Post by Silentheart on Nov 19, 2010 14:57:24 GMT -7
~Name~
Dawnfire
~Clan~
Windclan
~Age~
34 moons
~Rank~
warrior
~Gender~
she-cat
~Personality~
Dawnfire was a small, runty kit, and not entirely eager to start her apprenticeship, but once she started, trained until her bones ached to please her mentor. It was late in her apprenticeship that her natural soothing and healing abilities showed, much like that of an old medicine cat, but she continued on to receive her Warrior name, Dawnfire, despite the few protests from her clanmates. She was never truly outspoken, but an excited young warrior in the beginning, she, after many moons, calmed down significantly and became extremely kind and gentle, but a fiercely loyal cat to Windclan. She became meek and even quieter than her early years, gaining a personality like you would think of warm, sweet, melted honey, not at all fiery as her namesake, warm, dying embers over a blazing inferno, the eye of the storm and a voice of reason among the other warriors, a cat many other, younger cats seek out for advice, knowing she'll stay fair, calm, and unbiased.
~Short Description~
Ginger she-cat with lighter molted colour, and white features.
~Description~
Dawnfire has a ginger she-cat, with pale, milky mottled specks across her flanks, like a cloud streaked dawn sky. Her chest and belly are white, as well as her paws, and her fur is medium length, her tail bushy and feathery. She is pure windclan, her body sleek and slender, her legs long and fast, propelling her across the windswept moor like a hare as she chases down her prey. Her eyes are a warm honey colour, matching her sweet personality, pupils wide and round, missing nothing as she lives day to day, watching the clan and learning all that she can of her clanmates.
~History~
She was born to Windclan cats, her mother a fierce protector, her father, a loyal and brave tom. She was one of two in the litter, and the smaller, leaving her feeling weaker than her sibling, and not as eager to become an apprentice, although she did anyway. Late into her training, she was found to have natural medicine cat gifts, although she ignored them and moved onward to gain her Warrior name and serve her clan, although she never lost her soothing, motherly ways and still shares her kindness with the clan as she works hard as a loyal warrior. She found, although she wasn't a queen herself, she enjoyed spending time in the nursery with the kits, and queens, listening to the quiet mews and the expectant, or nursing mothers telling tales of their past litters- and of things that had happen far before her own birth
[/size]Dawnfire
~Clan~
Windclan
~Age~
34 moons
~Rank~
warrior
~Gender~
she-cat
~Personality~
Dawnfire was a small, runty kit, and not entirely eager to start her apprenticeship, but once she started, trained until her bones ached to please her mentor. It was late in her apprenticeship that her natural soothing and healing abilities showed, much like that of an old medicine cat, but she continued on to receive her Warrior name, Dawnfire, despite the few protests from her clanmates. She was never truly outspoken, but an excited young warrior in the beginning, she, after many moons, calmed down significantly and became extremely kind and gentle, but a fiercely loyal cat to Windclan. She became meek and even quieter than her early years, gaining a personality like you would think of warm, sweet, melted honey, not at all fiery as her namesake, warm, dying embers over a blazing inferno, the eye of the storm and a voice of reason among the other warriors, a cat many other, younger cats seek out for advice, knowing she'll stay fair, calm, and unbiased.
~Short Description~
Ginger she-cat with lighter molted colour, and white features.
~Description~
Dawnfire has a ginger she-cat, with pale, milky mottled specks across her flanks, like a cloud streaked dawn sky. Her chest and belly are white, as well as her paws, and her fur is medium length, her tail bushy and feathery. She is pure windclan, her body sleek and slender, her legs long and fast, propelling her across the windswept moor like a hare as she chases down her prey. Her eyes are a warm honey colour, matching her sweet personality, pupils wide and round, missing nothing as she lives day to day, watching the clan and learning all that she can of her clanmates.
~History~
She was born to Windclan cats, her mother a fierce protector, her father, a loyal and brave tom. She was one of two in the litter, and the smaller, leaving her feeling weaker than her sibling, and not as eager to become an apprentice, although she did anyway. Late into her training, she was found to have natural medicine cat gifts, although she ignored them and moved onward to gain her Warrior name and serve her clan, although she never lost her soothing, motherly ways and still shares her kindness with the clan as she works hard as a loyal warrior. She found, although she wasn't a queen herself, she enjoyed spending time in the nursery with the kits, and queens, listening to the quiet mews and the expectant, or nursing mothers telling tales of their past litters- and of things that had happen far before her own birth
