[hiddenheart of thunderclan]

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[Name- Hiddenheart]
[Gender- She-Cat]
[Rank- Medicine Cat]
[Clan- ThunderClan]

[Description- Hiddenheart is a very beautiful calico cat. Her fur is medium length, although it can puff up twice her size when shes scared or angry. Her main color, like all calicos, is a very pure white. She has patches of orange, black, and some brown all over her body. Her eyes are a pretty green-brown, which attracts many males. Her legs are long, and excellent for running long distances to help cats in trouble. Her teeth and claws are made well, the bone tough to be able to rip up herbs from hard and soft ground. Hiddenheart is a small to a normal sized cat. When she was born she was the runt of the litter. But she never let that get to her. She took on her pride and knew she was always going to be the strongest one day. Hiddenheart has very sharp claws, and her teeth are quite long too.]

[Personality- Hiddenheart is very kind and is very selfless. She'd rather help others first than herself. She is kind to all, even if they are snappy with her. Sometimes she will say words such as 'Mouse-Brain!', but mostly while fighting. She treats all the elders with the respect they deserve. Everyone, for that matter. She, personally, hates wars or getting into them, but if it means defending her clan and territory, she would fight to the death.]

[History- Hiddenkit was born to a she-cat named Palebird. Her siblings died at birth, and her mother ran away to leave the grief behind her. The father was never known, so the clan didn't know what to do with Hiddenkit. They decided to leave her with a black she-cat, whom left Hiddenkit when she was around 6 moons old. The apprentice ceremony came quickly, and she was given a mentor: Falconbeak. They trained for many moons, and Hiddenpaw was the best apprentice there was. Yet, she didn't seem to fit into warrior life. When the medicine cat started to die of old age, she went to see him everyday, helping out as much as she could. Until one day he died. But before he did, he named her the new medicine cat, Hiddenheart. She was so surprised. After all, she didn't know enough! But luckily, an elder once was the old medicine cat. She had to step down because she had kits. She was able to teach Hiddenheart everything she needed to know before she passed away. From then on Hiddenheart was the true ThunderClan medicine cat. Hiddenheart felt better with her life after that.]

[Role-Play- Small green eyes flashed in the dark undergrowth. A small grey mouse scuttled across the forest floor, un-aware of the lurking danger. The she-cat flexed her claws, and breathed in the mouse's sweet scent again. She crouched down, bunched her tense muscules. As soon as she leaped, she felt the mouse squirming beneath her paws. She leaned down and gave it a swift bit to the neck. A purr sounded from near by, and the she-cat turned her head.
"Nice work, Hiddenpaw. I'm sure you'll make a fine warrior."
The young she-cat purred, but something entered her mind. I dont feel special catching my first mouse. How come? She shook it away and scraped dirt over her prey so she could collect it later. She yanwed, looking a the sky. It was turning pale purple, with the sun rising up from the horizon. She purred, letting the warm sun seep into her pelt. Just as she was feeling warm and delightful, and large paw bowled her over. She let out a meow of surpprise, and flippe dover, landing on her side. She looked up to see her mentor with a paw stretched out.
"Race you to the camp!"
He purred, and took off. Hiddenpaw smiled, and took off after him.]

[Magic Words- Secrets]

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Done!

[dream.]

Perfect! Accepted. =]