Post by mintstorm on May 26, 2008 21:11:38 GMT -5
Name: Swanflight
Clan: Emberclan
Rank: Warrior
Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-cat
Description: Swanflight is a silky white she cat. Ivory and pale silver specks and streaks appear along her snowy pelt, giving her a shimmering appearance in the light. Swanflight's pelt is medium length, yet it is shorter than it is long. Her eyes are hazel, a glittering kaleidoscope of green and brown, the color of the river. Swanflight has a slim, agile build, she is incredibly flexible with lithe, wiry muscles and long legs. Her tail is a feathery plume, it is the most swan - like part of her body. Swanflight has small, delicate paws which hardly touch the ground as Swanflight runs. She moves with an air of grace and elegance, earning her the name of Swanflight.
Personality: Swanflight is a nosy, curious, and intrusive cat. While she means well, she absolutely has to know everything. Swanflight is known to stick her nose in other cats' business and not leave until she finds out what she wanted to know. While she is obtrusive, she is also generous and compassionate. Swanflight dislikes seeing cats in pain or misery, and works to comfort those who are constantly in solitude. She is amazingly stubborn, and always defends what she believes in. Swanflight is hardly ever meek or timid, unless a cat caught her being incorrect. She is under the impression that she is always right, yet is truly a gracious and amiable cat who is completely loyal.
History: Swankit was born in a litter of three into EmberClan. She was the runt of the litter, but even as a kit wouldn't let it stop her. It was soon determined subconsciously by Swankit and her siblings that Swankit was their leader; she was bossy, charismatic, and always made good decisions as to what they should play. They spent their kit-hood play-fighting, racing, and sneaking out of camp. Their family was close and loving, and Swankit's mother and father enjoyed playing with and teaching their kits.
At six moons, Swankit became Swanpaw along with her two siblings, Goosepaw and Duckpaw. Her mentor felt uncomfortable and timid in comparison to Swanpaw, often faltering when teaching or remaining too easy-going and laid back, often resulting in Swanpaw getting into trouble. Indignant at her mentor's lack of good teaching, Swanpaw strived to teach herself. Her many breaks were spent perfecting her crouches, improving her battle moves, and stretching her lean muscles. Swanpaw soon became a talented, gifted warrior, pleasing her parents and the Clan. Noticing Swanpaw's abilities, the leader named her Swanflight.
As a new warrior, Swanflight did her best and worked for perfection. Then, her mother and father died while hunting together. A huge badger had slunk up upon the two, and won the skirmish due to the element of surprise. Heartbroken and mournful, Swanflight lost her will to do do her best, and became a useless waste of space in the warriors' den. This went on for about a moon, when it suddenly dawned on the young warrior - her parents would have wanted her to move on. Swanflight became herself again.
IC: Two hazel orbs opened to the stormy night. A slender white warrior slipped out of the warriors' den, delicate paws brushing over the ground lightly. Swanflight was sneaking out of camp, to enjoy her only time of solitude and peace. She slunk through the shadows, as moonlight illuminated her white fur. Squeezing through the reeds, Swanflight found herself free! Refraining herself from yowling in elation, the euphoric she-cat ran with great celerity to her favorite spot, the Great Oak. Broad branches kept Swanflight safe from the rain, and the thick trunk was warm and cozy. Swanflight watched the sky for a moment, waiting for the stars to show through. She caught sight of two twinkling, bright stars, and whispered, "I missed you two. Are you watching over me, mother? Father?" The night slowly faded to day as Swanflight spoke to her lost family.
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