Post by »ƒ.l.ä.m.ε.ÿ.« on Jul 27, 2008 5:24:41 GMT -5
Name;;
Fablefeather
Gender;;
She-Cat
Clan;;
BrookClan
Rank;;
Warrior
Love Life;;
None at the current moment
Apperance;;
.::Picture::.
Fablefeather summed up, is a beautiful, small framed ginger-and-white she-cat with soft brown eyes. Her fur is short yet mildly thick to keep in her bodyheat during the cold times of leaf-bare, the white as pale as snow and the ginger patches just filling in the blanks on her body, her ears and tail taking on this colour as well as a patch behind her left shoulder. Her eyes are a soft brown that give the calming feeling that most cats seem to get when around her, they dont show much feeling, but you will know when she is sad because of her eyes, even though she will do her best to cover it up.
Although her build is relatively small, her body is of normal portions, her tail is an exception, being slightly longer then you would expect for a small sized cat like she is but nothing really noticeable. Dont ever think she is a lesser cat because of her size, yes, she probably would be better as a mother raising kits but something she is capable is fighting, being rather witted and skilled when it comes to fighting more then anything else, and her small body allows her to manouvre more quickly then others, allows her to do things many other cats couldnt. But even still, if something was to happen in battle to her, to make her unable to move quickly, only StarClan could guide her to safety.
Personality;;
Fablefeather is probably one of the most kindest and caring cats that you will ever meet in the forest, she will care for even the most hated of cats (which is probably considered a weakness by many) and will always manage to find something good in even the most evilest of cats. She loves her life, every little bit of it, the Clan she is in, the cats she is around, the love of her life, sometimes she wonders if it could get any better, then she thinks about how she wants to raise a family, how she is looking forward to that.
When it comes to Clanlife, she will often be the one going around to cheer other cats up, to be checking on the queens and kits, making the Clan the happy place it usually is. When she has nothing better to do, she will often go out and hunt, make sure there is plenty to go around, or even go share tongues with the elders and learn more about her Clan's history, there is always an elder willing to share a tale. Something that she longs for is kits, ever since she became an apprentice and saw her mother kitten again, she has longed to have her own, watch them grow up and become great warriors, knowing she was the mother of those kits.
History;;
Kithood
Fablekit was born with her two brothers, Woodkit and Direkit, to the BrookClan queen Gingerpatch and warrior Turboflash. These were their first kits, the young couple were quite a talk of the Clan at the time, since Gingerpatch and Turboflash had only just become warriors, hence, Gingerpatch had been carrying kits during her apprenticeship, but none the less the kits were a blessing to the Clan, as most kits are. At the time there was another litter in the Clan, of which the three kits became very fond of and great friends with. Nothing really special happened during her being a kit, although when she was about four moons her and Direkit went out and caught their first prey against the Warrior Code, yes they were punished but to them it was all worth it. Woodkit was rather quiet, he mainly hung around the Nursery and never really spoke, the only cat he did speak to was Direkit, and even then it wasnt a huge amount, Fablekit was always worried about her brother, but he never spoke to her, and it was left like that.
Apprenticeship, Mentor, Turboflash and Devilscreech
Fablepaw was very lucky when it came to her mentor as she was given her father as a mentor, it was announced originally as her mother but at that call her mother annouced she was expecting kits again and couldnt take on an apprentice, Direpaw also became an apprentice but as Woodkit didnt speak, it came as he wasnt given the rank of apprentice, and was left in the Nursery, Fablepaw was still troubled by her brother, he still only ever spoke to Direpaw and there was always a look if distress on Direpaw's face, something wasnt right. Her father taught her well, he was the perfect mentor for her as he was quick-witted and fast moving when it came to battles, which is exactly what her purpose in battles was planned to be, he taught her how to hunt and even how to fend for herself if it ever came necessary which he never hoped.
One day she returned from training early as her mother had gone into labour and her father had rushed off to be at her side, she decided she wanted to be there too but she wasnt allowed to witness the actual birth, as it was already busy enough in there with the over-aged kit and other queens, the medicine cat and her father, her mother birthed over night and Fablepaw was able to meet her new siblings the next morning, when she saw the little bodies curled up next to her mother, at that moment and on she has only ever wanted to have kits of her own. Over the next moon of her life was when things started to go particulary bad, something was wrong with Woodkit, it was obvious, but when the Medicine Cat actually annouced that Woodkit had some sort of mental disorder it hit hard, after that he wouldnt even speak to Direpaw, he stopped eating and didn't care for himself, it was like he had given up on life, Fablepaw did her best to look after him, she tried her hardest to make him eat, she tended to his problems and all but in the end it just wasnt enough, Woodkit passed away five moons into her apprenticeship.
That alone was hard enough on Direpaw and Fablepaw, they went into grieving, along with Turboflash and Gingerpatch. For a while Fablepaw didnt speak, it was just her way of grieving, but life went on, they continued training, but StarClan hadn't hit her hard enough yet, her mother and her new litter came down with greencough, they were all moved out of the Nursery for the sake of other cats ..none of them ever returned to the milk-scented place. This sent the remaining of the family into deep grief, Fablepaw and Direpaw didnt speak for at least a moon and Turboflash was completely ruined, he seized caring for himself and training Fablepaw, even when she had recovered enough so she was taken on with Direpaw and his mentor Devilscreech. The round black tom was utterly heartless, Direpaw wasn't even given a break from training to grieve for his lost family and his training capsized, instead of getting better he only ever got worse, Fablepaw wasn't much better, she managed to learn a few things, as he was a good mentor, but it was nothing compaired to what she was learning with her father, unaware of what was happening, the leader made them both warriors after another four moons of training, believing what she heard from Devilscreech, at least there was some sort of good in him..
Warriorhood
Fablefeather and Direwolf were named warriors after nearly ten moons of training, the ceremony although was interrupted by a horrible screech, a cat had stumbled upon the dead body of Turboflash, the two of them rushed to their father's side but he had already left, this again sent the two into deep grieving and depression, now they only had each other. There was quite a mystery surrounding their father's death, alot of cats belive he took his own life but Fablefeather and Direwolf knew he was too much of a good cat, a happy cat, for him to do that, so they tried to look into, no one knew much about their father's last moments, he sort of went into hiding after the death Gingerpatch and his new kits, Fablefeather knew he would recover as he still occasionally talked to her, but even still, it was hard to believe as he didnt look after himself, didnt eat or drink, didnt clean or anything.
One day around sun-high, during a time when everyone was sharing tongues, a fight erupted between Devilscreech and Direwolf, the older warrior was hardly a match for his once-apprentice, Direwolf sent him to StarClan with a killing swipe at his throat, no one expected such an outbreak, Direwolf litterally went mad, and cause of that he was driven out of the Clan, Fablefeather was now basically alone, she learned to live like this, the Clan was there for her and she was very glad of it, even still she does have her moment, many moons have passed since the leaving of Direwolf, and no one has really scented him or anything, Fablefeather believes he left the Clan lands in search of a new life, but who knows. Now all she wants in life is to settle down and raise some kits with a mate, live her life as best as she can and let go of the past, after-all, it has happened once and it cant happen again, right?
Fablefeather
Gender;;
She-Cat
Clan;;
BrookClan
Rank;;
Warrior
Love Life;;
None at the current moment
Apperance;;
.::Picture::.
Fablefeather summed up, is a beautiful, small framed ginger-and-white she-cat with soft brown eyes. Her fur is short yet mildly thick to keep in her bodyheat during the cold times of leaf-bare, the white as pale as snow and the ginger patches just filling in the blanks on her body, her ears and tail taking on this colour as well as a patch behind her left shoulder. Her eyes are a soft brown that give the calming feeling that most cats seem to get when around her, they dont show much feeling, but you will know when she is sad because of her eyes, even though she will do her best to cover it up.
Although her build is relatively small, her body is of normal portions, her tail is an exception, being slightly longer then you would expect for a small sized cat like she is but nothing really noticeable. Dont ever think she is a lesser cat because of her size, yes, she probably would be better as a mother raising kits but something she is capable is fighting, being rather witted and skilled when it comes to fighting more then anything else, and her small body allows her to manouvre more quickly then others, allows her to do things many other cats couldnt. But even still, if something was to happen in battle to her, to make her unable to move quickly, only StarClan could guide her to safety.
Personality;;
Fablefeather is probably one of the most kindest and caring cats that you will ever meet in the forest, she will care for even the most hated of cats (which is probably considered a weakness by many) and will always manage to find something good in even the most evilest of cats. She loves her life, every little bit of it, the Clan she is in, the cats she is around, the love of her life, sometimes she wonders if it could get any better, then she thinks about how she wants to raise a family, how she is looking forward to that.
When it comes to Clanlife, she will often be the one going around to cheer other cats up, to be checking on the queens and kits, making the Clan the happy place it usually is. When she has nothing better to do, she will often go out and hunt, make sure there is plenty to go around, or even go share tongues with the elders and learn more about her Clan's history, there is always an elder willing to share a tale. Something that she longs for is kits, ever since she became an apprentice and saw her mother kitten again, she has longed to have her own, watch them grow up and become great warriors, knowing she was the mother of those kits.
History;;
Kithood
Fablekit was born with her two brothers, Woodkit and Direkit, to the BrookClan queen Gingerpatch and warrior Turboflash. These were their first kits, the young couple were quite a talk of the Clan at the time, since Gingerpatch and Turboflash had only just become warriors, hence, Gingerpatch had been carrying kits during her apprenticeship, but none the less the kits were a blessing to the Clan, as most kits are. At the time there was another litter in the Clan, of which the three kits became very fond of and great friends with. Nothing really special happened during her being a kit, although when she was about four moons her and Direkit went out and caught their first prey against the Warrior Code, yes they were punished but to them it was all worth it. Woodkit was rather quiet, he mainly hung around the Nursery and never really spoke, the only cat he did speak to was Direkit, and even then it wasnt a huge amount, Fablekit was always worried about her brother, but he never spoke to her, and it was left like that.
Apprenticeship, Mentor, Turboflash and Devilscreech
Fablepaw was very lucky when it came to her mentor as she was given her father as a mentor, it was announced originally as her mother but at that call her mother annouced she was expecting kits again and couldnt take on an apprentice, Direpaw also became an apprentice but as Woodkit didnt speak, it came as he wasnt given the rank of apprentice, and was left in the Nursery, Fablepaw was still troubled by her brother, he still only ever spoke to Direpaw and there was always a look if distress on Direpaw's face, something wasnt right. Her father taught her well, he was the perfect mentor for her as he was quick-witted and fast moving when it came to battles, which is exactly what her purpose in battles was planned to be, he taught her how to hunt and even how to fend for herself if it ever came necessary which he never hoped.
One day she returned from training early as her mother had gone into labour and her father had rushed off to be at her side, she decided she wanted to be there too but she wasnt allowed to witness the actual birth, as it was already busy enough in there with the over-aged kit and other queens, the medicine cat and her father, her mother birthed over night and Fablepaw was able to meet her new siblings the next morning, when she saw the little bodies curled up next to her mother, at that moment and on she has only ever wanted to have kits of her own. Over the next moon of her life was when things started to go particulary bad, something was wrong with Woodkit, it was obvious, but when the Medicine Cat actually annouced that Woodkit had some sort of mental disorder it hit hard, after that he wouldnt even speak to Direpaw, he stopped eating and didn't care for himself, it was like he had given up on life, Fablepaw did her best to look after him, she tried her hardest to make him eat, she tended to his problems and all but in the end it just wasnt enough, Woodkit passed away five moons into her apprenticeship.
That alone was hard enough on Direpaw and Fablepaw, they went into grieving, along with Turboflash and Gingerpatch. For a while Fablepaw didnt speak, it was just her way of grieving, but life went on, they continued training, but StarClan hadn't hit her hard enough yet, her mother and her new litter came down with greencough, they were all moved out of the Nursery for the sake of other cats ..none of them ever returned to the milk-scented place. This sent the remaining of the family into deep grief, Fablepaw and Direpaw didnt speak for at least a moon and Turboflash was completely ruined, he seized caring for himself and training Fablepaw, even when she had recovered enough so she was taken on with Direpaw and his mentor Devilscreech. The round black tom was utterly heartless, Direpaw wasn't even given a break from training to grieve for his lost family and his training capsized, instead of getting better he only ever got worse, Fablepaw wasn't much better, she managed to learn a few things, as he was a good mentor, but it was nothing compaired to what she was learning with her father, unaware of what was happening, the leader made them both warriors after another four moons of training, believing what she heard from Devilscreech, at least there was some sort of good in him..
Warriorhood
Fablefeather and Direwolf were named warriors after nearly ten moons of training, the ceremony although was interrupted by a horrible screech, a cat had stumbled upon the dead body of Turboflash, the two of them rushed to their father's side but he had already left, this again sent the two into deep grieving and depression, now they only had each other. There was quite a mystery surrounding their father's death, alot of cats belive he took his own life but Fablefeather and Direwolf knew he was too much of a good cat, a happy cat, for him to do that, so they tried to look into, no one knew much about their father's last moments, he sort of went into hiding after the death Gingerpatch and his new kits, Fablefeather knew he would recover as he still occasionally talked to her, but even still, it was hard to believe as he didnt look after himself, didnt eat or drink, didnt clean or anything.
One day around sun-high, during a time when everyone was sharing tongues, a fight erupted between Devilscreech and Direwolf, the older warrior was hardly a match for his once-apprentice, Direwolf sent him to StarClan with a killing swipe at his throat, no one expected such an outbreak, Direwolf litterally went mad, and cause of that he was driven out of the Clan, Fablefeather was now basically alone, she learned to live like this, the Clan was there for her and she was very glad of it, even still she does have her moment, many moons have passed since the leaving of Direwolf, and no one has really scented him or anything, Fablefeather believes he left the Clan lands in search of a new life, but who knows. Now all she wants in life is to settle down and raise some kits with a mate, live her life as best as she can and let go of the past, after-all, it has happened once and it cant happen again, right?
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