Post by untilthis.echo on Dec 9, 2006 0:05:53 GMT -5
Name: Cloudheart
Gender: she-cat
Rank: warrior
Clan: Thunderclan
Description: Cloudheart is an average-sized she-cat with a long tail. Her coat is a beautiful sheen of creamy gold long fur. Along her sides are very faint stripes, a tint of desert gold on her creamy fur. Her tail consists of the same faint gold stripes whirling around it and curving at the base. Her paws are free from the desert tint but are paler than the rest of her creamy body, almost white. At the base of her neck, just between her shoulder blades, is a dark golden marking in the shape of a shield. She has another smaller marking near the base of her tail, except pointing in the opposite direction than the one pointing up. She has a pair of mezmorizing blue eyes, pale blue eyes almost being white. Between her eyes is a distinct marking of pale white, as if separating her creamy gold fur in an odd fasion.
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Personality: Cloudheart is a gentle and shy she-cat, never wanting to be the center of attention. Her passive and submissive attitude makes her a very easy target to tease, usually ending up as the prime cat for it. One would say she has no backbone, even when it comes to fighting. Some cats even went as far as to call her 'kittypet soft'. This trait of hers often makes her very frustrated, wishing she could become stronger. There have been little to no times when she's actually been angry, but sometimes her frustration builds enough for an enraged she-cat. This is still very rare and Cloudheart hates when she gets angry. She'd much rather be a 'kittypet soft' cat than an tyrant-like warrior.
History: Cloudheart was born an average Thunderclan kit. Her life during kithood was mostly normal and happy. She was an only kit and therefore her mother took tremendous good care of her, curling her tail around Cloudkit in a blanket of warmth. Cloudheart remembers the way her mother used to prowl after her slowly, like a pale shadow, keeping a close, loving eye on her. This made Cloudkit feel very secure, living life easily. However, disaster struck when an unexpected raid came from one of the other clans, tearing the camp apart. In a desperate attempt to save her kit, Cloudheart's mother protected the nursery from the warriors, angry and losing the battle. Afterwards, Cloudheart was heartbroken to find that her mother had not survived.
After the fight, Cloudkit went into a terrifying depression, often not eating as she grieved for the only family she had had. Her father, Windfeather, had not often took notice in his daughter, too busy with his warrior duties. However, he finally started to pay more attention to his sorrowful kit, trying to bring her out of her shell with rough gentleness. He took Cloudkit under his wing, boldly taking her out on small adventures and bringing her out of her depression. Windfeather grew very fond of his daughter, heart warming at the timid kit who always looked to him for protection. He was her savior. They were both very happy as she grew and became an apprentice, his. But, as it is said, all things must come to an end. For Windfeather, it came all too soon.
Not long after she became Cloudpaw, Cloudheart's father suddenly grew struck with sickness, succumbing to it very quickly. No warrior in Thunderclan knew what happened, but eventually he fell from it. Cloudpaw gained a new mentor, an aloof warrior named Mistwhisker, whom she did like but she often still missed her father dearly. Mistwhisker was patient with her, but he could see the grief embedded in her. After a time, she finally came out of her depression and received her warrior name. However, the memory of her parents never leaves her. It still hurts, to have your innocence ripped from tragedy.
IC: The sun was high in the sky by the time Cloudheart finally stepped out of camp for a late noon stroll. Her blue eyes glanced back in rare annoyance as her thick, long-furred tail waved in a mesmerizing dance. She mumbled something about having to do a lazy apprentice's job as her paws softly stepped onto the green earth. Turning her pale-eyed gazed back to the path, the warrior sniffed the air and opened her jaws for a scent. Her eyes sparkled when she found it.
A shrew. Not the best of prey to bring back but good enough for a snack, and she wasn't on hunting duty. Leaning back on her haunches, the cream cat lowered herself to the ground and picked out the scent, eyes swirling to be riveted on a nearby bush. She lowered her happily waving tail and waited as the shrew skittered out, munching on a tiny seed. With a soft hiss, Cloudheart rushed at it. The shrew had heard her hiss and was desperately trying to race back into the bushes but the she-cat struck out a claw with a small smirk, "Gotcha!"
Password: Secrets
Gender: she-cat
Rank: warrior
Clan: Thunderclan
Description: Cloudheart is an average-sized she-cat with a long tail. Her coat is a beautiful sheen of creamy gold long fur. Along her sides are very faint stripes, a tint of desert gold on her creamy fur. Her tail consists of the same faint gold stripes whirling around it and curving at the base. Her paws are free from the desert tint but are paler than the rest of her creamy body, almost white. At the base of her neck, just between her shoulder blades, is a dark golden marking in the shape of a shield. She has another smaller marking near the base of her tail, except pointing in the opposite direction than the one pointing up. She has a pair of mezmorizing blue eyes, pale blue eyes almost being white. Between her eyes is a distinct marking of pale white, as if separating her creamy gold fur in an odd fasion.
Picture: static.flickr.com/107/309643340_a27e3a5aa7.jpg?v=0
Personality: Cloudheart is a gentle and shy she-cat, never wanting to be the center of attention. Her passive and submissive attitude makes her a very easy target to tease, usually ending up as the prime cat for it. One would say she has no backbone, even when it comes to fighting. Some cats even went as far as to call her 'kittypet soft'. This trait of hers often makes her very frustrated, wishing she could become stronger. There have been little to no times when she's actually been angry, but sometimes her frustration builds enough for an enraged she-cat. This is still very rare and Cloudheart hates when she gets angry. She'd much rather be a 'kittypet soft' cat than an tyrant-like warrior.
History: Cloudheart was born an average Thunderclan kit. Her life during kithood was mostly normal and happy. She was an only kit and therefore her mother took tremendous good care of her, curling her tail around Cloudkit in a blanket of warmth. Cloudheart remembers the way her mother used to prowl after her slowly, like a pale shadow, keeping a close, loving eye on her. This made Cloudkit feel very secure, living life easily. However, disaster struck when an unexpected raid came from one of the other clans, tearing the camp apart. In a desperate attempt to save her kit, Cloudheart's mother protected the nursery from the warriors, angry and losing the battle. Afterwards, Cloudheart was heartbroken to find that her mother had not survived.
After the fight, Cloudkit went into a terrifying depression, often not eating as she grieved for the only family she had had. Her father, Windfeather, had not often took notice in his daughter, too busy with his warrior duties. However, he finally started to pay more attention to his sorrowful kit, trying to bring her out of her shell with rough gentleness. He took Cloudkit under his wing, boldly taking her out on small adventures and bringing her out of her depression. Windfeather grew very fond of his daughter, heart warming at the timid kit who always looked to him for protection. He was her savior. They were both very happy as she grew and became an apprentice, his. But, as it is said, all things must come to an end. For Windfeather, it came all too soon.
Not long after she became Cloudpaw, Cloudheart's father suddenly grew struck with sickness, succumbing to it very quickly. No warrior in Thunderclan knew what happened, but eventually he fell from it. Cloudpaw gained a new mentor, an aloof warrior named Mistwhisker, whom she did like but she often still missed her father dearly. Mistwhisker was patient with her, but he could see the grief embedded in her. After a time, she finally came out of her depression and received her warrior name. However, the memory of her parents never leaves her. It still hurts, to have your innocence ripped from tragedy.
IC: The sun was high in the sky by the time Cloudheart finally stepped out of camp for a late noon stroll. Her blue eyes glanced back in rare annoyance as her thick, long-furred tail waved in a mesmerizing dance. She mumbled something about having to do a lazy apprentice's job as her paws softly stepped onto the green earth. Turning her pale-eyed gazed back to the path, the warrior sniffed the air and opened her jaws for a scent. Her eyes sparkled when she found it.
A shrew. Not the best of prey to bring back but good enough for a snack, and she wasn't on hunting duty. Leaning back on her haunches, the cream cat lowered herself to the ground and picked out the scent, eyes swirling to be riveted on a nearby bush. She lowered her happily waving tail and waited as the shrew skittered out, munching on a tiny seed. With a soft hiss, Cloudheart rushed at it. The shrew had heard her hiss and was desperately trying to race back into the bushes but the she-cat struck out a claw with a small smirk, "Gotcha!"
Password: Secrets
