graves among the stars [character profiles]

Astraeus seems, above all, approachable. He has an easy-going manner about him, with an affable face and an effortless stride that seems almost lazy. Lounging on sun-warmed rocks seems to be his natural state. There is a bit of a calculating gleam to his eye, but it usually only shows itself in fights, where his movements are precise and thought-out.

Like many of his relatives, Astraeus is tall, though not so much so as Bloodstrike, or even Dawnfeather. He’s well-proportioned, not overly lanky or stocky. His thick pelt is somewhat short in length but grows longer around his neck and tail, and sheds mud, cold, and heat like springtime daisies. His tail is the only thing about his proportions that could be called unusual, and even then it’s only slightly longer than the average cat’s. You could call him somewhat angular, but that would just be rude.

The young tom’s pelt glistens in the sun. It’s silver, with darker stripes that grow more distinct around his paws. The blurry markings on the majority of his coat are a bit unusual, but they do help him blend into his non-snow surroundings. His eyes are a keen, cutting yellow, almost like a bird of prey- if that bird of prey was about as dangerous as a penguin.

Overall, Astraeus’s demeanor could perhaps be best described as that of a fortunate, lazy prince who never had to do a day’s hard work in his life, though there’s still some decadent elegance in his ears and the curve of his jaw.  

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Voice Claim: Hans from Frozen x David Attenborough

Likes: dusk, snow,
Dislikes: you probably
Fears: being found out, getting attached, his father, the un-dead
Strengths: silver-tongued, jack-of-all-trades, clever
Weaknesses: unempathetic, master of none, selfish,

Star Signs: Sagittarius
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Character Alignment: true neutral

Astraeus has been through some hard times, living in the city, and though he was once a fortunate kit who never had to fear, he’s well aware of how tenuous life’s thread can be. His easy demeanor is who he once was, and perhaps who he still is deep down,  but he’s far from lazy.

The affability is genuine- he’s a friendly cat, one who prefers company, and his friendship is real- as deep as it goes. He’d love to hang out with you, really, but he won’t risk his pelt for you. He won’t risk his pelt for anyone. Never again.

Astraeus, above and beneath it all, is a survivor. He wants to live, and that need trumps every other want he might have. He calculates his every move in fights and is completely unafraid to flee if he even suspects things might go south. He’ll offer prey to the Clans- sure! As long as he doesn’t need it. Their friendship is an asset, yes, but you can’t utilize assets if you’re dead.

You might call him shallow, but that’s just rude. He’s empathetic, and kindly, and sweet- as long as the action doesn’t put his pelt in danger. Loyal is what he is not. No offense to you, though- it’s nothing personal.

He just won’t get attached- and he’s scarily good at doing just that. If he could leave behind the family he would’ve died for and now view them with a dispassionate interest- well. Just think of how much easier it’ll be for him to abandon you.

During his travels, Astraeus ended up at the Distant Garden, and the beliefs these cats hold heavily shaped how he views the world. The stars hold a special significance for him, such that he refrains from swearing by their names, viewing such an action as nigh-sacrilegious- they led him to the Garden, when he was lost, wounded and weak- there he recovered his strength for moons. He instead typically swears by ‘the shades’- perhaps some memory of the monster his father became influencing this decision. Astraeus believes that all living things end up in the stars when they die, and that the Clans’ insistence that only their ancestors walk the skies is heresy and pure spite, although he does acknowledge that the Clans’ ancestors are stronger than most, more able to interfere directly in the affairs of the living- however, Astraeus sees this as a negative thing, believing that the Clans’ ancestors are too worldly, too attached to their own lingering ambitions and desires.

Astraeus often refers to the seasons by the Garden cats’ name for them: the Seasons of Sleeping Snows, Waking Flowers, Blazing Sun, and Drifting Leaves. He lives in the moment and for the good things in life. The silver tom stayed among the Garden Cats for seasons, a life of relative ease and safety, but something called his paws to wander a different path at the height of the Season of Drifting Leaves… maybe he’ll return, one day. He still answers to the name they gave him, Asphodel, and sometimes gives it in place of his real name.


Bloodline: 0.52% Thunderclan, 3.37% Riverclan, 1.57% Windclan, 21.88% Shadowclan, 47.66% New Skyclan, 25% Asylum
Lineage: _15th_ Generation Player Character

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Mother: Hyacinth
Father: Dawnhawk
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Sister(s): Achyls | Thistlemask, Aoife, Aphrodite, Anastasia, Atalante, Achelois
Brother(s): Aether | Crimsonflame, Aleksander, Apollo, Ares
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Paternal Family

Paternal Grandmother: Smokefeather
Paternal Grandfather: Bloodstrike

Paternal Aunt(s): Beechfang, Ravenclaw, Vulturecry, Dustpaw, Adderflare, Primroselight
Paternal Uncle(s): Lichenblaze, Jaggedkit, Copperfox

Paternal Cousin(s): many

Maternal Family

Maternal Grandmother: Tavora
Maternal Grandfather: Iniko

Maternal Aunt(s): Rosethorn, Pandora
Maternal Uncle(s): Kirabo, Galloway

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Friends: Lighttail, Birdchaser, Astershine
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Arch Enemies: Dawnhawk

Astraeus was born in the harsh of leaf-bare to Hyacinth and Dawnhawk, along with his many siblings. Due to the scarcity of prey, he was forced to hunt from a young age. The young Astraeus dearly loved his family- but when his father rose from the dead, his visceral terror was enough to send Astraeus far, far away.

Many moons later he returned right before the quake, reuniting with Aether and meeting Lighttail of ShadowClan, along with her annoying brother Sablestrike. Astraeus offered his assistance to SkyClan and it was accepted, taking the opportunity to hunt with his nephew, Astershine, while keeping his identity concealed.

After being caught in a cunning trap, Astraeus was taken to Twolegplace. Here, far from the Clans, the old wanderlust took his heart once more, and the silvery tom wandered off, scorning the Clans his father had dwelt in and died for.


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Creation topic: https://warriorclancats.forumotion.com/t46092-astraeus-the-wanderer
First Word(s): “Mornin’ Mama. I was already awake.”


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Russetrye rarely stands still; full of energy, she is often seen hopping from paw to paw or thrumming her feet on the ground. Her medium length tabby fur is always disheveled, though rarely tangled. Mostly red with a lighter underbelly and electric blue eyes, Russetrye possesses a downscaled version of the typical WindClan body shape- lanky with long limbs, yet somehow only average height- and below average height when it comes to WindClan.

She has the enthusiasm of a kit, either sprawled out lazily or bouncing up and down, with almost no in-between. Russetrye’s only scar is a faint one on her shoulder where she fought a weasel as an apprentice.

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Voice: perky and average-pitched with a noticeable accent

Likes: running, hares, races, spars, mid-morning, spending time with friends
Dislikes: frogs/fish, stuck-up cats, gloomy grey days, wet, being left alone
Fears: not being good enough for WindClan; being abandoned; being left alone
Strengths: short bursts of speed, keen ears+nose
Weaknesses: struggles with long-distance runs, average eyesight, not overly physically strong

Star Signs: Scorpio
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Character Alignment: Chaotic Good

On the outside, Russetrye appears to be a simple cat, full of enthusiasm, pep, and opinion. However, she’s terrified of being abandoned and struggles to feel like she fits in with WindClan- causing her to cling desperately to the cats she loved. Betrayal cuts deep, even unintended ones- and being left alone can cause her worries to surface. Russetrye thrives on conversation- she needs it to distract and reassure herself. Despite a strong wanderlust, she could never truly leave WindClan.

Deep down, Russetrye just wants to be loved.

Bloodline: 100% WindClan
Lineage: _1st_ Generation Player Character

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Mother(s): Whiteburn (NPC)
Father(s): Tigerstripe (NPC)
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Sister(s): Wheatgrass (NPC)
Brother(s): Ryepaw (NPC)
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Paternal Grandmother: Moorfoot (NPC)
Paternal Grandfather: Mistbite (NPC)

Paternal Aunt(s): Lionbite (NPC), Cheetahclaw (NPC)
Paternal Uncle(s): Pantherprowl (NPC)

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Maternal Family

Maternal Grandmother: Hartstep (NPC)
Maternal Grandfather: Stagcall (NPC)

Maternal Aunt(s): Sootstripe (NPC), Blackbay (NPC)
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Mentor(s): Silverwing
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Friends

Friends: Shadepaw, Fuzzface, Blazefang, Leopardsun
Best Friends: Sleepyhollow, Silverwing

Enemies

Enemies: Weaselfoot, Mudshriek, Nightstar (but she’s too scared of him to do anything)
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Russetrye was born to Whiteburn and Tigerstripe, named for her red fur. Little Russetkit possessed two older siblings- a sister, Wheatpaw, and a brother, Ryepaw. Out of all her family, Russetkit was closest to Ryepaw- indeed, at the young age of four moons, Whiteburn left her to the queens in the nursery to resume her warrior duties. Not long after, Ryepaw was killed by a predator- shaking Russetkit to the core. Thankfully, her newfound friend Sleepykit was there to comfort her.

Russetkit was apprenticed to Silverwing, a warrior she’d played with while still a kit, while Sleepykit was apprenticed to Silverwing’s former mentor Blazefang. The four went out on a joint training session, culminating in a spar between the newly-named apprentices, which Russetpaw won!

However, almost the next day, the ground shook beneath the WindClanner’s very paws, and the whole Clan was forced to evacuate to Fourtrees. Russetpaw lost Silverwing in the chaos, and stuck close to Sleepypaw and Blazefang until she was reunited with her mentor.

While staying at Fourtrees, Russetpaw met the ShadowClan deputy, Leopardsun, (whose name she can never remember), the ShadowClanners Harrierpaw and Snowfoot, and the WindClan kits Shadekit and Fuzzkit. When the Twolegs attacked and WindClan was forced to evacuate to Highstones, Russetpaw struggled to keep up and from then on worried about not being good enough to fit in.

Shadekit and Fuzzkit were apprenticed, Fuzzpaw joining Russetpaw under Silverwing’s tutelage. The two did not get along at first, but after some time, all five apprentices formed a solid friend group. Russetpaw argued with Weaselfoot while on a hunting competition, seeing him as a snob. Albeit a handsome snob.

During this time, Russetpaw struggled with feeling like Silverwing was untouchable- like she couldn’t come to her mentor with her feelings about not being good enough, because Silverwing was just too perfect.

Finally, Russetpaw was made a warrior alongside Sleepypaw, her warrior name honoring her brother. The newly-named Russetrye and Sleepyhollow sat vigil that night- and Russetrye burnt the last bridge with her birth family, whom she’d hardly interacted with in moons.

While on a solo hunting patrol, Russetrye came across a Clanmate, Amberstone’s, scent trail leading across the ShadowClan border. Hesitant, Russetrye was persuaded to cross the border when Amberstone was attacked by a hawk, and joined the other she-cat in fending it off. Out of nowhere, Nightstar and Locustcall, two ShadowClanners, attacked, seriously wounding Amberstone and defeating Russetrye, despite the current Shadow/Wind alliance.

Her relationship with her Clan fractured and feeling isolated after the border spat, Russetrye ran off one night. It was supposed to just be a quick jaunt, to see if they really would miss her but she was found by Twolegs and taken across the great Sundrownplace to a completely new land. Despite herself, Russetrye has come to accept her new life as a barn cat far away from the Clans she once called home, but she’s sworn to herself that she’ll return to these skies when she dies.

Plot(s):
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First Word(s): ”Hello! I’m Russetkit myself, see?”


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