Post by --Light of the Sea ☼ on Feb 20, 2008 18:24:49 GMT -5
Name:: Breezefall
Age:: 36 moons
Gender:: She-cat
Clan:: WindClan
Rank:: Medicine Cat
Appearance:: Breezefall is a white cat that almost looks a light blue. She has a black dorsal stripe and a small black stripe on her nose. Breezefall's eyes are glowing amber that almost reminds one of Tigerstar, except for the fact that otherwise Breezefall has no resemblance to the evil cat. Despite this, her eyes are kind, like many medicine cat's are. Breezefall rarely blinks, and her large paws walk with a somewhat frightening, dull, thudding sound when she wants to them. Breezefall's claws are long and kept sharpened, but the white she-cat's fangs are small. That doesn't stop her from having a deathly bite, like all cats. There is a black mark on Breezefall's belly that seems strange - almost like a paw. The she-cat's fur is long of length, and smoothly bends with the wind that often sweeps through the WindClan territory. The tip of Breezefall's tail is black.
Personality:: Breezefall is a quiet but attentive cat. She has a knack for picking things up that maybe should not be picked up. Most of the time she prefers to keep her secrets and others' to herself. Breezefall is small and light, but her muscles easily ripple throughout her pelt. She does not run unless absolutely intended, or someone is watching. Breezefall loves running, but prefers to do it when no one is watching, so she can fully lose herself. Breezefall actually wonders what it would like to be as a kittypet, and has considered becoming one before. However, the she-cat knows that to stay would be the best thing for her Clan, because otherwise the Clan would not have a medicine cat. Breezefall does not enjoy killing, or harming, which is partly why she became a medicine cat. She also wanted to learn the herbs, and see if they would work on all animals, not just cats. She sort of considers herself loyal, she's not sure if she would die for her Clan, but she knows that she loves her Clan and wants to do the best for it that she can.
History::
Kit: Breezekit was born to Quailfur and Voletail. Quailfur had originally been a ThunderClan warrior, but had gone over to WindClan. As a kit, Breezekit was always envisioning ideas of being a most helpful and prophetic warrior. As she was reaching her apprentice ceremony, however, Breezekit began to feel like she wanted to be the one that saw the prophecies, not the one that carried them out. She also wondered how far herbs would go in healing all animals, not cats. She approached the medicine cat, Whiteleaf, and asked him if she could become his apprentice. Whiteleaf agreed, and Breezekit became the medicine cat apprentice.
Apprentice: As an apprentice, Breezepaw was having trouble memorizing the herbs. She tried, really hard, but still forgot some of them. All the Clan, and especially her mentor, encouraged her, and Breezepaw never gave up. She fought in some of the battles of the Clan, but always turned to help cats in the middle and at the end of the fights. Eventually, Breezepaw learned the herbs, as field work helped out a lot. Green-cough swept through the camp, and many cats died, including Breezepaw's mentor. Breezepaw mourned Whiteleaf dearly, but calmly accepted the position of medicine cat.
Medicine Cat: As a young medicine cat, Breezefall longed to be a warrior. She later learned that both her parents had also been killed in that outbreak of green-cough, while the bad news had been kept from her. Breezefall mourned even more, but because she was already medicine cat, she had no choice but to keep going. Recently, Breezefall acquired an apprentice which uplifted the medicine cat, helping her self esteem. She feels she needs to encourage her apprentice, and is much more comfortable with medicine cat life.
RP Example:: Breezefall sat contentedly near her den in the camp. It was sunhigh in leaf-green, and the medicine cat was thoroughly enjoying the heat and comfort caused the den's shade. She purred quietly, her eyes half closed.
Suddenly, the WindClan cat heard panicked footsteps and looked up. A warrior was crashing through the camp entrance, and skidded towards the white medicine cat.
"Quick!" he wheezed. "Hurry! This is a new disease - I don't know what to do!"
"What?" said Breezefall, startled. Her eyes widened. "New disease? I'm coming, what are the symptoms? I'll need to get some herbs." She turned and dashed into the den to get herbs, the warrior babbling about the disease behind her.
Codewords:: RogueClan's destruction
Age:: 36 moons
Gender:: She-cat
Clan:: WindClan
Rank:: Medicine Cat
Appearance:: Breezefall is a white cat that almost looks a light blue. She has a black dorsal stripe and a small black stripe on her nose. Breezefall's eyes are glowing amber that almost reminds one of Tigerstar, except for the fact that otherwise Breezefall has no resemblance to the evil cat. Despite this, her eyes are kind, like many medicine cat's are. Breezefall rarely blinks, and her large paws walk with a somewhat frightening, dull, thudding sound when she wants to them. Breezefall's claws are long and kept sharpened, but the white she-cat's fangs are small. That doesn't stop her from having a deathly bite, like all cats. There is a black mark on Breezefall's belly that seems strange - almost like a paw. The she-cat's fur is long of length, and smoothly bends with the wind that often sweeps through the WindClan territory. The tip of Breezefall's tail is black.
Personality:: Breezefall is a quiet but attentive cat. She has a knack for picking things up that maybe should not be picked up. Most of the time she prefers to keep her secrets and others' to herself. Breezefall is small and light, but her muscles easily ripple throughout her pelt. She does not run unless absolutely intended, or someone is watching. Breezefall loves running, but prefers to do it when no one is watching, so she can fully lose herself. Breezefall actually wonders what it would like to be as a kittypet, and has considered becoming one before. However, the she-cat knows that to stay would be the best thing for her Clan, because otherwise the Clan would not have a medicine cat. Breezefall does not enjoy killing, or harming, which is partly why she became a medicine cat. She also wanted to learn the herbs, and see if they would work on all animals, not just cats. She sort of considers herself loyal, she's not sure if she would die for her Clan, but she knows that she loves her Clan and wants to do the best for it that she can.
History::
Kit: Breezekit was born to Quailfur and Voletail. Quailfur had originally been a ThunderClan warrior, but had gone over to WindClan. As a kit, Breezekit was always envisioning ideas of being a most helpful and prophetic warrior. As she was reaching her apprentice ceremony, however, Breezekit began to feel like she wanted to be the one that saw the prophecies, not the one that carried them out. She also wondered how far herbs would go in healing all animals, not cats. She approached the medicine cat, Whiteleaf, and asked him if she could become his apprentice. Whiteleaf agreed, and Breezekit became the medicine cat apprentice.
Apprentice: As an apprentice, Breezepaw was having trouble memorizing the herbs. She tried, really hard, but still forgot some of them. All the Clan, and especially her mentor, encouraged her, and Breezepaw never gave up. She fought in some of the battles of the Clan, but always turned to help cats in the middle and at the end of the fights. Eventually, Breezepaw learned the herbs, as field work helped out a lot. Green-cough swept through the camp, and many cats died, including Breezepaw's mentor. Breezepaw mourned Whiteleaf dearly, but calmly accepted the position of medicine cat.
Medicine Cat: As a young medicine cat, Breezefall longed to be a warrior. She later learned that both her parents had also been killed in that outbreak of green-cough, while the bad news had been kept from her. Breezefall mourned even more, but because she was already medicine cat, she had no choice but to keep going. Recently, Breezefall acquired an apprentice which uplifted the medicine cat, helping her self esteem. She feels she needs to encourage her apprentice, and is much more comfortable with medicine cat life.
RP Example:: Breezefall sat contentedly near her den in the camp. It was sunhigh in leaf-green, and the medicine cat was thoroughly enjoying the heat and comfort caused the den's shade. She purred quietly, her eyes half closed.
Suddenly, the WindClan cat heard panicked footsteps and looked up. A warrior was crashing through the camp entrance, and skidded towards the white medicine cat.
"Quick!" he wheezed. "Hurry! This is a new disease - I don't know what to do!"
"What?" said Breezefall, startled. Her eyes widened. "New disease? I'm coming, what are the symptoms? I'll need to get some herbs." She turned and dashed into the den to get herbs, the warrior babbling about the disease behind her.
Codewords:: RogueClan's destruction
