Post by jasperlizard on Dec 8, 2012 13:00:22 GMT -5
Name: Whiteflower
Age: 15 moons
Gender: Female
Allegiance: SandClan, Warrior
Appearance: Whiteflower is small and slender, and her size is further accentuated by her short white fur. Her tail is slightly longer than normal and swishes around near constantly. Her cheekbones are angular and sharp, framing a face with narrow yellow eyes.
Personality:
If you had to describe Whiteflower in one word, it would be fierce. Everything she does seems to be laced with a sense that she's giving it all her energy. She refused to do anything half-heartly, being it fighting, hunting, friendship, or love. This does lead to reckless-ness though.
In fighting, she attacks too quickly, doesn't think of the injuries she could receive. In hunting, while she is quick, she is also bad at the whole stealth thing and thus tends to scare away prey often. As well, she is often a little to quick to point out the bad things in other cats, and she can be very strict.
Despite all these things, she isn't that unpleasant to be around. If she's your friend, she is your friend forever, and just because she is strict doesn't mean she doesn't make jokes occasionally.
And of course, Whiteflower is good with kits and cannot wait until the day she has some of her own. If/when she has her own kits, she will probably be fiercely protective of them.
History:
Whiteflower always felt like she had something to prove. She was the only kit in her litter, and rather small at that. She was always healthy, though, and clung to life with ferocity.
Her mother, Icefur, was strict and not entirely suited to be a mother. She wasn't sure how to feel about kits, how to treat them or nurture them, and she was too nervous to ask for help from the other queens. So she went by instinct and memory, caring for Whitekit the way that her mother had cared for her long ago.
Icefur told Whitekit to do her best and give her all. She said that the clan needs strong warriors, so be strong even if you feel sad. And that one of the most important that a mollies has is to have kits.
When Whitepaw was apprenticed, she was given an older warrior, Ryetail, as a mentor. Ryetail was many moons old and near retiring age, so he knew Whitepaw was going to be his last apprentice.
Ryetail taught Whitepaw everything he knew, but Whitepaw had trouble paying attention. She wanted to learn how the queens took care of their kits, and that was one thing that Ryetail couldn't teach. So Whitepaw often leaped at the chance to bring prey too the nursery, so she could talk to the queens.
After a while, Whiteflower was made a warrior. Ryetail retired. Icefur was proud of her daughter, and was happy that she hadn't messed her up too bad. For a few moons, life was relatively normal.
Then, SandClan lost their camp. Ryetail and Icefur got sick and died, leaving Whiteflower alone and confused. Buts she is determined to help her clan through this crisis no matter what.
Age: 15 moons
Gender: Female
Allegiance: SandClan, Warrior
Appearance: Whiteflower is small and slender, and her size is further accentuated by her short white fur. Her tail is slightly longer than normal and swishes around near constantly. Her cheekbones are angular and sharp, framing a face with narrow yellow eyes.
Personality:
If you had to describe Whiteflower in one word, it would be fierce. Everything she does seems to be laced with a sense that she's giving it all her energy. She refused to do anything half-heartly, being it fighting, hunting, friendship, or love. This does lead to reckless-ness though.
In fighting, she attacks too quickly, doesn't think of the injuries she could receive. In hunting, while she is quick, she is also bad at the whole stealth thing and thus tends to scare away prey often. As well, she is often a little to quick to point out the bad things in other cats, and she can be very strict.
Despite all these things, she isn't that unpleasant to be around. If she's your friend, she is your friend forever, and just because she is strict doesn't mean she doesn't make jokes occasionally.
And of course, Whiteflower is good with kits and cannot wait until the day she has some of her own. If/when she has her own kits, she will probably be fiercely protective of them.
History:
Whiteflower always felt like she had something to prove. She was the only kit in her litter, and rather small at that. She was always healthy, though, and clung to life with ferocity.
Her mother, Icefur, was strict and not entirely suited to be a mother. She wasn't sure how to feel about kits, how to treat them or nurture them, and she was too nervous to ask for help from the other queens. So she went by instinct and memory, caring for Whitekit the way that her mother had cared for her long ago.
Icefur told Whitekit to do her best and give her all. She said that the clan needs strong warriors, so be strong even if you feel sad. And that one of the most important that a mollies has is to have kits.
When Whitepaw was apprenticed, she was given an older warrior, Ryetail, as a mentor. Ryetail was many moons old and near retiring age, so he knew Whitepaw was going to be his last apprentice.
Ryetail taught Whitepaw everything he knew, but Whitepaw had trouble paying attention. She wanted to learn how the queens took care of their kits, and that was one thing that Ryetail couldn't teach. So Whitepaw often leaped at the chance to bring prey too the nursery, so she could talk to the queens.
After a while, Whiteflower was made a warrior. Ryetail retired. Icefur was proud of her daughter, and was happy that she hadn't messed her up too bad. For a few moons, life was relatively normal.
Then, SandClan lost their camp. Ryetail and Icefur got sick and died, leaving Whiteflower alone and confused. Buts she is determined to help her clan through this crisis no matter what.
