Post by Måø§† on Feb 19, 2008 20:52:12 GMT -8
Name: Fernstep
Age: 22 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Mistclan
Apprentice/Mentor: None
Appearance: Fernstep is a very petite and thin cat, she is sleek and young. She has snow white fur, usually clean although not always well licked. She is a seal point, a mask of black or very dark brown covers her small face, ears, and muzzle. Little dark brown boots on all of her paws and beautiful blue eyes that seem to capture the clear blue sky on a sunny day.
Voice: Fernsteps voice is on the higher pitch, although sometimes soft. It is always lively and seems to have the spirit of a kit in it.
Battle: In battle Fernstep is small and agile. You best watch out for her speed and her size. She may be quick and small enough to not be able to see until she is seconds away from you.
Personality: Fernstep never rid of her kit spunk and her ability to entertain and annoy. She is always fun and will help you with any problem you have. She is easy to trust, although sometimes pities other things to easily.
History: As a kit, Fernstep made friends immediatly with Sunwing, even before her eyes were open. She was an only kit, and got to know both Sunwing and her brother. She, Fernstep, and came to think of each other as siblings and always did everything together.
As an apprentice, Fernstep always played hard and usually got into trouble because she wasn't always focused. She was the entertainment with a lot of the camp, and in the apprentice den. She trained hard when she wanted to and easily mastered some of the battle and hunting moves. Although not as skilled as some of the other apprentices, she kept her hopes and always contributed. She was always eager to try new things, she and Sunwing. Around nine moons, she and Sunwings brother Rowanpaw became close. Sunwing and Rowanpaws parents had both did in battle, and Fernstep seemed to heal both, but grew closer in a new way with Rowanpaw. Their affection towards each other was easily spotted by the Clan, young and strong. When Rowanpaw disappeared from Mistclan Fernstep was devastated. Although the Clan looked for him, there were no scents or trails. She was loyal to her Clan and did not leave in search of him, although a slightly new Fernstep was introduced. Although still spunky, she had a new sense of maturity to her.
When she was made a warrior she followed the warrior code relectantly and continued to be best friends with Sunwing. Each supported each other, and helped each other out.
Family: Mother: Softbelly, StarClan
Father: Blackpaw, StarClan
SW:
It was dark out when Fernpaw slipped out of the apprentices den. Starpelt shone bright above, and the sky seemed an unusually blue coat. The cat on watch looked intently the opposite direction, out into the quiet forest. Sitting in the shadows of the camp, near the small stream running through, she gazed softly at the horizon and let the cool sound of the water trickling off of the rocks calm her.
A light padding behind her didn't even bring her out of her soft trance. A pelt brushed against her and sat flank to flank beside her. Fernstep had no need to turn, she had memorized the scent over and over again. Letting her small muzzle rest on the shoulder of the cat beside her she breathed in the familiar and sweet scent. "Rowanpaw, when we're warriors, what do you suppose will happen?"
Rowanpaw looked down at her, a deep purr rumbling inside of him. He considered the question, "When we're warriors I suppose we'll fight battles even harder. We'll protect and defend Mistclan even at the cost of our lives."
Fernpaws smiled, Rowanpaw was always loyal to his Clan. She knew he would never leave, he had only dreamed of being a warrior since before his eyes were open. "You'll be a warrior before I, half a moon a suppose. You'll have to wait another moon until I can hang out with you."
Rowanpaw shifted his position, "Nonsense. Even though I won't be in the same den doesn't mean that I won't stay with you during the day," he could catch a glimpse of sadness in Fernpaws eyes, "What is it?"
Fernpaw looked down at her paws and felt her face grow hot, "Its just...I have this weird feeling that something is going to happen to you."
Rowarnpaw nuzzled her gently, "Fernpaw, there's no way something's going to happen to me. I'll always be here to comfort you."
Other: None
