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Ibexburn

๐๐€๐’๐“ ๐๐€๐Œ๐„๐’ย 

Ibexkit - Ibexpawย 

๐‚๐”๐‘๐‘๐„๐๐“ ๐๐€๐Œ๐„

Ibexburn

๐…๐”๐“๐”๐‘๐„ ๐๐€๐Œ๐„

n/a

๐๐‘๐„๐…๐ˆ๐— ๐Œ๐„๐€๐๐ˆ๐๐†

An Ibex is a species of goat known for its climbing. By naming him this; his parents hoped he would embody the animal and become a skilled climber

๐’๐”๐…๐…๐ˆ๐— ๐Œ๐„๐€๐๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

Burn refers to his short temper when he was younger and his fiery pelt

๐€๐‹๐ˆ๐€๐’ย 

tbd

๐๐ˆ๐Ž๐‹๐Ž๐†๐ˆ๐‚๐€๐‹ ๐†๐„๐๐ƒ๐„๐‘

Maleย 

๐’๐„๐—๐”๐€๐‹ ๐Ž๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐๐“๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ย 

unlabeled

๐๐‘๐Ž๐๐Ž๐”๐๐’

he/him

๐€๐†๐„ย 

43 moonstoneย 

๐‘๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐†๐ˆ๐Ž๐”๐’ย 

He believes in Starclan and the Darkforest - and knows them to be places that a cat goes when they die.

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

โ๐™‰๐™ค ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™Ÿ๐™ค๐™— ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™จ, ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™š๐™™๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™—๐™š ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š. ๐˜ผ๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™—๐™š; ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ž๐™› ๐™ฃ๐™ค ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™š๐™ก๐™จ๐™š.โž

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

๐๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐‡๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐„

Summitclanย 

๐‚๐”๐‘๐‘๐„๐๐“ ๐‘๐„๐’๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐๐‚๐„ย 

Summitclanย 

๐…๐”๐“๐”๐‘๐„ ๐‘๐„๐’๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐๐‚๐„ย 

unsure

๐…๐Ž๐‘๐Œ๐„๐‘ ๐‘๐€๐๐Š๐’

kit, ridgekeeper trainer

๐‚๐”๐‘๐‘๐„๐๐“ ๐‘๐€๐๐Š๐’

Ridgekeeperย 

๐…๐”๐“๐”๐‘๐„ ๐‘๐€๐๐Š๐’

n/a

๐ƒ๐„๐’๐ˆ๐‘๐„๐ƒ ๐‘๐€๐๐Š๐’

none

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

โ๐™‡๐™–๐™ฏ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™ฃ๐™›๐™–๐™ก๐™ก; ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ก๐™ž๐™›๐™š ๐™จ๐™ฆ๐™ช๐™–๐™จ๐™ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™–๐™—๐™ž๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ .โž

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

๐€๐‹๐‹๐„๐†๐ˆ๐€๐๐‚๐„ ๐ƒ๐„๐’๐‚๐‘๐ˆ๐๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ย 

A large, burly tom with a coat full of dazzling shades of brown on his head and shoulders that blend into a fiery orange on the lower half of his body and darken once again at his tail. His pelt is thick and medium length; and he has a bushy tail with sharp, triangular ears and cheek fur that splays out at the side to give a slightly messy look. His white underside contrasts with the myriads of colors on his body; giving him pale paw pads and a dollop of white on his nose. His eyes are vibrant yellow like liquid fire - darker towards the center which gives him an intense look.

๐ƒ๐„๐“๐€๐ˆ๐‹๐„๐ƒ ๐ƒ๐„๐’๐‚๐‘๐ˆ๐๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ย 

What was once a solid dark brown coat that looked black has changed forever due to constant working in the sun. In that aspect, Ibexburn has quite literally been sunkissed - his once dark pelt lightening into a fiery orange color. His upper half seemed to retain some of its original darkness; being mainly dark brown with touches of fiery reddish orange that looks like flickers of flame in the nighttime. His muzzle gently slopes; a dollop of white that streaks a few inches above his nose. His forehead has a few dark flecks that are more red; and he has triangular shaped ears with pointed ends. His cheek fur is rather fluffy; feathering out against the white that starts at his neck.

Going further down is his lower half; where the color change is especially prominent. The very top of his pelt is a pale yellow that bleeds into darker color at the sides; ending in a rich orange with some areas that are more brown - like an ombre of color.

His tail seems the darker at the end in terms of color; a pale orange at the base that turns orange to brown; and lightening at the tip once again to become a deep orange color.

These dizzying colors turn white at his underside - the mostly pristine white color a stark contrast to the deep hues his body possesses. However it is not perfectly clean; with the pale color marred by scuffs of dirt - a subtle brownish tinge that speaks out his time out and about.

Finally, his eyes. Ibexburn has a deep golden amber pair that looks like liquid gold - seem

๐๐Ž๐ƒ๐˜ ๐“๐˜๐๐„

Burly

๐๐„๐‹๐“ ๐‹๐„๐๐†๐“๐‡

Medium length

๐๐„๐‹๐“ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‚๐Š๐๐„๐’๐’ย 

Relatively thick

๐…๐”๐‘ ๐“๐„๐—๐“๐”๐‘๐„ย 

His fur is slightly coarse; and feels soft as though it's constantly fluffed.

๐๐„๐‹๐“ ๐‚๐Ž๐‹๐Ž๐‘๐’

A dizzying hue of oranges and dark browns that bleed into each other. He also has some white on his underside

๐๐„๐‹๐“ ๐Œ๐€๐‘๐Š๐ˆ๐๐†๐’

n/a

๐ƒ๐„๐…๐ˆ๐๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‚๐‡๐€๐‘๐€๐‚๐“๐„๐‘๐ˆ๐’๐“๐ˆ๐‚๐’ย 

What defines Ibexburn the most would be his fur. Its unique and eye catching.

๐„๐˜๐„๐’

Seemingly constantly stuck in a stern looking expression. Ibexburn's eyes are a vibrant shade of yellow with amber mixed in; much like liquid gold. His eyes become darker towards the center; an intense look on his face nearly always.

๐ƒ๐ˆ๐’๐€๐๐ˆ๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐ˆ๐„๐’ย 

none

๐’๐‚๐€๐‘๐’

He has a few. A couple scrapes and bruises that are mostly hidden by his fur.

๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„ ๐€๐ƒ๐‰๐„๐‚๐“๐ˆ๐•๐„๐’ย 

Reserved, hard working and stubborn

๐๐„๐‘๐’๐Ž๐๐€๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐˜ย 

More often then not, Ibexburn is quiet. Like the shadows; he is there. Easy to forget or look over, but there. Something of a background character in the clan; Ibexburn is usually content with sticking the the side. He's been in the spotlight for far too much of his life, and knows that having eyes on him isn't his preferred way of life. He likes peace and quiet; and the ability to sink into his own thoughts isn't always possible when cats are always eyeing you.

Ibexburn is quiet by nature. He's not shy nor afraid of crowds - and her certainly doesn't have a problem with speaking up if he needs to. But, he just appreciates his own space and being able to enjoy that space without the company of others.

He largely keeps to himself, doing what must be done without pause. He's a hard worker in that regard; and usually prefers to do tasks himself. After all, why trust someone else to do something - when you can be unsure on how well they will do? No, it's much better to do it yourself. At least you know it'll be done. As such, he tends to shoulder the weight of the most difficult task; unafraid of doing the gritty things that some may shy away from. It's a testament to his mental fortitude - often unbothered when doing these jobs; just acutely aware that they must be done.

Because of the often self imposed work he puts himself through; Ibexburn tends to spend a lot of time out - walking the territory and balancing the duty of both a Ridgekeeper and warrior. Though it's a life that speaks of frequent solitude; he doesn't mind all that much. The quiet is welcome to him, and he enjoys it.

Of course, he is not a recluse. There are a few cats who Ibexburn would welcome should they decide to intrude on his space; for these would be ones who he's familiar and perhaps even friendly with. He is always open to being spoken to by then; familiarity dulling the discomfort that comes when your peace is interrupted by someone unknown.

With cats he knows, his shoulders bear just a little less weight. He's friendly but not charming or overly playful - listening attently to his loved ones and a steady, sure presence in their lives. Despite the work he does and how he may act with sometimes limited emotions - he cares. And it's apparent and present. He may not be the most in tune with his emotions - but he knows the basics. And really, to him, that's all you need.

๐‚๐‹๐€๐ ๐‘๐„๐๐”๐“๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ย 

Ibexburn is a good warrior. Even though he has a preference for staying out of the spotlight - his work ethic is noticable and appreciated. There is no doubt that he pulls his weight in the clan, never complaining - just working. Its an admirable quality; befitting of his title.

Of course, there are some who remember his younger self - and not always in a good way. They remember that his father wasn't from this clan; and that he isn't a full Summitclan cat. They remember him announcing his brother's death, and the fallout that followed. Some may suspect that another incident may occur; and wait for when.

๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ ๐“๐‘๐€๐ˆ๐“๐’

Hard working, doesn't procrastinate, polite, reliable and responsibleย 

๐๐€๐ƒ ๐“๐‘๐€๐ˆ๐“๐’

Stubborn, secretive, easily annoyed, overly self critical and closed off.

๐๐„๐”๐“๐‘๐€๐‹ ๐“๐‘๐€๐ˆ๐“๐’

Reserved, cautious, independent, organized and serious

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

โ๐™’๐™ค๐™ง๐™™๐™จ ๐™–๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ž๐™ฉ; ๐™„ ๐™ข๐™ช๐™˜๐™ ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™š๐™›๐™š๐™ง ๐™–๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ. ๐™๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™š ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™๐™–๐™ง๐™™๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ช๐™ฅ.โž

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

๐๐„๐’๐“ ๐Œ๐€๐Š๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐ƒ๐ˆ๐†๐†๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†

๐–๐€๐‹๐Š๐ˆ๐๐†

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐‚๐‹๐ˆ๐Œ๐๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐’๐–๐ˆ๐Œ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐†

โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐‰๐”๐Œ๐๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†

๐’๐“๐€๐‹๐Š๐ˆ๐๐†

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†

๐“๐‘๐€๐‚๐Š๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†

๐€๐†๐ˆ๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐˜

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†

๐’๐“๐€๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐€ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐”๐๐ƒ๐„๐‘๐†๐‘๐Ž๐–๐“๐‡ ๐‡๐”๐๐“๐ˆ๐๐†

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†

๐–๐„๐“๐‹๐€๐๐ƒ ๐‡๐”๐๐“๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†

๐–๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ๐‹๐€๐๐ƒ ๐…๐‹๐Ž๐Ž๐‘ ๐‡๐”๐๐“๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†

๐Œ๐Ž๐Ž๐‘๐‹๐€๐๐ƒ ๐‡๐”๐๐“๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐‹๐€๐‘๐†๐„ ๐๐ˆ๐‘๐ƒ ๐‡๐”๐๐“๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐’๐‡๐Ž๐‘๐„ ๐…๐ˆ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐Œ๐Ž๐”๐๐“๐€๐ˆ๐ ๐’๐‹๐Ž๐๐„ ๐‡๐”๐๐“๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐‚๐€๐•๐„ ๐‡๐”๐๐“๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐’๐“๐‘๐„๐๐†๐“๐‡ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐„๐๐ƒ๐”๐‘๐€๐๐‚๐„ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐’๐“๐„๐€๐‹๐“๐‡

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†

๐ƒ๐„๐…๐„๐๐’๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐…๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†

๐Ž๐…๐…๐„๐๐’๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐…๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†

๐๐€๐‘๐“๐๐„๐‘ ๐…๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐Œ๐„๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐˜ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐ˆ๐๐“๐„๐‹๐‹๐ˆ๐†๐„๐๐‚๐„ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐ˆ๐๐๐Ž๐•๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“๐„๐๐ˆ๐๐† ๐’๐Š๐ˆ๐‹๐‹๐’

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐‡๐„๐‘๐๐’

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐‡๐„๐‘๐ ๐‚๐€๐‘๐„ ๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐€๐†๐„

โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐๐Ž๐ ๐‡๐„๐‘๐๐€๐‹ ๐๐„๐‚๐„๐’๐’๐ˆ๐“๐ˆ๐„๐’

โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐๐Ž๐”๐‹๐“๐ˆ๐‚๐„๐’ย 

โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐๐€๐’๐“๐„๐’ & ๐๐”๐‹๐๐’

โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐Ž๐ˆ๐๐“๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐’ & ๐„๐—๐“๐‘๐€๐‚๐“๐’

โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐ˆ๐‹๐‹๐๐„๐’๐’๐„๐’/๐ˆ๐๐‰๐”๐‘๐˜ ๐“๐‘๐„๐€๐“๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐’

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐ƒ๐€๐˜ ๐•๐ˆ๐’๐ˆ๐Ž๐ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ ๐•๐ˆ๐’๐ˆ๐Ž๐

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐’๐‚๐„๐๐“

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†

๐‡๐„๐€๐‘๐ˆ๐๐†

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐“๐€๐’๐“๐„ย ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†

๐Œ๐Ž๐”๐๐“๐€๐ˆ๐ ๐‚๐‹๐ˆ๐Œ๐๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐๐ˆ๐‘๐ƒ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐Œ๐ˆ๐‚๐Š๐’

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†

๐ƒ๐„๐…๐„๐๐’๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐’๐“๐‘๐€๐“๐„๐†๐ˆ๐„๐’ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

๐’๐“๐€๐‘ ๐๐€๐•๐ˆ๐†๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ย 

โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐’๐“๐‘๐„๐๐†๐“๐‡๐’ย 

Adaptable

๐–๐„๐€๐Š๐๐„๐’๐’๐„๐’ย 

Not the best at team related activities

๐“๐€๐‹๐„๐๐“๐’

Ibexburn is known for being able to work tirelessly on several things without rest - proof to his extreme stamina and endurance. He seems to never tire, much like a machine.

๐’๐‚๐Ž๐‹๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Š๐ˆ๐“๐’

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐๐‘๐€๐ˆ๐’๐„ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐˜๐“๐„๐‹๐‹๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐“๐„๐€๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†

๐Š๐๐Ž๐–๐‹๐„๐ƒ๐†๐„ ๐Ž๐… ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‚๐Ž๐ƒ๐„ย 

โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

โ๐˜ฟ๐™š๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ž๐™˜ ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š, ๐™„ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™จ๐™š ๐™„ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™™๐™ข๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™„ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™š.โž

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

๐‹๐ˆ๐Š๐„๐’

Ibexburn likes peace and being able to be comfortable. He doesn't mind the presence of another, so long as their silences don't always need to be filled. He likes scaling the cliffs of his clan; and breathing in the air. He has an appreciation for scenery - and can admire things from aboveย 

๐ƒ๐ˆ๐’๐‹๐ˆ๐Š๐„๐’

The idea of being sick or ill plagues him constantly. There's been a few times of overwork to the point of exhaustion which he loathes; as not doing anything and sitting around listlessly makes him feel restless. He's not a fan of competitions and prefers to observe rather then partake.

๐“๐‘๐ˆ๐•๐ˆ๐€ย 

tbd

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

โ๐˜ฝ๐™š๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™–๐™—๐™ก๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ค๐™ก ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™๐™–๐™จ ๐™œ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™–๐™˜๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™œ๐™ค๐™จ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฅ ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ข๐™ฅ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก.โž

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๊จ„๏ธŽยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

๐…๐„๐€๐‘๐’

He has a fear about someone dying when with him; mostly from his brothers death. Or, just disappointing his mentor and not being the Ridgekeeper that he knows he could be.

๐‚๐‘๐”๐’๐‡

open to discuss!

๐๐„๐‘๐’๐Ž๐๐€๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐˜ ๐ƒ๐„๐’๐ˆ๐‘๐„๐’

Ibexburn isn't entirely sure what he would want in a partner; as love has never quite been in the cards for him. It could be anything or anyone really; so long as they're willing to move slow.

๐‚๐Ž๐Œ๐๐‹๐„๐—๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ ๐ƒ๐„๐’๐ˆ๐‘๐„๐’

He doesn't really care about looks, it's never really been something he's thought about before.

๐‡๐€๐“๐„๐ƒ ๐๐”๐€๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐ˆ๐„๐’ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐Œ๐€๐“๐„๐’ย 

Anyone who pressures him into anything, unwilling to give him personal space, not wanting to compromise and not respecting boundaries - the usual stuff.

๐…๐Ž๐‘๐Œ๐„๐‘ ๐Œ๐€๐“๐„๐’

n/a

๐‚๐”๐‘๐‘๐„๐๐“ ๐Œ๐€๐“๐„๐’

tbdย 

๐…๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐๐ƒ๐’

Open!

๐„๐๐„๐Œ๐ˆ๐„๐’ย 

Open!

๐…๐Ž๐‘๐Œ๐„๐‘ ๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐Ž๐‘๐’ย 

Ecruwhisker - a pale beige she cat with thick fur and pale green eyes. She was on the older side, and had mentored many within her moons as a Ridgekeeper of Summitclan. She was kind yet stern - a solid rock that kept Ibexburn grounded during his apprenticeship. He misses her dearly, as she died from health complications roughly two seasons after he became a Ridgekeeper himself.

๐…๐Ž๐‘๐Œ๐„๐‘ ๐€๐๐๐‘๐„๐๐“๐ˆ๐‚๐„๐’

Open!

๐Œ๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐‘ย 

Woolenshadow - a curly pelted she cat with black fur and a white underside; green eyes. Originally from Summitclan and lived there her entire life. Was amicable and friendly to many - creating several crushes. She didn't usually partake in love; but a fun fling turned serious resulted in Ibexburn and his siblings. She was an okay mother, though she had a tendency to treat them more like someone else's kits as opposed to her own. Not playable.

๐…๐€๐“๐‡๐„๐‘ย 

Bronzespark - a golden brown tom with a thick pelt and golden yellow eyes. Originally from Bambooclan before he joined Summitclan to be with his lover due some reckless decision that now serves as his biggest regret. He was originally eager to prove himself but the weight of his actions made him bitter and often resentful. As a result he wasn't particularly caring towards his children - seeing their birth as an additional regret of his. Not playable.

๐’๐ˆ๐๐‹๐ˆ๐๐†๐’

Alphinepaw - a deep golden brown tom with green eyes. Had a fiery disposition and reckless personality that perhaps stemmed from his parents absence in his life. Was constantly competing with his siblings in an effort to be noticed or more well liked - and held some jealousy over their accomplishments. It was unfortunate that this jealousy led to his eventual demise and broken bonds. Not playableย 

Sepiaburst - a dark brown she cat with a white underside and golden yellow eyes. [Adoptable! Name is just a placeholder and can be changed + gender if preferred!]

๐Ž๐…๐…๐’๐๐‘๐ˆ๐๐†ย 

n/a

๐Š๐ˆ๐“๐‡๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ

Ibexkit's kithood was normal, yet also different from a normal kits. His mother was both present yet absent. He thinks she probably cared about him, yet wasn't particularly attentive - preferring to spend time with her friends because they were better company. At the same time though, she loved to parade them around like trophies. Getting told to show off in front of his mother's friends gave Ibexkit a hint of anxiety in his younger moons of living; yet he also got used to eyes on him.

His relationship with his father wasn't particularly existent. Bronzespark was there, but not entirely active. He existed alongside them; but rarely offered bonding opportunities with his children. Very quickly, Ibexkit learned to stop asking.ย 

He spent most of his time playing with his siblings. Alphinekit became oddly competitive and often ruined games with how fiercely he wanted to win - and Ibexkit stopped playing with him quite so much. He was content with playing with his sister - and got a long nicer with her.ย 

๐€๐๐๐‘๐„๐๐“๐ˆ๐‚๐„๐‡๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ

Initially, Ibexpaw was ecstatic to become a Ridgekeeper trainee. He felt important, like he was being recognized and given the ability to prove his talents. The new position and what it meant for the clan made it so that he worked hard and earnestly to learn under the guidance of his mentor. Ecruwhisker was a renowned Ridgekeeper who taught him so much; and was wise from many years of life. She became one of the first older cats in his life to treat him like he was more then a trophy to show off - or something to like only sometimes. She wasn't lax though and worked him hard - but he grew because of it.

However, life wasn't perfect. Regular warrior apprentice Alphinepaw seemed to be jealous over his achievements - and the two frequently clashed. They were both perhaps emotionally charged apprentices who could hardly hold their tongue. Most of their fights ended rather quickly - but the grudges built festered for moons.

During one of those arguments, Alphinepaw accused Ibexpaw of being a terrible Ridgekeeper trainee; with the two going back and forth. It escalated to them both sneaking out of camp in a contest. Initially; Ibexpaw only intended to prove his worth - but an overzealous Alphinepaw followed him despite the warnings.

Untrained and not knowing the landscape, all it took was one slip for the tom to fall and hit his head. Hard.

There was nothing that Ibexpaw could do. Through grief, he endured yelling from his mother and was shunned. He felt horrible as is - and was hardly able to look even his sister in her eyes. He had done something foolish by agreeing to the competition - and in turn lost his brother for it. Because of all their arguing and fighting; his mourning was hard as he struggles to recall any sort of fond memory of Alphinepaw.

After his brother's death, he struggled with training alot. The area in which he lost his brother became a spot that felt almost overwhelming to visit - and it impacted his learning. He has been thrown off his game badly - but just managed to scrape by for his assessment.

๐–๐€๐‘๐‘๐ˆ๐Ž๐‘๐‡๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ

ย Despite being happy to have earned his role - he felt a near constant gloom - plagued by thoughts of being uncertain if he actually deserved the role or not. He had been a good and attentive learner - but all he could remember were the mistakes that he made.ย 

As a result, be still trains himself. Rechecking routes and giving himself difficult tasks. Its admittedly a bit self destructive as he tends to be overly self critical - but he is often far too lost in the throes of his mind to realize it.

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