Post by Snowheart on Apr 18, 2007 18:48:41 GMT -5
[shadow=gray,left,300][glow=blue,2,300]Snowheart[/glow][/shadow]
Name Snowheart
Gender
She-cat
Age
24 moons
Clan
WindClan
Rank
Deputy
Personality
Snowheart is a very complicated cat. She is a very sophisticated cat who keeps her fur clean; it is rarely seen unkempt, or so much as ruffled. She is very serious when she needs to be, and she keeps her wits about her. She is very smart and wise for her age. She can be a bit over-sarcastic at times, and she can be hard to understand at times. She is quick to defend her Clan, and will tear at an enemy. However, she also has a very motherly, gently side to her. Some say she could make a kit feel secure and fall asleep in the midst of a battle. She hates to see her Clan-mates sad, and she grieves for the losses of good warriors. She also harbors a strong hatred toward foxes because they destroyed her happy family. She feels a sense of responsibility for any deaths or misdoings or mistakes in her Clan, illustrating her loyalty. She also has a great sense of loyalty to StarClan, though her faith has run low before.
Physical Description
Snowheart has a very delicate and feminine look. However, she has a certain air about her that communicates dignity, control, and majesty.
Snowheart has a phantom, yet pure-looking pelt that is a short in length. She has a series of silver stripes that overlap her white fur. She has two streaks of silver that form a tear-shape underneath her eyes and wrap around to the back of her legs. She has various streaks on her legs and torso, as well as two streaks which almost connect right below her neck.
Her paws are small, as well as her nose. Her mouth is delicately curved on the ends. Her face is small and to most, she would appear cute. She has a long, lean tail which contrasts her small features. Her legs are medium, if not short, but quite strong. Her body is lean and curved, only somewhat muscular.
She has almond-shaped eyes that are the most expressive of blues, lighter than royal blue, but darker than sky or ice blue. There are gold flecks visible only at certain times of joy.
Her underbelly has white-gray fur and a series of markings and scars that resemble a rose, which is also present on her nose.
Past Life
As a kit
Snowheart, born Snowkit, was a favorite of the Clan. She was a modest youngster, but, being the oldest of her six other siblings made her the responsible one. She enjoyed playing in the Nursery and listening to the elder’s tails, contentedly making sure her large family was nearby and safe. Nothing could ruin those days… Her mother was loving, her father was gently, and the seven kits had the full attention of the Clan, seeing as there were no other litters born at that time. They had the good life. Food was abundant and peace reigned the lands, until the day…
As an older kit
The kits grew older and stronger. Snowkit was determined the leader of the seven. She grew closer to Flowerkit and Treekit; Tearkit and Mothkit grew closer; Sunkit and Seakit made their alliances. Everything was fine, until that battle. The kits were whisked into the Nursery as the Clan ran into a battle in their territory. Only one cat was left in camp to guard them, and he was notorious for panicking and leaving kits alone. No doubt, he did. Snowkit and her siblings were worried, and gradually, they began to leave the camp. Seakit and Tearkit darted out of camp when no one was looking. The other kits had no choice but to find them… and they did. Lying amid a pool of blood, their siblings were dead, their killer towering above them. It was a lynx that had slain the two siblings. The rest of the kits couldn't escape; the lynx was too fast. Mothkit, the valiant kit he was, leapt at the fox, Sunkit at his side. But the foe tore into them both. Treekit, the smartest of the siblings, nudged Flowerkit back toward the camp. Snowkit stood frozen in place before the large lynx. As its paw swiped down, Treekit knocked her away, forcing her into action. He led them back to camp, and, thankfully, the lynx had ended its bloodshed. The three reached home and found out that both of their parents had died in the battle. The three small kits had almost all of their family to mourn. But, they had the Clan beside them. Snowkit, however, blamed herself and became unresponsive to the world.
As an apprentice
The day came when Snowkit became Snowpaw. She was apprenticed to the deputy, and knew she would be receiving good instruction. She went on hunting patrols, border patrols, and learned to hunt and fight as best as she could. She and her mentor got along well, and became good friends. Her apprentice life was rather boring until the day before her apprentice ceremony.
Word came of a battle between another Clan and several rogues. She was chosen for the battle, and the patrol rushed to the scene. They made it in enough time to save the other Clan, and no casualties occurred. Because of her fighting that night, it was decided that she should be a warrior. She received her new name, Snowheart.
However, the shining night became one of tragedy; Flowerpaw and Treepaw both disappeared that night, leaving for any-cat-knows-where. Snowheart was struck with yet two more losses of family members.
Promotion Time
As a warrior, Snowheart did her duty as best as she could. She participated in most patrols, and eventually began to lead many of them. She became a respected warrior of the Clan and made many new friendships. All seemed to be going well. She received her own apprentice- Mosspaw, a spunky tom that was one of the best first apprentices a warrior could have. Sure, he was a bit stubborn, but he was eager to learn.
Mosspaw learned quickly, and eventually, he was ready for evaluation. But only one thing stood in his way: whitecough and greencough were spreading rapidly throughout the camp. A queen caught greencough; one of her two kits caught greencough, the other, whitecough. Mosspaw, too, caught the sour end of the deal. Both of Mosspaw's parents, too, came down with the disease. It was an agonizing process for the Clan- the queen got better, one kit died. The other kit got better, and Mosspaw's mother got worse. Mosspaw's father made a full recover, but his mate and son lay on the brink of death; a slight bump could make the difference. But Mosspaw would outlive both of his parents; his mother succumbed to the disease, as Mosspaw regained strength.
It was a devastating blow to the small Clan, but they would recover. However, one more obstacle would stand in their way- there had been rogues invading, hunting their prey, drinking their water. When the deputy and Mosspaw's father were out on patrol, the gang of rogues attacked- leaving the deputy dead and Mosspaw's father torn and bleeding. Two of the rogues had died; the rest had fled. Another patrol had gone out to find the missing cats and found the two dead rogues and the dead deputy. As they reached the camp, their eyes set sight on a gruesome body. They took him back to camp where Mosspaw could see his father one last time, but alas, would not say good-bye.
The Clan had been thrown another bad blow- their loyal and strong deputy was dead; the next cat in line- Mosspaw's father- was dead also. But another cat had been forgotten in the midst of the pain of so many. Snowheart, the young warrioress who had practically become Mosspaw's mother, was an option for Deputy.
The time came, and Mosspaw was able to see his mentor become the deputy of their beloved Clan.
Siblings
Mother: Mysticwing
Father: Emeraldeyes
Siblings: Sunkit; dead
Tearkit-Bloodrose of Shadowclan
Mothkit; dead
Seakit; dead
Flowertail; unknown
Treeclaw; unknown
Pictures www.warrenphotographic.co.uk/photography/cats/12461.jpg and www.warrenphotographic.co.uk/photography/cats/12473.jpg
Songs
Listen to Your Heart
Relationships
Friends
Flightfeather, Bloodrose
Enemies
Foxes
Acquaintances
Blackfang