Violetta

**Violetta** is a defensive and sensitive warrior of PurpleClan.

## Physical Description

Violetta is a beautiful and graceful light golden she-cat with light orange stripes and small patches. Pale white stripes along her flank to tail, white paws, chest, and muzzle, with emerald green eyes. Used to be plump as a kittypet, but after becoming a rogue, was slender and agile.

## Personality

Being a kittypet-turned-rogue-turned-loner-turned-warrior would be hard for any cat. Because of her past, Violetta is oversensitive about small things and is quick to defend herself. She used to be bullied as a rogue because of her kittypet roots, and grown very quick tongued and her words can sting if she want them to. In the time when she was a loner, Violetta was surrounded by walls of isolation and therefore prefers working by herself and often needs time alone.

## History

### Overview

* Violetta reflects on her past life as a rogue before joining PurpleClan.
* Violetta and Runningbreeze have an awkward conversation.
* Violetta offers to check up on Featherpaw, but accidentally oversleeps.
* Violetta and Featherpaw participate in Runningbreeze's patrol to the BlueClan border.

### PurpleClan’s Prairie RP

In her first scene, Violetta pads out of the warrior’s den, walking around aimlessly and wondering what she should do then. She wonders if she should hunt for her Clan, help the medicine cat, talk to the apprentices, or help out with the nursery, before shaking her head vigorously and scolding herself for being stupid. She thinks that she should hunt for her Clan above all else, and wonders why she would hesitate.

Fuming, she walks out of the camp into the shelter of the beautiful wisterias. Walking along the paths, she wonders if she is fit to become a Clan cat, and to live with other cats. She notes her backstory, and how turning into a rogue had been hard enough, after her soft kittypet life, and after she had finally learned how to hunt and fend for herself, she had been forced to abandon her rogue life and her rogue friends.

Violetta recalls how she had been searching for a place to settle down, alone, hunting for herself and having no interactions with other cats, as a loner. Then, a PurpleClan patrol had found her and welcomed her into the Clan, and, back to the present world, Violetta thinks glumly that, even after all their kindness, she was still unsure of her loyalty.

Fuming even more, she is just about to start hunting, but something catches her eye, and she sees a light gray tabby with blue eyes stalk past a bush a few fox-lengths from her, likely not in the best mood. Violetta narrows her eyes, wondering if she should ask him what was on his mind, before crushing the thought, thinking that it would have sounded rude, and that she wouldn’t want to have a clawed ear in exchange.

Thinking about what she should do, her head begins to hurt, and Violetta gives up, concluding silently that the best solution would be to leave quietly, hoping that he hadn’t spotted her and nothing else occurred. Suddenly, she feels someone bump into her, and she whirls around, claws ready, only to find the tom she had seen earlier. Violetta sheathes her claws, thinking that he hadn’t been looking where he had been going, either, and awkwardly asks if he was alright.

As the tom, Runningbreeze, answers positively, Violetta acknowledges his response, withering in humility as she notes that he'd obviously scented her, and that she'd been stupid. A bit too quickly, she says that they weren't at the same level, as she got in the Clan about a moon ago. She adds that she didn't think he could help her, as she had never needed help, before backing away a few paces and scolding herself for making the most awkward conversation she'd ever heard.

Violetta silently wonders how she could talk like such and still be in the Clan, and looks up at the tom. She considers how she could make the conversation more smooth, and silently concludes that she should ask his name, which is something she believes she should've done all along. With forced brightness, anything to escape the awkward memory, she greets the tom, stating that her name was Violetta and asking him for his name.

The tom says that his name was Runningbreeze, although she could call him Breeze, and Violetta greets him with his name, before wondering if she was too stiff. She repeats her name, saying that her name was Violetta. She quickly tries to think of a shortened name, like Runningbreeze, and fails, adding that her name was just Violetta. The latter lowers her head in embarrassment and tries to change the subject, quickly asking if Runningbreeze had anything on his mind.

Violetta shamefully notes that she sounded like an apprentice talking to her leader, and wonders what she was cowering for. She hurriedly says that he didn't have to tell her, as she respected his privacy and would understand perfectly well, before cutting herself off and yelling at herself in her mind that she'd just made it worse. Violetta sighs, silently telling herself to try and be more natural, and unintentionally says aloud that she supposed she wasn't the best in those kinds of stuff.

As Runningbreeze comments on Violetta's shakiness and explains his situation, Violetta's eyes narrow evenly as she feels her rogue self take over. She silently tells Runningbreeze not to let her stuttering self fool him, and that she was only trying to be nice, questioning if Runningbreeze would like to see the other end of her. Her tail lashes, and she meows her thanks and that she'd never thought of thinking before she spoke, although sarcasm drips on her words. Violetta looks up at Runningbreeze, thinking that he wasn't even listening, and wondering if some cat could be more disrespectful.

Violetta is just about to give stinging reply, one that concerned asking him if he had ever thought of the reason Featherpaw had been giving him attitudes and sneaking out of camp without permission, as well as questions he surely would have seen coming, although Violetta takes a deep breath, calming herself down and trying her best to go back to a normal Violetta. In the end, she asks him if Featherpaw had already been giving him signs of such an attitude she had towards him before, and how exactly did she postpone her sessions, which the choices being by giving attitudes or just simply begging.

Violetta coughs, noting that she sounded far too serious, and questioning Runningbreeze if he thought so as well. As Runningbreeze answers her questions, Violetta nods, not noticing the way he narrowed his eyes further. She hesitates, asking if he tried to talk to her, and stutters that he surely did, before offering if he would like her to go find Featherpaw and talk sense into her.

Runningbreeze agrees, adding for her to be gentle, and Violetta muses his comment, smiling a rare smile and remarking that she'd always been gentle with young cats. She adds that there had been no need to tell her to leave immediately if Featherpaw became angry, as the former would've figured it out herself if smoke had been coming from her nostrils. Violetta nods, before asking for Featherpaw's whereabouts. As Runningbreeze notes that her scent trail led to the BlueClan border, Violetta questions why Featherpaw would go there, before noting that there was no time to think through. She briskly says that she would follow her scent trail presumably to the BlueClan border and see what she was up to to calm her down. Violetta then exchanges a brief farewell to Runningbreeze, before dashing off and disappearing among the trees.

In her next scene, Violetta recalls how she had returned to the warrior's den a while after her conversation with Runningbreeze, and remembers how she had tried to follow Featherpaw's scent trail, but it had somehow mixed with some BlueClan scent at the border, with another trail leading back towards the camp. Violetta recalls how she hadn't found the apprentice in camp, had been too tired to investigate further, had crashed into the moss bed, and had went into a deep slumber as soon as she had closed her eyes.

In her next scene, Violetta wakes up groggily, the sun high in the sky. She longs to sleep more, until she realizes that it was almost midday. She thinks that she was such a mouse-brain, as she had not found or talked to Featherpaw and had overslept. She scolds herself for being a disgrace to the Clan, while padding briskly out of the den and wanting to make up for how she overslept. She thinks that she should probably go to Runningbreeze first and apologize for not finding Featherpaw and oversleeping, and scans the camp for him, wondering where he could be.

Violetta spots Runningbreeze with Featherpaw at the fresh-kill pile, and begins to approach them. As Runningbreeze offers for her to join the sunset patrol to the BlueClan border, Violetta smiles, eagerly agreeing, before her gaze quickly shifts to Featherpaw, whose head was hanging low as she padded over to Runningbreeze. She wonders if Runningbreeze and Featherpaw talked.

## Trivia

### Interesting Facts

* Violetta may have a split-personality disorder.
* She was a rogue before a PurpleClan warrior, and a kittypet before a rogue.
* She may be struggling with feelings of isolation.

### Mistakes

* Violetta mistakenly thinks that she made the situation *worst* instead of *worse.*
* There is an extra hyphon between *mid* and *day* in *midday*, resulting in the grammatical mistake *mid-day*.
* There is mistakenly a comma instead of a semicolon or a period and a capital letter between *pile* and *she*, resulting in the comma splice *Violetta spotted [Runningbreeze] with [Featherpaw] at the fresh-kill pile, she began to approach them.*