Post by Hopey on Apr 27, 2011 21:43:48 GMT -5
Name: Blueberryfrost
Age: Fifteen moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Medicine Cat
Clan: NightClan
Personality:
Blueberryfrost is a very serious minded and quiet she-cat. Unlike most cats, she doesn't like to be the centre of attention. Instead, she does all she can to fade into the background. It isn't because she is shy or anything like that - no, she just simply prefers silence. She rarely talks, and some cats have believed her mute because of it, but she simply won't fill up the Camp with useless chatter. She can come off a bit somber and aloof, since she rarely laughs or smiles, and that's fine with her. She doesn't mind being left in the background.
When you really get to know her, you'll find a thoughtful and kind cat. Blueberryfrost always thinks things through, and thinks before she acts or speaks. She's very logical and practical, except when it comes to her belief in StarClan. She is quite loyal to her Clan, though her first loyalty is always and will always be StarClan. Blueberryfrost is, though she can seem aloof, a very kind cat. She does what she can to make her Clan feel safe, and goes above and beyond when it comes her duty.
Despite her cool and aloof demeanor she actually is a very warm cat. She can be sort of shy, and doesn't really know how to talk to others outside her Clan, but she isn't rude or cold to anyone. She's very gentle when it comes to younger cats, and acts much older than she actually is. She's the type of cat who doesn't exactly make friends all that easily, but those she does have, she values over just about everything.
Sadly enough, Blueberryfrost is quite lonely. She seems to be a loner in the Clan, but her personality won't let her be hyper and bouncy. She isn't bitter or anything like that, but she does get lonely now and again. Those few that are her friend will know that she is actually a witty and friendly cat, once you get her to open up. She has been known to make jokes and poke fun at other cat's problems, but only around those she truly trusts. It isn't that she's distrusting, she just takes a long time to open up to cats.
Blueberryfrost is the type of cat that it takes forever to anger. She might be exasperated with you, yes, but anger is very hard to get. But once you anger her, you'll have an enemy for years. She can be quite cruel with that sharp tongue of hers, and it isn't wise to piss of the medicine cat. EVER.
Physical Description:
Bluerryfrost is a very pretty young thing, and it's a shame that she chose the path of the Medicine Cat, since she could've easily won a mate. She's about medium size, not too small and not too big, and has a strong build. She has a delicate look to her, and she is on the slender side. But don't be fooled by her delicate appearance - just because she's a medicine cat doesn't mean that she can't fight. On her smooth pelt, there is a single scar on her left side, the only thing that mars her beautiful pelt. And just because she is medicine cat doesn't mean that she doesn't train. She watched her brother and sister train all the time, and although she has never wanted to be a warrior, she had trained to make sure she isn't a liability in case of an attack on the Clan. Muscles ripple under her smooth pelt, showing that she isn't some softy.
The first thing others notice about Blueberryfrost is her eyes. They are a stunning blue colour, strange because she isn't blind. Bits of gold and green colour them lightly, and she tends to get remarks about it. It makes her light gray and black fur stand out. She's a bit on the furry side, though she keeps her fur meticulously clean. She has splashes of white on her tummy and paws, and the gray gets darker as you go down her fur.
History:
Blueberrypaw’s mother, Breezepelt, was so different from her daughter that some cats didn’t know how they were related. Ever since she was a kit she had been bouncy, hyper, and cheerful. It annoyed her best friend Riverrun to death. Unlike Breezepelt, he was somber, quiet and preferred listening to speaking. Blueberrypaw inherited this trait, unlike her siblings. The whole Clan knew that Breezepelt and Riverrun were going to be mates – they were so devoted to each other, they made the relationship between Medicine Cats and StarClan look weak.
No one was happier than Breezepelt when she gave birth to her first litter one bright green-leaf day. Blueberrykit was the youngest kit, her black-furred brother Shadowkit and her grey furred sister Smokeykit. Blueberrykit was the weakest of the kits, and her mother was afraid for her life, as she didn’t move around as lively as her siblings. The Medicine Cat assured her that there was really nothing wrong with her, she was just the runt and not like her siblings.
From the get-go, she was so different than her siblings. Shadowkit fully believed he could take on the world, and firmly told every cat he knew that he was going to become Clan leader one day. Smokeykit was a bit calmer, though she wanted to be the best warrior ever. And Blueberrykit? She didn’t enjoy play fighting with her brother or sister, and hunting really didn’t sound like a lot of fun. The thought of killing someone horrified her. She hated the idea of being a warrior, and privately talked to the leader to tell that.
So it was no surprise when she was made medicine cat apprentice. From there, she trained hard. She was a quick learner and although she was quiet and could be slightly anti-social, she became an accomplished healer. Her brother ridiculed her for being “weak”, though she never told anyone about it. She didn’t think of it as her being weak – after all, she was just as important as a warrior. She trained just as hard as her brother and sister did, though she was the last one to receive her name.
Shadowfoot and Smokeyfur were out hunting one day when they came across a badger. They had only been named warriors a couple days earlier, and really didn’t stand a chance. By the time the rest of the patrol came back with reinforcements, Smokeyfur was dead and Shadowfoot was gravely injured. Blueberrypaw worked all through the night to save her brother, and didn’t sleep at all. It was only when she was sure her brother was going to survive did she finally rest. That night she received her name – Blueberryfrost.
Many moons past and she became a full medicine cat. Her brother never ridiculed her again, since it was his “weak” little sister who saved his life.
Other notes: Nope!
Age: Fifteen moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Medicine Cat
Clan: NightClan
Personality:
Blueberryfrost is a very serious minded and quiet she-cat. Unlike most cats, she doesn't like to be the centre of attention. Instead, she does all she can to fade into the background. It isn't because she is shy or anything like that - no, she just simply prefers silence. She rarely talks, and some cats have believed her mute because of it, but she simply won't fill up the Camp with useless chatter. She can come off a bit somber and aloof, since she rarely laughs or smiles, and that's fine with her. She doesn't mind being left in the background.
When you really get to know her, you'll find a thoughtful and kind cat. Blueberryfrost always thinks things through, and thinks before she acts or speaks. She's very logical and practical, except when it comes to her belief in StarClan. She is quite loyal to her Clan, though her first loyalty is always and will always be StarClan. Blueberryfrost is, though she can seem aloof, a very kind cat. She does what she can to make her Clan feel safe, and goes above and beyond when it comes her duty.
Despite her cool and aloof demeanor she actually is a very warm cat. She can be sort of shy, and doesn't really know how to talk to others outside her Clan, but she isn't rude or cold to anyone. She's very gentle when it comes to younger cats, and acts much older than she actually is. She's the type of cat who doesn't exactly make friends all that easily, but those she does have, she values over just about everything.
Sadly enough, Blueberryfrost is quite lonely. She seems to be a loner in the Clan, but her personality won't let her be hyper and bouncy. She isn't bitter or anything like that, but she does get lonely now and again. Those few that are her friend will know that she is actually a witty and friendly cat, once you get her to open up. She has been known to make jokes and poke fun at other cat's problems, but only around those she truly trusts. It isn't that she's distrusting, she just takes a long time to open up to cats.
Blueberryfrost is the type of cat that it takes forever to anger. She might be exasperated with you, yes, but anger is very hard to get. But once you anger her, you'll have an enemy for years. She can be quite cruel with that sharp tongue of hers, and it isn't wise to piss of the medicine cat. EVER.
Physical Description:
Bluerryfrost is a very pretty young thing, and it's a shame that she chose the path of the Medicine Cat, since she could've easily won a mate. She's about medium size, not too small and not too big, and has a strong build. She has a delicate look to her, and she is on the slender side. But don't be fooled by her delicate appearance - just because she's a medicine cat doesn't mean that she can't fight. On her smooth pelt, there is a single scar on her left side, the only thing that mars her beautiful pelt. And just because she is medicine cat doesn't mean that she doesn't train. She watched her brother and sister train all the time, and although she has never wanted to be a warrior, she had trained to make sure she isn't a liability in case of an attack on the Clan. Muscles ripple under her smooth pelt, showing that she isn't some softy.
The first thing others notice about Blueberryfrost is her eyes. They are a stunning blue colour, strange because she isn't blind. Bits of gold and green colour them lightly, and she tends to get remarks about it. It makes her light gray and black fur stand out. She's a bit on the furry side, though she keeps her fur meticulously clean. She has splashes of white on her tummy and paws, and the gray gets darker as you go down her fur.
History:
Blueberrypaw’s mother, Breezepelt, was so different from her daughter that some cats didn’t know how they were related. Ever since she was a kit she had been bouncy, hyper, and cheerful. It annoyed her best friend Riverrun to death. Unlike Breezepelt, he was somber, quiet and preferred listening to speaking. Blueberrypaw inherited this trait, unlike her siblings. The whole Clan knew that Breezepelt and Riverrun were going to be mates – they were so devoted to each other, they made the relationship between Medicine Cats and StarClan look weak.
No one was happier than Breezepelt when she gave birth to her first litter one bright green-leaf day. Blueberrykit was the youngest kit, her black-furred brother Shadowkit and her grey furred sister Smokeykit. Blueberrykit was the weakest of the kits, and her mother was afraid for her life, as she didn’t move around as lively as her siblings. The Medicine Cat assured her that there was really nothing wrong with her, she was just the runt and not like her siblings.
From the get-go, she was so different than her siblings. Shadowkit fully believed he could take on the world, and firmly told every cat he knew that he was going to become Clan leader one day. Smokeykit was a bit calmer, though she wanted to be the best warrior ever. And Blueberrykit? She didn’t enjoy play fighting with her brother or sister, and hunting really didn’t sound like a lot of fun. The thought of killing someone horrified her. She hated the idea of being a warrior, and privately talked to the leader to tell that.
So it was no surprise when she was made medicine cat apprentice. From there, she trained hard. She was a quick learner and although she was quiet and could be slightly anti-social, she became an accomplished healer. Her brother ridiculed her for being “weak”, though she never told anyone about it. She didn’t think of it as her being weak – after all, she was just as important as a warrior. She trained just as hard as her brother and sister did, though she was the last one to receive her name.
Shadowfoot and Smokeyfur were out hunting one day when they came across a badger. They had only been named warriors a couple days earlier, and really didn’t stand a chance. By the time the rest of the patrol came back with reinforcements, Smokeyfur was dead and Shadowfoot was gravely injured. Blueberrypaw worked all through the night to save her brother, and didn’t sleep at all. It was only when she was sure her brother was going to survive did she finally rest. That night she received her name – Blueberryfrost.
Many moons past and she became a full medicine cat. Her brother never ridiculed her again, since it was his “weak” little sister who saved his life.
Other notes: Nope!
