Post by faraway on Jun 10, 2008 17:11:41 GMT -8
Name: Swiftfeather
Age:24 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Dawnclan
Appearance: Swiftfeather is a light ginger she-cat with cool gray eyes that betray nothing but a sense of haughtiness which surrounds the warrior wherever she may be. Darker stripes mark the she-cat as a tabby and run across her back and up her tail. Swiftfeather's paws are a creamy white that blends with the delicate pink of her paw pads. Despite the dainty manner in which Swiftfeather carries herself, muscles glean her flank and legs and give her the look of a hard worker, normal for a warrior. She is somewhat larger than the average warrior, though not so much - it is mainly used for intimidation. Swiftfeather's tail is long and curls around, brushing the soft fur that covers all cats. Yet Swiftfeather never glides; she struts about in arrogant demeanor.
Voice: Swiftfeather's voice is rather snooty and has a wide range of volumes for all occasions. When she is feeling stern, her voice deepens and grows only somewhat louder, and she speaks in a menacing tone. However, when Swiftfeather is truly angry, her voice rings out and loftiness is replaced with indigence. When the warrior is the opposite, however, her voice brightens and grows, not loud, but easier to understand.
Battle: Swiftfeather uses strength and provocation to defeat her enemy. She generally prefers to taunt them into doing something stupid, which makes them far easier to defeat. She uses less speed, however, than brute force of her large build to defeat particularly calm and collected enemies.
Personality: Several traits can describe cats of Dawnclan. Loyal, different, and cooperative are a few for some cats, but every personality differs. Swiftfeather has an interesting personality compared to many cats, but it can hardly set her apart from the various traits of Dawnclan. The warrior is imperious and aloof and puts herself in a higher spot than other warriors, although she treats them with the respect that is a rule in the Clan. She is a sort-of half-Deputy, if you will, or at least she would prefer one think that. The she-cat has a keen sense of being able to tell personalities, which can become disconcerting. Swiftfeather has a fatal flaw, like many cats, and that is pride. The warrior has too much pride, of herself, her Clan, her friends, and (if she ever has any) her kits. She can be hard to please, and can expect a lot out of a warrior, which can put stress and a feeling of not doing enough upon the cat she is communicating with. Yet occasionally that sense of 'work must be done' can be used in order to get something done in time.
History: Kit: Swiftkit was born into many of the cats which live in the Clan today. She was never short of playmates to play with, and she soon knew very well many of the cats which reside in Dawnclan this day. Several cats rose up higher even as they knew Swiftkit - she even watched Swiftstar pass away and Waterstar become the new leader. Swiftkit had always been proud that the leader had the same beginning as her, but she was quite commanding even young, and any traces of the past were lost into the present.
Apprentice: Swiftpaw strived to be the best apprentice she possible could, and failed miserably. Every day, when the apprentice came back from training, she immediately sat down to listen to tales of woe from elders, warriors, and other apprentices. The apprentice took care to always know everything going on in the Clan, and so had trouble concentrating on studies during that time. However, even as a warrior, Swiftfeather likes to be in the know. Later on in her apprenticeship, Swiftpaw took less time listening to the tales and more time eavesdropping on and following the leader and deputy, in the hopes of learning things first and relating them to the Clan. Despite this, the apprentice became a warrior on time and even got in a (grudging, but still there) good word about her fighting skills.
Warrior: Swiftfeather has vividly upheld her position as grandiose gossiper, as she can be known as in the Clan. The she-cat has never felt out of place growing up or remaining in the Clan, and even can quickly learn the personalities of cats while they're still kits. She still likes to study from afar and separate herself from warriors, but she is not left out - a fact Swiftfeather likes very much.
Family: Runningstorm - Father
Brindlethroat - Mother
SW: Swiftfeather strode quickly through the territory in which Dawnclan resided. She had brilliant news of a forbidden meeting on the border and was aching to tell it to the Clan. The warrior was not on hunting duty, so she did not mind that her pawsteps thudded across the dewy grass. Swiftfeather had walked these paths so many times before; her paws instantly found the way through the winding undergrowth, around the roots and the nettle. The ginger cat's eyes darted around her as she ran, for this news was hers and if anyone were to get to camp before here, the she-cat would be positively devastated. With this in mind, Swiftfeather quickened her pace and raced towards the camp - it was only a few pawsteps ahead.
Other: N/A
