Post by >>is_WHITE_cat<< on Sept 12, 2008 14:19:22 GMT -5
Name: Sorrelleaf
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: SilentClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
A white she-cat with gray forehead marks and pale green eyes.
To start things off, Sorrelleaf is part albino. Her ears and paws are weak from it and sometimes you will find blood on her without a wound. Her white pelt is stained pink because of this, mostly in her deafened ears. Now, it's not that Sorrelleaf can't hear anything it's that the blood has destroyed her eardrums so much she probably will go completely deaf soon. A yowl to her is a soft whisper she will barely be able to make out, the poor she-cat.
Beneath her bloodstained ears is a gray forehead, the fur here always seems to be pricklier than any of her white fur, but no cat knows why. This goes into her prettily curved nose ridge and pale pink nose, outlined and cracking with a black scale-like skin.
Her pelt is long, pure white and always appears untouched since she can groom it so well. Her pride is in the fact that her pelt won't be touched by the sun and still remains quite nice. Her tail sweeps from her back in a natural curve, usual brushing against her bag legs when she walks.
Personality:
Since she can't hear what most cats say, she tries to make it fair and stay quiet yet cheerful herself. Her heart is usually all in helping the Clan, especially the kits and elders--sometimes she can act a little too much like an apprentice. She's never gone to a Gathering in fear that the other Clan cats might pick her out because of her weaknesses.
Sorrelleaf likes to see when other cats are healthy, at one point she considered being a Medicine Cat but quickly discarded the idea.
The strongest belief held by Sorrelleaf is friendship. Why friendship you ask? Well, to her it seems to be the one thing that makes sense in the life of a warrior; they need something to fight for to put their hearts into it.
Even with a deep fear of death and weakness, if there was something important to her she would fight until the end and even die for it. But so far, she has not found that special cat...
History:
Born into a litter of 2, both kits appearing weak and sickly from birth. Sorrelkit and Talonkit spent most of kit-hood in the Medicine Cat's den, teased by the other kits who could actually fight and even stray out of camp alone. But no, these two had to be under constant watch and since that start they felt as if they were a burden to the Clan.
It was a little shocking when Sorrelpaw became an apprentice with her brother. The ceremony was held at night, of course, and her mentor was Brightpetal. It was exciting that she could be an apprentice--and she even got to stay with the other's in an apprentice den! But it didn't do much good at all.
Talonpaw went with the others in their daily training and patrols while she was condemned to only be active once darkness fell. It seemed to her like Brightpetal didn't mind so Sorrelpaw didn't question anything as she tried to please her mentor to the greatest of her abilities.
Though she was proud when Sorrelpaw got to meet the other Clan's in her first Gathering she held herself high and didn't let the other cats see her weaknesses. However, Brightpetal had to repeat everything after since Sorrelpaw couldn't hear (just like with most of the Clan).
~Skipping ahead~ At last Sorrelleaf and Talonscar recieved their names on a cool leaf-fall evening. It didn't seem to bad, the two sat through their vigil diligently and kept each other warm. By morning, Sorrelleaf's eyes were drooping. Once excused she dropped dead asleep in her nest.
Once she awakened again many of her Clanmates were crowded around her with the Medicine Cat's gaze up close to her. She found out that while she had slept, Talonscar had caught ill from the night and probably wouldn't recover. By moonrise he was dead, leaving Sorrelleaf in a grief that she kept silently to herself.
RP Sample:
DONE
Kin:
Grayfox-father
Impishgaze-mother
Talonscar-brother
