Post by ferret on Oct 10, 2010 10:26:31 GMT -5
Ferretdash of WindClan
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Name: Ferretdash
Age: 34 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: Windclan
Rank: Warrior
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Reason For Name: Born long and lanky, resembling a ferret kit.
Previous Names: Ferretkit, Ferretpaw
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One Sentence Description: Orange tabby she-cat with bright green eyes and a long winding scar around her rear right leg.
Appearance: Ferretdash is an average sized cat with an enormous heart. Her eyes are brighter than the river moss and her pelt as soft as a kits, almost as though she never lost her kit fur. This is probably due to her constant grooming. Even though she may not look intimidating, you can see in the way she moves and the muscles that ripple beneath her pelt that she is much stronger than she lets on. Her father, having been the largest in the clan passed down his strength and power that matched with perfect agility to his one and only daughter. To be more precise, Ferretdash moves like the wind when need be, but her clumsiness out of battle is almost overwhelming. Her fur flares with the deep colors of orange, gray, and brown, perfect to blend into her natural moor home. Her pelt has splotches of fur white as a newborn claw on top of her smooth fur. Her rear right leg is marred with a terrible wound, almost as though her skin had been torn away to the bone. A long thick star is wrapped around in a spiral pattern all the way up to her chest. Another scar marks her muzzle on one side, a seemingly forgotten battle hiding in its story.
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Personality: Ferretdash had always been one to explore, her nose in every rabbit hole she could find. You couldn't exactly define her as a loner, but she was society's star either, which she was perfectly fine with. Our little pretty-kitty is the most loyal type of cat you can find. Although she can be a bit loopy at times, there is nothing that can get between her and Windclan, her birth clan. She is nurturing, and would adopt a kit at any moment, which is why you can see her often sticking her nose into the nursery. Someday, she will have her own nest in there, with squirming kits at her belly also. She often wanders from camp to roam the fields. Her favorite is border patrols in the morning. Such a sensitive nose must be treated nicely, and with all the scents from the other clans, who can resist such a beautiful morning on the moor?
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History:
Brought to Life
Ferretdash was born as Ferretkit into Windclan to her parents, Riverweed and Poppyseed. As playful as she could be, she was the only surviving kit in her litter. She often got into trouble and loved to escape from the world in imaginary adventures. She would sneak out the back of the nursery into the territory and stalk pretend prey. Her mother would become so hectic to find her only kit that it would send her into panic attacks. Her mother was a dramatic cat.
Strengthened with Wisdom
When she was 6 moons, she became Ferretpaw and made her way into the Windclan society. Her training passed quick, she was eager to learn. She learned from her mentor anything she could, pestering him to train her more than often. He became so annoyed with her that he would send her into the fields for "assessments" and leave her on her own, which got him into trouble with the leader. Thankfully, Ferretpaw was not as dramatic as her mother, and would passively shrug her shoulders when questioned about her mentors treatment.
Trusted with Hope
At the age of 12 moons, her mentor passed her and gave her the proud name of Ferretdash. She ran along the moor with speed and agility, fast and smooth in the blonde colored grass. When she was 17 moons, she was caught in a two leg trap intended for rabbits, that wrapped around the victims leg. The only way of escape was to slowly unwind herself, slicing deeper and deeper into her own flesh. She barely missed death as she lost blood slowly back to camp. When she had managed to limp into the clearing, she didn't seem to concerned about her injury. The medicine cat had said that it was a result of the massive blood loss, but honestly, Ferretdash trusted her fate with the stars. If she was to live, she would. She had spent almost a moon in the medicine cat den due to her injury. She recalls the days tangled in the sharp wire when she grooms or shares tongues. The pink-white skin around her leg reminds her of the time that defined her.
IC Example:
Ferretpaw scampered along behind her mentor. "What are we going to do today?" She asked giggly, stopping here and there to investigate. She scuffled her feet as her mentor ignored her, stopping to scent the air. A scowl flashed across her face, quickly erased by a passing butterfly.
Her mentor rolled his eyes and continued towards the small sand bank the apprentices trained on. He set a paw on the sandy ground and wrinkled his nose is disgust. Ferretpaw smiled and skipped past him, "Aw come on Friskwhisker, it's only sand!" Her voice was upbeat and excited to start the day.
Friskwhisker rolled his eyes again, watching her slide around on the sandy earth. "Ferretpaw, stop. Stop moving and-" He ducked as she leaped towards him in attack. "Thats what I was going to say, att-" He was knocked on his side. Ferretpaw was big, about the size of Friskwhisker. He sucked in air as she stole away from him is laughter. "I win!" She giggled.
Being competitive, he shot towards her, but she was faster. She jumped and twisted in the air, landing on his back and flipping him over on top of her. Her body wriggled out from underneath him and pressed a paw to his throat. He glared at her and got up slowly, his hind legs cracking. Hissing, he swung his paw out after her in vengeance, but alas, no hope. His paw hit nothing. She's so annoying! Angry thoughts flashed through his mind.
"I think it's time for your assessment." He snickered.
Ferretpaw jumped up and swung into the air, "Yes, yes yes!"
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Ferretpaw stalked silently through the hills, her feet making no sound underneath her. Piercing through the heather with sharp eyes, she spotted a rabbit just ahead, unaware of her coming. A lithe body gracefully flew into the air and out of the heather onto the rabbits warm body, taking the life, She lifted her nose in triumph and smelt the slight scent of her mentor near her. Smiling to herself, she set back towards camp. Today, she would be a warrior. .
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Who Are You?
Why, I am FerretI am 18 years old and I will be graduating soon. (well almost 18, but whatever.)
How Did You Find Us?
Just looking around for websites that had a good amount of people on there. You guys seem active enough.
Other Characters: I will be eventually having Ambergaze of Riverclan and Owlfeatehr of Thunderclan.
I am 18 years old and I will be graduating soon. (well almost 18, but whatever.)
