xx. wintersight;

[keestaa..]

[ they call me ] Wintersight
[ I am a ] she-cat
[ I have lived for ] twenty-five moons
[ I call my home ] RiverClan
[ I am dubbed ] warrior

[ my pelt is as white as snow ]
Wintersight was the runt of the litter she was born into. Her mother was small but her father and brothers were both very large and bulky. She isn’t large or bulky. She was born small and didn’t grow very much as a kit. She is very thin and lithe looking because she loved to run as an apprentice. She doesn’t eat that much so that makes her skinny. Her legs are slightly long looking compared to her body and so is her neck. A wedge shaped head sits on top of the slightly long neck. Her ears are small and slightly rounded at the tips. Her teeth and claws are very sharp. Wintersight’s paws are very small and dainty that don’t make a sound as they touch the earth. Her tail is also long compared to the length of her body. Her pelt is short and silky. The soft fur is always kept clean by Wintersight. Pure snow white fur covers her body. No other color is seen except the pink pads on her dainty feet and her small pink noes. Her eyes are a odd silver color with a hint of sky blue. They always stare at nothing. This is because she is blind. This means that her hearing and smell is very good, better then most cats.

[ I am as gentle as a lamb ]
Wintersight is extremely shy around all cats, no matter if they are her friends or not. She never speaks to anyone since she was always with Aspenbranch. She always had her mate to be with her when she was in trouble. Now that he is gone, she is lonely and very withdrawn from the Clan. The only cats she talks to are calm young kits. She loves listening to kits play. She likes to tell them stories that the elders told her when she was a kit. Wintersight hates being alone. She feels unsafe and vulnerable. She is afraid to die but loves thinking that Aspenbranch watches over her from above. She likes listening conversations around her in camp. She is very gentle and comforting to cats that need to be comforted, though she likes being comforted herself. She spends most of her days in camp, doing nothing. She always used to hunt with Aspenbranch but now that he is dead, she always feels depressed and lonely. She feels as though something ripped her heart out, sliced it down the center, and then put it back in her. Wintersight is a very patient cat that cares about everyone, not matter what Clan.

[ I want to start over with a blank sheet of paper ]
Winterkit was born to a white she-cat named Morningfrost and a black tom named Blackclaw in RiverClan. Morningfrost was a gentle loving she-cat while behind Morningfrost's lack Blackclaw was a murderer. Winterkit had three brothers. Each were eager large black tomkits. There names were Nightkit and Velvetkit, who had yellow eyes, and then there was Darkkit. Darkkit was like the Leader. He had teal eyes. The three of them always picked on Winterkit because she was blind. But she ignored them. When she was a kit, she had no friends what so ever but she didn't really care. When she was five moons old, Blackclaw murdered Morningfrost in her sleep, took the three male kits and ran away from the Clans. They were renamed Claw, Dark, Night, and Velvet. Winterkit never heard of them again.

When Winterkit became Winterpaw, she was mentored by a young dark brown tabby tom named Aspenbranch. He was gentle and patient with her. She always dreamed of knowing what he looked like. She had a crush on him since day one but she never told him. Training took longer with her then the other apprentices since she was blind. Aspenbranch was so patient with her and she loved him for that. One day when they were hunting, Aspenbranch told her that her loved her. Winterpaw felt so embarrassed, that she ran away from him and back to camp. The next day she was made into a warrior.

She became Wintersight at age sixteen moons. Aspenbranch was twenty-four moons. For the next two moons, she tried to avoid him because she was too scared to admit her feelings to him. Every time she bumped into her former mentor, she could sense the sadness on him but she didn't look at him. Another two moons passed and one day they were assigned to go hunting with another older warrior. When they were alone, Wintersight turned to him and ran up to the tabby tom. She buried her face in his pelt and began to sob. "Oh Aspenbranch," she cried," I'm sorry that I ran away from you. I didn't mean to hurt you. I love you, Aspenbranch!" Her covered her face with loving licks. "I forgive you," he purred. It was the first time she had ever cried. She didn't cry when her mother was killed because even her mother didn't care about her. For the next five moons, he protected her and she loved it. They hunted and had so much fun together. Four moons went by of fun and love but there was one fateful day, the worst day of her life. Aspenbranch and her were out hunting when they were attacked by a fox. He risked his life to save her and died before Wintersight’s unseeing eyes. She heard his last breath and stayed with him until a patrol found them the next day. For the next moon, she has sat around camp, depressed, her eyes unseeing, her face lonely. Wintersight’s doesn’t say anything. She feels vulnerable without Aspenbranch.

[ secrets ]

[the day the world went away]

Ah, tis good. :3 I lurved teh history. ;-; Twas sad.

-Accepted.