Elmfang Application | WoDC

Name || Elmkit | Elmpaw | Elmfang
    Prefix Meaning || Elm- for the brown coloration of her pelt, like the trunk of an elm tree.
    Suffix Meaning || -fang for her snaggletooth and her skill in fighting.
Appearance || A brown she-cat with a darker tail and spots along her sides and a white chest and underbelly. Her eyes are yellow-green in coloration.
    Height || 11 inches
    Weight || Average
    Voice || TBA
    Scars / Disabilities || None, although she does have two snaggly teeth.
Sex || Female
Gender || Cis Female
    Pronouns || she/her
Orientation || Heterosexual - Heteroromantic - Demisexual - Frayromantic
Breed || American Bobtail Mix
Age || 92 moons as of 2016-04-04
Clan || FogClan
Rank || Warrior
Religious Beliefs || Believes in StarClan. "Our ancestors are always there, watching over us."

Fighting Style
Sparrowfang has a good balance between offensive and defensive behavior when she fights, and will often feint to keep her opponent off-balance.


Likes

• Peace
• Quiet
• Being alone

Dislikes

• Crowds
• Feeling as if she's being watched
• Loud noises

Fears

• Her Clanmates finding out about her past

Gentle || Positive

A very soft-spoken she-cat, Elmfang has been praised for her skill with kits and other young cats due to her more motherly nature. She presents herself in a non-threatening nature that is comforting to cats of any age, and so many cats actually do appreciate her calming presence. Elmfang is a good friend to have, as her quiet kindness is a virtue not often found in others.

Loyal || Positive

While her loyalty does sprout from her guilt over her troublesome past, there is no doubt that Elmfang isn't loyal to FogClan. She would gladly lay down her life in service of her Clanmates, even for the simplest of tasks, as she strongly wants to be able to forgive herself for her past, and feels she can do so by being more loyal to her Clan than she ever was before.

Thoughtful || Positive

Due to her quieter nature, Elmfang constantly has thoughts tumbling about in her mind- thoughts that she used to blurt out before she'd even finished creating them. Now that she's more intellectual, Elmfang holds great skill in memorizing facts and important matters, and she has a great eye for detail. Elmfang is constantly surprising her Clanmates with the amount of things she can recall, ranging from their favorite food to what exactly they said to her two moons ago.

Guilty || Neutral

Elmfang is seemingly always thinking upon her past and the crimes she committed, leaving her grieving and in a state of self-doubt most of the time. This guilt can extend into a self-deprecating attitude that is off-putting for others, but sometimes it also fuels the she-cat to work harder to make up for her wrong-doings, and encourages Elmfang to take bold, kind actions that will positively benefit others.

Hesitant || Neutral

Elmfang often thinks over her actions before she takes them, which helps and preventing her from becoming hot-headed and landing herself in more trouble than she can handle. However, in situations that require quick action, Elmfang often misses opportunities for taking chances as by the time she's come to a decision, the moment has already passed.

Quiet || Neutral

While Elmfang used to be loud and rowdy when she was younger, her experiences as a young warrior turned her into a more of a mellow, quiet warrior. Most would assume this comes from a simple matter of maturing, but her quiet nature is actually a stunt in her growth. Regardless, her near-silence is here to stay, which is positive in preventing Elmfang from tripping over her own words and rushing into things, but it also causes the warrior to be skipped over in discussions, and for her opinion to be of lesser value than her louder Clanmates.

Passive Aggressive || Negative

While Elmfang will directly confront cats in some situations, most of the time Elmfang is more quiet in her misgivings, and will act rather passive aggressively around those who have offended her, sarcastically pretending to be alright with the insult that she keeps bringing up throughout their conversation. Unless Elmfang is directly confronted about her behavior, this attitude can continue on for quite a long while, as Elmfang is not one to forgive and forget easily.

Gullible || Negative

It's quite easy to manipulate Elmfang, even though she is paranoid about these sorts of things- she tends to only let her defenses down for those who actually do wish her harm, which ends up only furthering the problem as once she realizes her mistake her walls will only grow higher and higher until they're knocked down yet again by another cat.

Defensive || Negative

Elmfang is quick to believe that others think the worst of her, or that their negative words are directed at her, and therefore she will often act aggressively to contradict their words. She tends to lash out at those she feels are unkind to her, as she feels a deep need to protect what she sees as an incredibly fragile reputation- even if her angry actions only tend to make matters worse for herself.

Elmkit was always a loud, rambunctious kit, as ever since she started walking it seemed she never stopped. Whatever came to the young she-cat's mind was always instantly blurted out, and she simply didn't care about the opinions of others as her perspective was the only one that mattered. She simply had no filter, and no regrets past that. Her rowdy, unrefined nature continued on well into her apprenticeship, and while Elmpaw was quite the hassle, the she-cat did eventually master her lessons and therefore was granted the warrior name of Elmfang for her skill in fighting and the two scraggly teeth that had started to poke out of the corners of her mouth as she matured. While originally this growth had concerned her parents, the medicine cat eventually determined that it had no serious repercussions to her health other than that the she-cat would have to chew her food carefully.

Still loud and energetic as ever, Elmfang was also a rather friendly young she-cat, and her wild nature left her with little actual regard for the warrior code- and so she had no qualms in eventually befriending a loner who had taken up residence on FogClan territory named Redd. Redd was an attractive tom, she'd admit, but she never thought of him in more than a friendly way until he started making advances towards her. Elmfang had never really had a crush before, nor had even really been paid attention to by anyone in her Clan, so she fell head-over-heels for the tom. As the two got more and more serious, Redd found out more about her past and her life as a warrior. Interested in her fighting ability, Redd haughtily declared that he was a better fighter than her, but that he would train her to become a better warrior. Eager to spend more time with the tom, Elmfang agreed, and started meeting him on a daily basis.

At first, the training was similar to that of the Clans- no claws, simple moves practiced between the two of them. But, slowly, Redd's training methods became more and more violent... and Elmfang didn't realize their brutal nature until it was too late. While one day teaching Elmfang how to patrol, Redd picked up the scent of what he called a rogue, and, telling Elmfang to defend her territory, Elmfang started a fight with the cat. It wasn't until the stranger was dead that Elmfang realized that they were a cat from another Clan, and she was horrified with herself. Redd, however, praised her actions and comforted her, assuring her that since they were trespassing, it was the right thing to do. But guilt started to settle on Elmfang's mind...

The young warrior kept meeting Redd regularly; in fact, after the incident, her visits only became more frequent as she felt her murder was a slip-up caused by her own lack of experience. Redd took advantage of this mindset and pushed Elmfang harder than ever, and soon her Clanmates began to notice her exponential bounds in skill. What they also noticed, however, was her constant frustration in her own abilities and the overwhelming aggression she had started displaying. Rather than the happy, excitable she-cat she once was, Elmfang became a brooding figure within FogClan with only desire for more power.

Finally, Redd convinced Elmfang that the only way to be truly strong was to kill without remorse. Blinded by her own lust for power, Elmfang agreed- and so Redd set up the most difficult trial of all... to kill her former mentor. Under the cover of night, after having gone out on their nightly walk, Elmfang and Redd waited for her friend to pass before Elmfang leapt. A terrible battle followed, but, eventually, Elmfang was the victor- but, seeing her mentor bleeding out at her paws... Elmfang realized that this was wrong. Angry and hurt that he'd manipulated her, Elmfang ended her relationship with Redd right then and there.

FogClan never found out the cause of her mentor's death; Redd's overwhelming rogue scent blinding them from Sparrowfang's own, especially since she'd been the one to present the body, having claimed that on her way back to camp from a walk, she'd found her mentor's body. Assuming they had been killed by a rogue, sympathy was granted to the grieving she-cat- and nobody ever knew that her tears were of guilt. The anger and frustration that Redd had bred within her all suddenly flooded away at once, leaving Elmfang a quiet, scared shell of the adventurous, energetic she-cat she once was.

As her life continued onwards, Elmfang eventually found herself under the careful watch of another warrior, Mossyfur. Thinking that he had suspicions against her, Elmfang started becoming extremely passive aggressive towards the tom until eventually a full-on argument broke out- and the truth was revealed that Mossyfur had actually taken a liking to her. While Elmfang had darted off at the time without a further comment, the she-cat decided to give him a chance, and quietly started to spend more and more time with him. At first, they were friends, then best friends- and, finally, they became mates.

Elmfang couldn't be happier when their kits were born, as she felt that, finally, she was moving on with her life and moving past her time with Redd. She promised herself that she would raise her children to be great warriors, and never allow them to fall as she had into the clutches of darkness. That dream shattered, however, when her daughter, Houndleap, was discovered to be working with a murderous band of rogues. All of her worst fears had come true... and Elmfang could only feel more guilt as Houndleap's death during the battle with Potatothroat's gang brought the mother relief. That relief was short-lived, however, as Mossyfur had started acting more and more aggressive after Houndleap's betrayal. Elmfang had hoped that this behavior would settle after Houndleap's death, but he only seemed to worsen- and now Elmfang fears that Mossyfur will turn into a monster like Redd did.


❖ | ❖❖ | ❖❖❖ | Neutral | Cautious | Afraid
♛ | ♛♛ | ♛♛♛ | Respects | Admires | Role Model
❧ | ❧❧ | ❧❧❧ | Distant Relative | Close Family | Immediate Family
★ | ★★ | ★★★ | Likes | Friend | Best Friend
✿ | ✿✿ | ✿✿✿ | Crush | Love | Mate
⚔ | ⚔⚔ | ⚔⚔⚔ | Dislikes | Hates | Mortal Enemy
✲ | Hasn't Met
☠ | Deceased

Cats are listed first by Clan, then in alphabetical order. Characters will be added as Elmfang interacts with them.

FogClan

• Marigoldleaf || NPC || ❖❖❖♛♛♛★☠

  "You taught me how to be a warrior as my mentor, and I returned the favor by stabbing you in the back- literally. Is there anything I can do to ever make up for my crimes?"

• Mossyfur || Adoptable || ❖❖♛♛★★★✿✿✿

  "I love you, but I'm terrified to think of what you might be becoming... Please, I miss the old you. The one that used to make me laugh and smile- I don't know. I might just be being paranoid..."

Other

• Houndleap || ZeroLeijonKitten || ❖❖❧❧❧⚔☠

  "I should've prevented you from following the same path as me. I should've seen your betrayal coming. I... This is my fault. I'm so sorry."

• Redd || NPC || ❖❖❖⚔⚔⚔

  "I don't know where you are now, but frankly, I don't care as long as you stay away from me and my Clan. I should never have trusted you; you destroyed everything!"

Role Play Preferences

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Writing Example
Brindlepaw via IceMarch - fav.me/d9mqrgo 
Brindlepaw's ears perked as she listened to the deputy's speech, her tail waving in excitement. This was going to be great! Everyone hunting and gathering... as she stood up and stretched, she couldn't help that her mentor would want to go hunting. She told herself that she would be fine with either task, but the thrill of the hunt just seemed so much more heroic! Still, though, she had only just met the tom, and therefore it was hard to read the stoic warrior most of the time. Whatever he chose, it would come as a surprise to Brindlepaw.