Post by sketch on Dec 20, 2006 8:19:19 GMT -5
Name: Strawberry
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ThunderClan
Description: Petite and slender, Strawberry is a pretty she-cat, much like her name; her legs are long, yet elegant and her movements are as if she’s walking on air – graceful. Her eyes, a gentle hazel, glisten with the care and nurturing of a dame; yet, deep within her hazel gaze stirs a spark of determination, longing.
Her pelt is a various shade of ginger/orange -whatever you want to call it. Strawberry's "base" coat is a creamy ginger, white around her chest, underbelly, and dainty paws; dark ginger "swirls" appear on top of her base coat, contrasting quite nicely. The swirls 'bleed' from her almost solid dark ginger back to her sides, twisting in various shapes while the tips of her ears are a dark ginger as well. Her tail, long and flowing, is ringed like a candy cane, dark ginger, creamy ginger, dark ginger, creamy ginger.
Personality: Strawberry is -I guess you could say- a bit bipolar, switching moods often, though not to an extreme extent. At some points, this she-cat can be a gentle creature, loving and concerned, but in the mere second it takes to blink, this she-cat could be upon you like an adder- ready to sink its deadly fangs into your unexpecting body. Yet, Strawberry has been working on controlling her "stress-caused" state.
The mood changes have become less often and Strawberry has been able to control her state; she is also intelligent - a careful thinker. This she-cat has a cunning mind that is always circling, always thinking. She serves her Clan loyally and would die for it and its members.
History: Unlike most cats, Strawberry wasn't Clanborn, no; she was born into a small band of rogues to the reddish she-cat, Rosemist, and the creamy white tom, Creamlight*. (Only then, she was known as Lightkit.) Besides Strawberry, there was only one more - her brother. Her brother was a young and frail thing, vulnerable and destined to die. Well, that's how the Healer put it. And soon he did. Rosemist and Creamlight grieved deeply, Strawkit's litter being their last one; young Strawberry didn't understand why their grief went on for so long, so long that she was neglected and grew weak, too weak to travel. So, she was left to die in the wilderness.
Momma! Papa! Where did you go?! I'm hungry!
She cried those words out for days, managing to survive on the small bugs that wandered to close. Finally, a BrightClan patrol came upon the young, half-starved kit. Taking Strawkit back to the camp, a recently appointed apprentice, Wingpaw, took her to a queen who had recently lost her kits to greencough. The queen, Maplestone, took Strawkit in and gave her her current name. Strawkit had no memory of her previous life and seemingly, cannot recall it.
My little Strawkit...You will be loved this time...
Strawkit soon grew to Strawpaw and given to Ironfur as an apprentice. During her apprenticeship, the young apprentice bonded with her mentor, who also happened to be her 'father'; Wingpaw became one of her best friends and they grew close, very close. Wingpaw and Strawpaw where always together when they had the chance, but soon, Wingpaw became Wingflight. Saddened by not being able to see her friend a lot, Strawpaw grew to be good friends with a timid she-cat, Cautiouspaw. Yet sadly, during a patrol, the two she-cats and their mentors were attacked by a raiding band of rogues...With Creamlight at the head. Past memories suddenly surged through Strawkit's mind, but the memories was of hearing voices and someone calling her 'Lightkit'. During her brief freeze up, Cautiouspaw was killed and Strawpaw was knocked unconscious. (Strawpaw is like 10 moons now. ;3)
Strawpaw! Strawpaw! Please wake up!
Those words went unheard by Strawpaw, but when she awoke, Wingflight was standing over her, worry flashing through his bright green eyes. Then the tom was taken out of her sight and replaced by the Medicine Cat, who told her about the casualties and events of the raid. The patrol had managed to drive the raiding rogues with the help of Wingflight and two others; the leader, was then told of Strawpaw's bravery and she became a warrior, Strawberry.
From Light to Straw...From Kit to Berry...The Cat of Fire Lives on
IC: "No! No! Some-one Save me!"
Mighty screams echoed through the warriors den, after a tiring moment braking out into the once silent camp. A ginger she-cat threw herself about in the nest she slept him, eyes open though cast off the colour of milky white. Far away looking and dazed as she screamed for what seemed her life. Sharply clawed paws slashed through mid air almost sleepily as she yowled. By now most the camp was up and the mutters of worried mews broke out through the camp. Suddenly she felt herself being roughly shaken by the shoulders, this then scratched over the left cheek. Her eyes regained there normal hazel colour and she found herself blinking in confusion. Focusing once more. "Kestraltalon? what are you doing here" she asked confused at the tom that leaned over her.
Her breaths wracked her slender body as she felt herself go limp already darkness spreading over her fearful gaze. She let out a soft groan before passing out. This into a dreamless sleep, horror still pumping through her veins from the frightening nightmare of death that had recently consumes her mind. It was early the next morning she she woke up in the medicine cats den once again, a tom laying beside her a worried look on his face. Beside him was a female both of them looked half asleep and tired. Immediately the female realised she was awake. "Strawberry, oh Strawberry are you alright" she cried out getting up on stiff legs and swooping in to lick her head. "Yes Maple- I mean Mama" she replied gently. Smiling she nuzzled the female back and sighed.
"What happened last night? All I remember is this horrible picture of blood and death" she murmured, shuddering lightly. The two cats looked at her gravely with a worried look. "You screamed for help in the middle of the night, you where not yourself though, your eyes where white and unfocused, I think you where still in the dream, I woke you up by scratching you lightly on the cheek, you came awake but passed out again" Kestraltalon murmured to her, worry flashing through his eyes. Strawberry averted her gaze. "Sorry" she mumbled quietly, a tear drop rolling down her cheek. "Its not your fault" the other two cats chipped in kindly. Smiling she nodded her head and got up, walking with the other two warriors out the den to face a new day.
Password: Secrets
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ThunderClan
Description: Petite and slender, Strawberry is a pretty she-cat, much like her name; her legs are long, yet elegant and her movements are as if she’s walking on air – graceful. Her eyes, a gentle hazel, glisten with the care and nurturing of a dame; yet, deep within her hazel gaze stirs a spark of determination, longing.
Her pelt is a various shade of ginger/orange -whatever you want to call it. Strawberry's "base" coat is a creamy ginger, white around her chest, underbelly, and dainty paws; dark ginger "swirls" appear on top of her base coat, contrasting quite nicely. The swirls 'bleed' from her almost solid dark ginger back to her sides, twisting in various shapes while the tips of her ears are a dark ginger as well. Her tail, long and flowing, is ringed like a candy cane, dark ginger, creamy ginger, dark ginger, creamy ginger.
Personality: Strawberry is -I guess you could say- a bit bipolar, switching moods often, though not to an extreme extent. At some points, this she-cat can be a gentle creature, loving and concerned, but in the mere second it takes to blink, this she-cat could be upon you like an adder- ready to sink its deadly fangs into your unexpecting body. Yet, Strawberry has been working on controlling her "stress-caused" state.
The mood changes have become less often and Strawberry has been able to control her state; she is also intelligent - a careful thinker. This she-cat has a cunning mind that is always circling, always thinking. She serves her Clan loyally and would die for it and its members.
History: Unlike most cats, Strawberry wasn't Clanborn, no; she was born into a small band of rogues to the reddish she-cat, Rosemist, and the creamy white tom, Creamlight*. (Only then, she was known as Lightkit.) Besides Strawberry, there was only one more - her brother. Her brother was a young and frail thing, vulnerable and destined to die. Well, that's how the Healer put it. And soon he did. Rosemist and Creamlight grieved deeply, Strawkit's litter being their last one; young Strawberry didn't understand why their grief went on for so long, so long that she was neglected and grew weak, too weak to travel. So, she was left to die in the wilderness.
Momma! Papa! Where did you go?! I'm hungry!
She cried those words out for days, managing to survive on the small bugs that wandered to close. Finally, a BrightClan patrol came upon the young, half-starved kit. Taking Strawkit back to the camp, a recently appointed apprentice, Wingpaw, took her to a queen who had recently lost her kits to greencough. The queen, Maplestone, took Strawkit in and gave her her current name. Strawkit had no memory of her previous life and seemingly, cannot recall it.
My little Strawkit...You will be loved this time...
Strawkit soon grew to Strawpaw and given to Ironfur as an apprentice. During her apprenticeship, the young apprentice bonded with her mentor, who also happened to be her 'father'; Wingpaw became one of her best friends and they grew close, very close. Wingpaw and Strawpaw where always together when they had the chance, but soon, Wingpaw became Wingflight. Saddened by not being able to see her friend a lot, Strawpaw grew to be good friends with a timid she-cat, Cautiouspaw. Yet sadly, during a patrol, the two she-cats and their mentors were attacked by a raiding band of rogues...With Creamlight at the head. Past memories suddenly surged through Strawkit's mind, but the memories was of hearing voices and someone calling her 'Lightkit'. During her brief freeze up, Cautiouspaw was killed and Strawpaw was knocked unconscious. (Strawpaw is like 10 moons now. ;3)
Strawpaw! Strawpaw! Please wake up!
Those words went unheard by Strawpaw, but when she awoke, Wingflight was standing over her, worry flashing through his bright green eyes. Then the tom was taken out of her sight and replaced by the Medicine Cat, who told her about the casualties and events of the raid. The patrol had managed to drive the raiding rogues with the help of Wingflight and two others; the leader, was then told of Strawpaw's bravery and she became a warrior, Strawberry.
From Light to Straw...From Kit to Berry...The Cat of Fire Lives on
IC: "No! No! Some-one Save me!"
Mighty screams echoed through the warriors den, after a tiring moment braking out into the once silent camp. A ginger she-cat threw herself about in the nest she slept him, eyes open though cast off the colour of milky white. Far away looking and dazed as she screamed for what seemed her life. Sharply clawed paws slashed through mid air almost sleepily as she yowled. By now most the camp was up and the mutters of worried mews broke out through the camp. Suddenly she felt herself being roughly shaken by the shoulders, this then scratched over the left cheek. Her eyes regained there normal hazel colour and she found herself blinking in confusion. Focusing once more. "Kestraltalon? what are you doing here" she asked confused at the tom that leaned over her.
Her breaths wracked her slender body as she felt herself go limp already darkness spreading over her fearful gaze. She let out a soft groan before passing out. This into a dreamless sleep, horror still pumping through her veins from the frightening nightmare of death that had recently consumes her mind. It was early the next morning she she woke up in the medicine cats den once again, a tom laying beside her a worried look on his face. Beside him was a female both of them looked half asleep and tired. Immediately the female realised she was awake. "Strawberry, oh Strawberry are you alright" she cried out getting up on stiff legs and swooping in to lick her head. "Yes Maple- I mean Mama" she replied gently. Smiling she nuzzled the female back and sighed.
"What happened last night? All I remember is this horrible picture of blood and death" she murmured, shuddering lightly. The two cats looked at her gravely with a worried look. "You screamed for help in the middle of the night, you where not yourself though, your eyes where white and unfocused, I think you where still in the dream, I woke you up by scratching you lightly on the cheek, you came awake but passed out again" Kestraltalon murmured to her, worry flashing through his eyes. Strawberry averted her gaze. "Sorry" she mumbled quietly, a tear drop rolling down her cheek. "Its not your fault" the other two cats chipped in kindly. Smiling she nodded her head and got up, walking with the other two warriors out the den to face a new day.
Password: Secrets
