Post by reflect on Jan 3, 2007 19:47:35 GMT -5
Name: Reflectstar
Age: 27 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: SerenityClan
Position:Leader
Personality: Reflectstar is a wonderfully caring cat. She enjoys making others happy, especially when the great gray beast, wars, has eaten them alive. ((<-- Metaphor..)) Battle would not be her first choice, she would rather talk things out than battle for it. To her it's just useless - wasting your time and energy (maybe even life) on a stupid arguement. Although if the time is right she will set her mind to it. This tortoise shell she-cat never gets apprehensive, and has no problem standing up infront of all the Clans at gatherings. When she gets slightly embarassed she realized long ago the best thing to do is laugh at yourself. She has a negative side as well. She can be emotional at times, and feel sorrow arise in her chest, and other times she's ignorant. Some cats describe her as short tempered, and others sensitive. Most of the time it is some how a mixture of both...
Description: This is a beautiful, slender tortoise-shell she-cat. It is mostly light brown with a few splotches of black. Her tail and her paws are a creamy white. Her nose is black and her whiskers clash wit them for they are the same creamy color as her paws. Reflectstar's eyes are a deep blue around the outside. As you get closer to the pupils, it gradually fades into a wonderous aquamarine, the crystal color of the ocean. When you gaze into their beauty you can actually feel the pull and push motion of the waves, back and forth...
History: This former kittypet lived not too far away from the Clans. She was not Clan-born, although succeeded into the high rank of a Clan leader.
K.i.t.t.y.p.e.t. LIFE
A slender tortoise-shell she-cat slipped out of the crack of the door. She blinked repeatedly as the light streamed down. As her eyes adjusted to the light, her optics flicked around the unfamiliar clearing. From inside the up-walker home it had looked quite different. The dark green grass swaying with the wind. The blue sky filled with white puffy clouds. She hopped up onto the fence and carefully studied her surroundings. She heard her up-walker call her name, but she was reluctant. She leaped down swiftly from the fence on the opposite side. She pelted a few yards into the depths of the shadows, into the trees. In a nearby bush, she caught a glimpse of two yellow moons glaring at her. A black cat leaped out of the bushes, claws unsheathed. Instinctively she ducked, avoiding the small cat's outstretched forepaws. He leaped at her again and this time she was caught off gaurd. She struggled beneath the tom, who was about her size. She kicked repeatedly at his belly until he fell off of her. She sat up, panting, unaware more cats had arrived. As they surrounded her, they explained to her the meaning of the Clan territories, and had suggested she joined because of her skill, courage and determination. She pondered the question thoughtfully, and finally came up with a decision -- yes. She couldn't take it anymore. The stuffy air inside the house, the up-walkers feeding her the horrid food, and plenty other reasons as well.
A.p.p.r.e.n.t.i.c.e. LIFE
When the young she-cat had joined the Clan, at first no cats had accepted her. She repeatedly told everyone who bothered her that you can't judge a cat by her birth, although they didn't believe her. As she struggled to make it through to become a warrior, it was a hard path, but StarClan had lead it out for her. There were a couple of forks in the road, making it harder to choose her destiny properly. But when she became a warrior, Reflectpool, she realized she was to try her best to defend the Clan. By then, mostly everyone had accepted her into the Clan, mostly out of persuasion of her best friend, Emeraldtears.
W.a.r.r.i.o.r. LIFE
As a warrior, she had experienced a few battles. She had fought well, and most of all she was determined to win. She would never give up, no matter if she was double teamed, or maybe even triple teamed. Many cats admired her strength, and some opposite Clan-members did as well. She was proud to be apart of this Clan, and hoped to be leader some day. When the former deputy died from a horrible illness, she was unexpectedly appointed deputy.
D.e.p.u.t.y. LIFE
When this beautiful tortoise-shell had become deputy, more than several cats went back to the old ways. They didn't like her, and despised her because of her birth place. They believed that she wasn't the right cat to be a second-hand, and that was clearly out of jealousy. One cat attempted to attack and kill her, although you can guess who had won the fight. A few days after the bewildering fight between two Clan-members, the leader had lost her last life.
L.e.a.d.e.r. LIFE
A slick cat emerged from the depths of the shadows. Every fluent pawstep reminded her that many cats had walked upon this earth many moons before she had. Her eyes glinted in the faint light of the moon. The reflection of the moon in her aquamarine eyes faded away as she stepped into the darkness of a cave. She sat down and neatly tucked her paws under her chest, tail wrapped around her side. She rested her nose gently in the water, and watched each ripple as they outstretched. Darkness overcame her vision as she soon fell into a deep sleep, her journey successful to receive her nine lives.
The leader life, deputy life and stuff was Raven's idea, but I changed it a little.
Example: Reflectstar awoke in her den as bright light poured in through the entrence. She blinked her eyes as the gradually adapted to the sudden light. As she slowly padded out of her den, blinking the sleep from her eyes, her aquamaurine gaze flickered around the clearing. Not many cats were awake yet as she carefully studied EarthClan camp. She approached the pile of fresh kill, searching through each piece. She had a small craving for a thrush, but could do with a magpie. She dug her claws into the moist earth as she squeezed her eyes shut, still a little tired. She leaned over and pulled out a magpie and brought it to the front of her den.
Reflectstar layed down, bringing her tail around to her side. She leaned in for the first bite. She wasn't too fond of magpie, but once you get through most of the feathers it starts to become more appetizing. As the warm, scrumptious taste of the bird meat flooded through her mouth, she was slightly reluctant to swallow. There was more to come.
After Reflectstar had finished her magpie, she carried the remains to the outer edge of the large clearing. She dug her claws deep into the earth as she buried the eaten magpie. She padded to the middle of the clearing, wondering what to do next. The pile of fresh kill was higher than needed, so there wasn't any need for a hunting patrol. She swiftly trotted back to her den and sat at the entrance. She neatly tucked her paws underneath her chest and gazed up at the sky. It was quite clear today, like an endless sea with a golden ball in the middle, shining brightly for the whole forest. Her eyes began to feel heavy, blinking to try to keep them open. Darkness overcame her vision as she gradually fell back to sleep.
As she awoke to the light of sun-high, she stretched tensing every muscle. She rose to her feet, shaking her body free from any leaves or twigs. Reflectstar slowly padded out of her den as she shook each paw as if they were lifeless. The pile of fresh kill has gone down since she last woke up, so she decided hunting wouldn't hurt.
She carefully crept through the ivy that carefully secures EarthClan camp. As she emerged, her paws began to take her to a place only StarClan knows. As she trotted deeper into the woods, it seemed as though the moon has already come out. The faint silver-blue light coming off from the moon reflected on this cat's dark gray fur, making it appear as silver. There was the shape of a moon in her eyes, the aqua color now seeming like a dark silver.
As a seemingly silver cat with a blue tint stumbled out of the bushes, her navy gaze flickered around the clearing. Four trees, she thought to herself. She slowly padded over to the EarthClan tree and bent down, her small figure barely noticable. A small puddle was placed at the base of the tree. Her first lap of water sent ripples throughout the pond. She watched as the ripples gently began to fade away. She rested her gaze on the reflection of the pond, but all she saw was indigo. There were no shining lights to resemble the stars. She got a glimpse of the sky above her and saw tons of stars. But when she gazed at the water, it was a pond full of indigo, with no stars that resmeble there ancestors.
Reflectstar slowly backed away from the pond. Were they trying to tell her they had abandoned the forest? No, they couldn't. Afterall, they were their warrior ancestors, so where would they go to? Her father and mother had joined to hunt with them not so long ago. Why would they abandon her? She had no doubts about StarClan, for some cats insist she has the strongest faith in the forest. A slight wind ruffled her fur, but she enjoyed it. She closed her eyes, concentrating on the cool wind that wouldn't seem to go away. When she opened her eyes, she was no longer at Four Trees. Where was she? She didn't recognize it at first, but as her eyes adjusted to the light, she realized she was in EarthClan camp.
What had the dream meant? Was it because she ate something bad? She had eaten a magpie before she fell asleep, but it didn't taste wrong to her. If there were no stars in the puddle but in the sky, were they trying to tell them to try and follow their warrior ancestors? If they had left and the Clans didn't follow, how would they survive? They haven't an idea where their ancestors are headed to, but is that even what her dream had meant? Maybe it didn't quite mean they had abandoned them, but the opposite...
Relationships/Kin: She had a mate before she was made deputy, but he died in battle saving her from a large muscular tom. Her mother and father have also left to join StarClan, and as for her brother he's still alive and happy! ^-^ [make him later]
Codewords: Poison Tears Crash Down
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