Maplepelt | ThunderClan | Deputy

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Name: Maplepelt
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: ThunderClan
Status: Deptuty

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Appearance:

Maplepelt has light olive-green eyes, that sparkle in the moonlight. Her eyes stand out especially in the night, and Maplepelt is easily distinguished by cats of other Clans by these green eyes of hers. Her pelt is a light brown, and her fur is thick. Her brown pelt changes slightly, with streaks of a darker brown color. Maplepelt's muzzle is more of a caramel color. She has a few black streaks on her fur, too. Maplepelt also has some white streaks on her pelt, and the streaks of colors are randomly on her fur. Maplepelt's fur is rough, but not too rough. Maplepelt's pelt is rather spiky, with zig-zags. She grooms herself, of course, but her fur is naturally spiky. Her tail is fluffy, and long. She has an orange nose, and sharp claws. Maplepelt is tall, but not the tallest of all cats. She's slim, though she's still strong. Maplepelt is described by most cats as a "beautiful she-cat." Maplepelt has a few scars, too. One of her ears has a cut on it, and she has a cut on her hind leg, too. She has a serious expression, though when you look at her green eyes, you could see her amusement and her bright side.

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Personality:

Maplepelt is described to have a great personality, because she's sweet but fierce. Ever since she was a kit, Maplepelt had been quite a shy cat. She didn't talk to most, and was quiet, but bold. She wasn't afraid of anything, and loved to explore, and make jokes. Maplepelt is quite a humorous cats, and always makes jokes. She can see the bright side of things, but can also tell when things are bad. Maplepelt isn't a perfect cat, and she knows it. She's got a lot of flaws, actually. Maplepelt is quite young for a deputy. She's sensitive and gets offended easily, and trusts other cats too easily. She's fierce with cats from other Clans, but is also sweet to them. Some cats had told her that she wasn't fit to be a deputy, because she was too nice to other cats. Maplepelt became a deputy anyways. She's caring to the cats in her Clan, and has spirit. She's eager to do anything, even help clean the elders' nests. Maplepelt is a strong she-cat, though she is slim. Maplepelt is soft, and but it doesn't stop her from being a tough cat. She's strict, but soft, too. Maplepelt is quite an interesting she-cat.

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History:

"Come on!" Halfear called to his sister. "I'll join you in the Twoleg Place as a kittypet." he murmured. "I don't want you to leave this kits of yours in WindClan." he whispered. "The cats there might suspect something." His sister, Queenie, nodded. "Okay, Halfear." she murmured. Their brown pelts blended in with the ground. "I know that you want to stay." Queenie told him. "I know your going to miss Forestfoot. And what about your apprentice?" Halfear hesitated. "Queenie, I know that you need my help. I've told Forestfoot that I'm leaving and never coming back. She's coming with me." Queenie nodded. "Mudpelt, are you there?" she called softly. A brown tabby appeared, purring. "Queenie!" he smelt of WindClan. "Won't you think it's strange that three cats from WindClan just disappeared?" he asked. "No. They know that there had been a fox nearby. They'll assume we were eaten by the fox." Halfear spoke softly. Mudpelt paused for a few minutes. "Queenie." he spoke softly. "Where will Forestfoot and Halfear stay? Surely your human won't take in three cats." Queenie hesitated. "Can't you be loners?" she asked. Halfear nodded. "Come and visit me." she murmured. Halfear nodded.

The next day, Forestfoot and Halfear sneaked out of the Warriors' Den, and out of WindClan camp. "Queenie," he whispered. "Where are you?" Forestfoot slowly padded up to the white fence of Queenie's house, and sighed. "I'm here." she called from inside. "My kits are here, too. I had them this morning. My housefolk took me to a cutter." she told them. Halfear and Forestfoot could hear the kits playing inside of the fence. Mudpelt came up behind the two. "Queenie." he purred. "The kits are beautiful!" Queenie nodded. "I named two of them. This tom here is Bark-kit. This one is Littlekit." Mudpelt purred. "I love the names, and I'm sure they would have made great warriors one day. Queenie sighed. "It's your decision on what to name the other two." Mudpelt looked at the two kits. "This one will be Maplekit." he purred. "And this one is Sandkit." Queenie nodded. "I love their names!" she exclaimed with a purr. "Oh, can we please keep two of them?" she asked. "I know that my housefolk won't keep all of the kits, and will be curious what happened to the other two kits, but I'm sure that she'll understand that they were sent to ThunderClan." Mudpelt nodded. It was Halfear who suggested that they grew up in ThunderClan. Forestfoot and Halfear waved goodbye with their tails and started padding towards the barn. "Bye, Queenie!" Forestfoot called. "We'll visit you soon!"

Queenie let out a purr, and then faced Mudpelt. "Will you take Sandkit and Maplekit to ThunderClan, please?" she asked kindly. Mudpelt nodded. "I will." he told her. Taking the kits with him as he jumped out of the garden, he looked around. Putting them on the ground, he stared straight at them, and he carried them into ThunderClan territory. "Stay." he murmured, then waved goodbye with his tail. "I'll see you soon. Visit me in the Twoleg Place." the two kits nodded, and squirmed away. They were found the next day by a ThunderClan queen, who took them in. The ThunderClan warriors assumed that Forestheart, Halfear, and Mudpelt had been eaten by a fox. The two kits had rolled in fox dung before they had been taken to ThunderClan. The WindClan scent, and the scent of the Twoleg Place had disappeared. This ThunderClan queen told them that they were born in ThunderClan. "I'll name you Maplekit." the queen told one of the kits. "And you'll be named Sandkit." the queen told them. "Maplekit!" one of the kits purred. "I'm Sandkit!" the other told her.

Maplekit and Sandkit grew up in ThunderClan, thinking they were born in ThunderClan. Maplekit soon became Maplepaw, and Sandkit became Sandpaw. Sandpaw went out hunting one day, when he spotted Queenie sitting on the white fence. Forgetting that he was ThunderClan, she called his name. "Sandkit!" Sandpaw turned to face her. "How do you know my name? And I'm Sandpaw!" Queenie jumped down from the fence. "Sandpaw, yes, I forgot." she murmured. "My kit! I can't believe your here!" Sandpaw looked confused. "What are you talking about?" Queenie explained everything. Sandpaw looked up at her. "Really?" he asked. "I've got to tell Maplepaw!" he started storming into the forest, but Queenie brought him back. "No." she murmured. "You can't." Sandpaw whined, but Queenie told him that other cats would be rude to him. He sighed. "I don't want to be a Clan cat." he murmured. "Not when I know that I'm WindClan, and a kittypet!" he stormed off. Sandpaw went to live as a loner. The ThunderClan cats wondered if the same fox that had eaten Forestheart, Halfear, and Mudpelt, had eaten Sandpaw as well. Maplepaw was upset.

Maplepaw soon became Maplepelt, and she soon became deputy, even though she was young. Maplepelt was a great hunter, and also a great fighter.

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Roleplay example:

Maplepelt dropped off a mouse at the fresh-kill pile. It was a beautiful day outside, and the sun warmed her brown fur. Maplepelt took another mouse front the fresh-kill pile and quickly ate it. She sighed and sat on the ground. She had only found a mouse, but was hoping to go hunting again and bring back some more fresh-kill. The sun was shining in the blue sky, and it was hot outside. She had already led a hunting patrol, and felt rather tired. Maplepelt sat up, and started padding out of the camp. She was going to go and hunt once more, and was determined to find a couple of mice. Scenting a mouse nearby, she dropped into the hunter's crouch and stalked towards the mouse, her paws softly padding on the ground. She pounced on it, and held it in her jaws. Maplepelt was glad that she had caught a mouse, and would drop it off at the fresh-kill pile when she got back. Maplepelt sniffed another mouse nearby, and saw the mouse. She dropped the mouse in her jaws. Stalking towards it slowly and steadily, the mouse soon sensed her, and started running away. Maplepelt dashed after it, running quickly, until she found herself in front of a white fence. The mouse sneaked under the fence, away from Maplepelt. "Maplepaw!" she heard a voice call, and gave a hiss. Maplepelt quickly dashed out of the Twoleg Place, away from the kittypets. Maplepelt picked up the mouse, and held it in her jaws. Finally reaching the ThunderClan camp, she dropped the mouse at the fresh-kill pile. "Good catch!" she heard a cat say. Maplepelt sat by the fresh-kill pile, waiting for somebody to walk up to her and talk to her. Though she was friends with a lot of cats in the Clan, she didn't really talk to them much.

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