Post by sorrowfrost on Jul 29, 2008 13:19:48 GMT -5
n a m e ; sparrowfeather
d e f i n i t i o n ; The "true sparrows", the Old World sparrows in the family Passeridae, are small passerine birds. Generally, sparrows tend to be small, plump brown-grey birds with short tails and stubby yet powerful beaks.
a g e ; fifty moons
c l a n ; serenity clan
r a n k ; senior warrior
a p p e a r a n c e ;
One who appears to be a caramel/coal blend, with movements of grace and orbs of chocolate hazelnut that show only choosen emotion, for many can learn to hide their feelings from the world around them, even if known well by many. Besides why should anyone be predictable, so no surprise is given. Like an angel that lost her wings, fluid movements let her seemingly glide across the terrain with silent pawsteps. White having fought its way to form a circular pattern on her neck, she may not be that of a difficult appearence but she figures, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. She's content to admit she's not quite so big having a slender bod yand shorter legs. It's an easy way to stay hidden in the undergrowth, and with her army colouring she blends well into her surroundings in most seasons. But her real skills come more in battle, where she may seem ever so fragile yet tends to fight well. The downfall to this is her sensitive skin which tears easily, and bleeds heavily.
p e r s o n a l i t y ;
Wondering and thinking. There is no end, and can never be an end, to everything to puzzle over. For almost anything you can wonder about, there is no answer. And so what is the point to wondering, to thinking, to dreaming? There is none, but does that stop anyone? Not in the least. Wondering, and never knowing, is that not agonizing? Yes, but does it stop anyone, anything? No, not in the least and yet the world goes on while she sits, going by ones own perspective, everyone has an opinion and she will stick up for those she chooses to believe in, its a free world. Though much of her time is spent reviewing the past, lost deep in thought, it gives way to her gentle nature and motherly personality. Thats not to say she doesent have a sharp tongue, annoy her and just see what happens, though theres no guarntee you will end up with all limbs accounted for in the end. Thats not to say shes violent, but its not out of her nature to give anyone a good swat for ticking her off.
c r i m i n a l r e c o r d ;
Sparrowfeather's more of what you might call an immigrant, have come from another Clan, unknown to any other Clan here. Born to Lostsoul and Earthsfire she’s your regular clan-born cat. As Sparrowkit, she was a hyper one, and known for her curiosity when it came to all things living. Though her parent’s disapproved of her behaviour where as her siblings were calm, she could care less. Regardless of her family basically disowning her, it had yet to break her spirit. It’s not like she had ever been really close to them in the beginning. With such, she became Sparrowpaw and was apprenticed to Frozen petal , a newer warrior who Sparrowpaw turned to idiolize later in her apprenticeship. Despite the fact her apprenticeship was a hard one, she got through it to be named Sparrowfeather, and it wasn’t so long after that she came upon her first and only friend; Chickenscratch. The friendship kick started her spirit once more and it was then that her feelings for him were true, and not so long after did she give birth to kits of his essence. Sparkkit and Coatkit became the light of her life, and to see them apprenticed was an emotional time, yet they day they became Coalspice and Sparkprisim, it really hit close to home. Her two sons had grown, and would be beside her in battle from here forth. All would seem well, until Silhouette, the sister of Eveningstar who was the leader of OceanClan, graced all the Clans with her omnipresent danger. Though hostages were taken, it came slowly to WhisperClan where Silhouette’s deputy Revenge took her from WhisperClan. It wouldn’t be much longer until a full fledged battle was waged against all clans. It was in an attempt to save dear Sparkprisim that she nearly lost her life, but the effort she put forth was hardly enough. Though she will continue to blame herself, it was required to move on, for her clan was destroyed and nothing was left.
f a m i l y ;
chickenscratch - mate
coalspice - son
sparkprisim - deceased son
t h e p a s s w o r d ;
painting portraits of ghosts
e x a m p l e ;
Love…
That’s all it ever really came down to. The unseen force that will, in time, sink its claws into the heart and soul of every living creature. You can deny it, but true is it not? Quite an unpredictable emotion wouldn’t you say? Far from something you can force, as love is a fragile thing my dear. Much like trust, forged over time but so easily broken. Its amazing how one moment your love and devotion can be for your one and only, then one wrong move and its shattered. The action of one, could so easily be the downfall of another. Whether we like it or not, we depend on others far more then you might ever imagine. Its all up to you, and to be honest with ones self, is to admit that we would be nothing without those that have touched our lives. Every move they make shapes us to who we are, without the deceit of one you may never learn to be conscious of whom you choose to trust. Without the loyalty of one you may never learn to discover ones true self, and to break free of the shackles that bind you from all that you thought impossible. But it is they who commit the greatest crime, treachery or act of kindness that make the biggest statement. They are the ones who will have the long lasting effect on your life, the ones who had an impact so great that what they did was a domino effect, and would continue to carry on throughout your life.
When you truly love someone, are they not the air you breathe? The light of your life, and the reason for your existence? Or has the false image of love really spread that far? Should your true love not be your sun, your moon, and your stars? The very reason you awake each morning, ready to face whatever the world has to throw at you today? Will they not be standing right there beside you, ready to take on the world together? Don’t they say that love can overcome any obstacle? Maybe you haven’t got the winning hand for now, but there’s always the next round, and who knows, maybe your going to hit the jackpot. Of course things would go from bad to worse when you thought it couldn’t get any worse then that and yet they still do. Don’t slow down when your scared, if your lucky you might just escape the devils chasing after you, just keep on going. You can be down that deep black abyss and felt the power of a million demons as they reached out to grab your soul. You can fall for the trap laid out for you. The good news is, out there somewhere is an angel waiting to help you get back up on your feet, you just have to find them, and when you do the liberation will no doubt be a relief. Because isn’t that exactly what we always fight for? Our freedom?
What would we be without our freedom though? Captivated by the shackles of sorrow and despair? Yet when so many still live their life that way, is it fair to say we have all achieved true freedom? Indeed, we have. Every right to express ourselves as we please is right at our fingertips if we just reach that little bit farther to achieve it. There is none, who can truly control what we do. But oh of course we have all given into the higher ups who tell us what is wrong from right. In the end, its always ones self who has the true control. The mind is a wonderful place, controlled by only one source, and a private sanctuary away from the prying eyes of the public. A place where none and enter, and few get a glimpse of. Have we ever really been true to our self? Or do we just keep following the trend that is set by god knows who? It would seem that way now wouldn’t it? Oh but we cant forget those few rebels, still fighting to be themselves and yet condemned for it, shunned and outcast because they dare to be different than the rest, because they refuse to give in and become some Barbie doll type clone. They are the ones that stand out, like a black sheep among thousands of white sheep. Its just that noticeable at this point in time, we truly have become fake. We have all given in to the shallow trend-setters that are prided so much on their ‘accomplishments’.
It seems rather stupid though doesn’t it? We give in to everyone else, and with our fears of rejection never dare to be different or step outside the comfort zone. But what if we did? There’s a high possibility that originality and quality may finally shine through the same old, same old that we see daily. It would be nice to see some change as opposed to the little mini-me’s that currently run around this Earth. Don’t fear change, it can bring both good and bad but so long as you stay positive it will all work out. Dream to differ, and choose to change. Put a harness on your individuality, its what makes you who you are. I for one, refuse to give into this flood of clones that have attacked the Earth. No, I will be a rebel and dance to my own beat. Sue me for being different if you wish, but at least I would go down knowing I wasn’t just another mindless freak. I wouldn’t settle for just anyone, no I had set my sights higher. I will find someone, who can meet those standards because I dare to chase my dreams. So I may not be the fairest of them all, I can do better than a love based on shallow priorities. I know for I fact that I can do far better than such things. Call me self centered for saying it, but I merely see it as self confidence.
There were few sights in this world that could even compare to the beauty of this. A genuine blend of sunset and clouds sprawling itself across the slowly darkening sky. I was captivated by the sky, bewitching my mind into a false sense of security. It was so easy to feel at peace here, what reason would I ever have to leave? The view from this measly cliff was breath-taking. Every glance made me catch my breath once more. I guess you could say I admired the fine things in life, all the things that could only be experienced not heard of. I wanted so much more than what fate seemed to have in store for me. I dreamed to find that one true love, and to live out my life the only way I knew how; my way. I suppose I had fallen for that tourist type trap that was always set out. Promises of beauty, love and new experiences. Its easy to see I’m someone who craves any learning experience she can acquire. I want more than this world has to offer, but I’ll take what I can get. I don’t want to be some mans little piece of property, use only during breeding season. That’s simply not the life I have in mind for myself. I know I have far more to offer than such things. I will find him, whoever he is.
A fairytale ending might be too much to ask, but its what I had dreamed of for as long as I could remember. My fairytale isn’t quite your average fantasy, there was no prince charming to sweep me off my feet. Don’t get me wrong, I do seek out someone who will love me for who I am, but there’s so much more to life than that. I will find my knight in shining armor some day, but I wont waste my life away trying to seek him out. I plan to leave it all up to fate and destiny. In the meantime I will live my life as it comes, I would do as I please and enjoy myself while I’m at it. What’s life without a little risk and excitement? And I could hardly call this exciting.
Storm...what do you think, head off on our own?
d e f i n i t i o n ; The "true sparrows", the Old World sparrows in the family Passeridae, are small passerine birds. Generally, sparrows tend to be small, plump brown-grey birds with short tails and stubby yet powerful beaks.
a g e ; fifty moons
c l a n ; serenity clan
r a n k ; senior warrior
a p p e a r a n c e ;
One who appears to be a caramel/coal blend, with movements of grace and orbs of chocolate hazelnut that show only choosen emotion, for many can learn to hide their feelings from the world around them, even if known well by many. Besides why should anyone be predictable, so no surprise is given. Like an angel that lost her wings, fluid movements let her seemingly glide across the terrain with silent pawsteps. White having fought its way to form a circular pattern on her neck, she may not be that of a difficult appearence but she figures, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. She's content to admit she's not quite so big having a slender bod yand shorter legs. It's an easy way to stay hidden in the undergrowth, and with her army colouring she blends well into her surroundings in most seasons. But her real skills come more in battle, where she may seem ever so fragile yet tends to fight well. The downfall to this is her sensitive skin which tears easily, and bleeds heavily.
p e r s o n a l i t y ;
Wondering and thinking. There is no end, and can never be an end, to everything to puzzle over. For almost anything you can wonder about, there is no answer. And so what is the point to wondering, to thinking, to dreaming? There is none, but does that stop anyone? Not in the least. Wondering, and never knowing, is that not agonizing? Yes, but does it stop anyone, anything? No, not in the least and yet the world goes on while she sits, going by ones own perspective, everyone has an opinion and she will stick up for those she chooses to believe in, its a free world. Though much of her time is spent reviewing the past, lost deep in thought, it gives way to her gentle nature and motherly personality. Thats not to say she doesent have a sharp tongue, annoy her and just see what happens, though theres no guarntee you will end up with all limbs accounted for in the end. Thats not to say shes violent, but its not out of her nature to give anyone a good swat for ticking her off.
c r i m i n a l r e c o r d ;
Sparrowfeather's more of what you might call an immigrant, have come from another Clan, unknown to any other Clan here. Born to Lostsoul and Earthsfire she’s your regular clan-born cat. As Sparrowkit, she was a hyper one, and known for her curiosity when it came to all things living. Though her parent’s disapproved of her behaviour where as her siblings were calm, she could care less. Regardless of her family basically disowning her, it had yet to break her spirit. It’s not like she had ever been really close to them in the beginning. With such, she became Sparrowpaw and was apprenticed to Frozen petal , a newer warrior who Sparrowpaw turned to idiolize later in her apprenticeship. Despite the fact her apprenticeship was a hard one, she got through it to be named Sparrowfeather, and it wasn’t so long after that she came upon her first and only friend; Chickenscratch. The friendship kick started her spirit once more and it was then that her feelings for him were true, and not so long after did she give birth to kits of his essence. Sparkkit and Coatkit became the light of her life, and to see them apprenticed was an emotional time, yet they day they became Coalspice and Sparkprisim, it really hit close to home. Her two sons had grown, and would be beside her in battle from here forth. All would seem well, until Silhouette, the sister of Eveningstar who was the leader of OceanClan, graced all the Clans with her omnipresent danger. Though hostages were taken, it came slowly to WhisperClan where Silhouette’s deputy Revenge took her from WhisperClan. It wouldn’t be much longer until a full fledged battle was waged against all clans. It was in an attempt to save dear Sparkprisim that she nearly lost her life, but the effort she put forth was hardly enough. Though she will continue to blame herself, it was required to move on, for her clan was destroyed and nothing was left.
f a m i l y ;
chickenscratch - mate
coalspice - son
sparkprisim - deceased son
t h e p a s s w o r d ;
painting portraits of ghosts
e x a m p l e ;
Love…
That’s all it ever really came down to. The unseen force that will, in time, sink its claws into the heart and soul of every living creature. You can deny it, but true is it not? Quite an unpredictable emotion wouldn’t you say? Far from something you can force, as love is a fragile thing my dear. Much like trust, forged over time but so easily broken. Its amazing how one moment your love and devotion can be for your one and only, then one wrong move and its shattered. The action of one, could so easily be the downfall of another. Whether we like it or not, we depend on others far more then you might ever imagine. Its all up to you, and to be honest with ones self, is to admit that we would be nothing without those that have touched our lives. Every move they make shapes us to who we are, without the deceit of one you may never learn to be conscious of whom you choose to trust. Without the loyalty of one you may never learn to discover ones true self, and to break free of the shackles that bind you from all that you thought impossible. But it is they who commit the greatest crime, treachery or act of kindness that make the biggest statement. They are the ones who will have the long lasting effect on your life, the ones who had an impact so great that what they did was a domino effect, and would continue to carry on throughout your life.
When you truly love someone, are they not the air you breathe? The light of your life, and the reason for your existence? Or has the false image of love really spread that far? Should your true love not be your sun, your moon, and your stars? The very reason you awake each morning, ready to face whatever the world has to throw at you today? Will they not be standing right there beside you, ready to take on the world together? Don’t they say that love can overcome any obstacle? Maybe you haven’t got the winning hand for now, but there’s always the next round, and who knows, maybe your going to hit the jackpot. Of course things would go from bad to worse when you thought it couldn’t get any worse then that and yet they still do. Don’t slow down when your scared, if your lucky you might just escape the devils chasing after you, just keep on going. You can be down that deep black abyss and felt the power of a million demons as they reached out to grab your soul. You can fall for the trap laid out for you. The good news is, out there somewhere is an angel waiting to help you get back up on your feet, you just have to find them, and when you do the liberation will no doubt be a relief. Because isn’t that exactly what we always fight for? Our freedom?
What would we be without our freedom though? Captivated by the shackles of sorrow and despair? Yet when so many still live their life that way, is it fair to say we have all achieved true freedom? Indeed, we have. Every right to express ourselves as we please is right at our fingertips if we just reach that little bit farther to achieve it. There is none, who can truly control what we do. But oh of course we have all given into the higher ups who tell us what is wrong from right. In the end, its always ones self who has the true control. The mind is a wonderful place, controlled by only one source, and a private sanctuary away from the prying eyes of the public. A place where none and enter, and few get a glimpse of. Have we ever really been true to our self? Or do we just keep following the trend that is set by god knows who? It would seem that way now wouldn’t it? Oh but we cant forget those few rebels, still fighting to be themselves and yet condemned for it, shunned and outcast because they dare to be different than the rest, because they refuse to give in and become some Barbie doll type clone. They are the ones that stand out, like a black sheep among thousands of white sheep. Its just that noticeable at this point in time, we truly have become fake. We have all given in to the shallow trend-setters that are prided so much on their ‘accomplishments’.
It seems rather stupid though doesn’t it? We give in to everyone else, and with our fears of rejection never dare to be different or step outside the comfort zone. But what if we did? There’s a high possibility that originality and quality may finally shine through the same old, same old that we see daily. It would be nice to see some change as opposed to the little mini-me’s that currently run around this Earth. Don’t fear change, it can bring both good and bad but so long as you stay positive it will all work out. Dream to differ, and choose to change. Put a harness on your individuality, its what makes you who you are. I for one, refuse to give into this flood of clones that have attacked the Earth. No, I will be a rebel and dance to my own beat. Sue me for being different if you wish, but at least I would go down knowing I wasn’t just another mindless freak. I wouldn’t settle for just anyone, no I had set my sights higher. I will find someone, who can meet those standards because I dare to chase my dreams. So I may not be the fairest of them all, I can do better than a love based on shallow priorities. I know for I fact that I can do far better than such things. Call me self centered for saying it, but I merely see it as self confidence.
There were few sights in this world that could even compare to the beauty of this. A genuine blend of sunset and clouds sprawling itself across the slowly darkening sky. I was captivated by the sky, bewitching my mind into a false sense of security. It was so easy to feel at peace here, what reason would I ever have to leave? The view from this measly cliff was breath-taking. Every glance made me catch my breath once more. I guess you could say I admired the fine things in life, all the things that could only be experienced not heard of. I wanted so much more than what fate seemed to have in store for me. I dreamed to find that one true love, and to live out my life the only way I knew how; my way. I suppose I had fallen for that tourist type trap that was always set out. Promises of beauty, love and new experiences. Its easy to see I’m someone who craves any learning experience she can acquire. I want more than this world has to offer, but I’ll take what I can get. I don’t want to be some mans little piece of property, use only during breeding season. That’s simply not the life I have in mind for myself. I know I have far more to offer than such things. I will find him, whoever he is.
A fairytale ending might be too much to ask, but its what I had dreamed of for as long as I could remember. My fairytale isn’t quite your average fantasy, there was no prince charming to sweep me off my feet. Don’t get me wrong, I do seek out someone who will love me for who I am, but there’s so much more to life than that. I will find my knight in shining armor some day, but I wont waste my life away trying to seek him out. I plan to leave it all up to fate and destiny. In the meantime I will live my life as it comes, I would do as I please and enjoy myself while I’m at it. What’s life without a little risk and excitement? And I could hardly call this exciting.
Storm...what do you think, head off on our own?
SPARROWFEATHER ;;
