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azaleapaw

MISTCLAN ✿ APPRENTICE ✿ 9 MOONS ✿ SHE-CAT

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APPEARANCE

A petite, snow Bengal she-cat with seal lynx points and icy blue eyes.

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Azaleapaw is a petite, dainty thing. She has a very slim build and doesn’t appear to show much promise as a warrior of brute strength. She’s thin and elegant, with a very feminine grace about her. Her short coat has a creamy white base, adorned with pale tan, barely visible broken tabby stripes along her flanks and belly. Her points are darker, with her legs and tail bearing a greyish-tan color with tan stripes that darken almost to black along the end of her tail. Her face bears a similar mask, with a base of grey and tan broken by dark grey-brown tabby stripes. The backs of her ears are a rich seal brown and her eyes are a piercingly pale, icy blue.

GALLERY!

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PERSONALITY

Innocence. Grace. Docility. Admirable and desirable traits in a princess, and traits hard to find in the stories and legends other Clan’s tell of NightClan cats. According to the tales, the cats with the blood of ancient ShadowClan running through them would never know of such traits. And yet, one of the kits mothered by the deputy of NightClan bears all three of them. Azaleapaw, with her wide, sky blue eyes, is the picture of innocence. She is a sweet kitten, always lending a friendly smile to the passing cat. She is quiet, though, rarely speaking unnecessarily, and always with a low, gentle tone. Never one to yell or use harsh words, some would even claim the young kitten’s voice to be soothing and soft. She’s docile, not one to push back or force things upon another, and yet always seems to carry herself with a sense of grace, and as she ages, elegance. Azaleapaw is a perfect example of how a true princess should be, and is a kitten to be admired for her personality, right?

Or...

Manipulative. Deceptive. Selfish. A second side to the coin. A darker side hidden beneath a facade of innocence and charm. Deceit learned from watching the one cat whose opinions and approvals matter the most: Mother. The only way to obtain what you want in life is to use the skills and talents of others, especially when your goals are unattainable on your own. The problem is, very few cats will ever willingly do the work for you. That’s why it’s important to make them want to do it, even if they would never normally. That’s where the tricks come into play. Make them want to help you. Make them want to win your favor. Make them want to stay by your side. Make them want to please you. It starts off small. A sweet smile, an innocent blink, a simple task. But then it grows. As you break down their barriers, you ask for more, and they gladly concede, never realizing they’ve fallen prey to your cunning. By the time they realize your own selfish goals, if they ever do at all, it’ll be too late. They’ll have gone too far to easily back out now, and they’re under your paw, trapped. They’ll be at your mercy, but you? You’re cold. There is no mercy here. After all, you can only look out for yourself.

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Azaleapaw is incredibly duplicitous in nature. The face she presents to the outside world is vastly different from the feline within. At her young age, she’s perfected a mask of innocence and purity, always appearing as truly good within. As she grows, she’ll hone her inner skills even more, so that her mask becomes a weapon to satisfy the desires hidden within. Azaleapaw is an incredibly selfish cat. The felines around her are worth little to her, only as much as the purpose they serve. She has few qualms about who she hurts to achieve her goals, and if they take offence to that, then they are too weak to stand by her anyway. Unlike many with this mentality, however, ambition isn’t Azaleapaw’s main drive. She doesn’t have big dreams of leading NightClan one day, as surprising as it may seem. No, her dreams are far more personal, and tend to sway from time to time. For the most part, Azaleapaw dreams of power and respect, but not the responsibility that comes with leading a Clan. She’d be much happier being an advisor outside of leadership, or a shadowed hand of the crown, so to speak. As she ages, Azaleapaw will find herself upon a tightrope, toeing the edges of morality as she tries to find both her place within Cloverstar’s regime and define her ultimate goals.

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HISTORY

From her earliest memory, there was Clovermask. Berrypaw and Dogpaw were there, too, but Mother was central in her memory. The rich copper and black hues of Clovermask’s fur is a core memory for Azaleapaw, soaked in the scent of safety and NightClan. Growing up beneath the care of NightClan’s deputy is all she’s known, and there’s no real reason for her to doubt her origins. She was born of Clovermask's flesh, weaned from her milk, then cared for alongside her mother's duties to the Clan. However, there was never a father involved. Sure, Bluecloud was there to check in, but it was made clear from the start that the slate tom was no blood kin. That fact could have been suspicious, but given the nature of NightClan, it wasn't unusual for cats to come together to strengthen the Clan and then have nothing to do with the aftermath. Again, being raised solely by her mother was no reason to doubt her heritage.

And yet, perhaps there should have been doubt.

For even though all seemed well, the truth was far darker. Clovermask had never birthed children of her own, and the three kittens she raised as daughters were actually orphans of her own doing. Born to a loner, Naomi, just outside of NightClan's territory, were three kittens. Naomi was unfortunate enough to cross paths with Clovermask, and eventually met her end. Clovermask "rescued" the three kits and claimed them as her own, renaming them and bringing them up as NightClan blood. The kittens know not of their origins, and the secret remains buried to this day.

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NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS

Clovermask (Mother), Berrypaw (sister), Dogpaw (sister).