Post by gorsepelt on Aug 6, 2010 22:57:45 GMT -5
Moonfeather of WindClan
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Name: Moonfeather
Age: 48 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Warrior
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Reason For Name: Her midnight pelt is interrupted by a silver crescent moon shaped mark on her chest, and her pelt and tail appear feathery.
Previous Names: Moonkit, Moonpaw
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One Sentence Description: Beautiful black she-cat with bright blue eyes and a silver marking on her chest indicating a crescent moon.
Appearance: Moonfeather truly is a beautiful sight. Her nimble frame is delicately draped in feathery, sleek black fur that shimmers and gleams as the moonlight touches it. Her muscles are well toned and strong, but she is not an overly buff cat nor in any way fearsome looking. Her black coat fringes around her ears, fluffing out like a Lynx. Her paws are tufted with black feathery fur as well, quieting Moonfeather's paws as she walks over the earth of WindClan territory. Her sweeping tail is magnificent and long, providing balance and beauty. Moonfeather's face is angular and full of wisdom, her nose black as well as the inside of her ears. Her eyes are a bright, vibrant blue, creating quite a contrast to the rest of her pelt. Her whiskers are long and black, providing an attuned sense of touch and feel. On Moonfeather's narrow, fluffy chest is a silvery crescent moon marking, giving the beautiful cat her equaly pretty name.
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Personality:
Calm
Moonfeather can keep a very cool head in most situations, and is regarded as a calm, soothing cat in times of great turmoil. Very little can get Moonfeather riled up. Moonfeather's calm attitude draws cats to her, especially when they are hurting or emotionally troubled. She is a great peacemaker, and often is seen as the "psychologist" if you will, of the Clan. She speaks reason into other's situations, and enjoys sitting and listening to other cats' problems and situations. She gives out advice, and doesn't mind taking it from other cats either.
Reserved
Moonfeather enjoys her alone time. Though she does like to be around her Clan, there is just something about being alone that appeals to her. She often takes long, solitary strolls around WindClan territory when she finds the time. Her reserve also comes in her conversations. Moonfeather is a secret keeper. Rarely does she talk about her own self, past, or plans for the future. She prefers to listen, learn, and comfort. In this way she is also a pacifist, preferring not to argue, fight, or even battle with any other cat. However, she knows her allegiance lies with WindClan, and will fight if she must.
There is a downside, however, to her reserved nature. Moonfeather has problems letting anyone get too close to her, after her mate and sister died. If any cat asks too personal of a question, she has been known to snap back and lose her usually calm demeanor. And if any cat hits just the right amount of buttons, one should steer very clear, for she could be deadly and mean.
Playful
Despite her collective solitary personality, Moonfeather sure does like to have fun. She was somewhat of a prankster in her kit years. With her silent attitude and calm demeanor, no one had ever suspected that she was behind all of the pranks. Her and her sister, Winterleaf, collaborated many a time in apprenticehood and kithood. Now that she is a warrior and mother, her pranks have gone, but her sense of humor remains. She likes to laugh, and tell jokes. Moonfeather is witty and charming, once you get her talking. Again, however, steer clear of personal questions and references.
Likes: Listening, laughing, hunting, telling jokes, mouse
Dislikes: heights, climbing, water, dogs, rats
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History:
A strange heritage
Moonfeather's heritage is not what one would call against the warrior code, but it is still shameful to her nonetheless. Moonfeather was born to two rogues, Moonleaf and Jaggedclaw. Both rogues were former ShadowClan warriors, and respected ones at that. Moonleaf was loved by all her clan, and it was a shock to everycat that she was caught up in Jaggedclaw's heinous crimes. Jaggedclaw, a strong, ambitious warrior, had conspired to kill the Clan leader and take over ShadowClan, and possibly stretch his influence to the other clan's as well. However, his plot was exposed and both Moonleaf and Jaggedclaw were exiled. Moonleaf's exile was based only on "affiliation". However, when the two finally found a place to stay, Jaggedclaw abandoned Moonleaf and her two kits. Moonleaf was still a warrior at heart, and raised her kits in the warrior code. She named them Winterkit and Moonkit, for she had met some interesting rogue friends along the way whom had different names for the seasons. One night, Moonleaf decided to give her kits to WindClan, and hid in the bushes while she waited for her babies to be found. Fortunately, her prayers were answered.
Apprenticeship
Moonfeather and Winterleaf were very playful, somewhat
wild apprentices, with a knack for playing pranks and causing mischief. Moonpaw was the brains, and Winterpaw just had fun carrying the ideas out, though she had some input as well. Her creativity made Moonpaw's plans more hysterical. But the excitement could not last. Moonpaw realized that soon her warrior ceremony would be here, and she had to shape up.
The news
When the warrior ceremony had been complete, and Moonfeather had been a warrior for a few days, she learned the truth about her parents. The elders were telling a story of two rogues and the plot to kill the ShadowClan leader. They mentioned two kits, who they speculated belonged to the female rogue. It clicked for Moonfeather, since she didn't remember her early kithood being in the clan. She had had dreams about her mother, and no one had ever really talked about her or Winterleaf's past. When she asked the leader for confirmation, just the look on her face told Moonfeather what she needed to know. For a while, her and her sister grieved together, unsure of what to do with this information. But Winerleaf's attitude of "this will not get me down" was contagious. Moonfeather now awakes every day with a new hope. A chance to make amends for her parents treachery by serving her clan was all she could hope for.
Meeting Him
Not long after her warrior's ceremony, Moonfeather became very close with a dashing young tom named Stormfur. They soon fell in love, and Moonfeather gave birth to two kits, Ravenkit and Frostkit. Despite Frostkit being blind, Stormfur and Frostkit developed a special bond that Moonfeather loved to watch grow.
Tragedy
Stormfur was a very brave cat, and always willing to do anything for his clan. He even swam the river in the middle of leafbare to rescue an apprentice. This caused him to come down with a horrible case of blackcough. When Moonfeather received the news of his death, she was scared and devastated. But Winterleaf helped her through, and the knowledge that her two kits needed her gave her renewed energy.
However, these reasons did not stay with her for long. After an especially harsh winter, Winterleaf and Ravenkit contracted blackcough too. They died that winter, leaving Moonfeather and Frostkit alone. Moonfeather was forever changed, and she could also sense a change in her daughter. When Frostkit became Frostpaw, Moonfeather now had to spend nights alone. It has been a harrowing journey, but Frostpaw and Moonfeather hold each other up, leaning on the other''s strength.
IC Example: The dim light of dawn crept over the ground, shadows retreating sluggishly into the bushes and trees. Moonfeather slowly stretched her legs, yawning and arching her back. The morning had arrived, and Moonfeather's was thick with sleep and grief as she struggled out of bed. Visions from the night before flashed before her eyes. Winterleaf's once beautiful pelt was now ragged and dull, her body thinned by the disease that was eating her away. Moonfeather's son lay in the nest next to her sister, his large form rising minutely with each haggard breath he took. The den reeked of death. Moonfeather huddled closer to Frostkit, wrapping her large feathery tail around her small, blind daughter. She tried to comfort her, give her words of peace. But her daughter's blindness almost ruined her now, for she could sense things other cats could not. Surely she knew without having to see them that they were dying. A gaping hole wrenched itself open in Moonfeather's chest. Wasn't losing Stormfur enough? Now her baby had to endure the loss of a brother and an aunt. What more could StarClan take from her? What more could they ask Moonfeather to give? Moonfeather watched through the night, laying as close to her son as the medicine cat would allow. Moonfeather had had to fight tooth and claw just to be allowed in the den. Moonfeather shook her head, trying to drown out the memories of her son's final breath, quickly followed by her sister's. The agony gripped her soul. She gave up trying to shake it off, and gently nudged Frostkit awake. "Come on, sweetheart. It's time to face another day."
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[/size]Who Are You? Gorsepelt.
How Did You Find Us? Chaos.
Other Characters: None yet. Frostpaw and Silentheart are soon to arrive.
