Post by silverwolf on Nov 4, 2007 20:42:18 GMT -5
Name: Silverwolf
Moons: 23 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: LightClan
Rank: Warrior [Troops]
Short-Description:
Moons: 23 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: LightClan
Rank: Warrior [Troops]
Short-Description:
a beautiful silver she-cat w/ blue eyesPicture:
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.x.//silver wolves shine\\Personality:
The color silver, it shines beautifully, right? Have you ever seen a silver wolf? Of course you have, have you ever seen that silverish coat on a cat? Maybe, maybe not, thats what makes Silverwolf's fur unique. Silverwolf has a beautiful silver coat, it however doesn't have any markings at all, maybe a bit on her face around her eyes and forehead, but not on her body at all. Which is kind of unusual for a cat, right? Thats why she is known as the silver wolf, some wolves have a silverish coat, but most have no markings. This she-cat is short-haired, however, her pelt keeps her fairly warm during leaf bare, which she is very thankful for! Wait, now your thinking, 'Silverwolf has a perfect coat' am I right? Of course I am, I can read minds! No, she doesn't have a perfect coat, no cat does and no cat is perfect, there is however always flaws somewhere.
.x.//pools of sapphire\\
The color sapphire, meaning blue right? Except, a very shiny nice blue. Well if you were thinking thats the color of her eyes, your right. Though it was too obvious. Luckily, her eyes don't change color, thank goodness. Wonderful sapphire gems staring at you, it might sound cold, but charming at the same time. Everyone loves gems and diamonds right? Silverwolf's eyes are sapphire, but they are kind of a faded sapphire color, this is mostly because her emotions are clouding them all the time. Now this she-cat isn't very emotional, though however you can see everything with one glance at her sapphire gaze. Don't get me wrong, it can be very hard to understand exactly what she is feeling though.
.x.//the strange markings\\
Strange markings, well, kinda. She doesn't exactly have markings, but if she does they are strange which is why she has very few. Silverwolf's left paw is all black and its the only paw that is black, the rest are all silver. For some reason, at the tip of her tail are very skinny gray tabby stripes, and its only at the tip of her tail. That is pretty much it out of the markings though, like I said, she has some markings, but very few!
.x.//soft like a kitten\\History:
Wild? I don't think so, Silverwolf is not as wild as her name. 'Wolf' is not exactly considered wild though, is it? But when you think of 'Silver' you see a soft silverish color right? This she-cat is very soft as a matter of fact, just as soft as a kitten. She would easily feel sorry for the prey she had just caught, some cats despise her because of how soft she is towards others. That really isn't her fault, can you really control your personality? Sometimes in certain cases, but in this case, she can't it isn't her fault. Luckily, she is a great fighter and hunter, so softness doesn't always affect her.
.x.//flying is a hobby\\
Hobbies, everyone has a few, well so does she. Especially running, she runs to fast that it doesn't even look like her feet touch the ground at all, she could be floating across a meadow for all you care! But in this case, no she isn't floating, she's just running. . .really fast. Other then running, she accually enjoys fighting more then hunting. To her, she likes action and fighting takes after more action then hunting does, and she doesn't have to feel so sorry after she kills prey, cause in fighting, your just inflicting wounds, not killing the helpless for food. Ah, the sunset, one of her most favorite sightings as well as silverpelt in the night sky. she could sit there for hours and watch them! Seriously!
.x.//the other side\\
You know that Silverwolf is all soft right? Not all the time, sometimes this she-cat needs anger management, seriously, even though its very rare you don't want to get her angry. Enough on anger management, Silverwolf hates it when I talk about that. Stubborn? I wouldn't say super stubborn, but she is stubborn when she wants to be, trust me when she wants to be stubborn, its hard to get past her, she can be hard-headed as well. Don't forget that when she is in a hyper and energetic mood, she will be fierce if need be! So watch out everyone, you might want to run for lives!
.x.//a new dawn\\Role Playing Example:
Short soft chirps began to fill the air as dawn broke nightfall. A small black she-cat layed on her side next to a large tree. Near her soft underbelly were three kits. Two black toms and one silver she-kit suckled from their mother. They were small new-borns, they could sense nothing but their mother
Hi, I'm Silverwolf at the moment, I'm warrior of LightClan. Wanna know a secret? I was never Clan born, but no one knows that. You see, I was born a loner along with my two brothers, though I never really knew them except the color of their pelts. When I was one moon old, I kinda woke up early, but I could sense that my mother wasn't near by. My eyes were beggining to open up, so everything was blurry. I just began to walk, those were my first steps and I fell. A few moments later I began to feel warm, I didn't know why. It was leaf bare by the way. I smelled milk comming from a black cat in front of me. I thought it was my mother, but something also felt strange, it didn't exactly smell like my mother. I suckled from the she-cat anyway.
I forgot about who my real mother was a moon after that day. Hey, kits have short-term memory when they are little right? I came to think that Forgottensky was my mother and that Jaykit and Brokenkit were my brothers. Jaykit was a light gray tom and Brokenkit was pure black like his mother. Jaykit and Brokenkit didn't even know that I wasn't born in LightClan. Anyway, we all grew up together. We went through hard times and Jaykit always stuck up for me when Brokenkit would pick on me, that black tom was trouble I tell you!
When I turned four moons old along with my two 'brothers', a large battle broke out. The LightClan camp was surprised attacked by AirClan! Forgottensky was needed to fight, so a warrior guarded the nursery while the elders watched oveer us, after all we were the only kits in the nursery and Forgottensky was the only queen in the Clan. The black queen was killed when a warrior from AirClan made a deadly blow, which killed her instantly. I was devestated, and so were Jaykit and Brokenkit.
The worst part was, Forgottensky knew that I wasn't born in LightClan. She never told me. So I began to grow up not knowing where I was accually born.
.x.//a shattered life
Clouds darkened and thunder filled the forest as well as lightning. Bright blue eyes sparkled happily as she touched noses with an older cat
Yeah, my apprentice ceremony was during a thunder storm, which means I wasn't allowed to go and train right away. So the other apprentices showed me and my 'brothers' around the camp. My mentor was very nice, his name was Hawkheart. He didn't seem to have the dark heart of a hawk though, I'll tell you that much, more of a dove's heart. We trained everyday, and he even gave me tips that no mentor would give. It started out great. Or that was until Brokenpaw spread rumors about me. Especially making up that I had a crush on Granitepaw. He was ok, a dark gray tom, he was Brokenpaw's best friend. I didn't have any friends, mainly because the she-cats were too girly and flirty for me, I just stayed away from them. I mainly just hung out with Jaypaw.
For some reason, I was getting these strange dreams. I kept on seeing a black she-cat, her scent was very familiar. It was almost like I knew her. I knew for sure that it wasn't Forgottensky, her scent was different. Sometimes I would see two black toms as well.
A few moons later, for some reason, Hawkheart's personality changed. He was now a mean, coldhearted tom who only cared about himself and his Clan's needs, he would make me pick the ticks off of the elders a lot. Boy, that was 'fun'. Jaypaw grew distant from me, it was like I lost a best friend. How began to hang out with Granitepaw and Brokenpaw more, adn even helped spread stupid rumors about me, which I learned to ignore.
One night, I had a dream. This time, I knew it was Forgottensky, her scent filled my nostrils. She began to talk to me, telling me that Jaypaw and Brokenpaw really weren't my brothers and that she really wasn't my mother. She said that one morning she woke up and found me suckling from her. She told me that I was a loner kit, that just came out of nowhere, but she took care of me anyway. I woke up and Forgottensky's words rang through my head. Now I knew who I really was, and I was happy that Jaypaw and Brokenpaw really weren't my brothers. Even though I knew that I was born a loner, I wondered what everyone would say if they ever found out, so I kept it a secret, even to this day.
.x.//a new point of view\\
A white tom rested his chin on the silver she-cat. She licked his shoulder in return and chants from the cats below filled the camp
I remember Hawkstar's words, but I don't feel like saying them at the moment. Now I'm known as Silverwolf, and Hawkheart, my mentor died the day before from blackcough. I was sad, he was like a father to me, even though at the end he was a coldhearted warrior, he did care for me. Well, I am still a very young warrior. Remember, this is just the beggining.
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