Post by pajammas on Nov 28, 2008 18:48:13 GMT -8
N a m e: Featherstep
G e n d e r: she-cat
A g e: 18 Moons
C l a n: HorizonClan
R a n k: Warrior
I m a g e: COMING SOON ///
F a m i l y: none
M a t e: none
K i t s: (none
C o m p a n i o n . I m a g e: none
C o m p a n i o n:
Caryn is a Snowy Owl. She is mostly white with few black marks on her body. Caryn's eyes are the exact shade of green as Featherstep's.. and she also has a silver streak by her beak, like her feline counterpart.
Q u i c k . P h y s i c a l:
Long, silky snow white pelt w/ shocking leaf green eyes, silver mark on muzzle
F u l l . P h y s i c a l:
Featherstep is a shecat of long/tall build.. She is rather tall witch makes her an excellent runner/jumper. She is an asset during bird and rabbit hunts, due to her lithe and powerful body. Her eyes are a shocking green, about the exact hue of a rose leaf in the sunlight.. they are quite the sight. She has long, soft snow white fur.. most long haired cats fur is very thick, hers just flows down her body effortlessly, taking nothing from her slender figure. On her face, she has a silver marking on her muzzle.
P e r s o n a l i t y:
Featherstep has never been known as the fighter.. more as the cat that brings the peace in the quarrels. She would rather stay and help the queens protect the kits in her clan, after all they are the future. Not many cats can even get a cruel word against her because of her sweet and loving nature.
Most young cats love to flock around her, due to her good nature and love of kits. She doesn't mind staying to play with the younger members of the clan.. but when it comes to the grind, she is a very fierce and dependable cat.. Not many can match her agile movements.
This shecat is a quiet yet confident beauty, but this asset sometimes can go against her. She tends to not 'take' what she needs, instead gives to others making life harder for herself. She can also be swayed from a decision easily.
H i s t o r y:
Featherstep was the only surviving kit of her mothers litter of 3 during a harsh leaf-bare. Due to the loss of kits, her mother clung tightly to her.. keeping her overly protected and sheltered from the world. At her apprenticeship, she was given to a senior warrior, who's knowledge was a great asset to her clan and Featherstep was honored to be her last apprentice. During her apprenticeship, Featherstep often felt obligated to be a warrior apprentice, and coveted the medicine cat's lifestyle.. but the dream to someday bare kits and have a make kept her from that decision. When she was in the prime of her apprenticeship, her mentor passed away from an unknown disease.. Only a moon shy of the normal warrior ceremony, she was made a warrior early.
O v e r a l l:
Featherstep is a sweet and timid she cat with a luxurious white long haired pelt and beautiful emerald eyes. Many cats find themselves drawn into her social orbit by her beautiful looks and her positive attitude. She once had a secret desire to follow the path of starclan, the path of the medicine cat, but the dream of someday having a mate and kitting kits drove her aside to the warrior way of life. Even though she does not have any wish to fight, she can still be a formidable opponent when it comes to protecting her clan.
S a m p l e:
Imagine yourself waking from a short and uneasy slumber.. you are alone a large cardboard box... the top is open to reveal the clear blue sky above you. You look around, you once were not so alone.. you had your brothers and sisters sleeping beside you just the night before.. their scents still linger stalely around you. You had watched them go one by one, grabbed by large spiders and taken out into the world outside. You are just now realizing the creeping coolness in the air around you, the missing bodies cuddling around you are no longer..
You stand on fuzzy and untried feet, gaining more vision of the sky and the outside. You notice large objects cracking through the atmosphere. Curious, you stand on your hind paws and up against the side of the soft box. You let out a startled mew as you see large Grey tree trunks around you.. no leaves.. no green.. everything looks hard and unkind, making your box feel homey. You see creatures walking on their hind legs hurriedly around you, furs of colors you have never dreamed of, wrapped around their hairless bodies.
You are amazed, the world around you is so busy and lively.. you jump out of the box, landing face first onto the cold and stony surface. Just before you take off to your new freedom.. a pair of warm claws gently plucks you up in mid stride.. The last thing you see before absolute darkness is the angelic face of a two-leg kit smiling and squealing in delight..
C o d e . P h r a s e: starlit sorrows[/font]
