Post by swifty on Nov 19, 2010 13:41:13 GMT -5
Name |
Gender | She-Cat
Age | 26 Moons
Rank | Warrior
Clan | MeadowClan
Beliefs | Although she blames StarClan for taking her father away from her, they are still her strongest belief. She has believed in them ever since she was a kit, and dreams of one day being at her father's side once again. Honor is another belief of hers. She would rather die in battle than die of old age, simply because there's more honor in battle than there is in lazing under the sun. And she plans on doing just that; even if it may not turn out that way, she hopes that StarClan will grant her at least that one wish. In an attempt to appeal to them, Swiftclaw has never, ever disobeyed the warrior code in her entire life. Even to this day, she's never once thought about breaking it.
Parents | Thornwhisker [father, deceased, np] -- Icefur [mother, dc]
Siblings | Raventail [brother, dc]
Other Kin | None
Mate | Not yet
Crush | Not yet
Kits | Not yet
Apprentice/Mentor | Not yet
Appearance | Swiftclaw is a majestic she-cat with a mostly black body. Her underbelly is covered in white, however, and she bares a white mask. Her paws, along with her tail, are tipped with white and her whiskers are also as white as snow. You might find yourself hypnotized by the sheer beauty and softness of her fur. That feral fur of hers could easily be compared to a kittypet's fur in terms of softness. She has a sturdy build, and powerful legs that seem to have been built for running at high speed. Her movement is quite swift and agile because of it. She could be running at full speed and still be able to dodge an obstacle in her way; though that's not always the case. She has a black lower lip, which separates the whiteness of her underbelly from the whiteness of her mask. Her nose is splotched with both pink and black, making it the first thing most cats notice about her. Her eyes are intense, bright forest green and her claws are sharp and crystal clear. But its her agility and vigilance which make her a formidable warrior.
Personality | CALM. Swiftclaw rarely ever panics, or gets upset over small issues. If she does manage to panic, then you should beware yourself because that's a clear sign that whatever she's facing is extremely serious. However, most of the time, she knows that panicking only makes things worse. Even if she's terrified inside, she won't show it on the outside. This is so that her Clan-mates will feel safe under her, no matter what happens.
COLLECTED. She carries herself quite well. From the way she walks to her manner of speech, Swiftclaw is a soothing and a mature cat. It's not uncommon for her to be able to calm a cat down just with the sound of her voice. Her words are almost always lined with thought and admiration. Even so, her dark side is definitely one that you don't want to test. Her temper has a way of lashing out without warning, so be strategic when questioning her motives.
GENTLE. Swiftclaw has a sweet, gentle air about her that would make any PassionClan cat feel safe. She respects everyone, no matter how old or how young, and cares for them all equally. She's usually the very first one (besides the father) to visit newborn kits, and she thinks that witnessing their mother name them is a blessing from the Dark Forest themselves. Seeing the future of her Clan right before her eyes often makes her see just how lucky she was to have been born into such a grand Clan.
BRAVE. Swiftclaw will never back down from a challenge, just as long as there's a perfectly good reason to be fighting. She is logical, and is a halfway decent strategist due to her calm demeanor. She's a very good hunter, which means that her Clan will never go hungry so long as she's around. That is, unless prey becomes dangerously scarce, which is one of her biggest fears; that she won't be able to protect or feed her Clan. She will protect her Clan at all costs, and if necessary, she'll die for them. And if that means going into danger alone, then so be it.
Skills | Swiftclaw has always been talented at climbing trees. She does it so fast and skillfully that no one would believe she grew up around little to no trees at all. She is slightly better at fighting than she is at hunting, although she does hunt fairly well.
History | Swiftkit was born to a solid black tom named Thornwhisker, and a gray-and-white she-cat named Icefur. They were both loyal cats of MeadowClan, and would've died to protect it if they needed to. She was named Swiftkit for her distinct black-and-white pelt and her rambunctious personality, even from birth. She was born alongside one sibling; a brother named Ravenkit, of whom she was very close to. However, it was her father, Thornwhisker, who she was closest to. Whenever she'd get the chance, she'd be by his side. Swiftkit knew that she wanted to grow up and be a great warrior, just like Thornwhisker some day.
At six moons of age, Swiftkit was excited when she finally became Swiftpaw. She was now an apprentice, and wouldn't you know it? Her own father, Thornwhisker was assigned as her mentor! Now she was sure to become a great warrior like him, and everyone expected it. They trained hard together, from dawn until dusk, and quickly formed an even tighter bond than they had before. After three moons of peaceful training and border patrols together, Swiftpaw's very first battle approached. It was a border fight between MeadowClan and FogClan, but Swiftpaw never expected to freeze up at the sight of so much ferocity and bloodshed. She witnessed the death of Thornwhisker during that fight. They won the battle, but Swiftpaw's personality quickly changed. She was no longer a rambunctious kit, but a calm and brave apprentice.
The very next day, Swiftpaw received her new mentor; Eagleheart, a mottled brown tabby-and-white tom who had never had an apprentice before her. In fact, he was barely over fifteen moons when he was given Swiftpaw, his very first apprentice ever. Although he could never replace Thornwhisker, he did manage to weave his way into Swiftpaw's heart. The two became fast friends, almost like a sister and brother. At eleven moons old, Swiftpaw and Eagleheart helped many other cats to kill a fox that had invaded the Clan's camp. They saved many newborn kits that day, and received enormous praise.
At twelve moons old, Swiftpaw stood proud as she heard the leader of the time announce her brand new warrior name. She would now be known as Swiftclaw. Her brother was named Raventail. Seven moons later, Swiftclaw received her very own apprentice. She would be the mentor of a small, timid white she-cat named Snowpaw. She took everything that Eagleheart had taught her, and made sure to pass on all that knowledge to Snowpaw. Six moons later, Swiftclaw, Snowpaw, and a handful of other cats helped to fend off a large hawk that had tried to invade the nursery. Directly after they had succeeded, Swiftclaw watched as Snowpaw received her new warrior name; Snowflight. She was surprised to find out how proud she ended up being of her first apprentice.
We have a cbox again and we're opening the place up as a closed, members only rp