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\\-Bio-//

Name: Acidic
  _{Nickname(s)- Ace (open to suggestions)}
  _{Name origin- Having the properties of an acid, or containing acid; having a pH below 7.}
Age: 1 Year
  _{Joined at- 1 year July 14th}
Gender: Female
Clan: Waterclan (currently in Earthclan)
Rank: Temporary Healer

\\-Sexual-//

Status: Single
Orientation: Acesexual | Demiromantic
- Doesn't feel sexual attraction.
-Has no attraction to another without first getting to know them on a platonic level.

Looking for:
- Love for life

Turn-ons:
- Understanding felines
- Bi-coloured eyes
- Dreamers
Turn-offs:

- Loud personalities
- Normality
- Earthbenders

Attractions:
Current:...
Past: ...

\\-Physical-//

Breed: Maine Coon
Smell: Snake skin and salt water
Voice: Sickly sweet and quiet; Selectively mute
_{VA- N/A}
Book description: Fluffy black she-cat with silver patches and yellow and blue eyes.
-Scars: N/A
-Accessories: A cracked snake skeleton is caught between her fur and wrapped almost fully around the neck.

-Fur Stats-
Long: ●●●○○
Short: ●●●○○
Soft: ●●●●○
Dry: ○○○○○
Rough: ●○○○○

\\-Loyalty-//

Alliance: Waterclan
  _{Past- N/A}
Rank: Warrior
  _{Previous- Kit, Apprentice}
Mentor:
  _{Past- Arachnid, Cryptide}
Apprentice: n/a
  _{Past- n/a}

\\-Elemental-//

Bending: Waterbending|

Skills: (5)

Primary:

Water Bullet|Water Cloak

Secondary:

Ice Claws|Breath of Ice

Legendary:
Healing water

Skill Level: Proficient

Stats:

Attack: ●●○○○

Strength: ●●○○○

Speed: ●●●●○

Endurance: ●●●○○

Tactics: ●●●○○

Hunting: ●●●●●

Leadership: ●●○○○

Medical knowledge: ●●●○○

Spiritual knowledge: ●●●○○

| Bending |

5 is average

[ Breath of Ice || Having the ability to freeze anything with just one breath, even as a threat or actual attack. ||

] _{Has chance to freeze opponent}

[ Phase Change || Although not an attack, she is able to change the form of water from its three phases. Liquid, gas, and solid. Can be used to block an opposing bender's own attack. ||

] _{Not an attack}

[ Ice Claws|| Frost is embedded in a layer over the claws and strengthen to the users preferences. Abling them to create needle sharp edges along their claws to rip at the skin. ||

]

[ Water Bullet || Compacted water in large spheres to be manipulated and cause damage. ||

]

[ Water Cloak || Water is layered around the body, and from their tentacles are used to wrap or slash at the opponent.||

]

\\-Personal Information-//

|Personality|

Bullet; Green | Cheerful |"That's...Really nice *smiles*"||
_{For the most part her expression is normally monotone, however she is often seen in a good mood. Not wanting to be the one to drag everyone else down, she tends to only speak with positive words. If something ill is on her mind she chooses to be quiet about it. But its not always an act, when around those she can honestly say she trusts with 100% of her soul her happiness isn't just a mask. She is generally a caring feline, however she is very quiet. Even if she has a lot of emotion she chooses to rarely act on it, even if she is consumed with happiness.}

Bullet; Green | Loyal |"I'd sacrifice my life, before I allow you to step foot into Waterclan territory."||
_{Devoted could be another word to describe the almost possessive side of our shy bundle of fluff. When she feels strongly for something she will give it her all, including her life. Whether it be friends, family, or even her clan; she will fight tooth and claw to keep them safe. There is no way to question where her loyalties lie, and even after being insulted when asked she will answer with confidence. She will die for both her sister, and her clan, without second thought or regret.}

Bullet; Green | Modest |"N-no, you did it better...really."||
_{As said before, she is a very quiet she-cat and also to be considered selectively mute. Even if she had done something amazing, she will make sure to stroke another's ego feeling she doesn't need the spotlight. In fact she hates being in the center of all, hates the burning sensation that occurs on her pelt every time someone merely looks to her. It makes her uncomfortable, which is why every chance she gets she throws the crown and cape to someone else.}

Bullet; Green | Observant |"*stares*"||
_{Being rather cautious about the things around her, she tries to keep her eyes on everything that's going on. Knowing the gossip about the clans, but never really going into too much detail. She listens and pays attention, and for the most part never fights when given a job to do. She is well known, but doesn't strive to far away from the edges of the hallway. Sticking with her group, in her little box, but always keeps her eyes on everything around her.}

| Fidgety |"*looks around and shifts weight on paws*"||

_{This becomes even more apparent when under a lot of pressure. But even more so when all eyes are zeroed in on her, when nervous she will flinch and shake. Ironically though when staring down the teeth of fear, she is calm and collected. But give any other time, she is constantly unsure and results to moving around as a comfort mechanism.}

| Reserved |"*ducks head*"||

_{She's a very private feline, keeping her emotions to herself. However, if given the chance to trust someone, she will use them as the blanket to spread out all of the pieces to the puzzle out onto. Though this is exclusively her twin's job, she doesn't trust many but is told she wears her heart on her sleeve. She will only give into the best of the best, and for the time being that appears to always be her sister.}

| Self-conscious |"*Looks down at paws* I-I....*stays quiet*"||

_{No matter what is going on she is incredibly hard on herself. Always saying how she isn't good enough, or that she's just bringing the clan down- well she will never say this aloud. She doesn't want to be a burden, why she normally walks around quietly with a shy smile. But she is very keen on her image in both the eyes of her clan-mates and every other cat that looks her way. Which does nothing to help her other then cause her to duck her head and keep quiet for another hundred decades.}

| Anxious |"...Nononono he's going to kill me...oh no..nono"||
_{If something goes wrong, no matter the situation, she will be thrown into a set of panic attacks. Worrying and brooding over what if scenarios that are so far-fetched it's laughable. Which is normally the case after she's calmed down. But the inner voice of saying how stupid she is for thinking such a thing will never be strong enough to stop the attacks. She worries over everything, big or small, and becomes antsy and skittish.}

Bullet; Red

| Morbid |"*giggles* So much blood."||
_{Darkness is just the other side of a coin of innocence, yes? Jokes leave her lips that cause eyebrows to be risen, she has a very weird sense of humour. However seeing a warrior wounded, or even herself lathered in crimson, will cause her to grin and laugh. Just a reminder, she is a weird child.}

Bullet; Red

| Sadistic |"Wouldn't it be funny if the Chief came back on fire after meeting the Fire Lord?"||
_{Whats a quiet little thing without a bit of a weird pleasure kink? Although this is something that's hardly ever shown to anyone outside of her little circle, she often slips up and comments about something. Thinking it normal, until she is given a strange look and immediately crawls back into the safety of her head. She likes the sight of others withering in pain, it makes her want to laugh.}

Bullet; Red

| Vulnerable |"L-leave me alone...please..."||
_{With everything going on in her head, she often cant maintain the walls that surround her. They crash often, sometimes in the worst of times, and when they do they leave her broken and open. With words being difficult for her to muster, she normally flees during these times. Hating the feeling of being naked, she hates how weak she appears to be. But also wouldn't change it, enjoying the way her sister protects her in these moments.}

Likes: Dark humor, sight of gore and others in pain, practicing her bending, spending time with her sister, the spirits
Dislikes: Crowds, being called out, having the spot light, being alone, yelling and loud noises
Fears: Sociophobia- Fear of people and society

|History|

[Chapter 10- Prolouge] (Before)
Not every story needs to start with the best of circumstances, nor does every character need to come from a loving family, or even from parents who love each other. It was a hate-love relationship that Sin and Fossil brewed. At one moment they adored each other, the next not so much. In the start they did truly love each other, but their personalities just didn't click together. Feeling they wouldn't work out, they ended it before they could destroy their friendship unaware of the growing life inside of Sin.
Both were wonderful benders and great aspects to their clan; loyal warriors who would put their life on the line to protect it. The only differences they had was how they foresaw life, one being as hotheaded as the leeches of Fireclan, while the other was a spiritual being with the heart of an Airclan monk. Fossil was easy going, a "be the leaf" kind of fellow. Meanwhile Sin acted on instinct and was as stubborn as a mule.
It had started when they were apprentices when they were den-mates, even if Sin was older by a couple moons. Their mentors having been close friends caused them to collaborate often during training. Butting heads, and sharing the occasional flirty conversations. It started out as a demisexual phase, they were such great friends they almost thought it was love. Could of been? Neither would know. Sin and Fossil became mates just after being named warriors. But it wasn't until moons later did they realize they had made a mistake. They argued to no end, soon it had gotten to the point where it ruined their friendship. For why they decided on taking a night to themselves would be a good idea was beyond even then. They just wanted to fix what they had broken. But it only wedged them further apart and successfully ended their relationship.
Even with the news to the happy family, neither could fall on an understanding for what to do. They could get back together, for the kits, and pretend to like each other. Or stay apart and Sin raise them on her own. Which by itself was iffy as the she-cat didn't want kits to begin with. Let alone keep the tom's spawns. But eventually they settled on working it out, to set their differences aside for the sake of their offspring. Unfortunately; that would only cause more trouble then good in the end. Not that either could predict the future events that were to occur because of their past actions.
But, not long after their decision the kits were born. A set of healthy twins, with basically the same colouring. It wasn't until they opened their eyes and grew into their fur did their parents gain the ability to tell them apart. Their facial markings were different, and their eyes were the opposite. A few colourations were different as well, but for the most part they were identical. The twins went without names for a few couple of weeks, not until the parents sat down and argued over the topic. Whether it was the mother's anger towards her mate, or the father's annoyance in having to deal with the she-cat.

The twins were named Acidic and Fatal.

[Chapter 1- Kithood] (Birth-6months)
Born in the dead of winter, much like many of Waterclan warriors- for it was their season. The frozen lake gave them food when the forest animals hide from the cold. With the warriors carving fishing holes in the ice, even in such desperate times, their clan rarely went hungry- allowing kits to be well feed all year round. The bickering pair of Sin and Fossil did cease their quarreling to care for the kits in the early days. Fossil adored his kits, he was what every father should be. But Sin, she was a brutal mother. Constantly yelling at the two when they would get into trouble- but this isn't the story of the Waterclan twins. This is the story of just one of them- this is Acidic's story.
She was given her name by her ill tempered mother, an elaboration on her and Fossil's relationship. He was her poison, but he would also be the death of her in the end. It was questioning if even her mate knew the reasoning behind the twin's names. No matter, Acidic grew up in the shadow of her sister- but not because Fatal was better, no she just chose to. It was when they were old enough to venture from their dens, and also old enough to understand the world around them. They watched with wide eyes as Fossil and Sin spent hours fighting with each other about the most idiotic of things.
"Really, you're yelling at me for that?!" Fossil hissed, the fur along his spine perked as he stared down his mate. The she-cat was just smaller then him, but the glare she gave with icey eyes was as intimidating as if he was staring down the snout of a dragon. "That isn't even relevant to this! Sin, that was years ago why are you still so up tight about it?" A snarl was his response, as the she-cat lunged at him. The mated pair tumbled around the nursery- now during this time their litter was the only one present, and no full time queens nested within the den. So they had the privacy to their family feud. Acidic would cower behind her sister, kneading into her fur as she prayed for the yelling to stop. For the growls and hissing to stop- for everything to just stop!
Neither parent realized the impact their arguments had on their children. They were too caught up in their own attention on each other, to notice the walls that carved around the twins. Causing them to lean on each other, as nobody else in the world would help them. The two warriors never physically harmed each other to the point of needing a healer, their arguments just got heated enough to were they would thrash around with their fur being plucked with scratches not even breaking skin. But the fighting was enough to scare the kits to the bone. Acidic continued to fall further and further into herself each night her parents fought. When they didn't she was papa's little angel. She constantly tried to impress him, but that only made Sin jealous as she would stomp over and start something up with her mate.
  "Fossil!" She would scream, her paws stabbing the ground and almost kicking over her own daughter. Acidic yelped and hide behind the leg of her father, eyes flashing to the other kit beside her. Fatal instantly slide into a defensive stance beside her twin. "Don't you have things to do? Why are you wasting your time doing nothing when you could be useful!" The she-cat snarled, ignoring the hurt expression as the smoke tabby lowered her own ears.
  She was nothing?
The larger tom gave a sigh, leaning over to swipe his tongue over his daughter before giving a solemn look to his mate. "What is it I'm supposed to be doing Sin? I'm trying to teach Acidic and Fatal how to waterbend. Even Shiver has informed us that they're both benders. Is that not important?" Fossil calmly stated, not wanting to make a scene in the middle of camp. But his mate was having none of it, snarling before turning on her heels clearly defeated, exiting the camp to blow off steam.
But, besides the downside of her upbringing they were taught the lessons of right and wrong- and even the basics of their clan's bending skills before they had even grown into their abilities. Acidic was a late bloomer, just gaining the skill on the day she and her sister were made into apprentices. She was so happy! to finally be able to manipulate the element of her clan's namesake- but that didn't last long.
"Oh goody! Now you and your sister are even more of a matched set. How are we supposed to tell you two apart?" Sin hissed, when the little kit ran over, arched over the snow as she twirled on her heels. Commanding the snow to cover her head to tail. Instantly the substance fell from her body and back onto the floor.
"Oh...Y-yes mother." Acidic whispered, backing away as to not anger the she-cat further. But the second she could she ran off to find her sister- who was over joyed she could finally bend! It wasn't long until she was named an apprentice by the grand tomcat known as Chief Cryptide, the white Forest Cat called the clan to attention as he called out in a booming voice atop one of the branches of the Summit Tree.
"Waterclan! With the shine of the moon that courses the energy through our veins, may the spirits heed my call as we welcome more apprentices into our ranks. May these cats get the training they need with my decision as their teachers. Soon, our clan will be be awarded with wonderful warriors! "


[Chapter 2- Apprenticeship] (6months-1Yr)
It was a big day for everyone in the clan when the twins where named as apprentices. But also a very big show, that when looked back on causes Acidic to lower her ears in shame. She was put on the spot with her little outburst as the Chief spoke, taking the attention of all of the clan. He spoke with confidence, something that amazed the young kit.
How could he speak so fluidly with so many eyes on him? She questioned to herself, watching, mesmerized. That is until his eyes looked down to the twin tabbies. A look crossed his face, as he seemed to be debating on which was which. It wasn't to hard to tell the two apart, but at first glance it was difficult- and apparently even the Chief had that problem.
"Acidic, Fatal, could the both of you step forward?" He asked calmly. The cross look from earlier completely vanished off his face. Cryptide wasn't too far off the ground from where he sat atop the branches. Being low enough that all could hear, but also high enough so the entire island was in his line of vision.
With the crowd having grown quiet as the twins made their way forward; Fatal was practically vibrating in place. While her shyer sister kept her gaze on the ground and pressed herself close. Her skin crawled with the feeling of many eyes watching her, it took all she had to keep her feet grounded.
"Hey sis," Acidic's attention was brought up as her twin bumped her shoulder. Dipping her head to whisper with a grin; "Relax for me kay? Its just us, and we're becoming apprentices!"
Apparently that was just what she needed, as slowly confidence filled her veins. After lifting her head, she flashed a small smile to her twin who returned it ten folds. Fatal walked with a hop in her step up to the base of the tree where Cryptide stood, while her sister walked slower behind her. Acidic kept her head high, and with a drawn in breath of air looked up the grand tom of 6 years. Rumour around the lake was he'd been leader since birth.
  Which wasn't a total lie.
  Cryptide had been given the title of Chief at a very young age, but every day he proved himself to be a great leader for Waterclan. But this isn't another chapter into the novel of Cryptide's life (which is already 25 pages long); this is the ceremony in which Acidic makes a fool of herself.
"Now," The Chief gave a nod down to the two kits. Moving off of the branch as he looked over his clan, he had already decided on mentors previously, but liked to make a show as if he was to pick then and there. Once his paws were settled on the pebbly floor of Waterclan's camp, he took a seat beside the two Maine Coons, his voice once again booming around the clearing as he continued his (possibly) scripted speech. "These two kits have both been shown as benders, as for the teachers...I have picked those of who I suspect will give them the knowledge they will need. Fatal, I entrust you to Arachnid. Although she is a prickly she-cat, her skill is unmatched."
After sharing a nod with the swirled striped she-cat, the Chief turned his gaze onto Acidic. Who, unknowingly, zoned out during his confusing riddles of speech. Watching her paws as they twitched in anticipation, and nerves.
"As for the young Acidic, I feel a more strong willed character is in order. Your teacher will be-
"Wait- we-were having different me-mentors?" It was the sound of her name that caught her attention, and by the time she looked up all she could hear was the sound of them being split apart. "No-no you you cant...we cant be..." Her ears flattened as she reared back, staring up with wide eyes at the white tom. Mouth falling shut as she just realized her doings- she just cut off the Chief.
She was so dead!
But the look the tomcat gave her was not of anger- but sympathy. A cool smile weaved through his lips as he knelled down to be eye leveled with the smoke pelted kit. A tilt to his head gave her the incentive she needed to calm her muscles, well that and the nudge to her shoulder from her sister who had not left her side.
"What is it little one? What can I not do?" He questioned, but it wasn't mocking as she would've expected. No, it was generally curious. But she still couldn't answer him, her mouth had gone dry and she instinctively ducked behind her twin. Who instantly followed through with a protect stance, chest poked out, and narrowed eyes face the Chief. Chuckling he stood back to his full height to address the clan; "It appears we have a shy one- but by no means is that bad. Much like my mother I have a soft spot for kits, thus I will grant them their wishes if deemed reasonable. Arachnid may I have a word?"
It didn't take long for the Chief to leave with the gray tabby, retreating to his den so they may speak in private. The twins were left huddled at the base of the Summit Tree, while the cats of the clan talked among themselves. Curious to what their leader planned.
"Hey Ace, relax, you're okay. I got you," Fatal had started to purr into her sister's ear. Hating how she could feel the tremor that pounded through her core. Hating how fearful her twin looked; the bolder of the two swiped her tongue over her forehead before pressing their noses together. "I got you, and nothing can ever tear us apart."
By the time the older cats had returned, Acidic was crawling out from her hiding place ready to face the world (or as ready as she could ever really be). Cryptide returned to the top of the branch, gaining the attention of his clanmates, and once again she felt a twig of jealousy at how comfortable he was up there.
"Cats of water, I would like to ask of you to allow me to try something different. Our warrior, Arachnid, has agreed in my plans- in fact she even suggested it. But I cannot move forth without the agreement of all." Cryptide spoke smoothly, his words catching the attention of all, even those who tried to sneak off. "Because of the closeness of this pair of twins, I will offer them the opportunity to train together. Both under the watchful eye of Arachnid, I trust she will be able to handle them."
For one, there was no objections. Nobody called him out on the ideal- the clan trusted him after all, so if he said if would be okay they believed him. Some looked skeptical but Acidic ignored all of them, instead she looked to Fatal feeling happier then she had ever been.
"See! I told you Sis!" Fatal had cried in glee, snuggling her face into the fur Acidic's neck. She didn't say anything, but the grateful look to their mentor told the entire story.

After the ceremony they were moved into the apprentices den, there they shared a nest, and finally got the much needed space from their parent's fighting. Which had only worsen afterwards, soon their relationship dynamic was shown to the camp. After all neither had a reason to run around inside the nursery anymore, leaving them to either fight in the den they shared with everyone else, or in the territory where they had the chance of being caught.
Fossil and Sin ended up splitting apart- again, wedging the gap between them and their children even further apart then it already was.
Arachnid did exactly as Cryptide predicted, her skill morphed into Fatal's own in record timing. Acidic, however, was going a bit behind on schedule. In her mind she blamed herself, but in reality it was that the she-cat was having difficulty training to apprentices at the same time. And the fact she was one of those cats who didn't ask for help no matter the fact- things went south very quickly.
In the first few months of their being apprentices, Fatal had grown so much in her bending ability. While Acidic only got the basics, but apart of her didn't mind. In fact- she liked being in the shadow of her twin. As strange as that may seem, so she stayed like that- well until the Chief came to realize their mentor's struggles. He didn't make it known, and it wasn't until mid way into their apprenticeship that he ended up taking the three out onto a patrol.
"I see the both of you have grown," He commented bemused. Leading the she-cats towards the Fireclan border. Crawling his way around the tangled roots and branches that were the namesake of the forest. "Though, I'm sorry to say I have noticed."
Acidic didn't understand what he meant at first, but the solemn look that was given by her mentor instantly jogged her brain to understand. He was going to separate them- but before she could voice her thoughts she was blocked by the fluffy tail of Waterclan's Chief.
"Now, Acidic. I don't want to pull you two apart, but you must realize. Relaying solely on someone, even if they are your twin, will only hurt you in the end. I am not taking you two away from each other, you will still train under the eyes of Arachnid however I will also be taking you to train on your own." The news caused her eyes to widen- was she hearing him correctly. "Now, Arachnid. You take Fatal onto the other side of the lake. I will stay here and train Acidic for as long as she is able."
"Gotcha Chief. Come on Fatal, your sister will be fine." The tomboyish warrior stated as she used her tail to drive her apprentice away. Despite her struggles- Acidic was left alone beside the Chief.
Surprisingly it wasn't so bad. He was a man of his word after all, and Acidic found herself building her confidence under the eyes of the leader. But not only was she being trained for her personality, her bending was far greater as well. She excelled in the use of ice based moves, which Cryptide did as well so it was a perfect fix.
During her apprenticeship she started to grow more of a back bone, and started to smile more often without the need of having Fatal by her side. She became independent, and that was only shown as she had asked Cryptide if she could go hunting alone. He immediately agreed and that's how the black pelted Maine Coon found herself in one of the endless forests of Waterclan territory.
The hunt went well, as soon enough she was carrying a squirrel toad by its tail with a smile on her face. But, as the fluffy tail of the strange hybrid covered her sight she didn't notice the loop of the root that stuck out to trip her.
A cry fell from her lips, as so did her prey, as she tumbled forward. Hitting the ground in none of the manner of gracefulness, as another pained whine filled the air. Something was tugging at her fur from the routes, causing her to cry out once again. When she tried to move, she was greeted with the painful pinch of whatever it was that had gotten ahold of her. Fearfully she tried to look at what was pulling at the hair of her neck, but her thick fur made the task much more difficult then need be.
After climbing to her feet, and directing a rather filthy glare at the root responsible for her fall. Once taking her prey between her teeth, she tackled the route back to camp all the while complaining under her breath about the mysterious pain in her neck. However that was solved quickly as the concerned squawking of her sister knocked her back to the ground (her prey long forgotten as she looked to her sister).
  “ACIDIC! I heard the screaming! Are you okay? Please tell me you a- WOAH! What is this?” She gently placed a paw just under the snake skeleton, “How did you? Sis that looks so cool, but why is there a skeleton in your fur?”
As soon as it came to realization, the twins escaped the camp and settled for sitting by the lake as Acidic eyed the skeleton tangled in her fur. How did that even? Shaking her head, she whined at the action caused the ribs both pulled and stabbed at her skin. Paws stopped her from moving any further, as Fatal went to work on fixing the skeleton, for the most part she was able to untangle the vertebrae from her fur.
But the skeleton was stuck
After giving a huff of annoyance, Acidic accepted the little pest into her life. The skeleton stayed tucked under her fur, broken and stuck. But it was comfortable, after she had grown used to it. Fatal soon found a nice necklace of her own, grinning about how they matched.

When Fatal and Arachnid went out for training, and Acidic was either staying in camp or waiting for Cryptide- she would wonder into Shiver's den with interest. The she-cat's own morbid curiosity interested the apprentice as she looked around. Asked questions, but otherwise stayed out of the Healer's way and just watched. She had no interest in medicine, but the possibilities of what you could do with certain remedies got her curious. She picked up on a few things, but otherwise it was just a past time while she waited.

Just before the twins were about to partake on the rite of passage; The Ice Dodging event- their father decided to take them out. Fossil apologized for a couple hundred decades when he came up to the two and offered them a trip to the Rapids. They accepted hesitantly, but over all it was a joyful trip.
Until Sin decided to crash the party.
"What do you think you're doing!?" The she-cat sneered, balancing herself on one of the many stones thrown around the fast moving waters.
"Spending time with my kits," The tom replied with a drawl. Sighing, he really didn't want to deal with this, but he turned to face her nonetheless. "Are we really going to fight riIGHT- "
Everything seemed to slow down at that point on, when Fossil turned to face his former mate his paws ended up loosing balance. Water had drenched the rock he stood on causing him to slip, and before he could do anything he started to fall into the water's depth. The kits were to slow to react, but they didn't need to. A splash of water shifted him up onto the shore of Airclan territory, and the tip of Sin's fur vanished into the water with a gargled cry.
Nobody dared move, even when they all swore they heard a incredibly loud crack</>, as splotches of red started to follow the course of the rapids.
The twins stood pressed to each other one one of the rocks, which was being lapped at by the blood of their mother. While their father stared in shock, still processing everything that had happened.
"I never did...Get to tell her how much I loved her." Fossil broke the silence in a whispered voice, getting to his paws as he hopped back onto Waterclan territory. His tail signaled to his kits to follow, as the family of three made their way back to camp in a shocked silence.
What was there to even say? Everything had happened far to quickly, and no words could describe how any of them felt at that moment.

Cryptide allowed the twins a pass of mourning, as the clan held a vigil in honor of a lost warrior. The Chief bowed his head, but the twins did not accept. Instead they asked to partake in the challenge then and there, which they were granted. Once things were set up they worked together to guide the ice down and back to camp.
It was a silent act, and painfully slow over all. But neither were trying to break any world record on the fastest Ice Dodging event time. Acidic used the change to clear her head, the event swimming in her vision as she stared effortlessly at the task at hand. What had even happened? Well obviously her mother had died, after saving her father by bending him out of the way she fell into the rapids herself. Which the tides easily dragged her about like an old rag doll and slammed her against one of the many rocks in the pool.
After casting a look to her sister, who mirrored her horrified feelings, a smile etched onto her face. Atleast she had her sister.
By the time she had come to that conclusion, they were done. Which really surprised her- was the event so easy? Or was she just so lost in her own mind she didn't notice any obstacles? No matter; they were both made Warriors at that moment. Their father watching from the sidelines with a smile. He was proud, but also still in mourning.

It is always said, that with death comes life, and with life comes death.

[Chapter 3- Warrior days] (CURRENT)
**This is reserved for important plot points or roleplays involving Acidic**

\\-Family-//

Mother

Sin (Deceased)

Father

Fossil

Siblings

Fatal

-x-
Mate

N/A

Kit(s)

N/A

\\-Relationships-//

= Acquaintance
= Unsure
= Friend
= Good Friend
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~~Name~~ = Deceased
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[||~~Sin~~|NPC|"Mother...Why did she save Father? "]
[||Fossil|NPC|"...He always taught me, if I had nothing nice to say to not say it at all..."]
[||Fatal|Sammsy-Chan|"*Perks up* Fatal- Fay is great! I love her, she protects me...I only feel safe when she's by my side. Without her- I feel lost. Afraid, numb...I-I.. *looks away*"]
[||Arachnid|TheFearlessHamster|"She was a good mentor...a bit too fast paced? I-I don't know..."]
[||Cryptide|BonesXShatter|"The Chief...took me under his wing, took me away from my sister. Yet...I don't hate him for it? "]

\\-Roleplay Sample-//
||Dawn-of-Destinies |Cryptide||
High rank duties had grown to an all times high after the course of the storm crawling across the clan's territory. With damages needing to be inspected, along with the prey issue which was getting more and more acknowledging. Patrols were sent out, and more then half the time they would return empty pawed. Fish was plentiful, but as winter had froze over the lake not many places had thinned enough to be able to catch. But over all, Waterclan dealt with the cooler season better then the others.

Sighing for what felt like the millionth time that day, Cryptide had returned to the camp after dealing with the matters of thinning ice. Apprentices felt it would be a great idea to run across the lake, only for it to crack under their paws. Stress was building atop of him, to the point it was getting difficult to breath. Some kind of distraction was greatly needed, not that he would ever vocalize his complaints.

As he stepped foot into the camp, the Chief couldn't help the chuckle that formed as he noted his Healer's place. He could only guess they were out of fish, the way Shiver sat beside their stash with a pout. Although he couldn't make one of animals appear in thin air, Cryptide decided to walk over anyhow.

"When was the last time you ate?" He had greeted with a concerned look. Knowing full well his friend often went days without eating. Loosing herself in her work, a flaw both felines shared the tom realized as his stomach gave a groan of absence.

\\-Meet the Demon-//

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Assamssin

Mar 12, 2016

//snatches up the bab <3
I love the new designnnnnn