Silverfeather | Cloudclan

[Riro]

Name:
Silverfeather

Age:
18 moons

Clan:
Cloudclan

Rank:
Warrior

Gender:
Female

Picture:


Quick Appearence:
A slim silver tabby she-cat with minty green eyes and gray wings.

Appearence:
Silverfeather is a very small and thin cat. She has a narrow head, and a tiny tail, weighing no more then nine pounds. Her movements are fluid and as if made of water, and the pads on her paws are rosey pink and delicate, soft to the touch. Her pelt is silver tabby, the color of clouds in the sky and freshly sprinkled snow. Her fur is a medium length and is very soft and puffy. The eyes that which Silverfeather gaze from are a bright green, a very minty color. They are always round and curious. Her ears and large on top of her head and make her a very good listener. Her wings are a light gray ro dark silver, to match her coat. Her overall appearance is small, dainty, and pretty.

Personality:
Silverfeather's was prominent and fist personality trait is that she is a good listener. A very good listener. She could listen to someone talk all day and she would try to understand their feelings. In a conversation, she would not do very much talking at all. Silverfeather is also very shy. She is not bold and curious, but prefers to keep out of the way of staring eyes. She will not go up to a cat and introduce herself, she will usually let them come up to her, and she is not very good at keeping eye contact with another cat. As said above, Silverfeather is uunderstanding. She knows what cats are talking about, and she feels their enjoyment or pain. She is good at comforting cats when they feel sad. This is her best personality trait.

History:
Silverfeather has one sister, Lilykit. As kits, they were best friends and would do everything together, play and tumble around the nursery. The two were always a handful for their mother, Tumbleweed, and their father, Brackenbranch, was always saying in a teasing voice how they would grow up together and become actually attached, they were so close. Silverkit and Lilykit always just laughed back.

Silverkit was very excited for the day when she would become an apprentice along with Lilykit. They were almost six moons olf, apprentice age, when a badger attacked the clan. Fortunately, the clan was able to shake off the badger. Unfortunately, Lilykit was caught in the racket and died in the badger's jaws. From that day on, Silverkit was very different. She was no longer curious and rambuncious, she was silent and shy. She then became apprentice and started training. "For you, Lilypaw," she would always whisper. The terrible day wore away, but sometimes it still hurt Silverpaw.

Then the day of the assetment came. Silverpaw passed with flying colors, she was best at hunting, and she became a warrior. She is still a young warrior, only becoming a warrior six moons ago.

Role-play Example:
The night was unusually dark, the full moon gave some light to shine down on the clans, but not enough. The night was unusually cold, Silverfeather shivered as they got closer to gathering place. Or maybe it was just Silverfeather's imagination, because she was extra nervous today. She had gone to gatherings before, but this was her first one as a warrior. She followed behind the rest of her clan, breathing in the comforting scents of her den mates, not making any sound as they marched along.

Silverfeather stopped behind the rest of the cats and looked up to watch the gathering. They were the last one here, now the meeting could start. Silverfeather looked up at the cloudless sky, "This would be your warrior ceremony, too, Lilyheart." She had given Lilyheart a warriors name, even though she had not been more than a kit, but she deserved it more than anyone. "We would be together, but we are not," she though to the sky. "Now I must go alone, but I will not fail you. I will make us both proud." Silverfeather hoped with all her heart that those words would be true.

The leaders were talking, and Silverfeather turned her attention back to them. Shadowstar, the leader of her clan, Cloudclan, stepped forward to address the croud. "Today, we have a new warrior amongst our midst," he spoke. Everyone shuffled and turned their heads to try to figure out who it was. "Silverfeather, who used to be Silverpaw, is now a warrior." Out of the darkness, all the cats took up the chant. "Silverfeather, Silverfeather, Silverfeather!" She felt eyes piercing at her, and she wriggled uncomfortably and blushed. "I will honor my clan," she thought.

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Approved.