Post by løиetëaя on Sept 24, 2010 8:15:58 GMT -7
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
Burningember
*/Thunderclan/13 moons/Warrior/She-cat
*/Cause you channel all your pain
While skittish at first she really is a loving and sweet cat, she just has some confidence issues. She isn't the quickest cat to trust another, keeping her distance until she is sure she won't be harmed. But once you gain her trust you gain a loyal and caring friend. She isn't really a leader in any sense, she doesn't have enough confidence to do anything but follow others. If she did have more confidence others would notice her more but she is usually the last cat one sees.
She is very relaxed though, the only time she ever gets tense is when she sees something new or something that she knows can hurt her. The rest of the time she's pretty laid back and content to just be around those she trusts and cares for.
*/And I can't help you fix yourself
Though at first unnoticed, Burningember is a very beautiful cat. Thick dark ginger fur that darkens into black in some places she's a very different looking cat though gorgeous to look at. Her tail is long and plume-like, like a fox tail and the bottom portion of it is black. The fur on her neck is longer as well, framing a delicate head. Her face is a lighter ginger aroung her eyes and muzzle. Black markings fall on her cheekbones, bringing her amber eyes into focus.
Her body is long and lithe, well muscled though still slim and built for speed. Her legs are long, meant for running over long distances and doing so quickly. Her paws are small, but long claws give her an extra grip on the forest she runs over.
*/I tried to help you once
A dark ginger she-cat with amber eyes.
*/I saw you going down
Born to two Thunderclan warriors, Burningember has lived her entire life within the clan. Her mother was a rather skittish gray she-cat, and she picked up on some of this skittishness. Her father was a huge black tom, renowned throughout the clans. Where her coloring came from is a mystery, since she doesn't really look like either of her parents.
She was born with one other kit, a gray tom. When he was an apprentice he fell through the ice on the frozen over river, and no cat was able to save him. Her half brothers however are still with the clan.
She was always a cautious kit and even as an apprentice her confidence never really grew. She was given a patient mentor though and with her help she succeeded in becoming a good fighter and hunter. When she was twelve moons she was given her warrior name.
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
But you didn't understand
