Post by cloverkat on Jun 18, 2010 4:09:02 GMT -5
ShadowClan
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Ivythorn:
Age: 26 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank:Warrior
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Reason For Name: Her eyes are the color of deep green ivy, and the suffix became thorn for her feisty personality.
Previous Names: Ivykit, Ivypaw
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One Sentence Description: A small stature dark Calico, mainly black with brown smudges on her face, and a few others along her pelt, with a singular white hind paw.
Appearance: Small for her age. After apprenticeship, she didn't grow much more, and can often be mistaken for a newly made warrior at gatherings if you don't know her. But don't say anything, because she'lls show you she doesn't have to be huge to whoop your butt. Her fiery green eyes gave are a big part of her reputation, containing the spark she has to fight back and to do what she needs. Her pelt is what is often considered a calico, with three basic mix-matched colors, although she is mostly black furred. A few brown smudges decorate her, along with a single spot of white, in the form of a short boot on her right hind leg.
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Personality: In general, she comes off as feisty, argumentative, and rude. But once you actually talk to her, you'll find that she really is kind, she just shows affection by teasing. If she teases you and messes around, that shows she likes you as a friend, otherwise, she simply wouldn't bother. She does like to argue though, especially if it contradicts her beliefs.
This she-cat isn't afraid to stand up for friends, loved ones, and clan. Although she has a big mouth, she'll stay loyal and keep your secrets trapped under a lid, just like her own. And if you really get close to her, you'll find she often tries to use her retorts and remarks to hide her own insecurities, and to cover up different thoughts, feelings, and even secrets.
Likes: Ivythorn loves moonlit strolls through the forest, however corny it is (although she isn't about to admit it). Often enough, she'll sneak out of the den just to stroll alone. Instead of lingering around and sharing tongues like most do, she spends her free time running about, trying to burn off energy before time to sleep. Most of the time, she does this alone.
She hungers for a good fight once in awhile though, verbal or physical. It helps her let off steam that she keeps inside from harboring different feelings.
Dislikes: When other clanmates give ShadowClan a bad name, they often have to deal with Ivythorn. Although she finds it fun to play on the creepy idea during border squabbles, she disagrees when others say ShadowClan is completely evil. They just have dark tendencies at times.
And honestly, she has a distaste for queens. They always seem to be gossiping for no good reason. She has a soft spot for kits, but she tends to avoid the nursery so she doesn't have to suffer those she-cats that seem to constantly occupy the nursery.
Ivythorn also dislikes the clanmates that think that all she-cats have to have kits. Honestly,she doesn't want them, even though she likes them. She doesn't think that any tom would dare like her because of her temper and attitude. She simply wasn't made to be a mom in her mind.
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History: Born and raised in ShadowClan, she is die-hard loyal. Ivythorn is proud of her clan, despite its reputation, and is often determined to let others know that they aren't all bad. She grew up pretty normal, although she harbors a few dark secrets. Her parent's had died when she had been an apprentice, and she had witnessed it. The reports had been wrong, and she knew it. But she didn't speak up, honestly afraid. They had said it was a fox. What really happened, she will never tell.
She easily became sorta awkward in the clan. So to cover her sense of not belonging at times, the she-cat started to fight more, become louder like her clanmates almost. But she often still feels different, out of place slightly, even with all her pride.
IC Example:
Ivythorn stalked through the forest, determined to find a kill to explain why she had been out. Some had started to complain about her frequent disappearances, so this time, she planned to come back with something to help the clan.
The she-cat slowed suddenly, smelling the scent of raven. A grin crept across her face, feeling her paws glide across the slightly moist land, her pelt blending perfectly in with the shady forest. It came into site, pecking at the ground, searching for worms in the soft ground.
With a simple quick leap, the small she-cat propelled herself the distance between them.
Teeth clamping through feathers. Bones cracking. A caw being silenced.
She now had a meal for her clan.
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Who Are You? Clover
How Did You Find Us? Through a friend that had already joined.
Other Characters: N/A
