Post by whisper!wing on Aug 4, 2007 18:07:41 GMT -5
Other Accounts:
Rainkit, Frostedstream
Ribbon(s):
Purple
Character:
Whisperkit
Gender:
She-cat
Clan:
ShadowClan
Position:
Kit
Appearance:
A tall and slender silvery white maine coon. Whisperkit is extremely beautiful and very small. Her build makes her look like a one to two moon old kit when she is really three moons old. Being a small cat has its advantages though, she is extremely agile for a ShadowClan cat and steps lightly always so she will most likely make a pretty good hunter.
Her large eyes are a deep fuzzy blue color, like most blue eyes they pierce cats as though they can read them. She tends to have her eyes in slits when she is mad or examining a new cat. Her bright blue gaze can also be very friendly and comforting to some. Her face is always painted with a happy expression.
Whisperkit's pelt is a delicate silvery white color. In shadows it seems a very shiny tar like black. Her fur is still very fluffy like a newborn it's even though she isn't a newborn kit. Her fur on her slightly broad chest is white with some dark gray smudges here and there. Her tail is long and the fur on it hangs down a good mouse length or so and is completely grayish silver. Her fur on her chest is also extremly fluffy as is the fur around her face making her look much bigger than she actually is.
Her ears are large and their tips rounded. The fur on the is also extremly fluffy and has little gray speckles. Her ears can hear very far and she often listens in on conversations because of that. Her little pink nose if prodded can cause her to be stunned for several moments for almost no reason.
Personality:
Many cats have often said that Whisperkit in believes things on faith alone while many warriors ground their views on facts and logic. This is not to suggest that Whisperkit is unintelligent; indeed, as a young kit it is her belief that "Brains will ALWAYS defeat braun". Many cats also have been known to see Whisperkit as very guillable and a bit thickheaded whereas she sees herself as smart and making much sense.
Despite her quirkiness, Whisperkit is often perceptive about cat nature, and she is blunty honest to friends. She also holds her friends in extremely high regard. She really loves them and believes they are very important.
Whisperkit also has been known to claim things that don't exist are there and that creatures she makes up exist. She is convinced that she will one day catch a badgermouse (part badger part mouse). She speaks in a very dreamy voice and is often a large bit spacey. She doesn't really sound like good warrior material but when it comes to defending friends and her Clan she is fearless.
Whisperkit can also be known to hear things as I may have mentioned earlier. If a sick cat claims to see a StarClan cat or hear voices she says she can hear them too. She normally can hear the voices because she watched her motehr die at her paws when she was little. Whisperkit is a true friend for anyone willing to put up with her weirdness.
History:
The runt, Whisperkit was the smallest kit of her litter, which included her and two toms. When she was born she didn't cry. Her mother licked and licked her hoping she wasn't dead. Her Clan mates also assumed that they had dr opped the little she-cat on her head. The medicine cat told her mother thoughthat Whisperkit was healthy just extremly quiet. Her mother named her Whisperkit because of this. The second born kit was a kit called Skykit was still born but his mother wanted to name him before he was burried. Whisperkit other brother Snakekit was born blind and was very weak. Within about three days he was also dead. Her mother, Coalfeather and her father, Stormclaw were devastated afterall it was their first litter. Shortly after Skykit and Snakekit's deathes the camp was invaded by rogues and a large black tom-cat snuck into the nursery where Whisperkit, her mother, and father were. Her father instantly stepped forward and fought the tom while her mother was shoved away at every atempt to help.
"Mommie who is he?" Whisperkit asked her eyes focused on the large black odd smelling tom who had invaded their nursery. She saw her father rise and her mother slowing atempt to get to her feet too but her dad pushed her back down.
"Stormclaw," she whispered at him looking rather shocked. He simply stepped forward and snatched at the tom. In a flash the two were tusling and Coalfeather had forced Whisperkit into the wall of the nursery. She could see but the snow covered her pelt making her impossible to be seen.
There was another flash where she closed her eyes and heard a loud scream. "Stormclaw no!" She opened her eyes to see her mother starring over the body of her father. Blood leaked freely from a wound on his neck and the black tom merely smiled and licked her father's blood from his paws.
"You come next I assume?" he smiled showing rotting teeth. He turned and then since the she-cat didn't fight back Whisperkit croaked in horror as her mother's body horribly wounded crashed down onto the nursery floor. The tom grinned glancing around for any kits but seeing none he simply left.
Whisperkit crawled out of her hiding spot and came up to her parent's bodies, "Dad, Mom?" She looked coldly at where the black tom had left.
"Whisperkit?" Her mother's ragged breathing was barely still within her. "I will always love you."
"Mom?" Whisperkit mewed and then her mother died. Just died and all Whisperkit could do was stare at her bloody body.
Whiserpkit was left an orphan in the nursery when her mother and father die. She became extremly wayward and as most say Loonie or mad. Some kits tease her by calling her Looniekit or some other rude things. Whisperkit astoundingly just ignores them and keeps her mind wide open. She approaches apprentice age now and she has no need for others now since grief has separated her.
IC:
-points to History- That should work
Picture:
Look in siggie or Clicketh
Code Words:
Not Needed
Other
IC Part of History
Rainkit, Frostedstream
Ribbon(s):
Purple
Character:
Whisperkit
Gender:
She-cat
Clan:
ShadowClan
Position:
Kit
Appearance:
A tall and slender silvery white maine coon. Whisperkit is extremely beautiful and very small. Her build makes her look like a one to two moon old kit when she is really three moons old. Being a small cat has its advantages though, she is extremely agile for a ShadowClan cat and steps lightly always so she will most likely make a pretty good hunter.
Her large eyes are a deep fuzzy blue color, like most blue eyes they pierce cats as though they can read them. She tends to have her eyes in slits when she is mad or examining a new cat. Her bright blue gaze can also be very friendly and comforting to some. Her face is always painted with a happy expression.
Whisperkit's pelt is a delicate silvery white color. In shadows it seems a very shiny tar like black. Her fur is still very fluffy like a newborn it's even though she isn't a newborn kit. Her fur on her slightly broad chest is white with some dark gray smudges here and there. Her tail is long and the fur on it hangs down a good mouse length or so and is completely grayish silver. Her fur on her chest is also extremly fluffy as is the fur around her face making her look much bigger than she actually is.
Her ears are large and their tips rounded. The fur on the is also extremly fluffy and has little gray speckles. Her ears can hear very far and she often listens in on conversations because of that. Her little pink nose if prodded can cause her to be stunned for several moments for almost no reason.
Personality:
Many cats have often said that Whisperkit in believes things on faith alone while many warriors ground their views on facts and logic. This is not to suggest that Whisperkit is unintelligent; indeed, as a young kit it is her belief that "Brains will ALWAYS defeat braun". Many cats also have been known to see Whisperkit as very guillable and a bit thickheaded whereas she sees herself as smart and making much sense.
Despite her quirkiness, Whisperkit is often perceptive about cat nature, and she is blunty honest to friends. She also holds her friends in extremely high regard. She really loves them and believes they are very important.
Whisperkit also has been known to claim things that don't exist are there and that creatures she makes up exist. She is convinced that she will one day catch a badgermouse (part badger part mouse). She speaks in a very dreamy voice and is often a large bit spacey. She doesn't really sound like good warrior material but when it comes to defending friends and her Clan she is fearless.
Whisperkit can also be known to hear things as I may have mentioned earlier. If a sick cat claims to see a StarClan cat or hear voices she says she can hear them too. She normally can hear the voices because she watched her motehr die at her paws when she was little. Whisperkit is a true friend for anyone willing to put up with her weirdness.
History:
The runt, Whisperkit was the smallest kit of her litter, which included her and two toms. When she was born she didn't cry. Her mother licked and licked her hoping she wasn't dead. Her Clan mates also assumed that they had dr opped the little she-cat on her head. The medicine cat told her mother thoughthat Whisperkit was healthy just extremly quiet. Her mother named her Whisperkit because of this. The second born kit was a kit called Skykit was still born but his mother wanted to name him before he was burried. Whisperkit other brother Snakekit was born blind and was very weak. Within about three days he was also dead. Her mother, Coalfeather and her father, Stormclaw were devastated afterall it was their first litter. Shortly after Skykit and Snakekit's deathes the camp was invaded by rogues and a large black tom-cat snuck into the nursery where Whisperkit, her mother, and father were. Her father instantly stepped forward and fought the tom while her mother was shoved away at every atempt to help.
"Mommie who is he?" Whisperkit asked her eyes focused on the large black odd smelling tom who had invaded their nursery. She saw her father rise and her mother slowing atempt to get to her feet too but her dad pushed her back down.
"Stormclaw," she whispered at him looking rather shocked. He simply stepped forward and snatched at the tom. In a flash the two were tusling and Coalfeather had forced Whisperkit into the wall of the nursery. She could see but the snow covered her pelt making her impossible to be seen.
There was another flash where she closed her eyes and heard a loud scream. "Stormclaw no!" She opened her eyes to see her mother starring over the body of her father. Blood leaked freely from a wound on his neck and the black tom merely smiled and licked her father's blood from his paws.
"You come next I assume?" he smiled showing rotting teeth. He turned and then since the she-cat didn't fight back Whisperkit croaked in horror as her mother's body horribly wounded crashed down onto the nursery floor. The tom grinned glancing around for any kits but seeing none he simply left.
Whisperkit crawled out of her hiding spot and came up to her parent's bodies, "Dad, Mom?" She looked coldly at where the black tom had left.
"Whisperkit?" Her mother's ragged breathing was barely still within her. "I will always love you."
"Mom?" Whisperkit mewed and then her mother died. Just died and all Whisperkit could do was stare at her bloody body.
Whiserpkit was left an orphan in the nursery when her mother and father die. She became extremly wayward and as most say Loonie or mad. Some kits tease her by calling her Looniekit or some other rude things. Whisperkit astoundingly just ignores them and keeps her mind wide open. She approaches apprentice age now and she has no need for others now since grief has separated her.
IC:
-points to History- That should work
Picture:
Look in siggie or Clicketh
Code Words:
Not Needed
Other
IC Part of History
