Post by Jungleheart on Jun 29, 2012 15:34:23 GMT -5
Willowfrost
Age: 12 moons
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Medicine Cat
Clan: BlizzardClan
Appearance:
Willowfrost is a small, light grey she-cat with the customary thick fur. She has a twisted hindleg from falling into the training hollow when she first became an apprentice. Her tail is a long and fluffy and she swings it around as she walks. Her paws are small and make no sound on the thick snow. She has black markings around amber eyes, making them pop out shockingly. She usually always has a smile
Personality:
Willowfrost almost always has a smile and she laughs alot. She is very understanding and willing to do anything. She speaks in a soft, bell-like voice that seems to echo from her chest. She often tries to hide her inner pain at the ways of the clans. She can't stand all the blood and fighting. She would ask her leader if she could take up a mate, but she is afraid that there will never be a decent tom again.
History:
Willowkit was a quiet she-cat, ready to be an apprentice. She couldn't wait for the day when the leader would give her her warrior name and all the clan would shout: "Willowflame! Willowflame!" She had been hoping that would be her name. Soon after she was Willowpaw, her mentor- and father-, Frozenpelt, was taking her out to the training hollow. She ran at full speed, excitement in her little eyes. She ran to quickly, slipped and tumbled into the hollow, permanantly damaging her leg. No matter what Sparktail did, he couldn't repair it. So, he accepted her as his apprentice. She worked grudgingly, until she realized she was meant for the job. Sparktail grew old and made her a full medicine cat. She still held onto the hope that she was going to be Willowflame, but she felt dissapointed to be the exact opposite. Willowfrost. How horrible it was for her. She still wishes that she had gotten that warm, light bringing name, but no one can reverse the clock.
Age: 12 moons
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Medicine Cat
Clan: BlizzardClan
Appearance:
Willowfrost is a small, light grey she-cat with the customary thick fur. She has a twisted hindleg from falling into the training hollow when she first became an apprentice. Her tail is a long and fluffy and she swings it around as she walks. Her paws are small and make no sound on the thick snow. She has black markings around amber eyes, making them pop out shockingly. She usually always has a smile
Personality:
Willowfrost almost always has a smile and she laughs alot. She is very understanding and willing to do anything. She speaks in a soft, bell-like voice that seems to echo from her chest. She often tries to hide her inner pain at the ways of the clans. She can't stand all the blood and fighting. She would ask her leader if she could take up a mate, but she is afraid that there will never be a decent tom again.
History:
Willowkit was a quiet she-cat, ready to be an apprentice. She couldn't wait for the day when the leader would give her her warrior name and all the clan would shout: "Willowflame! Willowflame!" She had been hoping that would be her name. Soon after she was Willowpaw, her mentor- and father-, Frozenpelt, was taking her out to the training hollow. She ran at full speed, excitement in her little eyes. She ran to quickly, slipped and tumbled into the hollow, permanantly damaging her leg. No matter what Sparktail did, he couldn't repair it. So, he accepted her as his apprentice. She worked grudgingly, until she realized she was meant for the job. Sparktail grew old and made her a full medicine cat. She still held onto the hope that she was going to be Willowflame, but she felt dissapointed to be the exact opposite. Willowfrost. How horrible it was for her. She still wishes that she had gotten that warm, light bringing name, but no one can reverse the clock.
