DOWN WHERE TRUTH WON'T GO ☾ ghostwail

GHOSTWAIL

ravenous / 2.25.24
Nov 2, 2022
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[G1] WindClan warrior, former rogue
55 moons, created on 11.02.22, ages realistically
Skeletal medium-furred albino she-cat with long legs
Asexual aromantic - not interested and not looking​
  • Content warning for MURDER, HOMICIDAL IDEATION, PARENTAL ABUSE, NARCISSISTIC ABUSE, MENTIONS OF PSYCHOSIS. This character is frequently referred to as a "madwoman", "crazed", or "psychopath." This character is meant to be read as a bad person and unhinged person. This character is in no way indicative of any or all peoples that suffer from any psychiatric disorders that result in any forms of psychosis. This character is purely a work of imaginative fiction and by no means is the author suggesting that all peoples suffering from the symptoms that may or may not displayed in everyday posting of this character.

    This character will also exhibit traits akin to an abusive parent in specific (more than likely private) threads regarding a singular character (THRIFTPAW played by GHOSTFILTER.) Internal monologues regarding this character will also skew negatively towards this character and will be limited in more public threads.

    This character views herself as morally correct at all times. Their inner monologue will skew towards this mindset. This character is not a reliable narrator and the author does not condone the thoughts or actions of this character. Please keep these things in mind while you peruse this biography and this character's private threads. Appropriate tags will be used where needed. If I happen to miss a trigger tag by accident, please let me know if I will fix accordingly.
  • Spindly and skeletal, Ghostwail more resembles a shambling corpse than a WindClan cat. She is tall and almost emaciated compared to her fellow warriors - all showing ribs and dingy fur. She's constantly... icky... like she doesn't groom often enough to keep her coat healthy. When she does groom, she leaves these snotty streaks throughout her pelt - remnants from her constantly running nose. She's plagued by allergies on top of her other sensitivities and 'plague' is definitely the word to describe this creepy-crawly excuse of a warrior.

    The only seemingly live thing about her is her wide, glaring, burning pink eyes - ringed with blue and bloodshot from.... well, nobody's quite sure if it's blood-vessels popping or bloodlust tinging her oculars. Best to avoid eye contact either way....​
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    Humor ●○○○○○○○○○​
    Ghostwail is simply unpleasant. Aloof and not particularly talkative, she doesn't court audience in WindClan and quite frankly, she doesn't want to. She is perfectly content going about her duties in the shadows, completely her daily tasks and ready to be at her leader's beck and call at the flick of ear. She is obsessive to a point of religious zeal when it comes Sootstar and her reign - as far as Ghostwail is concerned, Sootstar is the immortal and immutable queen of the moors (and the forest.... all she would have to do is ask...)

    Beyond her authoritarian piety, Ghostwail holds all other cats in great contempt, though her demeanor is typically hidden by her consistent monotone and dead-faced expressions.​
  • TIGERFROST - murder victim by proxy
    A target of Ghostwail's jealousy due to his closeness to her beloved leader, Tigerfrost was simply of victim of a mad-woman's ire and therefore had to be disposed of. Ghostwail convinced herself that Tigerfrost had squandered his post as a lead warrior and had failed in his duty to further WindClan into the empire Ghostwail quietly envisions. Once she had that narrative in her head, Ghostwail reached out to a few rogues who owed her a favor from her solitary days. They ambushed Tigerfrost on her behalf, leaving the she-cat's paws clean. Sootstar would never believe the word of some dirty rogues who killed her advisor over a loyal warrior.
    THRIFTPAW - ward
    Who know picking up random kids off the moors would make you responsible for them? Ghostwail despises the child she brought to WindClan - he is a useless thing that will be molded to fit Sootstar's army and she makes sure he knows that. Still... still, Ghostwail has a nagging feeling that the child she loathes belongs to her in some way. It is her thing, her gift to the leader she reveres. Now that it has a mentor, those old wheels in her head have been clicking again, hatred beginning to boil at the thought of her pound of flesh being claimed by another....
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    — physical health: [ 100% ] | mental health: [ 69% ]
    will start fights | will not end fights | will not flee | will not show mercy
    — excels at ambush attacks and night hunting
    — poor at diplomacy and team hunts
    — sounds like Patty Mattson as Sylvanas Windrunner
    — smells like blood and black mold
    — healing & peaceful powerplay allowed
    — speech is BLACK AND RED
  • Ghostwail began life as Banshee, a rogue cat that bounced from situation to situation. She survived out of spite, almost. Spite and bloodlust and a dash of cunning. She is quiet, she is docile, she is ready to jump ship the moment a more powerful opportunity rears its head. This is the mentality that led her to Gin and it is the mentality that led her to Sootstar... that, and seeing someone resurrect in front of you kind of makes you go "huh.... yeah, this person has super-powers, they get my vote."

    Since joining WindClan, she has mainly kept her head down, save for two recent incidents... surely, WindClan won't mind a couple more bodies on their horizon though, would they? She didn't think so.

    AUTUMN 2023

    SPRING 2023
    THREAD NAME - ghostwail brings thrift to windclan
    GHOST ON THE HILL - tigerfrost is murdered by rogues​
 
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