Post by cass on Apr 26, 2012 5:54:43 GMT -5
WILDSTAR
"Black she-cat with an emerald green eye, and a startling ice blue eye."
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Gender: She-Cat
Age: 20 Moons
Clan: Riverclan
Position: Leader
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Physical Description:
Wildstar has a black coat, that clings to her strong body. She has an ice blue eye as well as one emerald green eye. Her body is somewhat more naorrower compared to the rest of the cats in her clan. Her nose is black like her fur. WIldstar has a long tail that easily wraps around her paws when she site. Her fur isn't long, but it isn't short either. It keeps her warm in the Winter and isn't too heavy for swimming. Like most Riverclan cats she is well fed, but she is naturally smaller then most cats in her clan.
Personality Description:
You would expect any warrior to be strong, clever and cunning. But sometimes you need more then just the most obvious things to be called a true warrior. Ever since she was young she has always been the more dominant one. Her father called it confidence as well as the ability to lead. Her father would look down at her with pride whenever she was to beat one of her brothers or sisters in a wrestling match. It was as if he knew what she could do, or even what she would become. When she was just a kit her father made it clear to them. There was but one path they could follow, only one path he would let them follow. The path of a warrior. Her sisters and brothers, just like her wanted to be warriors. Every kit always dreams of hunting and fighting for the rights for their own territory. She wanted to feel the blood rush through her as she hunted for her survival, she wanted to fight to the death to protect the ones she loveed. So she has trained.
She has followed her heart and placed all her courage and hardwork into becoming what she has always wanted. Her mother said that she was a proud cat, even from a young age she was proud, but she also said that she could bend her pride when she needed to. She called her a listener, someone who was smart and intelligent, but wise enough to admit they were wrong for the good of their clan. Wildstar thinks her parents want her to become leader one day, she wants this too, and the day her name was called for deputy was one that had made her feel more alive. The day her leader died, was the day she became prehaps the youngest leader Riverclan has ever had, but a good leader at that. Wildstar knows she is a very ambitious... but the thing is she is willing to wait for her chance to get to the top, she did. She waited.
She has always thought she was friendly, but no one and she means no one doesn't have enemies. She does. Even if they are in her own clan, even if they are her own sister. Her sister thinks she is a bit of a naive cat. Wildstar likes to see the good in everyone, and if there is bad she tries to ignore it. Her sister calls her ignorant and arrorgant. And sometimes Wildheart believes her. She knows she sees too much good. She needs to look further into a cat other then what she wants to see. Wildstar can be a very stubborn. When Wildstar doesn't win, she will keep trying to until she does. She is not one to give up. She is very determined. But sometimes you need to know when enough is enough.
History:
Everyone has a mum and dad, even if yours is dead or has been replaced, no matter who you are or what you say you can't deny the fact that you have a mum and dad.Only asexual animals and creatures don't have both. Wildstar has a mum and dad. She has a sister and brothers. She was born somewhere in the middle of her brothers, it went one then her, then another brother and one sister.
After that mum looked at them all differently as if they were all she had. Wildstar didn't really understand why she was so upset she didn't even know the thing. But her feelings changed after she watched some nights when her mother would leave them in the nursery and she would walk into the forest for hours. It would feel like moons befrore her warm fur would come back to them. She always smelled of the forets and the pines. Wildstar loved it, it made her crave the forest more, to head out there. She wanted adventure and she was curious to see what was past the den, but mother wouldn't allow it. Then one day she let them. It was if she had never seen outside before even though she saw it everyday, there is something different about stepping out into the day once more, knowing that you are allowed to roam and wonder. It felt amazing to feel the soft moist dirt under her soft paws and she soon showed her brothers and sisters who was boss.
Her kit hood was normal to everyones, there was nothing strange about it. Then when she became an apprentice she spent moons training as hard as she could to be the best that she could be. Her mentor was so proud of her and she was proud of herself. She fought hard for herself and learnt how to swim. She tried to learn everything she could. She wanted to prove to everyone that she was strong willed and not weak. She wanted to prove it to herself. Wildstar struggled to find a friend in her apprentice moons. The other apprentices shunned her. She didn't know why until she heard them talking about her. They were jealous. Her two brother became her only company, occasionally her sister would join them, but she didn't really fancy hanging with us, she preferred the company of the older ones. Wildstar have fought in battles, battles that her Clan has one and lost. It hasn't phased her.
She will fight for her Clan against great odds no matter what. She will protect everyone she loves with her life, even if they don't feel the same way. Then not so long ago she became a warrior. Wildstar was surprised that she was named with the older apprentices, as her brothers and sister watched on. But her brothers weren't jealous they greeted her proudly, only her sister sulked. Wildstar's mother and father were so proud of her and even the other newly named warrior's greeted her as one of their own, and in a way she was.
Wildstar thought many battles as a warrior. Some she lost, but most she one. She would always run with her clanmates into a fight, and no matter who it was she would stick by them. Wildstar always made sure she listened to her leaders and even times when she didn't agree she kept her tongue in her mouth, although she would talk to the leader or deputy after, voicing her disagreement. Then one day their deputy died. It wasn't a fight that killed him, nor age, but greencough, the old tom fought for a long time against the deadly dieses, but he died. Later on that night she was named deputy. It surprised her greatly. She was very shocked, she didn't think she was ready, but once a clan has lost there Deputy you know she have to be strong, you can't cower or decline. You have to accpet. You know you do. Because deep down youknow you are ready, and even though you might not think it, the rest of the clan thinks so. So Wildstar took the position.
She worked hard, fighting and trying to keep her clan alive, sometimes hs ecouldn't do it, but she kept going, she wouldn't give up. Her leader slowly began to lose a life her and there. She didn't worry. Leaders died. They lost lifes. They had plenty more. But then in a fight... The fight was out of control, it was angry and horrible, Wildstar watched as her life, her leader was pinned and killed. She waited for him to get back up, but he wouldn't. He just lied there. He didn't move. They lost that fight. She couldn't go on. Then just a mere few days ago, Wildheart changed to Wildstar, she became the leader of her clan, the cat her parents always wanted to be. The cat that she had always wanted to be.
RP Sample:
Cause I'm hiding behind this smile
No, I haven't come out for awhile
(Lyrics from Matt Wertz song "Behind A Smile Lyrics")
No, I haven't come out for awhile
Her keen eyes searched her old mentors face. She didn’t know what she saw there, but it didn’t look to good. The young cat opened her mouth to ask, but closed it quickly; she didn’t know what to say. She had no clue what to ask and it would be rude to ask when it was none of her business. She couldn't ask personal questions or things like that it was rude. But Darkthorn obviously had something on his mind; one quick look showed that his eyes were troubled. Wildheart was a very curious cat and she wanted to know what was bothering him, she doubted she could sleep till she knew, but she dismissed it with a flickof her ear, if he wanted to talk he would and she knew he would tell her, that was why she trusted him so much, because she knew he trusted her compltely. Yet sh found herself looking at him again, curious to know. She grinned at his words, but she could also tell he was trying not to speak to her like an apprentice, but an equal. It appeared that they both were having trouble with the new arrangement. She saw him as her mentor and to Wildheart, Darkthorn would always be here mentor. Someone she knew she could go to when she was upset, someone she would always wish to be like, the main cat she would look up to. Wildheart just hoped that he would see her as not only his old apprentice, but someone he could talk to. She wanted to know that he trusted her. She wanted him to talk.
The she-cat scowled. She looks down at her paws eying the small bits of grass that stuck out. The grass was slightly brown showing more of the signs of just how harsh this Leaf-bare had been. She averted the older cats gaze; she didn’t want to tell him she had caught nothing, or that she had probably scared all the prey from miles away. She didn’t want to see him disappointed… Wildheart was disappointed in herself. She couldn’t understand how she had let her sister’s taunts get to her. Wildheart had never let them before, but this time her sister’s words had seemed to push her just too far, and instead of saying something and causing and argument Wildheart had done what her sister had seen as cowardice. That had stung Wildheart the most, she was not a coward that new nothing more than words, and she could speak and taunt anyone with a sharp comment. Wildheart also new the skills of fighting better than her sister… Her sister was stupid; she couldn’t see that Wildheart had been the smart one by walking away. Wildheart wasn’t even sure she had made the right choice.
“The hunting was good!” she ignored the look he gave her as he stretched his long powerful legs. He was a strong cat that any smart warrior would fear, but Wildheart didn’t, not even the slightest. She knew the cat too well, she knew all his moves and techniques, after all he had taught her everything he knew. Wildheart yawned showing her white teeth. She was tired, she just wanted to sleep. "I was just deciding that I'd go out for a bit of a hunt, care to join me sleepy paws?" She eyed him, wondering if she should agree. She wanted to sleep desperately, but the thought of hunting with her old mentor was far more exciting. Wildheart also wanted to catch something, she had come back empty pawed and that had upset her. Besides if she wanted to eat she needed to hunt. She looks up at Darkthorn. “Sure. I would love some Water Vole.” She said grinning. Both the cats loved water vole, it was a habit that she had picked up from the tom, it was also the first piece of prey she had ever caught. It also tasted the best. Flicking the toms face with her tail she bounded over to the camps entrance, her sleepiness gone.
See there is this place so empty inside me
I keep hiding behind this smile
I keep hiding behind this smile
(Lyrics from Matt Wertz song "Behind A Smile Lyrics")
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Name:Cass[/size][/blockquote]
Age:16[/size][/blockquote]
Any Other Characters:Nope[/size][/blockquote]
