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Description

You will never know what's behind my skull

So won't you say goodnight, so I can say goodbye

You will never know what's under my hair

So won't you say goodnight, so I can say goodbye

Name: Bayberry

Voice: youtu.be/l1LXDBClPiw

Age: 14 moons

Gender: Doe/Female

Rank: Private

Mentor: Glory

You will never know what's under my skin

So won't you say goodnight, so I can say goodbye

You will never know what is in my veins

So won't you say goodnight, so I can say goodbye

Won't you go to someone else's dreams?

Won't you go to someone else's head?

Haven't you taken enough from me?

Won't you torture someone else's sleep??

Skills: Very manipulative, Her brute strength is enough to tackle an almost full grown buck if she really wanted to, has long sharp claws she's sharpened from her days in the pit, has a lot of finesse, her large size makes her more intimidating, especially since its not fur but pure muscle and bone, can see better in the dark then in the day

Weaknesses: Too big for tight spaces, not a very good digger, can't see very well when the sun is out whatsoever, reckless, Can't hide very well either.

Appearance: A large, thin doe with large shoulder muscles. Long sharp claws, and walks with a long slow stride. Her left ear usually twitching when she's annoyed, and her tail always hung so low and blends in with her fur, its hard to tell if she even has a tail. She has different shades of dark brown fur, and sometimes its a bit to see if she's in the dark tunnels coming towards you, you wouldn't be able to see her at all if it weren't for her bright red eyes, and the way they glowed in the tunnels, helping her stare down any rabbits with how dark it was at times. She has her head adorned with different types of flowers and fallen fall leaves, a bright yellow feather attached to her ear after a vow she made with a close friend.

Voice: www.instagram.com/p/B2xe6YZntR…

Personality:
Intelligent
Cunning
Loyal
Manipulative
Calm
Ambitious

Trickster
Anger issues
Stubborn
Secretive
Arrogant
Cruel

Backstory:
Born from the rabbits known as the respectable Nightshade, and the laughing stock now known as Downpour. The trickster lived a happy little kithood. Alway being top dog, and getting whatever she wished from either kits or adults alike. It was fairly easy when she had respectable parents, and for a while, life had been good. Until her father had decided not to kill a buttercup, and lost his ears. That's when she lost absolutely everything. The fame between the kits and other prisoners in the warren, the fear from her siblings. Beginning to work harder, the doe began to treat the prisoners like she was a top dog once again. It wasn't as easy as before, but she eventually caught the eye of a captain and she was taken to Gladiolus. When she was examined by the General, she sat up with pride. Chest popped out and eyes devoid of emotion. She knew why he was doing this because she was one of the many spawn of Downpour. She explained to the General that she would kill her father without a second glance if he wished, though that was unnecessary. She was soon turned into a private after the General found her worthy..of course not without doing a few tasks to prove it.

And you will never know what I'm thinking of

So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye

And you will never understand what I believe

So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye

Haven't you taken enough from me?

Won't you torture someone else's sleep?

Won't you go to someone else's dreams?

Won't you go to someone else's head?

Haven't you taken enough from me?

Won't you torture someone else's sleep?

Private:
As a private, the doe had looked around the warren and saw exactly how the fire had destroyed everything weak in its path. How it ate it all without a second thought, without even a flicker of regret. Bayberry soon began to strive to be a fire, and one day she would remove all those weak from her path, and she would get what she rightfully deserved. She would get those hills and she would fight with every last breath in her body if needed. Her thoughts only slightly changed when she met a buck named Threar, who she had challenged. They had tied, yet somehow it felt like she lost, having been angered for a while, she couldn't stay mad at the solstice. Having had no friends made her open her eyes, and accept someone who she had once thought would be her enemy. After making a vow, she's training even harder then ever, and hopes to gain rights to sleep in the privates den once again.

I start to part two halves of my heart in the dark and I...
Don't know where I should go,
And the tears and the fears begin to multiply
Taking time in a simple place
In my bed where my head rests on a pillowcase
And it's said that a war's lead but I forget
That I let another day go by

Mate: None

Sexuality: Bisexual

Kits: None

Kin: Mother-Nightshade
Father-Downpour
Siblings-Coltsfoot, Wintergreen, Grizz, Ragwort

I want to be afraid but it seems that these days
I'm caught under water and I'm falling farther
My heart's getting harder, I'm calling my father
Am I screaming to an empty sky?
Empty sky, no way, that's me 'cause one half of my heart is free
Empty sky, no way
That's me 'cause the other half of my heart's asleep

Roleplay Example:

Moose huffed as he growled at the sound of their laughter entering his ears, and he immediately threw his large paws wherever he could. Lightly grazing Half on the muzzle, thought that was about it as he was beaten senseless. Feeling his ear being pulled at, the buck scrambled and wriggled around like a weak worm as he squealed, and whimpered from the pain. Finally being able to pull away, the buck faced the ruthless beating of the other doe, having tried his best to grab anything that got too close to him, but the doe had gotten quicker and smarter on how to strike since the last time they fought. This time he was truly scared she would take his other eye. The buck knew there was no use in fighting anymore, but if he stopped that means he would've given up on the cause Rahilil was fighting for. Giving up on protecting the kid, and to him that was like handing the does the ultimate win to the whole war. Having caught a hold of whatever was left of half's ear, he bit into it and pulled with all his might. The panicked shove assisting him in pulling the ear off it's place atop her head, and grumbled in satisfaction as she howled in pain. Shaking her head violently as the blood began to seep down and make a small puddle before her paws.

Too distracted, the buck was too caught up in his victory and didn't think of his actions when he tried to dodge and get away from the does assault upon his eye, but it was no use and he whined and groaned once he managed to rear his head far enough from her reach. Before the buck knew it, everything around him seemed to slow, almost to a halt but not quite. The rage filled scream from the other doe ringing in his ears, as his bloody, stone cold, icy blue eye widened and he felt as though he wasn't there for a second. He felt like this was all a bad dream, and he was finally gonna wake up soon. In reality, to the two does the buck gasped and choked out for air. The blood spraying out for a moment, before it decided to stream down. The more he tried to breath, and the more he shoom the more blood spilled out and began to fill the dusty grounds of the tunnels. He seemed panicked, and his pupils were so small, it looked as though they were non existent. The captain gasped out, and shook as he slowly lowered to the ground. His paws scrambling up to try and hold the blood in, as he coughed and only made it become worse.

Description

You will never know what's behind my skull

So won't you say goodnight, so I can say goodbye

You will never know what's under my hair

So won't you say goodnight, so I can say goodbye

Name: Bayberry

Voice: youtu.be/l1LXDBClPiw

Age: 14 moons

Gender: Doe/Female

Rank: Private

Mentor: Glory

You will never know what's under my skin

So won't you say goodnight, so I can say goodbye

You will never know what is in my veins

So won't you say goodnight, so I can say goodbye

Won't you go to someone else's dreams?

Won't you go to someone else's head?

Haven't you taken enough from me?

Won't you torture someone else's sleep??

Skills: Very manipulative, Her brute strength is enough to tackle an almost full grown buck if she really wanted to, has long sharp claws she's sharpened from her days in the pit, has a lot of finesse, her large size makes her more intimidating, especially since its not fur but pure muscle and bone, can see better in the dark then in the day

Weaknesses: Too big for tight spaces, not a very good digger, can't see very well when the sun is out whatsoever, reckless, Can't hide very well either.

Appearance: A large, thin doe with large shoulder muscles. Long sharp claws, and walks with a long slow stride. Her left ear usually twitching when she's annoyed, and her tail always hung so low and blends in with her fur, its hard to tell if she even has a tail. She has different shades of dark brown fur, and sometimes its a bit to see if she's in the dark tunnels coming towards you, you wouldn't be able to see her at all if it weren't for her bright red eyes, and the way they glowed in the tunnels, helping her stare down any rabbits with how dark it was at times. She has her head adorned with different types of flowers and fallen fall leaves, a bright yellow feather attached to her ear after a vow she made with a close friend.

Voice: www.instagram.com/p/B2xe6YZntR…

Personality:
Intelligent
Cunning
Loyal
Manipulative
Calm
Ambitious

Trickster
Anger issues
Stubborn
Secretive
Arrogant
Cruel

Backstory:
Born from the rabbits known as the respectable Nightshade, and the laughing stock now known as Downpour. The trickster lived a happy little kithood. Alway being top dog, and getting whatever she wished from either kits or adults alike. It was fairly easy when she had respectable parents, and for a while, life had been good. Until her father had decided not to kill a buttercup, and lost his ears. That's when she lost absolutely everything. The fame between the kits and other prisoners in the warren, the fear from her siblings. Beginning to work harder, the doe began to treat the prisoners like she was a top dog once again. It wasn't as easy as before, but she eventually caught the eye of a captain and she was taken to Gladiolus. When she was examined by the General, she sat up with pride. Chest popped out and eyes devoid of emotion. She knew why he was doing this because she was one of the many spawn of Downpour. She explained to the General that she would kill her father without a second glance if he wished, though that was unnecessary. She was soon turned into a private after the General found her worthy..of course not without doing a few tasks to prove it.

And you will never know what I'm thinking of

So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye

And you will never understand what I believe

So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye

Haven't you taken enough from me?

Won't you torture someone else's sleep?

Won't you go to someone else's dreams?

Won't you go to someone else's head?

Haven't you taken enough from me?

Won't you torture someone else's sleep?

Private:
As a private, the doe had looked around the warren and saw exactly how the fire had destroyed everything weak in its path. How it ate it all without a second thought, without even a flicker of regret. Bayberry soon began to strive to be a fire, and one day she would remove all those weak from her path, and she would get what she rightfully deserved. She would get those hills and she would fight with every last breath in her body if needed. Her thoughts only slightly changed when she met a buck named Threar, who she had challenged. They had tied, yet somehow it felt like she lost, having been angered for a while, she couldn't stay mad at the solstice. Having had no friends made her open her eyes, and accept someone who she had once thought would be her enemy. After making a vow, she's training even harder then ever, and hopes to gain rights to sleep in the privates den once again.

I start to part two halves of my heart in the dark and I...
Don't know where I should go,
And the tears and the fears begin to multiply
Taking time in a simple place
In my bed where my head rests on a pillowcase
And it's said that a war's lead but I forget
That I let another day go by

Mate: None

Sexuality: Bisexual

Kits: None

Kin: Mother-Nightshade
Father-Downpour
Siblings-Coltsfoot, Wintergreen, Grizz, Ragwort

I want to be afraid but it seems that these days
I'm caught under water and I'm falling farther
My heart's getting harder, I'm calling my father
Am I screaming to an empty sky?
Empty sky, no way, that's me 'cause one half of my heart is free
Empty sky, no way
That's me 'cause the other half of my heart's asleep

Roleplay Example:

Moose huffed as he growled at the sound of their laughter entering his ears, and he immediately threw his large paws wherever he could. Lightly grazing Half on the muzzle, thought that was about it as he was beaten senseless. Feeling his ear being pulled at, the buck scrambled and wriggled around like a weak worm as he squealed, and whimpered from the pain. Finally being able to pull away, the buck faced the ruthless beating of the other doe, having tried his best to grab anything that got too close to him, but the doe had gotten quicker and smarter on how to strike since the last time they fought. This time he was truly scared she would take his other eye. The buck knew there was no use in fighting anymore, but if he stopped that means he would've given up on the cause Rahilil was fighting for. Giving up on protecting the kid, and to him that was like handing the does the ultimate win to the whole war. Having caught a hold of whatever was left of half's ear, he bit into it and pulled with all his might. The panicked shove assisting him in pulling the ear off it's place atop her head, and grumbled in satisfaction as she howled in pain. Shaking her head violently as the blood began to seep down and make a small puddle before her paws.

Too distracted, the buck was too caught up in his victory and didn't think of his actions when he tried to dodge and get away from the does assault upon his eye, but it was no use and he whined and groaned once he managed to rear his head far enough from her reach. Before the buck knew it, everything around him seemed to slow, almost to a halt but not quite. The rage filled scream from the other doe ringing in his ears, as his bloody, stone cold, icy blue eye widened and he felt as though he wasn't there for a second. He felt like this was all a bad dream, and he was finally gonna wake up soon. In reality, to the two does the buck gasped and choked out for air. The blood spraying out for a moment, before it decided to stream down. The more he tried to breath, and the more he shoom the more blood spilled out and began to fill the dusty grounds of the tunnels. He seemed panicked, and his pupils were so small, it looked as though they were non existent. The captain gasped out, and shook as he slowly lowered to the ground. His paws scrambling up to try and hold the blood in, as he coughed and only made it become worse.