Post by Symbol on Nov 13, 2011 10:01:57 GMT -5
{This is my most cuddleable cat on WCRPG. And i own her. }
Name:
Willownight.
Age:
27 Moons
Rank:
Deputy
Allegiance:
Riverclan
Picture:
{Above}
Appearance:
a stocky, long-furred calco she-cat. at first glance, i would be mistaken for a loner. my face is triangular in shape, set with a strong masculine jaw. from this, my muzzle tapers to a rounded point, my soft light tan nose sitting on its end. while it's soft, it's also cold and wet, shocking if you don't expect its touch. long, thin whiskers pepper my muzzle, helping me to sense where i am going in the dark. if i were to part my lips in your presence, you would see that i have long, curved fangs for tearing into prey. atop my head stand two large ears, widely spaced, to alert me of prey or intruders. Hidden behind dark lids, my eyes give a cat the impression that i am distrustful of anyone that isn't in my clan. my eyes are a strong golden-green-brown, constantly watching my surroundings. around each eye is a thick black ring, like all cats. tall and lanky, i hold myself proudly, giving everyone the impression that i am of authority. i am a slender Brown,black,white she-cat with sleek fur and darker brown spots. these thick/thin spots cover my pelt, hardly visible unless you find yourself close enough to me. looking closer at my pelt, you can see many shades of brown,black and white, as well as the earthy browns and grays. my belly is a softer, earthier brown than the rest of my pelt, and my limbs are long and thin. i have small, nimble paws, good for balance, traction, and running. ebony claws peer out from my small brown paws, protecting me from danger. my tail is a little longer than normal, tipped gray. though i am thin and lanky like all Hawkclan cats, and there appears to be no muscle on me, don't be mistaken. i am a lean, well-muscled fighter, ready to show Hawkclan's strength to the world.
Personality:
"How do you feel about your clan?"
I feel strongly that Riverclan has always been underestimated. I am ready to prove to the other clans that Riverclan is stronger than before. I have always been tied fiercely to my clan and clanmates, and will give my life to ensure that Riverclan is safe and well-fed. regarding my clanmates as family, I will do anything to protect them. sometimes the elders and senior warriors disagree with my words's choices, voicing their worries. while this sometimes bothers me, i often share their fears; but i know i has always done my best for Riverclan. i am proud of my fellow warriors, and all they have done for each other, but sometimes my uncertainties plague me, and i must seek guidance. i love my clanmates as much as i would love my kits.
"What about relationships?"
i have always taken friendships seriously, and would never do anything to purposefully hurt a clanmate, physically or emotionally. while i may be hurt by my friends, i would never hold a grudge. it's usual for me to ignore my clanmates for a short time if i've been hurt, but i will forgive them sooner or later. i'm like a kit sometimes, in that i will put all my trust in my clan, and when i am let down, i feel the need to test them. with my family, i allow my inner fears to show. there is a tight, unbreakable bond between me and my kin, and they lend me their love and support, and sometimes that's all i am asking for. with a mate, i share my worries and ideas, seeking input, even when she'll only tell me i'm a mousebrain.
"What about you?"
Inside, i am afraid. i constantly worry that i'm not doing the right thing for my clan, and therefore am always seeking input and support. i often long to go back to my apprentice days, or at least be as carefree as i was at that age. i feel the pressure of always doing what's best, and it often gets to me. i'm frustrated and nervous, knowing that my clan depends on me to feed them. i am glad of their trust, and happy that they don't just sit by while the senior warriors do all the talking, but at the same time i am afraid. in the cover of my nest, i pray to starclan that they help me make the best choices. i love my clan, and sometimes i take more comfort from my words than i think the clan does. i keep up a calm front for Riverclan's sake, but inside, my emotions set a tempest against me. inside, i'm just like the rest of you.
"What is your benefits?"
tough, but fair - i am a no-nonsense mentor. if an apprentice has broken the warrior code, i will give them their honest punishment. i will not give them any more than i think he or she can handle, though. in front of the other clans, i will chide my clan's apprentices and younger warriors when they're in the wrong, but will not allow them a show of my anger.
honest - if you were to ask me for my honest opinion of anything, i would tell you exactly how i feel. i will be blunt if i have to, but usually i try more tactfully if i know it will hurt. i have a hard time admitting to anyone when i think i've failed, but if asked, i will be honest. windclan knows that anything i tell you of how i feel is the truth, and that i would never lie if i could help it.
determined - i will try again and again to do my best for my clan, and will never give up if i know that windclan still has a chance. when i take an apprentice, i always do my best to keep the young cat on track, and will talk with them if i feel they're not doing as well as they could. i
will do whatever i can for cats in need.
"Do you have any flaws?"
selfishness - i try to hide it, but when it comes to she-cats, i am selfish. i will hog the tom-cats away from the other warriors, making excuses to spend time with them. even she has a mate, she would get mad at him for hanging out with other she-cats.
temper - while i keep a calm front around the other clans, i actually have quite a temper. i would never attack a clanmate, but if provoked, it's best to stay away from me. the stress of providing for the clan sometimes gets to me, and sometimes i just snap. it's not that i don't like you, i just can't always deal with all the stress that comes with responsibility.
prideful - ironic, isn't it? yes, i hate arrogant and overly prideful warriors, yet i myself can be. i don't realize how strong i come off at times, and believe i'm part of the greatest clan in the forest. i brag to the other clans about my former apprentices at gatherings, not quite sure when to back off.
impulsive - when it comes to the other clans, i tend to suggest an attack quicker than i should, without getting as much evidence as possible to support my suspicions. i mean well, but i act on my thoughts, which can lead to tough situations, and awkward apologies later.
"Any Fears?"
being wrong - i am afraid that sometimes i make the wrong decisions for my apprentices, and am afraid that Hawkclan will no longer support him/her if i make too many mistakes.
twoleg interference - call me a coward, but anything to do with twolegs just freaks me out. when i was a young warrior, a twoleg kit hurt me, and ever since, i haves become more distrustful and fearful of them than i was before.
"What do you like?"
the open moorland on a rainy day;
family and clanmates;
chasing rabbits to feed the clan;
sharing tongues with my clanmates;
seeing the naming of new warriors;
"Dislikes?"
arrogant warriors;
being underneath the trees, where i can't see silverpelt;
making mistakes, but i realize that it's normal;
cats who ignore the warrior code;
being away from my clan for any length of time;
History:
willowmist and Jay were young warrior and a loner when they met. neither of them were interested in taking a mate, yet the two cats fell madly in love, and soon willowmist found herself in the nursery. when jay heard that he was going to be a father, he was ecstatic. he promised to love his kits and his mate for as long as he lived, and has lived up to that promise even to this day.
born to the clan's most obnoxiously affectionate couple, willowmist and jay, it was the middle of greenleaf, and the nursery was crowded with kits all waiting for their apprentice ceremonies. i had a brother in the same litter, but no other siblings. ours was not the only litter in the nursery at that time, and we shared the den with thunderkit, whitekit, ___kit, Dapplekit, Gingerkit and Brairkit. me and Brownkit were always getting into trouble, sneaking out of camp and getting lost on the moors.
on one such adventure, me and kit took gingerkit out of camp to explore the territory, and were almost carried off by a hawk. we were rescued only when a hunting patrol heard our cries, and were carried back to camp by our scruffs. we were given the task of caring for the elders until the leader, and our parents, felt that we had learned our lesson. we were not allowed to ask any of the apprentices for help, and when caught we three mischievous kits were given another quarter-moon on the end of our punishment.
after that, me and brownkit calmed down considerably. when given their apprentice names, me and Brownpaw were always the first to check on the elders, and make sure they were as comfortable as possible. we were eager to learn, and tried our hardest at everything we were assigned. we had learned our battle moves well, and when there was nothing more our mentors could teach us, we were given our warrior names. i became Willowpelt, and Brownpaw never gotten his warrior name because he found a fox and that he had ran away with Pouncer, yes he was my friend too. He had came back as known as Dean, i couldn't remember him because last time i saw him, he was a mer kit.
i fought my first battle at the age of 15 moons, a fresh young warrior and eager to prove myself. i fought hard to make my mentor and my clan proud, and took a scar across my back to show for it. i worked hard, and was given my first apprentice, Shadowpaw, at the age of 21 moons. i often found myself seeking help from the older warriors, out of fear that i wasn't teaching Shadowpaw well enough. soon i was comfortable enough training my apprentice that i no longer sought help, and was proud of myself when the pretty she-cat was named as a warrior. heatherpelt supported me wholeheartedly, and seemed to have a crush on me, but after some awkward conversations, she took a mate her own age, and who had been an apprentice at the same time.
When i was around 18 moons, the leader of Riverclan had died. This poor old leader, everyone missed the leader. But after a two days later, i was pointed deputy. I was so happy that Starclan and Gingerstar*(?) That choose me. I had to get portals out every morning. I never got enough sleep but it was fine. After long seven moons, this leader had to retire. So this brought me to be leader. But i don't know will be my next deputy, what will Starclan have in for me?
