Post by ♫ admin on Mar 5, 2008 16:31:32 GMT 9
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Name: Smallcat
Clan: JaggedClan
Gender: She-cat
Status: Warrior
Appearance:
Name: Smallcat
Clan: JaggedClan
Gender: She-cat
Status: Warrior
Appearance:
Smallcat is a small cat. Wow. Bet you didn't see that coming.Personality:
Her frame is thin and lithe, and smaller than the average warrior for her age, which is young--just two moons out of her apprenticeship, which makes her a little older than Bonecry and a little younger than most other cats.
Nothing about her fur is, according to her, interesting at all. The she-cat is primarily one color: deep, dark brown. It's short, and under certain light, even looks black--but it's not. It's more of a deep chocolate that glints in the sun. While her pelt is a monotone, it does shine nicely. The leather on her paw pads and nose is black, and her most distinguishing feature is her long tail.
Her eyes are a shiny, yellow-green. More yellow than green--but still, with a greenish tint.
This is a very shy, subdued cat. She doesn't open up easily, tending to bottle up her emotions and keep her insides where she believes they belong--inside! She just doesn't feel safe pouring herself out into other cats, even those she's known and loved all her life. There's somethng unsettling about it to her.History:
Smallcat is insecure about her name. She has been since she was a kit. Why Small? She didn't need her name to emphasize her scrawny size! This got even worse when she was an apprentice. What warrior-in-training wants to feel small?
When she got her warrior name of Smallcat, she was greatly dissapointed. What kind of suffix was cat?! Of course she was a cat! That was not unique! The name was supposed to be unique to you! Ever since, she has found herself an especially bland being--moreso than before.
She's an awkward character--that is, she doesn't tend to hold sucessful conversations. She's that kid at school who always seems to make things awkward fast, or runs out of things to say quickly. She doesn't like approaching her peers--she always feels that they'll be irritated by her presence.
Smallcat has a somewhat bleak nature. She feels that nothing ever goes right for her. If she wants something, she never acts for it, too scared to take that step. This usually ends with her daydreaming about something, and it never happening.
She's a quiet dreamer type, who often gazes into the distance lost in her own fantasies about how life would be if she was different.
She hasn't thought about how she feels about the clan yet. It makes her brain hurt at the thought of trying to sort out her feelings about the whole thing. Instead, she quietly fulfills her duties as a member of JaggedClan. This is not to say that she's an unintelligent cat--on the contrary, she's a very intelligent cat, whose complex thoughts often force her to shy away from thinking alltogether. Because of this, any cat who does not get to know her well will usually think her a ditz. Even Smallcat herself doesn't realise her potential.
Smallcat thinks herself grossly unnatractive.
She also does not realize her talents and the things that make her good and unique: She can stalk any cat as if she wasn't even there. In a way, this makes up for the fact that she's a less-than-average hunter and her fighting needs work. She likes a cat with quirks--any quirky cat, she'll instantly fall for. She picks out the good in other cats, and has an uncanny knack for making them feel good about themselves--even though she herself has rotten self esteem.
And, she can love unconditionally--though she doesn't know it yet.
All-in-all, at this point, she just seems like a dull, unintelligent, useless cat with nothing special at all about her.
Smallkit was a mewling bundle of joy, the spawn of her parents Littleheart and Brownrock. She was, of course, born in the saftety of JaggedClan. Her siblings were Sunkit and Brightkit and Daykit.Kin:
With their matching names, little Smallkit always felt a bit left out from the start.
It wasn't only that that matched about them, though. They shared bright golden-brown pelts that glimmered in the sunlight, and the same golden eyes, little clones of their mother. Smallkit was the only one who looked different. Her pelt was the same as her father's, as were her eyes.
Despite this, Smallkit had a fairly happy childhood.
And then, her mother fell in love.
Littleheart was smitten by a fellow JaggedClan cat! She fell out of love with Brownrock, but didn't want to upset him, so kept it a secret for a long time, even daring to lie to him, assuring him that the kits she was pregnant with were his. It was a hard time for herself and her lover.
Then, there was a battle with SnowClan, and brave Littleheart died a noble death, yowling words for the clan as the life drained out of her. Brownrock never found out the truth, and Littleheart's kits died with her.
After this battle, news of a strange prophecy swept the clan. Together, Brightpaw, Daypaw, and Sunpaw set out on a quest to fulfill it, running off in the night--and leaving Smallpaw behind, without even consulting her at all or telling her what was going on. Shortly after they left, the clan stopped recieving these prophecies. The siblings were never seen again.
When Smallcat recieved her warrior name, she was, as mentioned earlier, dissapointed. Nevertheless, her father congratulated her, still proud of his only remaining kinmember's sucess. Smallcat wasn't so proud.
The whole family was noble. Her siblings had set out on a dangerous quest, her mother, died in the name of JaggedClan, and even her timid father Brownrock was a steadfast JaggedClan cat, immensley loyal and well-liked.
And Smallcat? She was just...just a small cat!
Littleheart; mother /dead/Other:
Brownrock; father /alive/
Sunpaw; sister /missing/
Daypaw; sister /missing/
Brightpaw; brother /missing/
Saving her for later ^^ Or maybe sooner...[/blockquote]
Anyone can feel free to play Brownrock