Post by -->| Howl on Mar 1, 2008 3:56:10 GMT -5
Name: Fadeheart
Age: 15 moons
Alliance: RiverClan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: She-Cat
Appearence:
Age: 15 moons
Alliance: RiverClan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: She-Cat
Appearence:
Any will clearly mistake her as an apprentice for her small body size. A distinctive mark of a black-tipped tail is awfully rare for a snow, pure cat like her. Her claws are exclusively sharp, able to tear off an ear! Her slinking silky coat of fur glimmers behind the backgrounds of the mighty sun as it plunges deeply beyond the horizon. Her eyes of the forest green could hypnotize any tom that comes in the way. Having erect ears, they are highly sensitive to sounds, enabling her to watch her back carefully. Muscles of great strength and will power, she can run up to a day, not even feeling any aches in her joints. Sinking behind the shadows of horrors, she can creep away from a fox without being seen in the night, even though she has the fur of a white winter wolf. Her tail is of a certain length, neither long nor short. With her small and short size, she is able to squeeze into narrow crack, large enough for herself to squeeze into. Her deadly fangs are rather nasty for they can end the life of a rodent without even allowing it to squeak! Cats of all age’s murmurs silent comments to each other about the mystical distinctive mark she persists. Some say that it is a curse while others say that it is an omen or mark from Starclan. What do you say of it?Personality:
Shy as a mouse, she rarely meets the company of others for they would usually stray away from her after sometime. Every cat mistaken her of being a curse for the clan which is perfectly plain nonsense to her. Deep in her core, she is really a warm-hearted and friendly feline but rumors spread like wild fire in a haystack, of her being a dark and unsociable she-cat. When coming to loyalty, everyone has doubts on that subject over hers. Is she loyal enough? Will she ever betray our clan? Those questions always come in the way in every Riverclanner’s mind. But didn’t they know that their crazy doubts are purely wrong. She loves her clan and would do anything just to protect it from harm. But then, another grave subject took into place. Starclan… Will she follow the warrior code or neglect it? Another thing, this is deplorable for a cat’s thoughts of her. Of course she would follow the warrior code! If not, why join Riverclan? Is it because of the bountiful preys available? Not that in you life! When coming into battle, she is quiet aggressive, as if like a queen which has lost her kits. She shall claw every enemy in her path with one swipe and wishes not to do so again. She is calm and collected, neglecting every insults she had gotten. Instead of replying it in a negative mind, she intends to stay silent of reply with a look. She can be stubborn but that rarely happens.History:
Her self control of anger is greatly respected but not for all cats. Some envy her while some intend to irritate her even more, finding problems for them to complain to the leader. This is the plots they wanted to take charge of her but most of them failed. Why? Maybe they are mousebrain enough to finding faults with calm cat like her? Who knows.
Her history remained unidentified by every Riverclanners and even for her. She was acknowledged as a loner for she couldn’t even remember her family and where she had come from. When and before she first live her life in Riverclan…Roleplay Example:
Before
While wondering on the outskirts of Riverclan, she was still young at the age of 7 moons. Playing with nature, blackness suddenly took whole of her. Opening her eyes with a slight slit, large number of cats intends to stare at her as if never had seen a cat in their whole entire life. Due to the harsh way of life alone, she looked frail yet skinny. It was a disasters site for any cat. Immediately, she leaped into all fours and tried to make a run for but two massive sized cats blocked her path. One of them snarled at her in defiant of hers of trying to escape. It was like being caught as a prisoner! Feeling teeth sank into her scruff, she was carried into a dark cave, which is what she called due to her being small. She tried to squirm free of its grasp but its jaws were locked shut on her scruff. A different scent which is unfamiliar yet a cat entered her leather nostrils. Emerging from the dark shadows, a huge even bigger cat stood before as she was placed gently on the hard earth. She shivered in fear. She feared of her being eaten alive by it! But strangely, soothing voices came from its mouth. It made no attempt of slicing her but sat silently and began to introduce herself over hers. Questions were asked of her being in their territory. She had never known that a clan which is what they called exists in the forests too!
But when she was asked of where she had come from, she is unable to answer. She was so stressed out by her memory that she almost fainted. But she is strong. The leader of which it was called decided to offer her of joining the clan. She greatly accepted it and therefore, a ceremony was held. Some didn’t approve her but most of them did. Seeing the thin and unhealthy state of the apprentice, she was well fed by the medicine cat and all sorts of herbs were given to keep her healthy.
Present
It was until now that a strange marking suddenly coated the end of her tail. Cats started o grew anxious whenever she’s around for they thought that she might be cursed. So all alone she is now, alone in her dreams and herself.
As the soft lights of the orange ball of fire plunges down over the horizon, the stars took its place, shimmering its glorious light. Her all time friend, the moon decided to show up, accompanying her for the night. A sudden purr rose from her throat as it shown its cool streaming of light over her frantic white back. “Hey there moon. So glad you showed up”, she meowed, as if talking to it. She has no friends and the moon is all that she got to talk to. Every day when night has fallen, she would creep out of camp, just to witness the beams of the ball of light. She stares up to the sky, witnessing every star’s shine. Her eyes show happiness just to be with Starclan. Not long enough, light thoughts escaped from her mind, inviting the dark ones come. “It has been moons since I had a friend to talk to…” she sighed, laying her head on her paws. It seems so lonely in camp. I wish someone would be here to talk to. She turned to her tail, staring hard at the black mark.Code Word: Walk with Starclan
“And its all because of you, isn’t it?” she snarled, staring at the black coated tail. She looked away, staring at the whole forest, lost in her thoughts. “Sometimes I wish you would be down here moon. To be my friend”, she whined. She sniffle a tear that runs down her cheeks, damping the earth. I don’t know where I came from and what I really am… “I’m hopeless!” she shouted out, stomping on the earth, as if punishing it for nothing. Voices came behind the bushes. Alerted, she rushed towards it, calling out, “Who’s there?” Immediately, two shadows appeared out of the bushes.
“It’s just us and you are right. You are hopeless”, they insulted and laughed. Feeling ashamed, she fled off towards camp, trying not to turn back. Why are they here? Are they sent to spy on me? She knew she could no longer trust her clan mates much. She felt uneasy whenever they are around. “I’ll try to stay away from them. That’s final”, she noted out with anger spreading in her veins.
