Post by deJENerate on Mar 5, 2012 22:36:57 GMT -5
Featherstreak
{get up and go; take a chance and be strong}[/center][/size][/font]
25 moons old
she-cat
WindClan
warrior
general;;[/blockquote]Featherstreak is an impulsive creature. She just goes with whatever. She does not like to think too in depth with certain aspects of her life. She is very blunt, and will say pretty much whatever she is thinking. She tries to make her words less pointy if she decides to speak her mind. Featherstreak is an overall lovely cat, though. She is generally helpful when necessary. She is a great listener and gives pretty good advice.
inside;;likes::wind- For obvious reasons, Featherstreak enjoys feeling and listening to the whispering breezes that float across WindClan territory. The range of the air's voice is unimaginable, and Featherstreak is lucky enough to be able to interpret the melodies.
eating- She adores chasing and tearing into a nice-sized rabbit. Featherstreak never finishes a whole rabbit by herself and has to share her a portion kill no matter what.
running- The sensation of her muscles contracting is one of the best feelings on the planet. She almost never runs out of energy when she is out of camp, it seems.
cuddling- Featherstreak loves to have a little cuddle every now and again. She's dying to find a tom to share this with and it mean more than comfort or warmth.
being groomed- The rhythmic rasps of her mother's tongue when Featherstreak was a kit lulled her to sleep. To this day, she loves to have her pelt groomed.
dislikes::bossy cats- There are a few exceptions to every rule, and with this it's cats that can be bossy. Like the leader and deputy. It is their job to direct their Clan. Cats that boss others around just for the heck of it peeve her off.
open or infected wounds- She doesn't mind the scent, sight, or smell of blood. But Featherstreak can not stand wounds that look as if they are festering. She has passed out only once before from this particular thing.
spiders- Any creepy-crawlers, really. She may not enjoy them because she is almost frightened of them.
making decisions- Any major decisions are really difficult for her. She hates having to pick between more than more thing. Which is why she is rather impulsive.
bad smells- Her sense of smell is extremely heightened compared to many cats.
outside;;clicketh
Featherstreak:: light gray tabby she-cat with yellow-green eyes.Featherstreak has a bit of a chartreuse coloration in her eyes. If she is outside, her eyes are more yellow. In contrast, when she is in lower light, her eyes appear more green. It almost looks like she is wearing eyeliner because they are neatly outlined in a charcoal black. Her lithe WindClan bodice is primarily gray with darker tabby stripes crisscrossing down her pelt. Featherstreak's tail looks as if it was dipped in ashes. Her tail tip is a smoky gray color. Light pink tints her paw pads, inner ears, and nose. Useful whiskers sprout randomly from her face. Her gray coat gradually fades into a creamy off-white color on her chin and underbelly.
history;;Featherstreak has had a very calm life. Nothing too awfully scarring has occurred in her past. She grew up with two brothers who were never much of an influence to her. She never knew their father- he had chosen to remain anonymous- but she had a few logical guesses. Her brothers, like all larger siblings, picked on her, but she managed to hold her own. As the runt, she was always considered 'cute' and 'precious', never 'intelligent' or 'fierce'. These misconceptions molded her into the creature she is today. She has a sharp tongue, but an overall sweet nature.
Featherpaw was apprenticed with her siblings and always managed to fall in the back of the picture. The toms were forever in the limelight. Though that never seemed to bother her, she still felt left out occasionally.
In some freak accident that involved a group of rogues, one of her brothers was brutally injured. The medicine cat did all that she could, but ultimately he lost his life. That brought greater pain to her mother and living brother than it did Featherpaw, but she still mourned her sibling.
That was immediately prior to their warrior ceremony, and Feather received her new name with pride. Since then, she has become much more intelligent and gained plenty of experience. She doesn't keep up with her brother and mother too closely, but they all exchange pleasantries often enough.
