Post by Raven on Jun 29, 2012 14:02:54 GMT -5
[Ravenstar]
Age: 32 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Leader
Clan: Stoneclan
Appearance:
Ravenstar is a small and fragile looking she-cat with a sleek black pelt. On a daily basis she’ll spend countless hours cleaning her pelt of any sort of rubbish. Though there are times in which Ravenstar will feel sluggish and try to get through her daily grooming as quick as possible so her pelt can get rather scruffy. Although her pelt isn't flawless like it was when she was a kit or apprentice her pelt has a few minor scars like any warrior with battle time would. Upon her dark appearance are gentle blue eyes that help her sweet talk her way out of trouble when she must. Although Ravenstar didn’t know her parents she is almost certain that one of them had stunning blue eyes like herself. Underneath the she-cats dark pelt is a simple set of muscles that aren’t particularly strong but then again they aren’t completely useless. Through out her kit hood Ravenstar was a rambunctious cat who loved to sneak around in the shadows or while her den mates where away because she had the chance to be herself, thus she formed a sturdy muscle system. Another thing that could set the young she-cat apart from some of her den mates is the extra set of claws as well as a light frame that gives her a great advantage with speed on land and in the water.
Personality:
Ravenstar is a rather timid cat for a warrior but that doesn't stop her from speaking her mind when she feels threatened about certain situations caused by her clan mates or rival clans. While she was younger Ravenstar was such a shy cat that she hardly talked to anyone unless they spoke to her first, even then though she would only say simple sentences. Luckily this phase started to break when she was a young warrior when she started falling head over hills for one of her den mates. Sadly that relationship didn’t work out that well and she slowly seemed to fade away from the clan. She’s a hard worker and will spend countless hours hunting or patrolling just to help keep the momentum in the clan going. Sometimes though Ravenstar has been known to go out for long walks at night and nobody is quite sure why, most of the time it’s just so she can think. From time to time she'll jump through puddles and piles of leaves just trying to lighten her own mood.
History:
Ravenkit: Born just within Stormclan’s boarder, her parents where gone and she was barely alive. She was taken back to the camp and was thrown into the life some unlucky queen. Once Ravenpaw was old enough to open her eyes and stumble about she knew that she was a “burden” to her foster mother. So therefore when she was old enough to eat solid foods she slowly weaned herself away from her foster littermates. She never really showed herself to any of the nursery kits and would watch them when they played. Some of the older kits that had watched her almost lifeless body carried in and handed down to someone, knew that she wasn’t officially a “pure blood Stormclan cat” she they would glare while whispering rumors. Ravenkit, at the time, was rather aware of her differences and stayed away. Why hang out with those who don’t like you? At the age of four moons she would wander around camp by herself, though still made sure to stay near the watchful eyes of warriors and queens. After building up the courage Ravenkit would scamper quietly out of the nursery into the camp at night to explore. For two months she wandered about late at night and then sleep all day.
Ravenpaw: As an apprentice she was still timid but a hard worker. Her late night walks for fun slowly became rare and only when she really need to be alone to think. She trained for six moons under the watchful, stern but also caring amber eyes of Badgerscar. The senior warrior pushed her to her max and would get rather agitated when she quit. He told her that quieter's never got any where in life and that she would more than likely die in her first battle. Fear had been struck in her heart but yet a sense of determination to prove him wrong. At ten moons Ravenpaw entered her first battle against Wolfclan over stolen prey which turned out to be a loner sneaking around taking from every clan. That day though she had gone against a warrior that was tree times her size and despite the age disadvantage she came out with a few minor cuts. She returned to camp with her head held high for once because for once she had proved someone wrong.
Ravenflight: It was a cold day when Ravenpaw became Ravenflight, the clan was hungry and prey had become nonexistent. She sat up all night on an empty stomach so a nursing queen could eat. Never before had see seen so many cats hungry but she continues through out her daily task and even into the night. She spent most of her time hunting and started to distance herself from her clan and even her apprentice Mistpaw at the time. Though on a late night hunt when she was eighteen moons she found herself tripping over her paws with each step she took and foolishly curled up at the base of a tree. When she awoke the moon was high, an owl flew across the night sky and a stunning white tom was watching over her. She was startled at first but recognized Nightclaw a fellow den mate. They did the same thing every night but yet never crossed paths. He was a couple moons older than herself but quickly they became friends and she had a hard time staying silent. A few days after her apprentice Mistpaw became Misteyes, Nightclaw fell ill with greencough which eventually turned to blackcough and she lost him. Ravenflight had lost her best friend and someone she cared about. She slowly tumbled down hill until she was assigned to train Duskpaw, a gentle hearted she-cat that only wanted the best for the clan.Three moons into their companionship Ravenflight became deputy after Skyclaw had been struck down by a fox. A dramatic change occurred that day and Ravenflight had to step out of her comfort zone to command cats. Soon Ravenflight was traveling side by side with Oakstar and the rest of the clans to their new home. Many cats died from many different causes and Oakstar was hanging on by his last life but soon died because of old age. Ravenflight unofficially became Ravenstar because the clans still had no source of talking to Starclan to receive lives.
Ravenstar: About a moon and a half after becoming the unofficial but official leader of Stoneclan, Ravenstar was escorted down to recieve her nine lives. Since then Ravenstar has been working to protect her clan.
Age: 32 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Leader
Clan: Stoneclan
Appearance:
Ravenstar is a small and fragile looking she-cat with a sleek black pelt. On a daily basis she’ll spend countless hours cleaning her pelt of any sort of rubbish. Though there are times in which Ravenstar will feel sluggish and try to get through her daily grooming as quick as possible so her pelt can get rather scruffy. Although her pelt isn't flawless like it was when she was a kit or apprentice her pelt has a few minor scars like any warrior with battle time would. Upon her dark appearance are gentle blue eyes that help her sweet talk her way out of trouble when she must. Although Ravenstar didn’t know her parents she is almost certain that one of them had stunning blue eyes like herself. Underneath the she-cats dark pelt is a simple set of muscles that aren’t particularly strong but then again they aren’t completely useless. Through out her kit hood Ravenstar was a rambunctious cat who loved to sneak around in the shadows or while her den mates where away because she had the chance to be herself, thus she formed a sturdy muscle system. Another thing that could set the young she-cat apart from some of her den mates is the extra set of claws as well as a light frame that gives her a great advantage with speed on land and in the water.
Personality:
Ravenstar is a rather timid cat for a warrior but that doesn't stop her from speaking her mind when she feels threatened about certain situations caused by her clan mates or rival clans. While she was younger Ravenstar was such a shy cat that she hardly talked to anyone unless they spoke to her first, even then though she would only say simple sentences. Luckily this phase started to break when she was a young warrior when she started falling head over hills for one of her den mates. Sadly that relationship didn’t work out that well and she slowly seemed to fade away from the clan. She’s a hard worker and will spend countless hours hunting or patrolling just to help keep the momentum in the clan going. Sometimes though Ravenstar has been known to go out for long walks at night and nobody is quite sure why, most of the time it’s just so she can think. From time to time she'll jump through puddles and piles of leaves just trying to lighten her own mood.
History:
Ravenkit: Born just within Stormclan’s boarder, her parents where gone and she was barely alive. She was taken back to the camp and was thrown into the life some unlucky queen. Once Ravenpaw was old enough to open her eyes and stumble about she knew that she was a “burden” to her foster mother. So therefore when she was old enough to eat solid foods she slowly weaned herself away from her foster littermates. She never really showed herself to any of the nursery kits and would watch them when they played. Some of the older kits that had watched her almost lifeless body carried in and handed down to someone, knew that she wasn’t officially a “pure blood Stormclan cat” she they would glare while whispering rumors. Ravenkit, at the time, was rather aware of her differences and stayed away. Why hang out with those who don’t like you? At the age of four moons she would wander around camp by herself, though still made sure to stay near the watchful eyes of warriors and queens. After building up the courage Ravenkit would scamper quietly out of the nursery into the camp at night to explore. For two months she wandered about late at night and then sleep all day.
Ravenpaw: As an apprentice she was still timid but a hard worker. Her late night walks for fun slowly became rare and only when she really need to be alone to think. She trained for six moons under the watchful, stern but also caring amber eyes of Badgerscar. The senior warrior pushed her to her max and would get rather agitated when she quit. He told her that quieter's never got any where in life and that she would more than likely die in her first battle. Fear had been struck in her heart but yet a sense of determination to prove him wrong. At ten moons Ravenpaw entered her first battle against Wolfclan over stolen prey which turned out to be a loner sneaking around taking from every clan. That day though she had gone against a warrior that was tree times her size and despite the age disadvantage she came out with a few minor cuts. She returned to camp with her head held high for once because for once she had proved someone wrong.
Ravenflight: It was a cold day when Ravenpaw became Ravenflight, the clan was hungry and prey had become nonexistent. She sat up all night on an empty stomach so a nursing queen could eat. Never before had see seen so many cats hungry but she continues through out her daily task and even into the night. She spent most of her time hunting and started to distance herself from her clan and even her apprentice Mistpaw at the time. Though on a late night hunt when she was eighteen moons she found herself tripping over her paws with each step she took and foolishly curled up at the base of a tree. When she awoke the moon was high, an owl flew across the night sky and a stunning white tom was watching over her. She was startled at first but recognized Nightclaw a fellow den mate. They did the same thing every night but yet never crossed paths. He was a couple moons older than herself but quickly they became friends and she had a hard time staying silent. A few days after her apprentice Mistpaw became Misteyes, Nightclaw fell ill with greencough which eventually turned to blackcough and she lost him. Ravenflight had lost her best friend and someone she cared about. She slowly tumbled down hill until she was assigned to train Duskpaw, a gentle hearted she-cat that only wanted the best for the clan.Three moons into their companionship Ravenflight became deputy after Skyclaw had been struck down by a fox. A dramatic change occurred that day and Ravenflight had to step out of her comfort zone to command cats. Soon Ravenflight was traveling side by side with Oakstar and the rest of the clans to their new home. Many cats died from many different causes and Oakstar was hanging on by his last life but soon died because of old age. Ravenflight unofficially became Ravenstar because the clans still had no source of talking to Starclan to receive lives.
Ravenstar: About a moon and a half after becoming the unofficial but official leader of Stoneclan, Ravenstar was escorted down to recieve her nine lives. Since then Ravenstar has been working to protect her clan.