tranquilrain [of] thunderclan

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Tranquilrain

the very blood of me|xx

She-cat

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Warrior

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ThunderClan

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Tranquilrain is not, 'delicate' nor is she a 'petite' she-cat that holds vainity in her personality. She is lean, and somewhat hefty for her breed of cat. Her legs are long, each packed with a balance of lean muscle for running and pouncing. Tran has somewhat large paws, yet still dainty-like since of her being a she-cat. They are equipped with clear white and brown claws. Her head is round, yet still slender for a touch of feminine. Her ears are large in size, but deafness is in the future for this she-cat, and her hearing is already going away.

Moving onto her pelt it is short, though it does lenghthen a tad for leafbare. Its coloration begins with silver, which is gradually darker upon her back, and becomes lighter as it goes down her sides, head, and legs. The silver fades away into a soft white as it reaches her chest, muzzle, belly, inner thighs, and tail. Her legs, paws, and muzzle are lightly splotched with tan hinting of a different colored parent. Tran is heavily striped with thick black stripes, and there is a visible M on her forehead hinting of tabby descent. The stripes break as they go down her neck and legs, and become thick long spots.

Tranqilrain has very odd eyes, they are round almond shaped. The coloring is what is odd. One eye, her right, is a rich golden-amber color. The other, her left, is a nice hazel green, with bits of brown ringing the outside of the iris.

Her body is full of history. She has old battle scars that scatter around her shoulders, and a distinctive notch in her ear. Her tail seems to be missing a bit of the tip, and there are teeth marks in her right forepaw.

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Watch me sleep
I'm laying down now
I'm enjoying my peace

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Again like I said Tran is not 'delicate', 'petite', nor is she vain. She is...well, a mix of emotions. At the start she will be quiet, merely to observe the ones confronting her, even if they are clanmates. She will let them talk more, and if they feel like she wants to be left alone she will speak up and say continue or something polite like that. To friends she is different.

She will most likely be a peacemaker of the group, trying to end fights with words rather than tooth and claw. Tran has a way with words and calming cats down. She is one to rely on with secrets and will say nothing. At times she will smile, keeping things hidden beneath it. She has that sort of problem with speaking her own feelings, causing others to wonder if she has other emotions besides happiness.

Sadness, grief, and anger, those are emotions that are kept away, hidden from other eyes. She will cry in places where she is alone. Training helps her keep from breaking down emotionally before her friends or family. In battle, that is where she shows her anger, her hate, her grief. She is quick on her paws, showing a fast speed. Tooth and claw aids her in most battles. Having poor hearing is why she relies on others to help when needed.

Family, as in a mate and kits, is a dream for the she-cat. She wishes it one day, seeing as it is mostly every she-cats wish...well some.

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Before her birth two ThunderClan warriors had become best friends. Waterfallheart, her mother, and Blacksand, her father, seemed to always do things together. They hunted, faught, trained, and slept together. Who knew these two cats would fall in love? A moon later they had expressed their feelings, telling words of love and affection. Well...kittens were apart of this relationship. Waterfallheart announced to her friends she was pregnant with Blacksand's kits, all were happy that there were new additions to the clan.

The day of her birth everything was smooth sailing. Three were born in the litter. The largest was Crimsonkit, he was black, with a rusty muzzle and belly. The second largest was Tranquilkit, a silver she-cat with black stripes and tan splotches, and a white muzzle and belly. The last was a hazel brown stillborn named Hazelkit, she was buried right after everything settled.

As they grew older the two siblings were very active with other kits. They often played tag or romped around the nursery. Crimsonkit loved to chase his mother's tail, while Tranquilkit would rather lay and listen to her father's stories. She was so intranced with them, listening of stories of Firestar, and his quest. Her favorite cat of history seemed to be Feathertail, and the great Bluestar. The other kits often picked on her because of her eyes, seeing they are two different colors.

As the moons rolled by they were both six moons. Crimsonpaw had gotten a tough looking male named Torrentclaw, who trained Crimsonpaw to the bone, who would come back shaking in fear, always cowering at the name of Torrentclaw. Tranquilpaw, however had gotten a mentor named Cloudmind, who was a nice and sassy she-cat.

The first thing she was trained about was being vain and full of yourself got you nowhere but left a trail of misery and hate in your path. She was taught to fight, be swift and go with your resources such as claws, fangs, and of course cunning tactics. Grief and sadness started when Crimsonpaw came back a mess, he was cold, wet, smelt of waste and blood, every time someone said Torrentclaw he would be crying and cowering in fear. Everyone thought something, but said nothing.

Each night it was worse, and Tran was getting tired of this. She and Cloudmind went out for a tracking lesson, the trackees, Crimsonpaw and Torrentclaw of course. They were found were Torrentclaw was beating up Crimsonpaw. They yelled for him to stop, but of course he did not. Cloudmind hissed at him, claws flashing in pure white as she attacked him. He kicked her away and slashed open Crimsonpaw's throat.

Next the large stone gray tom attacked Cloudmind, the white she-cat told Tran to stay with Crimsonpaw's body while she faught him. Doing so she nosed her brother's cold fur. It was soaked with blood, and smelled sickly of waste. All she could do was watch as blood poured from his throat, his body twitching though he was dead. Lifeless gray optics were shut and she groomed him. Turning to the battle it didn't look so good. Cloudmind was bleeding everywhere, and so was Torrentclaw. In aid she attacked Cloudmind, biting his shoulders and head to try and make it easy for Cloudmind.

He was strong, and she was just learning. He threw her off and bit Cloudmind, and he started to drag her toward the stream. Tran shook herself and regained her balance. Seeing a path of blood she followed it, only to be to late. They were on a frozen stream and the ice was thin. Torrentclaw and Cloudmind were already over the limit. Tranquilpaw ran out trying to save Cloudmind from the cracking ice. Bowling into Torrentclaw she knocked him down, breaking the ice and dragging the three cats in. Torrentclaw thrashed as he was brought downstream. Cloudmind had enough strength left to pull Torrentpaw back onto the ice, before letting the water whisk her away.

A patrol of warriors, along with her parents, found her and her dead brother and brought them back to camp. Crimsonpaw was buried and the 'funeral' was emotional. Tran and her mother cried most of the time, yet their father was stockstill, holding in his emotion. The next few weeks were rocky. Tranquilpaw was given a new mentor, a warrior named Blacksnow, who had tried cheering her up and making her happy.

The training went by easily, seeing she was determined to get stronger. The tomboy she-cat grew into a fine new warrior. They day of her ceremony it rained, and she was named Tranquilrain in honor of the rain. Her parents had caught greencough which was going around. It had turned into whitecough and killed them both. Tran mourned for her whole family, seeing as she was the last of her families bloodline for now. Now she serves as a warrior of ThunderClan, loyal to the heart.


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The cold bitter wind rustled the thick fur of the crouching she-cat. The day had turned from bad to worse. The tracking lesson Cloudmind had taken her on was going horribly wrong. Her odd-eyes flashed in the shadows of the bush, watching the large stone gray tom attack and beat up her brother. She bit her bottom lip, tears welling up in her eyes. "Stop this Torrentclaw! Leave him alone!" she cried out in plee. The stone gray tom only glanced at her with malice in his blue eyes.

"Torrentclaw in the name of StarClan stop this madness and let the apprentice go!" the soft vocalines of her mentor rang out, reading of hatred and shock. What could she do now? Watching a white flash shoot out toward the tom she crouched lower, watching them bawl.

"Tran, go to your brother, leave this traitor to me!" the white she-cats voice rang in her ears. Without question the silver she-cat darted out to the deathstill body of her brother, her kin. Bringing her nose to his shoulder she shivered at how cold he was. His black and rust colored pelt was matted, blood soaking various spots.

"Good...bye sister...avenge me," the soft meows were the last she heard from her brother, he began choking on his own blood. Tranquilpaw touched his muzzle, and began to cry, they dripped down, mixing with the crimson puddle beneath her sibling. Rolling him onto his side began to groom his pelt, going over the sad truth.

Her brother was dead.


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