Name:
Miststar.
Sex:
She-Cat.
Age:
35 Moons (2 years 11 months).
Appearance:
Miststar has slightly longer legs then most cats, giving her the ability to jump longer and higher distances and gives her better climbing advantages. It also allows her to run faster in variable ways. Her paws are like snowshoe cat paws, helping her trek in snow during the Winter. She's a long-haired cat and is a light gray color with tints of dark gray around her body. They resemble splotches while others look like stripes. Her eyes are a gleaming mysterious light green color with specks of olive. They are extremely noticeable at night, making it hard for her to sneak up on prey and/or enemies. Her ears are large, acting as satellite arrays. She has incredibly great hearing and can hear the softest step of a cat behind her.
Personality: Loyal, care free, forgiving, sensitive, responsible.
Loyal:
Miststar is loyal in many ways, She is loyal to her friends and family, by carrying out promises and orders, as well as requests. She is hard-working and would do anything for her friends and family, just as long as it does not break the Warrior Code she goes by in her clan. Once she is your friend, this personality shows more and more on a slow basis.
Care free:
Besides her serious and hard working side, Miststar has a small kit deep inside her that shows in her happiest moods. This playful side is more then fun, but creative and devious. It tends to show when the clan is doing well, or something nice has happened to her. This side doesn't show too often, considering she is always busy with things aroudn the clan. But when it does, anyone around her is happy too.
Forgiving:
Although Miststar may sound like the typical rough-and-tough leader, she's not. She is easily forgiving, and doesn't take much too hard. If someone has caused a murder, of course she will punish you for it, but in a few days she will talk to you and treat you like a normal member of the clan as always. She isn't too hard on her clan mates, no matter what they've done, and is an understanding person on many levels.
Sensitive:
Miststar has sensitive emotions. She doesn't cry for just anything, but it is hard for not to sometimes. And it is not very difficult to get her angry, either. She doesn't like cocky cats, and especially backstabbers. She will forgive you easily as always, but on the days she does consider it, she takes it hard. Miststar isn't a good person to upset, anyways. She is always trying her best to please the clan, so why upset her?
Responsible:
Miststar is just about your average responsible leader in most situations. She won't think too much or less when it comes to desperate measures. She always has a plan underway and when push comes to shove, always puts her clan members first. She would die to protect any one of them. And to her clan mate's surprise, she has precautions on things they would never think of.
Clan and Rank:
Treeclan Leader.
History:
Miststar was born among the dusty alleyways in TwolegPlace to a dying She-Cat. Her mother, Bell, died shortly after she was born. From there, her father cared for her, feeding her fresh-kill from birth. She had never tasted her mother's milk. 7 moons after she was born, her father got terribly ill. He had gotten Greencough during the Winter, since all they had for cover was a small cardboard box. Miststar had no smarts with herbs and her father died after a few days with the sickness. With nowhere to turn and barely knowing how to hunt the filthy mice in the dirt brick alleyways, Miststar mustered up her courage and traveled to the forest, barely surviving the Journey. She rested on the Treeclan Border and took a few sips from their stream. A Warrior saw her and snarled. He threatened to kill her if she didn't leave, but she pleaded to enter their Clan and stay there for the night. They informed Bramblestar, the leader at the time, and she said she could stay for the night. Bramblestar was intrigued at Miststar's fighting abilities, as well as combat strength. So she allowed her to stay as long as she want. Miststar was then giving the name Mistpaw.
Other: Miststar would love to have kits one day and train them to be great Warriors.
Roleplay Sample:
Miststar ran along the border she heaved as she chased down the fat squirrel. Soon when it was in her reach, she leaped and caught it's tail, then pressed her paw on it's head until it stopped moving. She picked up the squirrel in her jaws, then pranced back to camp with it hanging from her teeth.
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R = Relative
D = Dimensions
I = In
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