Post by spike on Oct 17, 2011 14:51:27 GMT -6
Name: Leafstorm
Age: 24 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: SkyClan
Rank: Warrior
Apprentice: None
Love Interest: Stonespots
Kin:
Rosepetal;; mother, NPC
Spider;; father, MIA
Darkness;; brother, deceased
Description:
[/justify]For a she-cat, Leafstorm is decidedly masculine. Not saying she lacks femininity. She just has a lot of power. Leafstorm is a slightly large female, not leggy but just overall good sized. She is a better fighter than speedster or stalker by a long run. But being larger than others doesn’t make her lacking in the usual she-cat style. She is definitely curvy, with her build not having to be too slim to show off her sleekness. She has dainty paws and a face built more like her mother’s. A slightly shortened muzzle makes her rounded face seem more like the purebred her mother is over the “mutt” species most warriors are. This girl has a pretty coat, a very dark lilac color that seems to have been influenced by her black furred father. Her coat is fluffy but lacks much in the way of proper warmth that a warrior would have, thanks again to her mother’s bloodline. But she has pretty dull green eyes. While not exactly ones that stand out but for her, beautiful. Overall, Leafstorm is a cat that shows she’s partially purebred but she acts far more of a wild cat than that. But maybe she’s just forcing herself to do so.
Personality:
[/justify]Stubborn & Proud;; Because her mother was a weak kittypet turned loner turned warrior (she won’t deny her mother was soft), Leafstorm tends to be very strong natured and preferring to prove herself a real warrior to them. Very few may actually judge her on that anymore, but she still feels a great urge to be just like them. She admires the warriors and growing up slightly paranoid about her past made her extremely stubborn and sure of herself. Leafstorm is overly proud and hard to control because of it. She goes out of her way to make sure she needs no help and to do it on her own, show off what skills she has even if she has no inbred talents. Perhaps too much, it leads her into taking on tasks she can’t do alone and messing up due to her pride. It also conflicts to her emotions.
Daring & Concentrated;; However, if anything positive can be said, she is very much willing to do anything, which is also a negative if one thinks about it. She can carelessly jump right into something even if the situation calls for her to run or avoid the situation. So fights and battles are not beyond her. She doesn’t know how to pick her battles because she picks them all. But she has very little fear of anything. More like a temper that she uses. She doesn’t get off track easily. Actually, Leafstorm hardly ever gets off track. But once she’s on a track, it may be hard to pull her away from it for something else more important or even less dangerous. It made her a good apprentice and a good warrior, just perhaps without restraint.
Hopeless Romantic & Dreamer;; What she doesn’t like telling many cats is that she’s actually a deep, true romantic. It’s her kithood dream that she never wanted to pursue too deeply. A cat like her, settled with a mate, kits, and a happy life? Preposterous. Besides, she still suffers from minor paranoia and may think the toms want nothing to do with her because of it. She does have big hopes to have the regular life like that, even if she may need lots of convincing to admit it. She adores the idea of being in love and having forever to spend her life with that tom. Or as long as forever will allow them. Her mother always used to say how happy she was having Leafkit around and being a queen. In fact, her mother used to spend her remaining moons with the queens since she lacked the ability to properly hunt or fight. That one trait was passed down to her and now she fears she may end up living alone because her big dreams and romantic tendencies aren’t being addressed.
History:
[/justify]When born, Leaf was nothing but a little kit with one brother, Darkness. The two of them were nothing but loners with a kittypet father and a loner mother. Both of them never were expected to be anything special. They were just random kits, nothing more than that. It had been a very strange back history with the love of Spider and Rose, two cats that had gone through many twolegs before finding each other. Then when Rose grew fat with kits, she wanted to run off so nobody would harm them or take them away from her. Spider was too scared to leave the precious lap of luxury he had been living on for so long. It wasn’t right. And Rose, heartbroken, left him.
The two kits were raised up on caution, more so than what others might’ve been. Rose had them in an unknown area and trusted nothing beyond the little den she called home. For Leaf, it was a trap. There was so much more out there to explore, to do! Why couldn’t they do that? Little Leaf just bowed her head and accepted it, trying to forget the idea of ever leaving. Even if she wanted to, to look into her poor mother’s eyes and see the worrisome glitter was almost too much. So Leaf learned quickly: stay put. Darkness, however, was not so much a quick learner.
On one evening of their third moon, he yowled his complaints of boredom before taking out into the real world. Leaf tried to stop him but she didn’t go on after her brother. Her mother would be furious if both of them got there. The little kit just bowed her head and sat at the entrance of the den, wondering where he was and if he was okay. Rose returned and was told of what happened before she too disappeared right back into the grasses she had always run into during the day. The sun rose up and then down casting an evening glow on everything before Rose returned. Darkness did not follow her pawsteps.
It took time for Leaf to accept that her brother was gone for good, not to be remembered anymore. Rose refused to talk about him and for Leaf it was a shame because Darkness had been such a good cat. Forgetting him was dreadful. This was when Rose finally decided to leave their home in the den and migrate elsewhere. It was good to get out and it gave Leaf so much time to grow into a grand young kit. She was talkative and playful, always making up stories of how she’d be the scariest cat alive, leading a group of loners to show those that defied them who was the boss. Rose only smiled and nodded, showing less interest in Leaf and more in survival. She was so unaware of the danger they were. Not that a Kit would ever truly know the dangers until it was too late.
Travelling as long as they did, two moons passed and Leaf was a healthy kit still at five moons of age. But they had travelled so far, what had they been looking for? One day a group of cats came across them and growled and hissed with distaste. They had been trespassing and now they wanted Rose gone. The mother looked frantic when she knew she stood no chance against them, but she also heard the words that brought some comfort to her ears.
“SkyClan.”
Leaf at the time didn’t know, but Rose knew very well about the clans. They were banded cats, ones that helped kits always and could feed one another. So the she-cat pleaded her case to these warriors, begging them for mercy and explaining they were wandering loners searching for a safe home. Leaf was her main cause in the whole argument, proving to be a valid point in what she said. The warriors hesitated but agreed to let her and the kit come with them to camp.
In short, the two were welcomed (by the leader) into the Clan though not so much by others at first. Rosepetal, her new name, and Leafkit felt so different about it. Leafkit was glad to have kits to play with though they’d mention that she smelled funny and she looked weird, talked weird. Leafkit stood up for herself and told them, “So? You guys all smell like you do, talk like you do- what if to somebody else, that’s weird?” And Rosepetal knew she didn’t need to defend Leafkit anymore.
She became Leafpaw to a warrior, Addertooth, and already could see the other apprentices muttering about her. Perhaps this set off a sort of anger in her, a disgust that forced her to turn around and be the hardest working apprentice (so she thought). Not that this was a good thing. She often worked herself to the bone and let it smugly wiggle into her mind. Leafpaw didn’t want to be like the others. She was SkyClan now but she would always be simply Leaf inside.
She grew up proud and bad tempered, fighting anybody that gave a bad eye towards her and her mother. Leafpaw was more vicious than what others expected and her mentor tried to control it though often he could not. The only thing that rounded her off was Rosepetal’s death, caused by something unknown though enough to drain her energy to a mere whisper. On the dying breath, Rosepetal looked up at her and said, “Always be yourself. Nobody can control you. But you don’t have to prove anything, Leafpaw. You never needed to prove anything.”
At first the apprentice didn’t understand why her mother would say this. But once she was gone, that was it. Leafpaw refused to mourn and went back to her regular routine without care. Rosepetal was wrong. She did have to prove something… didn’t she? It was all so confusing for her and to this day she doesn’t understand what her mother meant.
Eventually she became a warrior known as Leafstorm and she’s tried to simmer down though her temper is still, by comparison, extremely explosive. She’s worked so hard for the Clan up to this point that now she’s looking at it and thinking it’s time to work for herself. She should be a real Clan cat, find a mate and such. Still, that accepting tom is sometimes a difficulty to find. Is there one out there?
Other: None
Roleplaying Example: See Mudpaw
