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Post by .:{Crag}:. on Jun 2, 2009 12:11:44 GMT -5
Name:
Wrenflight
Age:
23 Moons
Gender:
She-cat
Clan:
JaggedClan
Rank:
Warrior
Appearance:
Wrenflight is an extremely stunning she-cat. The texture of her fur is like that of a kittypet, soft and nearly perfect; she takes pride in her appearance. It is a bit on the thick side, though does not make her look puffy in any way. Not short, but not terribly long, Wrenflight's fur is just at the perfect length. Her tail is long and almost majestic looking, like it was meant to be a kit's plaything. Her offspring agree. Around this she-cat's face the fur is at its most thin level, the length just about as short as a regular tabby. It flairs out slightly on the edges near her whiskers, giving her face a rather wide look to it. As you go down her neck the fur starts to thicken slowly, and her chest is the most 'poofy' area of her body.
Now onto color, this is where Wrenflight's beauty comes in. On her back and upper part of her legs the base color is a light brown. It is not quite as light as a tan-sandy color, but looks more like the shade of tree bark. Next, it is flecked lightly with a darker brown. Wrenflight is a cross tabby-mountain cat mix, so there are a few black looking stripes that make her look like a wanna be tabby, though she is more on the mountain side. The under part of her legs are a lighter brown, and her underbelly fades into an off white that stretches onto her chest as well. Her tail is the same shade as her back, although in the right light it looks to fade lighter towards her tip. Last, this she-cat's face is the lightest color of her body, still a brown but looking almost tan as it fades toward the center.
On the topic of Wrenflight's face, I shall go on to explain her eyes. They are a strange, often changing color it seems, though it just depends on how the light hits them. The color is suppose to be aqua, a little bit of blue and green mixed together. Then, the confusing part is when the sun hits them just right. This makes them look like a light blue; almost silver. At night, they look green. A confusing arrangement of colors has caused clanmates heads to spin when they pay attention to it.
The rest of Wrenflight's face is pretty much plain and simple. Her whiskers are white and the same length as any other cat's. Her nose sits in the middle of her face; just like everyone else, and is a dark pink color that is outlined in black. She has sharp, ivory teeth than line a tongue the same color as her nose. I'm sure you will find many others with the same thing XD.
Personality:
If Wrenflight were a human, she would be the life of the party, the class clown, the student body president, and everything in between. There is only one word to describe her: FUN! She is energetic, easily excitable, and rather hyper at times. Some call her annoying, some entertaining, but it seems as though she can make anyone smile. Her happiness rubs off on everyone, and this she-cat is a good way to get the clan pumped for something; even if it is as simple as a hunting party. It is as if she never stops moving, talking, or having a great time during any part of the day. Luckily, though, Wrenflight has is her ability to know when to stop. There is a time and place to be energetic and funny, and that is not when a clanmate is stalking a rabbit. That time is not during a clan meeting, and that time is not when a fellow JaggedClanner is trying to sleep. No, this warrior knows when its time to turn it down a notch, and this is why many like her.
Wrenflight has a leadership ability, though it won't ever be strong enough for her to be clan leader. She is like the older sister of JaggedClan; always being nice to those who no one is ever nice to. She is very well known for getting along with pretty much anyone you stick her with, starting from her first trip to the Elder's Den as an apprentice. The reason this she-cat could never be Wrenstar is because of her terrible decision making skills. Tough things like boarder fights possibly turning into wars would put a massive amount of stress on her shoulders; she is too used to talking things out. As a small scale leader, though, she does an exceptional job.
This next trait is one of my favorite parts of Wrenflight. If she has an opinion, she is going to let you know. She doesn't care what your ranked. Some of her favorite phrases are "I don't agree with that.", "That seems like a pretty mousebrained thing to do.", and "That doesn't seem very fair." If someone retorts, she will say something back, and eventually Wrenflight has gotten herself into yet another debate. Talking and convincing is like breathing for her, she knows just how to put the words together. Charismatic, you could say. This she-cat has her beliefs and she is sticking to them. If you try to change them, well, you'd better know how to stick with your own beliefs, because Wrenflight's getting ready to drag you to her side.
Past:
This she-cat had one of those kithoods where nothing of particular interest happened. She was born in the Nursery in Newleaf along with her sister, Boundkit. They suffered from no sickness, nothing attacked the Nursery, and their mother and father were both living throughout their kithood. Wrenkit and Boundkit had the normal sibling relationship: love, play, fight, hate, then love again. Their mother, Marshtail, kept things from getting chaotic and disciplined them just like a regular mother. Three moons into Wrenkit's life, another litter was born. They were all toms: Cheetahkit, Auburnkit, and Rushkit. She became fast friends with Cheetahkit, and they spent the remaining part of kithood together. Then, seeing as Wrenkit and Boundkit were older, they became apprentices first.
Finally the leash tied to the Nursery was untied, and the two sisters became Wrenpaw and Boundpaw. This is where the excitment started. Wrenpaw's mentor's name was Angerstrike, who lived up to his name. The tom had a temper, but other than that was a decent mentor. He rarely spoke(unless on an angry rampage), and usually taught through example. If they were learning to fight, Wrenpaw would fight with Angerstrike until someone won. They practiced climbing for her final test by using trees, rocks, slopes, or anything they could get their paws on. Angerstrike kept Wrenpaw so busy, she had very little time to spend with Cheetahkit, even when he was made an apprentice as well. Then, their friendship blossomed again at a double training session.
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It was fairly early in the morning, but Wrenpaw wasn't tired. She rarely was, in fact. Especially since training started. The apprentice trotted energetically behind Angerstrike down the path that she knew oh so well: They were headed to the Training Clearing. Wrenpaw looked upward into the sky; not many clouds and a bright sun. It was a beautiful day. Aqua eyes wandered more, wanting to find things to stare at. She saw the split rock in the distance, and immediately snapped back into reality. Wrenpaw knew, as every other JaggedClanner, that snakes liked to dwell in this area, and that you had to be careful where you set your paws. Finally they arrived at the clearing; or rather a spot with more grass than rocks, which is rare in this territory. Wrenpaw's heart leaped as her eyes meet with Cheetahpaw's. He looked excited to see her.
Cheetahpaw's mentor stood and exchanged looks with Angerstrike. Suddenly, the two warriors lunged at the opposite's apprentice without warning, claws sheathed. Wrenpaw yelped in surprise and attempted to evade, but failed. She found herself pinned by Ragingstorm; a well respected she-cat throughout the clan. The apprentice battered the warrior's belly with her hind paws, and wriggled madly, snapping at her paws. Ragingstrom loosened her grip, and Wrenpaw was able to push her off and counterattack with a yowl. Then something else happened that wasn't expected, Ragingstorm leaped at Angerstrike, who was tussling with Cheetahpaw. The sides had switched, apparently, and the two mentors were now fighting. Confused, Wrenpaw exchanged looks with the other apprentice. He looked dumbfounded.
Then the fighting stopped.
"The enemy never changes." Stated Angerstrike, "Nothing on the battlefield should distract you from the enemy. Wrenpaw, you should know this by know, you only have a short time before your test." Wrenpaw stared at her paws, then looked up at Cheetahpaw.
He was looking back at her fondly, as if she had just won a battle.
Needless to say, Cheetahpaw and Wrenpaw's friendship turned into something more serious as soon as Wrenpaw became Wrenflight. Cheetahpaw was renamed Cheetahfang, and the two became mates. It wasn't long before she was expecting kits, and after their birth the couple named them as follows: Pridekit, Gracekit, Tornkit, and Surgekit. They are now 5 moons.
Relationships:
Mother: Marshtail(Dead)
Father: Weaseltooth(Dead)
Sister: Boundstrike(Played by Thistle)
Mate: Cheetahfang(UFA)
Kits: Pridekit, Gracekit, Surgekit, and Tornkit(All UFA, I'll be making a litter bio.)
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