May 15, 2018 2:42:51 GMT
Post by Zeila on May 15, 2018 2:42:51 GMT
CLOUDSONG
34 MOONS
FEMALE
WILLOWCLAN
WARRIOR
SPIRITUAL
SKILLS - 3/14
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APPEARANCE
Elegant but strong, Cloudsong wasn’t always in the form she is at current. Having gone from being a sickly kitten at birth to gaining her health, she had been at a physical disadvantage upon her apprenticeship; however, hard work and determination drove her to the form she’s in now. She isn’t really tall or short, but stands at average height for a cat such as herself. Beneath that coat of hers, as the fruit of her labor, is the figure of a lean and slender she-cat.
Throughout most of her life shortly after her nursery days were over, she found pride in, at the very least, keeping the white fluff that makes up her fur neat and tidy. That said, it has since evolved into everything from her posture to her walk. Her steps are usually light and well-placed, her head high whenever she’s out and about.
She, just as the maternal lineage before her did, has blue eyes and a soft pink nose, complimenting the remainder of the plain white coloration she’d earned from her father. At current, she has her fair share of bumps and bruises, though had only sustained two smaller scars on her shoulder from a small scuffle as an apprentice and a small knick near the tip of her right ear.
Throughout most of her life shortly after her nursery days were over, she found pride in, at the very least, keeping the white fluff that makes up her fur neat and tidy. That said, it has since evolved into everything from her posture to her walk. Her steps are usually light and well-placed, her head high whenever she’s out and about.
She, just as the maternal lineage before her did, has blue eyes and a soft pink nose, complimenting the remainder of the plain white coloration she’d earned from her father. At current, she has her fair share of bumps and bruises, though had only sustained two smaller scars on her shoulder from a small scuffle as an apprentice and a small knick near the tip of her right ear.
PERSONALITY
Cloudsong is usually a rather easy-going character. She doesn't worry too much about herself and puts those around her first. Her calm sometimes could be seen as unnatural as she tries not to make a large panic over anything. She's a very reasonable character, though incredibly empathetic. She can connect with others through their emotions and prefers to understand why someone acts as they do before judging them. Similarly, in decision making, she prefers to know the entirety of a scenario before making a decision.
However, she is a surprisingly determined character. When she puts her mind to something, very little can stop her from doing it. Not every little challenge pulls her into this mindset, and usually her judgement is what she thinks would be for the better of either her or her Clan. Her drive with this is the sole reason she came out as the warrior she did. That, and the blessings of StarClan, which led past leader to believe her to make an excellent future warrior.
In regards to others, she takes a kind word and a soft voice. She tries not to come off as too hostile unless the circumstance calls for it and enjoys a good joke. While she may not be the most humorous in tellings, she finds small things funny. That said, the wellness of her Clanmates comes before even the first thought of a giggle arises. She tries to respect others as she would have them, herself. Often times instead of blowing up in any form of anger, she goes silent. Words spoken are straightforward, but sophisticated. She tries to put herself above them intellectually if she must, but will refuse to yell under most circumstances. She believes in - unless a significant battle is underway - fighting in self defense and not previously planned with a group of allies, she rarely takes the first swipe.
However, she is a surprisingly determined character. When she puts her mind to something, very little can stop her from doing it. Not every little challenge pulls her into this mindset, and usually her judgement is what she thinks would be for the better of either her or her Clan. Her drive with this is the sole reason she came out as the warrior she did. That, and the blessings of StarClan, which led past leader to believe her to make an excellent future warrior.
In regards to others, she takes a kind word and a soft voice. She tries not to come off as too hostile unless the circumstance calls for it and enjoys a good joke. While she may not be the most humorous in tellings, she finds small things funny. That said, the wellness of her Clanmates comes before even the first thought of a giggle arises. She tries to respect others as she would have them, herself. Often times instead of blowing up in any form of anger, she goes silent. Words spoken are straightforward, but sophisticated. She tries to put herself above them intellectually if she must, but will refuse to yell under most circumstances. She believes in - unless a significant battle is underway - fighting in self defense and not previously planned with a group of allies, she rarely takes the first swipe.
HISTORY
34 moons ago, Cloudkit was born in a litter to a loving mother and father. That said, she wasn't the healthiest kitten. It wasn't a born illness, but certainly a difficult one. It was detrimental to much of the health of her kittenhood and often kept her visiting the medicine cat for treatments. Things looked as though she'd be condemned to the medicine den for her apprenticeship, learning about herbs and healing until the time briefly before the ceremony of apprenticeship. She seemed to find herself steadily recovering to decent health and upon her turn to receive a mentor, she'd already come to terms with the fact that she'd be placed as a medicine cat.
It wasn't a bad job, but it just never felt right to her.
Little to say, she expected the spiritual powers she'd obtained. What she didn't expect, however, was her mentor; the little Cloud was ecstatic when a warrior was appointed to her. She happily accepted that turnout, thankful for her leader and praising StarClan for it all. Throughout her apprenticeship, Cloudpaw realized her disadvantage in comparison to the others. She wasn't bringing in nearly as much prey and her fighting was off. She felt bad, knowing the chance that had been gifted to her, and began to work. On her own, she'd go out and practice. Of course, this got her in trouble several times. If her mentor hadn't been searching for, she might've even been fox food once. All in all, she survived and took to keeping herself tidied up to appear more on par with those around her. In this time, her mannerisms became more respectable and generally elegant and meaningful. Thought became a part of all her actions, and her personal trainings became less chaotic and dangerous, identifying safer places and sticking to them to work for her end goal.
One day, it was achieved. One minute she was a small apprentice flailing uselessly to catch a fish, the next she found herself being declared a warrior. Now named Cloudsong assisted wherever she was needed, offering her input and willingly went out of her way to check in on elders, queens, and apprentices, even if none of them were her own. She became a friendly face around the Clan, even if she seemed vein in her walk. Her intentions were good, and - despite having a new mark or two to her coat - she's not changed much. That's where this story leaves off for the future.
It wasn't a bad job, but it just never felt right to her.
Little to say, she expected the spiritual powers she'd obtained. What she didn't expect, however, was her mentor; the little Cloud was ecstatic when a warrior was appointed to her. She happily accepted that turnout, thankful for her leader and praising StarClan for it all. Throughout her apprenticeship, Cloudpaw realized her disadvantage in comparison to the others. She wasn't bringing in nearly as much prey and her fighting was off. She felt bad, knowing the chance that had been gifted to her, and began to work. On her own, she'd go out and practice. Of course, this got her in trouble several times. If her mentor hadn't been searching for, she might've even been fox food once. All in all, she survived and took to keeping herself tidied up to appear more on par with those around her. In this time, her mannerisms became more respectable and generally elegant and meaningful. Thought became a part of all her actions, and her personal trainings became less chaotic and dangerous, identifying safer places and sticking to them to work for her end goal.
One day, it was achieved. One minute she was a small apprentice flailing uselessly to catch a fish, the next she found herself being declared a warrior. Now named Cloudsong assisted wherever she was needed, offering her input and willingly went out of her way to check in on elders, queens, and apprentices, even if none of them were her own. She became a friendly face around the Clan, even if she seemed vein in her walk. Her intentions were good, and - despite having a new mark or two to her coat - she's not changed much. That's where this story leaves off for the future.