Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2010 3:28:00 GMT -5
Name:
Heatherheart
Age:
31 moons
Gender:
She-cat
Clan:
ThunderClan
Apprentice:
None
Rank:
Queen
Love Interest:
Sootclaw -- Icy.
Kin:
Bluestream: Mother, ThunderClan -- NPC.
Whitewhisker: Father, WindClan -- NPC.
Froststorm: Sister, ThunderClan -- NPC.
Icenose: Brother, ThunderClan -- NPC.
Silverfrost: Sister, ThunderClan -- NPC.
First litter:
Swallowpaw: Daughter, ThunderClan -- Icy.
Ivykit: Son, StarClan -- NPC.
Second litter:
Reedkit: Son, ThunderClan -- Mousy.
Description:
[/justify]Heatherheart is a really beautiful cat. She's well built and muscular, with powerful shoulders, a long tail and beautiful eyes. But, her best feature is certainly her pelt. While it is short, is is very soft and smooth, and it is impossible to deny that she looks beautiful for it.
She is relatively large with quite thin, soft fur, which is honey-coloured at the base, with caramel and brown stripes and a white belly. Her tail and limbs are all quite long, and her paws are small. She has a good many relatively long whiskers, and a round head with slightly rounded ears perched atop it. The stripes on her legs are black, on her back they are brown and on his chest they are honey-coloured.
Her eyes and a sort of grey-blue colour, like the lake on a bad day, and they are wide and large, with a certain elegance to them, although her beauty isn't really her main concern. She's more concerned with looking after Reedkit.
Personality:
[/justify]Heatherkit is a kindly cat, who cares more about her kits than about herself. If Reedkit or Swallopaw were in any sort of distress, she would always drop whatever she was doing and rush to their aid. That's just her.
While in her youth, Heatherheart was a real flirt, flirting with every tom she set eyes on (and once mistaking an immasculate she-cat for a tom. Embarrassing, that...), she is now a very settled, dedicated she-cat, given only to her mate, she she is madly in love with. Certainly, she's a loving thing.
Don't be fooled by the soft exterior, though. Heatherheart is a mother, and therefore willing to do anything to protect her kits. Anything. And she won't stop short of murder. So be warned.
She is, however, an extremely friendly cat - she likes to chat to her friends, and likes to play with kits - and will always make a new queen feel welcome to the nursery, and is always happy to look after the other queens' kits, so that they can go out.
She never really wanted to be a warrior, but she still tried undeniably hard, just so her training could end quickly. Because by her tenth moon, she had already fallen for Ivyclaw.
History:
[/justify]Unlike most cats, Heatherheart's history does not begin with her birth, but it begins ten moons before, when Whitewhisker of WindClan fell in love with Bluestream of ThunderClan. Bluestream was a beautiful she-cat, and Whitewhisker was, by her standards, at least, quite ugly. But he was infatuated with her, and he wouldn't take no for an answer, so he forced Bluestream to mate with him, and three moons later, their kits where born: Frostkit, Icekit, Silverkit and Heatherkit. Little Heatherkit looked nothing like any of her family, which very much confused Bluestream, but she still loved her. She loved all of her kits, because they were her kits. But she resented Whitewhisker, and she wouldn't let him see his kits. She had had her whole life ahead of her, but now she was lying in the nursery with four kits, poor creature. She was actually angry with WindClan as a whole.
Before long, the four kits opened their eyes. While Frostkit, Silverkit and Icekit were always fighting frantically - no claws, obviously - Heatherkit was more concerned with the other residents of the nursery, and she often hung around with the other queens and older kits. She just prefered it that way - the other queens were quieter, and the older kits were much more mature than her siblings and the other kits her age were. Makes sense, does it not?
When she reached her fifth moon, she finally noticed Ivypaw, a twelve-moon-old apprentice. Certainly, Frostkit and Silverkit didn't htink him too handsome, but Heatherkit disagreed, and started spending all the time with the apprentice. When Ivypaw was made warrior, she came to chant his name.
Soon enough, the four siblings became apprentices. Frostpaw, Heatherpaw and Icepaw were apprenticed to kindly cats, Heatherpaw's mentor a young she-cat just out of apprenticeship, but Silverpaw was not so lucky. Her mentor was an irritable, lazy old tom who, according to the silver she-cat, at least, stank horribly. It was obvious that Silverpaw hated him, but, then again, he didn't really like Silverpaw, so fair enough.
Nethertheless, Heatherpaw, Silverpaw, Frostpaw and Icepaw all graduated apprenticeship, becoming Froststorm, Icenose, Silverfrost and Heatherheart.
And Heatherheart was now allowed to have kits with Ivyclaw, now 20 moons old. So, they tried for kits.
Aged fifteen moons old, Heatherheart finally fell pregnant, although she didn't realise it at that time (obviously). When she was a moon pregnant, she moved to the nursery, and stayed there.
Her first kits were born, and she named them Swallowkit - the little she cat - and Ivykit - the tom.
They were born just before the terrible leaf-bare, but, for their first moon, at least, the two kits were the picture of health and happiness.
Then, tragedy struck.
Poor, poor Ivykit. Taken before he was even three moons. But it didn't stop Heatherheart. No. What didn't kill her could only make her stronger. While she mourned the loss of her kit with the rest of her Clan, she kept looking after Swallowkit, and on her sixth moon, Swallowkit became Swallowpaw, and Heatherheart went to the warriors' den.
Swallowpaw's mentor was to be the kindly Pinestorm, which was a popular choice, although Heatherheart's little troublemarker still acted up a lot. Although it was quite funny.
Aged twenty-four-and-a-half moons, Heatherheart fell pregnant again, and again by Ivyclaw. And, three moons on, a single kit was born - the adorable little Reedkit, whose name was suggested by Swallowpaw, because of his resemblance to the reeds on RiverClan's side of the river. They both agreed that this was a good name, and so Reedkit was named Reedkit.
Aged two moons, Reedkit finally opened his eyes - and he was always a shy little thing from then on. He was scared of everything, and wouldn't even leave the nursery without his sister or mother there, not that Heatherheart could work out why. It was cute, though.
And now, a moon-and-a-half later, Heatherheart is a queen in ThunderClan, looking after her kit, Reedkit.
She thinks she'll stay in the nursery.
Roleplay example:
[/justify]Lalala
Other:
[/justify]Icy, does the History tie in OK?
Yes, I used a calculator.
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