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Name:
Briar, Briarstar — Briar for her spiky fur; -star denoting rank.
— Leader of ShadowClan; Former member of Hare Whiskers's group.
— cisfemale, she/her; heterosexual, monogamist.
— born February 13, 2018; 53 moons old / ages realistically on the 13th.
↳ penned by @Regina
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A spiky-furred black she-cat with dull green eyes.
Though it goes without saying, Briar's most prominent feature is the stubborn bits of fur along the nape of her neck that poke up in all sorts of unruly directions, quite literally taking on the appearance of a thicket of briars (and therefore where she got her name). Aside from this feature that sets her apart, there is really nothing too special about this feline. Her fur, aside from its headstrong patch along the nape, is sleek and shiny, mimicking the delicate whispers of a moving shadow. Her fur is the color of pitch, with not a single speck of any other shade to taint the abyss. Two yellow-green orbs peek out from beneath the darkness, sharp and cunning. The rich blackness of her pelt makes them appear more vibrant than they really are, for they are more of a dull hue and definitely not the most significant pair of eyes in the forest. In stature, Briar stands rather small in comparison to some of the larger marsh-dwellers. However, what she lacks in height, she makes up for in muscle. She is rather bulky, her body accustomed to the rough life she was born into.
↳ genetics: sh black; carrying longhair, dilute, chocolate / generation 1.↳ scars: Large slashes across muzzle; one vertically over right eye. -
Lawful Neutral / INTJ / RavenclawIntelligence ●●●●●●●●●●
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(+) determined, resilient, wise (/) enigmatic, protective, reserved (-) judgemental, temperamental, vindictive.
The forest likely has a lot of opinions on ShadowClan's harsh leader, but those who know her best see the side not often exposed beyond their territory. Briar is a dependable cat, always present to lend a helping paw to her Clanmates. No matter how old or how involved in politics she gets, there will always be that part of her tucked away that enjoys a good adventure - it helps her feel a sense of comradery with those she loves. She is determined to complete her tasks and lead her Clan to the best of her ability. Anything she does is always in their best interests, even if the decision might not look great to outsiders (or even those closest to her). Even when the world starts to bend, Briar does not break. She refuses to let life wear her down and always puts her best foot forward even if she truly doubts herself. She will not show weakness in front of her Clanmates, always presenting herself as the strong, fearless leader they've known. Despite hasty decisions and her tendency to lash out with claws, Briar is a wise cat. She's lived many moons and suffered many hardships. Perhaps it is why she is so distrusting, so callous, and so eager to use brute strength over diplomacy - because she knows the true nature of those desperate like her and she is wise enough not to waste her time with empty words.
To many, especially outsiders, Briar is an enigmatic being. It's difficult to determine how she will react. Perhaps it's what makes her such a dangerous foe to cross. Her blatant patriotism for her Clan often throws her into choosing the most aggressive solutions, yet other times she works with a level head and an eagerness to prevail without violence. Briar is extremely protective of her Clan. Being confined to the smallest piece of territory with the least amount of prey, she will go to drastic measures to look out for her subjects and ensure that the Clan thrives. On a less serious note, Briar is a very reserved being. She might have a deep-rooted passion for her Clanmates, but she has a hard time befriending them. Even those who know her intimately may still find she has a wall up around her to guard her heart. She's a hard cat to get to know, and perhaps a hard cat to love, but she is fond of those who share loyalties to ShadowClan.
Testy, grumpy, short-tempered - all perfect descriptors to describe Briar on a bad day. While she might be gentler with her Clanmates, it is not uncommon for them to catch her in a sour mood. She is impatient with a lot of things, wanting this done a specific way or that done at a certain time. It's best to do what she says and question it after the task is complete. Briar is also very judgemental. She forms impressions very quickly and severely. A cat on her bad side will likely stay there unless able to prove themselves significantly. Despite the drastic measures she often takes, Briar is very devoted to StarClan and those who do not abide by their word usually find themselves disgraced as far as she's concerned. Though unsurprisingly, Briar is a very vindictive cat. She has a hard time letting go of grudges and often seeks revenge for serious offenses against her Clan. She is not afraid to unsheathe her claws to protect her own and when she is hellbent on revenge, blood is often spilled.
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PitchxTwilight, sibling to Bonejaw.
mentoring no one/ formerly mentored / mentored by Hare Whiskers.
Mate toAmber| Parent to Dusk, Honey, Pitch, Thistle (first litter); Ashkit, Bramblekit, Crowkit, Marrowkit, Ravenkit, Slitherkit, Starlingkit. (second litter)
— Admires Bonejaw, Sootstar.
— Close friends with Bonejaw.
— Friends with none.
— Likes Cicadastar, Sootstar.
— Dislikes kittypets, SkyClan.
— Loathes Tugger.
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strength ●●●●●●●○○○relationship status: widowed / crushing on no one, not looking.
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swimming ●●○○○○○○○○
climbing ●○○○○○○○○○
grace ●●●●●●●●●●
does not trust or befriend easily.
— physical health [ 100% ] | mental health [ 75% ]
— might start fights | will end fights | will not flee | might show mercy.
— excels at hunting, stealth.
— poor at climbing, swimming.
— smells like lavender, rain.
— voice claim here.
— healing & peaceful powerplay allowed / attack in underline, bold, or italics.
— speech is in white bolded.
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Backstory/simplified history:
Briar was born to a loving pair of loners, Pitch and Twilight. Shortly after her younger sister Bone was born, their parents passed away in a tragic incident with a sharpclaw. Terrified, injured, and with nowhere to go, Briar did her best to provide for herself and Bone. It was then that they entered the forest and discovered a small group of loners living in the marshes nearby. The leader, an old tom named Hare Whiskers, took Briar and Bone under his wing. They were taught how to fend for themselves, hunting and fighting to survive. The group they lived with became like a family and Hare Whiskers like a father. Briar looked up to him, idolized him even. As she matured into a strong adult cat, it became apparent that Hare Whiskers saw her as his right paw. Moons later, he passed away in his sleep from old age, leaving Briar his legacy of taking in ragtag cats like herself and giving them a home and a purpose. She started to do just that.
However, around the same time she took over the marsh colony, another group of cats from the Twolegplace as they called it, began moving into the forest. This group consisted mostly of kittypets, cats with cushy lives who were fed by the hands of the hairless twolegs. They wanted for nothing, yet they decided to try wildlife out for themselves. Briar watched as her group began to starve and their prey pile began to dwindle. She knew she had to do something, and soon before the prey in the forest ran out... This is where our story begins.
Important Threads:
( ♡ ) Interaction ( ♥ ) Development
HUNTING PARTY ♡ — A patrol of marsh group cats encounter the pine group; Willow attacks one of them.
MESSAGE RECEIVED, IT'S LOUD AND CLEAR ♡ — Rain brings a patrol of pine cats to speak with Briar about Willow's attack.
WE'RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT ANYMORE ♥ — Fed up with lack of prey and the pine cats' behavior, Briar rallies a war party to attack if they do not leave the forest.
HERE WE ARE DON'T TURN AWAY NOW ♥ — The pine group refuses to leave the forest, so Briar orders her cats to attack.
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE HAYLOFT ♥ — Near the end of the battle, a pine cat tom named Tugger kills Briar's mate, Amber, after he attempts to save her.
BELIEF FROM LONGING ♥ — A newly formed StarClan intervenes wit hthe battle and delivers a prophecy; Briar is bitter and empty after losing her mate.
THE FIVE GIANTS ♥ — The two groups meet back at Fourtrees to decipher the prophecy; Briar says she will return to the marsh and renames her group ShadowClan. -
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