Post by AUDIO! on Mar 10, 2010 14:53:29 GMT -5
[/size]The Cat's Meow!
Name ;; Dawnheart
Gender ;; She-Cat.
Age ;; 35 Moons
Clan ;; Thunderclan
Rank ;; Medicine Cat
Picture ;;
Appearance ;; In short, Dawnheart is a tortoiseshell she-cat with auburn eyes the colour of leaf-fall leaves. However, you have to look deeper into her colouring and shape to see who she really is.
Starting with her pelt colour, it ranges from orange, to black, to grey, to white, and brown. If you look hard enough, you'll find every colour of cat in her rich, long flowing, silky smooth, well-groomed fur. She keeps herself looking nice because, well, not to be self-centred, but she knows she is pretty. However, she doesn't flaunt it. She just likes to look good, and of course, she doesn't mind getting dirty. She is, after all, a forest cat.
Dawnheart's eyes are a colour like no other. They blaze and sparkle in the sunlight, much like leaf-fall leaves reflecting the light of the sun with their brightly coloured patterns. They are a window into her kind and loving soul, reflecting each emotion she feels with precision.
Dawnheart has a torn ear. A piece of the side of her right ear is missing. Why? A fox attacked the nursery during the night, nicking her ear and killing her father who had come to save Dawnheart, who was tending to a sick kit.
Dawnheart's body is not large, nor is it overly small. She is on the smaller side of the cats in her clan, but her long fur makes her look bigger, especially when fluffed out. Her legs are strong and she holds her head proudly.
Personality ;;
Dawnheart is a loving, sweet, and kind soul. She is always there for her clanmates and tries her best to help everyone. She often finds herself trying to help too many cats at one time and being flustered. However, her sweet nature makes her a wonderful cat to be by.
Thinking of others before herself, Dawnheart tries her best not to get underfoot or be rude. She's a quick thinker with a mind that works at the speed of lightning. She's smart, and stands up for what she believes, even if it may go against what her leader says. She's a curious girl and often got herself into trouble as a kit for straying too far from the nursery. Of course, she apologized and said she would never do it again, but curious as always, she always found herself under the stare of her mother, who was in the middle of giving her a scolding.
Dawnheart is incredibly friendly and is always trying to make friends of everyone. She's agile and can move around almost as fast as her mind moves. She has what it takes to be a wonderful hunter. Dawnheart is a loyal medicine cat who can be serious when need be, but is also a pawful of fun to be around.
However, Dawnheart is a bit of a pushover when it comes to cats asking her to do something. Plus, she will never ever give up if she believes what she is doing is the right thing to do. She wants to show everyone just how great of a medicine cat she can be and often stresses over the little things too much and gets worried, only to find out that her worries were not needed.
Sometimes, in the heat of things, Dawnheart overlooks the critical things, as she concentrates on the little things too much. She easily forgives others, as well as herself. Sometimes, she forgives too easily. When Dawnheart gets stressed, she snaps at others, but is almost always immediately sorry. She is a stubborn cat who, once has her mind set, will not give in to anyone. She gets easily jealous of others, but doesn't everyone?
History ;;
Dawnheart was born to a loving pair of parents, Echoleaf and Darktail. They protected her and nurtured her, showing her the ways of clan life as all parents do. She has two siblings, Duskpelt and Sunkit. Sunkit, a flame-coloured tom with amber eyes, died as a kit. The two surviving kits were friends from the start, play fighting and enjoying each others company. Dawnhearts's life was easy as a kit, with no worries or troubles, like it should be.
At a young age, Dawnkit started realizing that a great way to help her clanmates was to be a medicine cat. They helped their clanmates in ways that other cats couldn't. Medicine cats were smart and held vast knowledge of everything around them. They even shared dreams with Starclan, an honour all by itself. Yes, she wanted to be a medicine cat.
Duskpaw and Dawnpaw were then awarded their apprentice names when they turned 6 moons old. Excited as all appretices were, they took to their new names with pride. Finally, they were out of the nursery! But where Dawnpaw really wanted to be was in the medicine cat den.
The she-cat let her wishes be known and later that day, the leader called another meeting and announced that she would be joining the current medicine cat as his apprentice. Dawnpaw was full of hope and pride. The next few moons she spent learning all she could about herbs and the life of a medicine cat. She faced hardships as she watched her clanmates get hurt and come to her and her mentor for healing. She was smart, and caught on easily to which herbs to use for bellyache, how to apply cobwebs to wounds to stop bleeding, and making poltices to rub onto or feed the sick and injured.
Dawnpaw found her new life to be just as easy as before, but much more exciting. One such exciting event is when, during the night when Dawnpaw was tending to a sick kit in the nursery, a fox attacked, obviously hungry during the cold leaf-bear season. Never having seen such a horrible creature, Dawnpaw screeched, lashing out at the ugly fox with claws out and fangs barred. Luckily, her father was just coming in from an uneventful patrol and rushed to the nursery's aid. He and his apprentice managed to drive the fox away, but not before Dawnpaw's father was severely injured and the medicine cat apprentice received a horrible cut through her ear.
After the fox ran away with yelps in the air, Dawnpaw went to her father. He was bleeding badly and obviously didn't have much time to live. It was with great sorrow that Dawnpaw watched him die, although it did not take long. After having her ear looked at by her mentor and bandaged in some cobwebs, Dawnpaw mourned her father's death with her now shattered family.
The next day, Dawnpaw was awarded her new name. She was happy, but sad at the same time at the passing of her father. This meant that she would fully take over the duty and responsibility of the medicine cat. Her leader gave her the name Dawnheart, in accordance to her sweet and loving nature. Her heart was big and it loved each and every one of her clanmates. Many cats thought that the life of a medicine cat would be lonely, with no mate. But there was no need to have a mate when each member of the clan was her family. Each kit had a special place in her heart, and each of the warriors and queens did as well.
Time flashed by all too soon, and before she knew it, her mentor was growing old with age. As the day came to pass that he left the forest he had known all his life and went to the sky to join the ranks of starclan, Dawnpaw was heartbroken. She sat in a silent vigil that night, her nose pressed against the soft fur of her mentor.
With so much sadness in the air, Dawnheart sought out her brother, Duskpelt. They shared tongues and she told him how she was worried about the future. How she didn't think she could live up to the expectations that were held for her as a medicine cat. However, only as Duskpelt could, he laughed off her worries. He knew her too well. He knew she would make an excellent medicine cat, one that would make Thunderclan proud.
Again, moons past, and Duskpelt was right. She was an amazing medicine cat. Perhaps one of the most amazing that Thunderclan has ever seen.
Relatives ;;
Echoleaf - Mother - Alive
Darktail - Father - Deceased
Duskpelt - Brother - Alive
Sunkit - Brother - Deceased
RP Sample ;;
Slowly, the feline slipped through the snow. Her paws making soft noises as she sank to her knees in the freshly fallen white powder. Prey, although scarce, was scented as she opened her mouth to let the soft breeze sweep over her scent glands. The day was quite chilly, and it was a surprise to the she-cat that any prey was out of its hiding place. A white rabbit, thinking that it's snow-coloured pelt hid her, was standing just to the left of the cat. The smell was strong and the wind was blowing in the direction of the feline so the smaller animal could not scent her. The set-up was perfect...
Perfect until, CRASH, a mound of snow fell from a nearby tree, scaring the prey away. Dawnheart flicked her tail angrily. Auroraclan was not on her side today, obviously. The warrior dashed after her prey. The rabbit was fast, and sadly Dawnheart was a slow runner. But her stamina and quick-thinking made up for that. The rabbit would tire from being chased, and Dawnheart used every short cut in the bushes to slowly gain on the beast.
Finally, the white rabbit grew tired, as Dawnheart predicted, and it slowed. With a strong leap and a well-aimed swat, the she-cat managed to take out it's kind-legs. Fear-scent came strong from the creature, and the felines hunger for food made her pounce one last time, almost out of energy from the long chase. She caught the rabbit between her paws, biting its neck and killing it easily and quickly from many moons of practice.
Dawnheart ended up somewhere near the Frostcovered Stream. She picked up her prey, and began to make her way back to camp. However, she felt as if she should hunt some more, but hunting by herself was difficult and took time, since she was a slow runner, and much of the prey could out run her. Yeah, some company would be divine. Dawnheart scented the air for any of her friends, hoping someone was around.
Twoleg Chatter !
Your Name ;; Audio
RP Experience ;; 4
Other Cats ;; Just Dawnheart
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