Roseclaw

5/24/2018 - 8 years!
5/29/2018 - Roseclaw watched her pride with honor. She had been here for many years, as one of the first lionesses Brokenfang claimed. She watched the pride grow and flourish. She hunted diligently, and served her king well. Her efforts were well known by the other lionesses, but hardly acknowledged by her King. He was never cruel to her, merely quiet and indifferent. He gave her a curt nod when she returned from her hunts, and helped carry the large prey items to the hoard.
She often wondered what went on within his head; the secrets he hid behind black eyes. Sometimes, late at night, she'd curl up with Snowfoot and cry about it all. Snowfoot would listen, and try to comfort her friend, but would inevitably join her when she remembered the birth of her cubs; when she remembered the fatherly side of Brokenfang, and saw the lion that should have been the King. And Roseclaw cried too, remembering his soft face and remembering that his cubs never saw that. She wept for the cubs who never knew they were loved, and cried for her friend who never truly found a mate. And after they cried, they slept, tear-soaked fur sticking together.
7/16/2018 - Roseclaw does not say a word but curls up close to your feet as you sit down near her, seeming to need some affection right now. (Me too, Roseclaw.)
9/18/2022 - Roseclaw has gained a scar in her hunting endeavours!
+1x Scar: Torn Fur has been equipped to her.