⸻₊ᕱᕱ⸻⸻╮ ▫▫ RAMQUIVER ▫▫ 3/5/25 -- n/a ▫▫ Skyclan —— —͙ – - ·˚ ༘ ┊͙[ about the name ] ! ˊˎ ➩ name : Ramquiver ➩ former names : Ramkit, Rampaw ➩ name meaning : ◌ prefix┆"A male sheep or goat." ◌ suffix┆"A container that holds arrows for an archer." ➩ name reason : ◌ prefix┆For her peculiar sheep-like coloration and looks, as well as the marking on her chest. ◌ suffix┆Quiver, as in a bow-and-arrow quiver, for her battalion-like mentality. ➩ nicknames : ◌ irp┆None really. She despises them, but will give them to others. ◌ oorp┆Rammy, Ram, Amity, Quivey, Shortstacks, Beefcake —— —͙ —— ·˚ ༘ ┊͙[ identity ] ! ˊˎ ➩ agab : AFAB ➩ cisgender / transgender : Cisgender ➩ current gender : Female ➩ pronouns : She/her ——— ✦ ➩ sexual attraction : Unlabled ➩ romantic attraction : Unlabled ➩ marital status : Single... —— —͙ —— ·˚ ༘ ┊͙[ physical appearance ] ! ˊˎ ➩ simplified description : ◌ A short and plump, dark furred she-cat with rosettes and blue eyes. ➩ detailed description : ◌ A small yet formidable figure, she stands at a mere six inches tall, her frame compact and brimming with quiet strength. Her pale, misty-grey coat is dusted with darker rosettes, which deepen into near-black along the curve of her flanks, as if shadows gather at her core. The darkness pools along her belly and the underside of her chest and tail, rich and velvety against the softer hues of her fur. Her rounded ears, tufted like whispers of frost, are dipped in inky black, mirroring the delicate, smudged darkness that graces the tips of her chest fur and head, as though she has been gently brushed by the night. A faint, silvery mask of lighter grey settles over her face, speckled with soft freckles, lending her an air of quiet mystery. Her legs, adorned with an elegant gradient of shadow, taper into striking, almost hoof-like markings at her toes, a delicate contrast to her otherwise rosette-laced coat. On her chest, the unmistakable silhouette of a ram curls in deep grey, a symbol of quiet power resting above her steady heart. Her body, short and stout at six (6) inches carries a deceptive plushness—beneath the soft exterior lies coiled muscle, strength wrapped in silk. And then, there are her eyes—icy and sharp, twin shards of frozen light that gleam with an intensity that belies her compact form. She is a creature of contrasts, soft and strong, dusk and dawn, wrapped in quiet elegance. ➩ physical disabilities ◌ Minor central heterochromia • Born with ➩ scars / injuries ◌ n.a • how she obtained them | where ——— ✦ ➩ height : 6" ➩ weight : 12 pounds ➩ accessories : ◌ Thin veil┆obtained by her mother | When she became a warrior. ◌ Golden hoops┆obtained by her mother | When she was born. —— —͙ —— ·˚ ༘ ┊͙[ birth + death ] ! ˊˎ ➩ age : 56 moons ➩ status : alive ——— ✦ ➩ birthday : ◌ birthday date┆unknown ◌ birthday time┆Exactly midnight. ◌ birthday place┆Skyclan territory ➩ birthstone : Aquamarine ➩ birthflower : Honeysuckle ➩ zodiac sign : Aries —— —͙ —— ·˚ ༘ ┊͙[ personality ] ! ˊˎ ➩ personality traits : ◌ positive┆Disciplined, authoritative, reliable, protective, steadfast ◌ neutral┆Independent, pragmatic, reserved, principled, unyielding ◌ negative┆Critical, emotionally distant, inflexible, intimidating, impatient ➩ detailed description : She is a pillar of unshaken resolve, a force carved from discipline and quiet command. Structure and order are the bones of her world, the foundation upon which she stands—unyielding, immovable, a fortress against chaos. Rules are not mere suggestions to her; they are the threads that weave civilization together, and she follows them with a devotion that is neither blind nor rigid, but fiercely principled. She is not cruel, nor unnecessarily harsh, but she expects excellence—not perfection, but the best that one can give. Weakness is not something she scorns, but something she seeks to temper, like forging iron in the heat of discipline. Her independence is woven into her soul; she bows to no one but reason and does not seek approval. Yet beneath that stoic exterior, there is something deeply grounded about her. She does not waste breath on niceties when action is required. Her sharp tongue is not cruel, but it cuts—clean, precise, leaving no room for misunderstanding. Yet, in rare moments, when she allows herself to soften, her words can hold a quiet wisdom, a rare and treasured warmth. Beneath the discipline, the expectations and order, there is a core of something deeper. She does not love easily, nor does she give her trust freely, but once earned, her loyalty is unshakable. —— —͙ —— ·˚ ༘ ┊͙[ relationships ] ! ˊˎ ➩ family : ◌ Sheepcuddle┆Child | ◌ Goatcrown┆Child | ◌ Lambprancer┆Child | ➩ friends : ◌ character name┆ ➩ enemies : ◌ Widowraven┆ ➩ romantic : ◌ Xan┆Father to first litter | @.npc —— —͙ —— ·˚ ༘ ┊͙[ credits ] ! ˊˎ ➩ layout created by : @.kiinderkiss ➩ music featured in project : a lot ⸻₊ᕱᕱ
