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Post by m o o n]x[s t o r m on Nov 14, 2009 20:29:11 GMT -5
GENERAL
Name: Moonwing
Name Explanation: Moon is the prefix because of the way it dapples across the lands, which describes her pelt color, seeing as she has white and brown/black on her pelt. The suffix wing was given to her by her mother and mentor for her grace and inter strength.
Gender: she-cat
Age: 36 moons (3 years).
Clan: Riverclan
Rank: Medicine Cat
APPEARANCE
Body Type: Thin and Elegant
Fur: Pale Creme majority, and pointed with a dark brown.
Eyes: Sky-blue
Markings: Dark brown points
Overall: Beauty is inside and the aura you carry. However, this is just about the outer wrappings of the terrestrial being, and from what you merely see is grace and wisdom in itself. Moonwing is a seal-pointed cat, therefore she has a slim frame which is very flexible, too; one would never guess her incidental clumsiness. She has no physical negativity's which would cause negative attention to her, but she does have dark brown points on her ears, legs, tail, and on the end of her face, giving her a very distinct look. She has crystalline eyes which can turn from the caring of a kit to the icy hate of the frost in the coolest months.
PERSONALITY
Positive Traits: Grace, Wisdom, Maternal feelings, level-headedness, and thoughtfulness.
Flaws: Clumsy, prone to love interest, sometimes distant with the others, "OCD" or a perfectionist at times, and she always wants to fix others rather than herself.
Fears: Reliving the death of her kin, and letting cats die on her behalf.
Quirks: A perfectionist: she always does things to her fullest potential and therefore working with another is always hard for her because she loves to have perfection. Also, she loves the autumn season, she enjoys stepping on the leaves and catching plump prey when needed, and sees it as a period of dark rejuvenation until spring, instead of a curse.
Ideals: Honor, loyalty, inter strength, mercy (on some cases), and faith.
Overall: Now we get to how they carry themselves, Moonwing walks with not a slouch nor a dominant march, yet with a graceful, and smooth walk - sometimes accompanied by a trip and fall. By speaking to her, you see her point of view is different than most, even with the fact that she is a medicine cat. You can see she has great potential, but that can come by great downfall, too.
HISTORY
Family: [Each deceased;from grandparents to moonwing.]
Badpelt (m) x Smallheart (f) / Softclaw (m) x Rosetail (f)=
Stoneclaw (m) x Featherpool (f - medicine cat)=
Sharpthorn (m) + Moonwing (f)
History: Moonwing's life was never easy. She started out in a small loving society, her grandparents were safe in the elders den with the acception of grandmother Smallheart who died of greencough. Her mother was a medicine cat in her early years, and her father was the deputy, and as all tragic hero's happen - the two fell in love and created two young ones. Sharpthorn was her brother, who was a warrior when Moonwing was still known as Moonpaw under her mother in apprenticeship. One day, the battle of the river still raged on with Thunderclan, and both her father and her brother were out fighting - many cats were lost in the fight, but her mother and her lost the most - their lovers and kin. Featherpool couldn't take such news and quickly spiraled out of sanity, into depression, anxiety, and distance - and finally, she was found dead on Thunderpath, having committed suicide. Moonpaw was grieving but had to announce herself as offical Riverclan medicine cat, so she went to moonstone and waited until nightfall. At nightfall, she pressed her nose to the cold, hard, stone and fell into a deep trance with rapid-eye movement, as if she were asleep. She traveled back to the river, but surrounding her were the dead loved ones that she knew and loved, all of which were riverclan cats. Her mother stood and came up to her, her starry silhouette was awe striking to a mortal as she spoke: 'My dearest, I apologize for the grief I have put you through, but you have much to go through and this was merely preparation. This is for your future predictions, so that you may always be prepared.' She stepped back, and the feeling of mutiny and honor pulsed through her in a pain followed by a warmth. Then, her father stood up. 'I love you, and I always shall my dearest daughter. You have a strong heart and soul, and you shall go far. This is for the understanding and grace you always posses, and this is for the herbs which you learned to always be with you - so you may use your intelligence with others.' She held a massive headache, then the scent of herbs came to her and wiped away such pain as her brother stepped up - she was woozy from all the pain. 'Sister, I never paid much attention to you, but now is the time. This is for contacting Starclan whenever you need it most. May we always be with you.' She then, felt as if she was floating on air and then Sootstar came forth and smiled warmly to her, the first time she had seen the high leader so, at ease and not racing for the boarders. 'A kit, one of my own, I loved you much in my years, and you shall love more. This is to remind you of us and decode omens, so that we make no dire mistakes that I did in my time.' She smiled weakly and they faded in chanting her new name: Moonwing. Her heart swelled and she took off to her new life, as the new medicine cat of Riverclan.
RP SAMPLE
--/ The trek back to the Riverclan territory would be exhausting with another at her side, she felt as if the clan felt her disabled to take care of herself. It was a sweet gesture by the new leader, but not very acceptable and slightly disgraceful in the lasses eyes - however she would not spit ill words in the direction of her new king or queen. Hiking up the high upward slope toward the lightness from the mouth of the cave, a light, twinkling, twilight was still set and they should make it home sooner than expected. Crookedear, a senior warrior who always looked out for the Riverclan lass was escorting her, sitting beside the cave as if he were glued to the sod below and made of the stone of moonstone in all its glory. \--
--/ Coming from the cavern mouth, there was a small mouse at his feet as he bent to pick it up and nudged her, setting it down and asking her genuinely if she would take it. The hunger pinched at her stomach and she gratefully nodded and asked if he would like to share, but he declined and said he would eat as soon as the journey was over. Taking thoughtful bites out of her mouse, she noted the sky turning a dark shade of purple and red to the east. "Let us get going." Moonwing sighed, heaving herself from the, more and more comfortable, ground and let Crooked ear fall in step beside her as they crossed the boundaries in and out to get to the little island - the water would feel so soothing after the night spent traveling. \--
--/ As she gazed across the river, she saw a sight that caught a purr in her throat; a mentor and an apprentice going through the fishing practice, something so sweet to see. Crookedear made a small murmur of the sweetness of that bond and nudged the herbal lead across the stream. The water lapped at the small creme hairs on her canvas, soaking her and making her purr with delight at the bath, as the fish scattered beneath her wading feet. Eventually, they were across the river and the two had returned home, Riverclan had a medicine cat once more; Riverclan still had it's future intact... \--
