Leafwhisker -- She-Cat -- WindClan

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Name: Leafwhisker

Gender: She-cat

Age: 26 moons

Rank: Warrior

Prefix Meaning: Leaf - Leaves in Fall are many colors like tortoiseshell pelts.

Suffix Meaning: Whisker - Just because. xD

Clan: WindClan

Quick Description: A pretty, slender dark tortoiseshell she-cat with a dappled coat, white underbelly and light blue eyes.

Physical Description: Leafwhisker is a young, tortoiseshell she-cat. Her pelt is silky and soft. She is slender she-cat. Her blue eyes sparkle wildly in the moonlight like a thousand diamonds were placed purposely into them. She has long legs, making her a fast runner. She has a pink-black nose and long white whiskers. She has powerful claws that are good for killing prey. She is also known to have a sweet scent.

Her tortoiseshell pelt has a fine dappled pattern of many colors: red, black, chocolate, and cinnamon. Its kinda like she's cloaked in all the lovely colors of Fall-leaf, thats how she got her name. Unlike other tortoiseshell cats, she has more white fur on her then normal. She has long tail, soft fur, that helps keep her warm in the coldness of the leaf-bare nights.

Personality: Leafwhisker is really sweet cat. She very playful and energetic. She has an easygoing. She is always tries her very best. Her loyalties are with both WindClan and StarClan. Leafwhisker is also a very patient and understanding young cat. Leafwhisker hopes to be a wonderful mentor to an apprentice one day. Leafwhisker cares for everyone in her clan. She always trying her best to avoid fights, she is usually trying to break them up. She can be quite friendly once you get to know her, but doesn't take too kindly to strangers. She can be very stubborn too. Leafwhisker dislikes Leaf-bare, because she don't like snow and its cold. She is a better hunter than a fighter. She can be very mysterious at times.

She follows the warrior code down to the word, and doesn't disobey it just a bit. Being a cat with her past, it's not surprising. Leafwhisker enjoys hunting rabbits and other animals. She doesn't enjoy fighting, but that doesn't mean she won't lift a paw to defend herself. She's quite a natural at fighting really. The tortoiseshell she-cat is proud, determined, and stubborn at times. She doesn't let anyone push her around, and doesn't let anyone take advantage of her, not if she can do anything about it. If she has her mind set on something, there's no convincing her to change it.


Apprentice: Tawnypaw

Love Interest: She is currently single

Kin: Read History

History:
As Kits: Leafkit was born and raised in WindClan all her life. Lightstreak, her mother, was a wonderful tortoiseshell queen with golden amber eyes. She was the mate of Goldenflame, he was an golden tabby tom with bright blue eyes. Lightstreak and Goldenflame were great parents to two kits: Bramblekit and Leafkit. She was the youngest in the litter of two. They were born on a warm Leaf-fall day when the leaves on the trees where changing color. That how she got her name Leafkit from all of the pretty trees. Lightstreak and Goldenflame raised their kits with a lot of love and support. Both Bramblekit and Leafkit grew up to be very well-behaved kits.

As Apprentices: Lightstreak and Goldenflame were thrilled when both Bramblekit and Leafkit became apprentices. Bramblepaw showed good potential a true warrior of WindClan. Leafpaw wasn't as heroic when it came to her older brother, but she really enjoyed hunting. Its was a passion for her. A little while after her kits became apprentice, Lightstreak was killed in bad battle. Goldenflame feeling alone without his mate, retired as an elder shortly. Then a few moons later, he joined Starclan after an outbreak of Greencough came into WindClan. Sadly, it also took Bramblepaw's life as well before Leafpaw or Bramblepaw became warriors. Leafpaw vowed she would do her best to make her family especially Bramblepaw proud of her.

As a Warrior: When Leafwhisker become warrior, she immediately advanced in skill and respect as a Warrior and she taught herself to become more independent. She looks up to Fernstar for support and since her mother died, she has developed a motherly nature towards the kits and apprentices of WindClan or any Clan really. Leafwhisker wants her life in WindClan to be as great as her parents and brother's lives were. She also hopes that one day, she would find a loving mate and have kits later in life.


Roleplay Example: A dark tortoiseshell she-cat walked slowly outside the Warrior's Den into the bright morning sun. She stretched and yawned slightly, then she glanced around the camp clearing. From a distance she could hear the mewing of the kits in the nursery. Leafwhisker purred to herself. Kits are just so cute. She took deep breath and enjoy the fresh air, but it the biting cold gripped her lungs in an awfully painful way and so she stopped. The cold air did nothing to improve her mood which was already foul because of her terriable night. The little piece of sunshine that managed to fight its way through the cold air suddenly disappeared as frigid grey clouds swooped overhead.

"Thats just great," Leafwhisker muttered quietly to herself, fluffing out her coat in an attempt to conserve some heat against her skin. Some hunting should put blood back into her aching limbs. Giving herself a quick shake, she went out of camp.

Sighing, she trotted up to some bushes and sniffed around, trying to catch a whiff of any scent that might signify a decent meal. Something cold landed on her nose. What? Snow? Looking up, she saw that millions of snowflakes were floating down from the sky toward her in a peaceful manner. A sudden wind buffeted the tiny little icicles and they whirled around furiously, blowing into Leafwhisker’s coat. Cursing, she tried to smooth the ruffled fur down but sighed in annoyance as more wind blew around her. She didn’t want a snowstorm on her paws. Leaping lightly over the bush, she tried to spot a place to get warm. It would not be good to get caught in a snowstorm. Looking around for shelter, she continued her cursing spree as the air thickened with white sharp snowflakes blowing against her face and causing her eyes to narrow. "Oh, how I hate leaf-bare!" She hissed walking under a bramble bush.

[Yellowstar]

She seems fine, I'm too lazy to run it through a word counter at the moment but it seems to be enough. >w< Welcome to WindClan.