Post by shade on Jun 26, 2012 11:33:25 GMT -5
Name:
Morningbird
Gender:
she-cat
Age:
19moons
Clan:
WindClan
Rank:
Queen/Warrior
Basic Appearance:
Small black and white she-cat
Appearance:
Build. Almost everything about this WindClan she-cat is tiny. Her head, body, paws. She is the smallest cat in the clan. Exept for the kits. Morningbird has the right name, birds are tiny, so is she. At a Gathering, she could be mistaken as an apprentice. That us how small she is. Morningbird has little to no muscle. When she walks, you can not see anything move on her back other then her shoulder-blades. The only place she has really any muscle is on her legs. They allow her to run swiftly, yes her clan us known for being small and fast, but Mirningbird is one of th smallest and the fastest. Her legs are what really stand out on her. They are long compared to her body, almost the length of a normal cats.
Pelt. Morningbird has a somewhat short pelt. It is close to her body and all moves in one length as is moves along her leith body. There is nothing thick about it, it is one layer, even in winter, it is thin and there is just enough of it to cover her body in a small layer. The base of Morningbirds short coat, is a bright snowy white. It's just that, snow white, it is bright just like fresh snow. Then on top, are night black spots. Like with the white that's it, they are just that black. Morningbirds patches don't even look grey, but they do shine in the morning sunlight.
Eyes. Morningbird has overall beautiful eyes. They are green. Not like the green leaves on a tree. No, they are greener. They look like an emerald. That is how green they are. But, around them are also a teal-green color. It is on the outside of her eyes. Then around her pupil, is a slightly darker green then the rest of her eyes. Then, in the emerald is flecks of green. They are round and show all her emotion that her words do not. They site in just the right spot, also at a very small slant.
Voice. When you ever head it, which is not very often at all, you notice that there is a very faint accent in it. In real life, a human with it would be said to have an English accent. It is always very small. Also, it is smooth and soft. It just about never raises. The only time it every gets a little bit hoarse, is when it is gripped with grief.
Personality:
Protective. Morningbird will do whatever it takes to take care of the ones she loves, even though she is small and a little shy. She hates to see her loved ones in pain. It drains everything from her. That is why she never says that, it could end up being used against her somehow. You would know if Morningbird cares about you by the way that she acts around you. She may fuss if you get hurt, or she'll try to comfort you if you seen sad. Sometimes, it can break her if loved ones are in terrible pain and suffering. As long as you know who you are, Morningbird will always watch over you.
Loyal. Morningbird would do anything for her clan. She would never be disloyal to her clan, family, or friends. It would kill her if she ever thought that she had, in any way, he disloyal to anyone that she loves. Morningbird would never leave any one, if she felt that they needed her. It is the thing that gets her the most eritated, it's disloyalty. Even if some one is disloyal to her, she will still give them another chance to be given her own loyalty.
Shy. Morningbird can be very shy. She almost always looks at get tiny white paws. Rarely does she ever look cats in the eye. If you can get her to look at you straight, feel very proud. She hardly ever looks at anyone. Most of the time, Morningbird just stays away from everyone, and says hi at the most. You will hardly ever hear her sweet smooth honey-like voice. Every time she speeks, her eyes go down to her paws. Speeking is exterminly rare for Morningbird.
Quiet. Morningbird isn't the cat to stand up and yowl at the top of her lungs when she is talking to someone. For the most part she is quiet, but not always. Most of the time, Morningbird just sits back and listens to what everyone else has to say. But will make a few comments every once and a while when she has a conversation. Morningbird is more of a background cat. She just sits back, and watches, while having her opinions to herself for the most part. Even her voice is quiet, it doesn't even seem possible for her to even utter a yowl. With her voice already soft, even when she does yowl, it's not very loud at all.
History:
In early leaf-bare, a young she-cat named Poppybreeze, gave birth to the warrior Hollowclaws three kits, Nightkit, Dawnkit, and Morningkit. Morningkit was the runt. She was the smallest of all of them, Nightkit and Dawnkit where each larger then she was. The Medicine Cat wasn't sure how long she would even live. Being the tiniest, she didn't get much of the milk that she needed from her mother. Dawnkit was always nicest to Morningkit out of the three siblings. Nightkit would only make fun of how she was so tiny and almost never talked, exept to Dawnkit. Who, Morningkit trusted the most of almost anyone.
Morningkit never really whent out of the nursery. Her dark cream sister would always be with her, every once and a while going to get her prey. They never left each others sides. They where always together. Nightkit was beginning to grow out of his kittish ways of teasing Morningkit about her size and dimmener. Though, the black Tom-kit was still a little trouble maker. Every once and a while, getting Dawnkit to come along with him, getting her into trouble as well. Morningkit still didn't trust Nightkit, even though he was her brother, almost never even talked with him at all.
Finally, Morningkit was Morningpaw. Not really, this required actual interaction with an actual cat and mentor. Her mother had seemed so proud of her, on her ceremony, she had actually looked the leader in the eyes. But, that was only because she did it for her ansestors. Just because she was shy, and almost always looking right at her paws, doesn't mean she had no respect for anyone. Dawnkit and Nightkit where also given there ceremony as well. You could almost see the pride just radiating off of her black pelted brother. Dawnpaw was the same, but not as proud looking.
Training wasn't really the best for Morningpaw. She didn't like blood. Which was why, she didn't like battle at all. Though, she was small and quick. As she could strike at her opponent with short quick blows. It was hard form most cats to catch her, though, it was very easy for just about anyone to easily overpower her with their own strength. Expertually for Nightpaw. Who, was just about twice her size. Nightpaw was also had the most bulk and brute strength. Dawnpaw was also quick, but not as big as Nightpaw, and could not overpower him with strength, only, she had more intelligence then he had, and could outsmart him with the blink of an eye.
Morningpaw was actually a pretty good hunter. She could catch even the fastest of prey. Her small paws where swift, and could hit the ground and lift her right up again as she ran forward after whatever prey she may be stalking. Morningpaw never flaunted her skills to anyone. Dawnpaw was always saying how proud she was of Morningpaw. Nightpaw seemed angry and jealous at Morningpaws skills. Though he was growing out of his kittish and immature acts. He was beginning to grow even more bitter and cold tword her. Making the void between then all the larger and all the more deeper.
Morningpaw was finally a warrior, she was given the name of Morningbird. Dawnpaw and Nightpaw also became warrior. Dawnpaw became Dawnlight, and Nightpaw was known as Nightfang. Morningbird and Nightfang could no longer even be in the same den withought glaring at each other. This was very rare for Morningbird, it seemed that Nightfang brought out the worst in each other all the time. But, Dawnlily was always there to smooth things out, and calm them down as best as she really could. Morningbird tried her best to get along with her brother, but nether of them seemed to be able to.
A moon after they where apointed warriors, Nightfang disappeared. Dawnlily said that he had told her he was going hunting, and if she wanted to come with him. But she had turned him down. Morningbird didn't grieve all that much. She had never even been very close to him. Dawnlily on the other hand, was upset, they had gotten along well enough. Morningbird didn't know if he was dead, for they had never found a body, or I'd he left to become a rouge. If he was becoming a rouge, Morningbird wouldn't be all that surprised he never seemed to fit in like everyone else.
Not even a moon after her brothers dissaperance, Morningbirds father falls into the Gully and dies. Morningbird was never really close to her father, but he was still blood, and it hurt her to see him die. It hurt her mother, Poppybreeze a lot more. She refused to eat anymore, and soon starved. While that was all happening, Dawnlily became sick. The Medicine Cat couldn't seem to help her at all. Then when Dawnlily died, this really did crush Morningbird completely. Her sister was the only one she could really turn to for anything. Morningbird forced herself to be strong, and keep herself alive even though she was broken, she could be fixed, maybe.
Her eyes where open know. Morningbird knew that she needed to lean on another cat for support. A cat that Morningbird had never really noticed or even really spoke to before, became her way of support. His dark fur and eyes made her feel whole. His name was Tigerfur. They grew close, he was always there for her. I guess you could call them, mates. Well, turns out, when Morningbird was 14moons old, she going out she was pregnant, with his kits. Morningbird was a little scared. She was so young, Morningbird could still probably pass as an apprentice. Only a newly appointed warrior.
Two days before Morningbird kitted, Tigerfur died. He and his patrol where ambushed by a DustClan patrol. Morningbird, was crushed again. Her heart hurt, she had lost so much, and she was still so young. When she kitted, two where born dead. It was two she-cats. One dark cream, she named that one Dawnkit. The other, black and silver, she named her Poppykit. Then the last one was a Tom, with dark fur and eyes. His name was Tigerkit. Though, he died after two days, no one knew why. So, Morningbird asked if she could remain a queen. Her wish was granted.
