Redwing

Drawn by me!

Redwing is a Riverclan she-cat known for her impulsive nature, witty remarks, and charming singing voice. Redwing is currently a young warrior.

**This page is a Work In Progress!**

## **Description**

### Name

**Red-** stands for her bright red coat.

**-wing** symbolizes her carefree spirit and singing alongside the birds.

### Appearance

Redwing is smaller than the average warrior, but muscular under her thick coat. Her ears are small and her shoulders are large; coupled with a "mane" around her neck, Redwing bears an angular but stocky frame. Her fur is a bold reddish-ginger with wide, swirling stripes, and a heavy bicolor along her neck, front legs, and belly. Her tail is paler than the rest of her fur. Redwing's eyes are a pale yellow-green, and her nose and paw pads are light pinks.

### Personality

Big ol' mouth! She speaks her mind and often lacks a filter for her words. Very competitive. Redwing is curious about the world outside Riverclan, highly reactive, and tends to act before she thinks.

## **History**

### Youth - Apprenticeship

As a kit, the Riverclanner was determined to learn how to climb. Long Newleaf days were spent tearing up birch bark and getting stuck in bushes. By 3 moons, the young Riverclanner dangled high above her worried parents. Legs wobbling, tail flailing, shouting out her victory for all of Starclan to hear. And when she was tired, she would sleep on that branch, too prideful to admit she didn't know how to get down.

By her apprenticeship, Redpaw was itching to explore. She snuck out of camp often and wandered the territory under both the light of the stars and the warmth of the sun. Scoldings only seemed to encourage her more. Redpaw focused hard during training and listened well, eager to learn and become a great warrior someday. On hunting and border patrols, Redpaw's gaze always seemed to drift across Riverclan's borders. She never understood why the borders were so strictly protected; why couldn't the territories be blurred a little? The moors of Windclan seemed so refreshing, and she enjoyed the taste of Shadowclan frogs that hopped across those imaginary lines.

Redpaw's curiosity about the other clans became satisfied when she caught an unfamiliar scent and a distressed cry during her unsupervised wanderings. An unfamiliar cat, deep in Riverclan territory, attacking one of her clanmates. How dare they!? Enraged, she chased off the young Tigerpaw. Since the event, Redpaw felt she understood why those borders were put in place - outsiders were not to be trusted. The young cat developed her sharp tongue and an aggressive duty to defend her clan. But in her heart, her feelings about the other clans were confusing, and the uncertainty gnawed in the back of her mind. Were they all as aggressive as that one intruder? There is obvious wrong in attacking other cats, but is it so sinful to explore a land that they all shared?

### Warriorhood

Filler Filler Filler

[All mentions of trespassing are purely for roleplay purposes.] ======

## **Relations**

### Family

##### *NPC*= A "filler" character, not played by anyone. If you would like to be part of Redwing's family, please DM me!

Father: Unknown, but available!

Mother: Unknown, but available!

Siblings: Unknown, but available!