring)

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Willow

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She-Cat

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24 moons

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BloodClan

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Leader

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Dusk

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Willow is a beautiful and elegant grey tabby she-cat. She is rather small in build, as she was the runt of the litter. She has piercing icy blue eyes and a distinct pink nose. She has lighter and darker shades of grey that blend nicely around her pelt. She has a single scar that runs across her shoulder, and a knicked ear. Her tail is rather long, and she has a short but thick coat of fur. She wears a purple collar that has hawk talons, dog teeth, cat teeth, and cat claws lodged into it. Her claws are reinforced with dog teeth.

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On the outside, Willow is a cold and harsh individual. She's one that's able to kill without hesitation, having little to no respect for the lives of those that oppose her. Her icy blue eyes seem to slice right through you. She has a sharp tongue and little to no patience with those that choose to go against her. She is prideful and calculating. Due to her father, Jag, being the past leader, she caught some of his traits of ambition and ruthlessness. She is loyal to her Clan, though nobody would dare question her motives. She has more blood on her paws than she would choose to admit. Her slightly smaller size and her being a she-cat makes many underestimate her, but those in BloodClan fear her very name, because of her deadly nature. Behind closed doors, Willow can be a bit affectionate and gentle, but it's a side of her that doesn't come out much.

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Someone that she can stand by.

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Night

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Jag (Dead, Past Leader) : Large dark grey tabby tom with long claws, six white points, and a blue, tooth studded collar with dog tooth claws.
- Manipulative, impulsive, aggressive

Lily (Kittypet) : Elegant pale grey tabby she-cat, with long fur, and with a white chest, paws, and underbelly, with blue eyes and a pink collar.
- Worrisome, watchful, protective

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Night (Warrior) : Dark grey tabby tom with long fur and six white points, with dark amber eyes and a grey, tooth studded collar with dog teeth claws.
- Unpredictable, ruthless, menacing

Rose (Kittypet) : Light, pale grey tabby she-cat with blue eyes and long fur, with four white points and a turquoise collar.
- Friendly, gentle, curious

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Scree (Deputy) : Large, dark brown tabby tom with a scarred muzzle and long fur, who has icy blue eyes and a green tooth studded collar and dog tooth claws.
- Posessive, calculating, harsh

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Things were so simple, long ago.
You were born to your kittypet mother, Violet.
Your mother Violet was friends with a kittypet named Lily that lived next door. Lily had her own litter of kits not long after you were born.
You had met and played with Lily's three kits along with your siblings.
You were close with Night, Rose, and Willow.
But especially Willow.

Willow was the runt of the litter, but she was a confident and gusty spirit. She was playful, and kind, and you cared for her very much. The two of you were the best of friends, stuck together like pine sap.

That is, until the event happened.

You were out in Lily's housefolk's yard, playing with Willow and Night. Lily was watching over you with affection in her eyes.
That's when seven cats lept into the yard suddenly, hissing and snarling as they surrounded you and Lily's two kits, her other kit, Rose, inside. They pinned Lily to the ground, and she couldn't do anything, no matter how hard she tried.
A large dark brown tabby tom walked over, his eyes narrowed.
You remembered how scary he looked, as he sniffed at the three of you, before he nodded to Willow and Night, sensing Lily's scent predominantly on them.
"We'll be taking these two. My kits will not be raised as kittypets," the tom hissed.
You cried out as the tom picked up Willow by the scruff and another cat took Night.
Just like that, they were gone.

Lily and her remaining kit, Rose, grieved for the lost Willow and Night.
You especially grieved for Willow.
She was never coming back.
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Moons have passed.
Your kittypet days are long behind you.
You've become a rogue, living on the edge of the forest. You had traveled far around, and were near the city.
You had heard that a dangerous group of cats lived near the city, cats that lived in a clan of sorts.
However, you payed no mind.
They were only rumors, right?

You had ventured into the city one day. It was late at night, and you were crossing one of the alleyways when you heard a yowl, before a small but muscular body crashed into yours.
Within seconds you were pinned, sharp claws at your throat as your attacker pinned you down.
It was a she-cat.
"What are you doing, trespassing in BloodClan territory?" The she-cat snarled, her icy blue eyes catching the light.

You were shocked, and you were about to speak before the memories of Willow flooded over you, from when you were a kit.
Her scent was familiar, even though it was so strange now as well.
You were appalled.
Could this really be Willow?
Your Willow, from all those years ago?

What do you do?

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Telling Me by Koven

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❦  r o l e p l a y ⋆ r e q u i r e m e n t s ❦
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☆ Must be a rouge
☆ Must be male
☆ Must be 24-25 moons
☆ Must be determined and confident
☆ Must have past according to scenario