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War-For-The-Warren

Name: Hiccup
Age: Adult
Gender: Demi-girl [She/They]
Rank: Digger
Mentor: Littlefoot
Skills:
- Fast
- Agile
Weaknesses:
- Weak
- Below average weight

Appearance: A freckled rabbit, markings painted on the top half of her body, while her lower body is a grayish colour. Her tail is also freckled.

Personality:

- Kind
- Intelligent
- Brave
- Friendly
- Loyal

- Shy
- Pushover
- Fearful
- Selfless
- Over cautious

Backstory:

Born in a smaller litter, Hiccup was named after their small gently hiccup-like cries. Her siblings were a bit bigger than her, and often picked on her for her weaker structure. But nonetheless, she was loved by her parents. She was coddled by them, her being smaller and younger, which didn't make her siblings too happy. Growing slowly, she was able to hunt for bugs and stuff by herself. On a hunt with her siblings, they had planned something horrible, pushing her in the river with strong currents. She called for their help, but they just watched her drift away.

Waking up on shore, they realized that they were lost. They couldn't believe they've done this to her. Not bother returning home, she decided to journey on. She struggled to hunt, thinking about what had happened to her, and she began to starve. But luckily, the Buttercup Hill Warren had found her.

Training was a bit hard for her. She was an excellent swimmer, due to her experience, but a horrid fighter. But she managed to at least, defend herself. She hopes to improve overtime, not wanting to be a burden to the Warren.

Graduating, she felt proud, knowing that she managed to make it. She will do her best to serve the Warren.

Mate: -
Sexuality: Heteroflexible
Kits: -
Kin: Jack x Bean
Roleplay Example:

My writing may vary. Sometimes I may write a lot, where sometimes I do not depending on my mood. My writing goes into 3 levels.

Simple [ This is either a basic paragraph, or just a bit over.]
Intermediate [ At least 2 paragraphs? Maybe a bit under or above.]
Detailed [ Too many words to count I wouldn’t even bother replying lmao.]

Simple;
[ Rabbitpaw ]
The large ears of the tom perked, looking over to see his mentor...fleeing? He watched him run past and he raised his eyebrow in a curious matter. He looked at the apprentice den, hearing roars of laughter before turning his head back to the black cat. The tom began to trot after Fruitbat, to ask him why he's running like a stampede is chasing after him. His face was full of fear though, so maybe he got shocking news or something scared him?
Intermediate;
[ Mudpaw ]
The she-cats ears perked high, turning over to an odd eye coloured tom. Her smile grew wider, as she started to purr gently, "I was waiting to see if anyone would come and talk to me, and you came." She giggled, "It may sound weird, but I'm awkward when it comes to approaching others since I only talk to my brothers." she flicked her fringe carefully from her eye that helps her see the world. "But hi, I'm Mudpaw. I haven't really remembered everyones names yet, so what's yours?" she cocked her head over gently to the side. She couldn't help but become drawn to the toms eyes. They were extremely pretty, and something she hasn't really seen before. She felt like there was another cat in camp with odd coloured eyes. She couldn't remember though, so she let it slip her mind of thoughts, as she waited patiently waited for the toms response.
Detailed;
[ Squirrelleap ]
Squirrelleap's heart was in her throat. The change was affecting her mentally. So much was happening so fast. The exile, leaving camp into a new territory, the death and rise of Nettlestar and the birth of Ridgeclan. It made everything spin for her. Her green blue eyes stared at her paws, before moving them between her brows to give herself a deep think of all this drama.

Heck, even her name new warrior name made her feel 'eh', due to being late for her warrior ceremony. Well, she wasn't the only one. Bearpaw- Bearthroat was also late with his warrior name. The ginger couldn't help but sympathise for the tom. She knew he probably had connections back in Groveclan. Compared to herself, her main connections in both clans were her mentor and Bearthroat. So she seemed somewhat grateful not to have any connections. It would've held her back from making the right decision. She couldn't imagine living in Groveclan, especially what Froststar has done. Just thinking about it made her brows arch. She knew that she will prove to the newly made leader her loyalty to Ridgeclan. She'd swear on her name if she had too.

Before she continued to think anymore about all this craze, she lifted her head up and had spotted the grey striped tom. He probably had so much on his mind. Squirrelleap had decided to maybe consult with the tom. She began to drag her dainty feet, feeling her tail brush the ground as she moved towards the larger figure. "Hey there Bearthroat." It felt weird to call him by his new name, made her tongue slightly tickle. She had been so used to calling him by his apprentice name. It also felt weird to greet the tom so casually. After all, their first meeting wasn't so elegant as this one. Having him pouncing on her due to her resemblance of a small rodent would never be erased from the young warrior's mind.(edited)
Squirrelleap's heart was in her throat. The change was affecting her mentally. So much was happening so fast. The exile, leaving camp into a new territory, the death and rise of Nettlestar and the birth of Ridgeclan. It made everything spin for her. Her green blue eyes stared at her paws, before moving them between her brows to give herself a deep think of all this drama.

Heck, even her name new warrior name made her feel 'eh', due to being late for her warrior ceremony. Well, she wasn't the only one. Bearpaw- Bearthroat was also late with his warrior name. The ginger couldn't help but sympathise for the tom. She knew he probably had connections back in Groveclan. Compared to herself, her main connections in both clans were her mentor and Bearthroat. So she seemed somewhat grateful not to have any connections. It would've held her back from making the right decision. She couldn't imagine living in Groveclan, especially what Froststar has done. Just thinking about it made her brows arch. She knew that she will prove to the newly made leader her loyalty to Ridgeclan. She'd swear on her name if she had too.

Before she continued to think anymore about all this craze, she lifted her head up and had spotted the grey striped tom. He probably had so much on his mind. Squirrelleap had decided to maybe consult with the tom. She began to drag her dainty feet, feeling her tail brush the ground as she moved towards the larger figure. "Hey there Bearthroat." It felt weird to call him by his new name, made her tongue slightly tickle. She had been so used to calling him by his apprentice name. It also felt weird to greet the tom so casually. After all, their first meeting wasn't so elegant as this one. Having him pouncing on her due to her resemblance of a small rodent would never be erased from the young warrior's mind.
Squirrelleap's heart was in her throat. The change was affecting her mentally. So much was happening so fast. The exile, leaving camp into a new territory, the death and rise of Nettlestar and the birth of Ridgeclan. It made everything spin for her. Her green blue eyes stared at her paws, before moving them between her brows to give herself a deep think of all this drama.

Heck, even her name new warrior name made her feel 'eh', due to being late for her warrior ceremony. Well, she wasn't the only one. Bearpaw- Bearthroat was also late with his warrior name. The ginger couldn't help but sympathise for the tom. She knew he probably had connections back in Groveclan. Compared to herself, her main connections in both clans were her mentor and Bearthroat. So she seemed somewhat grateful not to have any connections. It would've held her back from making the right decision. She couldn't imagine living in Groveclan, especially what Froststar has done. Just thinking about it made her brows arch. She knew that she will prove to the newly made leader her loyalty to Ridgeclan. She'd swear on her name if she had too.(edited)
Before she continued to think anymore about all this craze, she lifted her head up and had spotted the grey striped tom. He probably had so much on his mind. Squirrelleap had decided to maybe consult with the tom. She began to drag her dainty feet, feeling her tail brush the ground as she moved towards the larger figure. "Hey there Bearthroat." It felt weird to call him by his new name, made her tongue slightly tickle. She had been so used to calling him by his apprentice name. It also felt weird to greet the tom so casually. After all, their first meeting wasn't so elegant as this one. Having him pouncing on her due to her resemblance of a small rodent would never be erased from the young warrior's mind.

Thought she had flinched so slightly to meet the toms gaze, noticing his cold gaze. Her stoic eyes averted at first, but she gave a soft shake of her head to herself, and confidently looked back at the tom. Laying her rump on the ground, she wrapped her large fluffy tail around her thin paws. Compared to the frightful and flustered tom that she first met, it was like she was facing a whole new cat.

extended bio is wip

Description
War-For-The-Warren

Name: Hiccup
Age: Adult
Gender: Demi-girl [She/They]
Rank: Digger
Mentor: Littlefoot
Skills:
- Fast
- Agile
Weaknesses:
- Weak
- Below average weight

Appearance: A freckled rabbit, markings painted on the top half of her body, while her lower body is a grayish colour. Her tail is also freckled.

Personality:

- Kind
- Intelligent
- Brave
- Friendly
- Loyal

- Shy
- Pushover
- Fearful
- Selfless
- Over cautious

Backstory:

Born in a smaller litter, Hiccup was named after their small gently hiccup-like cries. Her siblings were a bit bigger than her, and often picked on her for her weaker structure. But nonetheless, she was loved by her parents. She was coddled by them, her being smaller and younger, which didn't make her siblings too happy. Growing slowly, she was able to hunt for bugs and stuff by herself. On a hunt with her siblings, they had planned something horrible, pushing her in the river with strong currents. She called for their help, but they just watched her drift away.

Waking up on shore, they realized that they were lost. They couldn't believe they've done this to her. Not bother returning home, she decided to journey on. She struggled to hunt, thinking about what had happened to her, and she began to starve. But luckily, the Buttercup Hill Warren had found her.

Training was a bit hard for her. She was an excellent swimmer, due to her experience, but a horrid fighter. But she managed to at least, defend herself. She hopes to improve overtime, not wanting to be a burden to the Warren.

Graduating, she felt proud, knowing that she managed to make it. She will do her best to serve the Warren.

Mate: -
Sexuality: Heteroflexible
Kits: -
Kin: Jack x Bean
Roleplay Example:

My writing may vary. Sometimes I may write a lot, where sometimes I do not depending on my mood. My writing goes into 3 levels.

Simple [ This is either a basic paragraph, or just a bit over.]
Intermediate [ At least 2 paragraphs? Maybe a bit under or above.]
Detailed [ Too many words to count I wouldn’t even bother replying lmao.]

Simple;
[ Rabbitpaw ]
The large ears of the tom perked, looking over to see his mentor...fleeing? He watched him run past and he raised his eyebrow in a curious matter. He looked at the apprentice den, hearing roars of laughter before turning his head back to the black cat. The tom began to trot after Fruitbat, to ask him why he's running like a stampede is chasing after him. His face was full of fear though, so maybe he got shocking news or something scared him?
Intermediate;
[ Mudpaw ]
The she-cats ears perked high, turning over to an odd eye coloured tom. Her smile grew wider, as she started to purr gently, "I was waiting to see if anyone would come and talk to me, and you came." She giggled, "It may sound weird, but I'm awkward when it comes to approaching others since I only talk to my brothers." she flicked her fringe carefully from her eye that helps her see the world. "But hi, I'm Mudpaw. I haven't really remembered everyones names yet, so what's yours?" she cocked her head over gently to the side. She couldn't help but become drawn to the toms eyes. They were extremely pretty, and something she hasn't really seen before. She felt like there was another cat in camp with odd coloured eyes. She couldn't remember though, so she let it slip her mind of thoughts, as she waited patiently waited for the toms response.
Detailed;
[ Squirrelleap ]
Squirrelleap's heart was in her throat. The change was affecting her mentally. So much was happening so fast. The exile, leaving camp into a new territory, the death and rise of Nettlestar and the birth of Ridgeclan. It made everything spin for her. Her green blue eyes stared at her paws, before moving them between her brows to give herself a deep think of all this drama.

Heck, even her name new warrior name made her feel 'eh', due to being late for her warrior ceremony. Well, she wasn't the only one. Bearpaw- Bearthroat was also late with his warrior name. The ginger couldn't help but sympathise for the tom. She knew he probably had connections back in Groveclan. Compared to herself, her main connections in both clans were her mentor and Bearthroat. So she seemed somewhat grateful not to have any connections. It would've held her back from making the right decision. She couldn't imagine living in Groveclan, especially what Froststar has done. Just thinking about it made her brows arch. She knew that she will prove to the newly made leader her loyalty to Ridgeclan. She'd swear on her name if she had too.

Before she continued to think anymore about all this craze, she lifted her head up and had spotted the grey striped tom. He probably had so much on his mind. Squirrelleap had decided to maybe consult with the tom. She began to drag her dainty feet, feeling her tail brush the ground as she moved towards the larger figure. "Hey there Bearthroat." It felt weird to call him by his new name, made her tongue slightly tickle. She had been so used to calling him by his apprentice name. It also felt weird to greet the tom so casually. After all, their first meeting wasn't so elegant as this one. Having him pouncing on her due to her resemblance of a small rodent would never be erased from the young warrior's mind.(edited)
Squirrelleap's heart was in her throat. The change was affecting her mentally. So much was happening so fast. The exile, leaving camp into a new territory, the death and rise of Nettlestar and the birth of Ridgeclan. It made everything spin for her. Her green blue eyes stared at her paws, before moving them between her brows to give herself a deep think of all this drama.

Heck, even her name new warrior name made her feel 'eh', due to being late for her warrior ceremony. Well, she wasn't the only one. Bearpaw- Bearthroat was also late with his warrior name. The ginger couldn't help but sympathise for the tom. She knew he probably had connections back in Groveclan. Compared to herself, her main connections in both clans were her mentor and Bearthroat. So she seemed somewhat grateful not to have any connections. It would've held her back from making the right decision. She couldn't imagine living in Groveclan, especially what Froststar has done. Just thinking about it made her brows arch. She knew that she will prove to the newly made leader her loyalty to Ridgeclan. She'd swear on her name if she had too.

Before she continued to think anymore about all this craze, she lifted her head up and had spotted the grey striped tom. He probably had so much on his mind. Squirrelleap had decided to maybe consult with the tom. She began to drag her dainty feet, feeling her tail brush the ground as she moved towards the larger figure. "Hey there Bearthroat." It felt weird to call him by his new name, made her tongue slightly tickle. She had been so used to calling him by his apprentice name. It also felt weird to greet the tom so casually. After all, their first meeting wasn't so elegant as this one. Having him pouncing on her due to her resemblance of a small rodent would never be erased from the young warrior's mind.
Squirrelleap's heart was in her throat. The change was affecting her mentally. So much was happening so fast. The exile, leaving camp into a new territory, the death and rise of Nettlestar and the birth of Ridgeclan. It made everything spin for her. Her green blue eyes stared at her paws, before moving them between her brows to give herself a deep think of all this drama.

Heck, even her name new warrior name made her feel 'eh', due to being late for her warrior ceremony. Well, she wasn't the only one. Bearpaw- Bearthroat was also late with his warrior name. The ginger couldn't help but sympathise for the tom. She knew he probably had connections back in Groveclan. Compared to herself, her main connections in both clans were her mentor and Bearthroat. So she seemed somewhat grateful not to have any connections. It would've held her back from making the right decision. She couldn't imagine living in Groveclan, especially what Froststar has done. Just thinking about it made her brows arch. She knew that she will prove to the newly made leader her loyalty to Ridgeclan. She'd swear on her name if she had too.(edited)
Before she continued to think anymore about all this craze, she lifted her head up and had spotted the grey striped tom. He probably had so much on his mind. Squirrelleap had decided to maybe consult with the tom. She began to drag her dainty feet, feeling her tail brush the ground as she moved towards the larger figure. "Hey there Bearthroat." It felt weird to call him by his new name, made her tongue slightly tickle. She had been so used to calling him by his apprentice name. It also felt weird to greet the tom so casually. After all, their first meeting wasn't so elegant as this one. Having him pouncing on her due to her resemblance of a small rodent would never be erased from the young warrior's mind.

Thought she had flinched so slightly to meet the toms gaze, noticing his cold gaze. Her stoic eyes averted at first, but she gave a soft shake of her head to herself, and confidently looked back at the tom. Laying her rump on the ground, she wrapped her large fluffy tail around her thin paws. Compared to the frightful and flustered tom that she first met, it was like she was facing a whole new cat.

extended bio is wip