Willowgaze--Windclan

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Name: Willowgaze
Age: 28 moons
Clan: Windclan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Female
Appearence: Willowgaze is a small fluffy grey she-cat with big greyish blue eyes. She has rings of darker grey going around her from the tip of her tail right to her muzzle. She has a bright pink nose and long feathery whiskers. Her paws are very tiny. However her ears are very large and almost look to big for her petite head! Willowgaze has a very short tail, almost looking like just a fluff ball and not a tail. She may be tiny but under all the fluff she has sleek, lean muscles that are courtesy of Windclan.
Personality: Willowgaze is a very shy she-cat for the most part. When she is around other cats, especially ones that are bigger then her or from other clans she is almost completely silent. This is mainly due to the fact that she is always day dreaming about something, whether it be hunting with a tom that loves her, playing with little kits, or about what it would be like if her mother were alive and her father was known. Since she is almost always in a dream state when not in battle or hunting most cats tend to just look at her wierd and leave her alone. When she is around her friends, which are select few as many cats just seem to forget about her because she is so shy and quiet, she is very happy and cheery and energetic. In her mind, Willowgaze just wants to be noticed, to not be so shy but she cant figure out how to be outgoing like all the other cats seem to be. But this is all her camp personality. When in battle Willowgaze is very methodical, careful and quick witted. She plans every attack presicily. She watches her opponent and learns with every blow dealt where their weak points are and mercilessly attacks then until they flee from her grasp.

Fears;

• dieing
  
• never finding out who her father is
  
• not having a family
  
• drowning
  
• fire
  

Likes;

• hunting
  
• day dreaming
  
• fighting
  
• running just because
  
• playing with the little kits in the clan
  

Personal Quote: Dreaming is something I do so I dont feel so alone.

History Willowgaze had a normal kithood for the most part. Her mother was a Windclan cat, she died giving birth, and her father no one knew so he was a mystery. Although some cats have their theories as to who he might be because Willowgaze had to get the fluffy fur from somewhere. The she-cat that took care of Willowgaze when she was just a kit was kind to her. Only speaking of how wonderful Willowgaze was and how proud her mother would have been. It was as if speaking of her father was forbidden, and unspoken rule not to. Willowgaze asked about him once but her adopted mother quickly changed the subject. She still wonders often if her father is still out there, does he know he has a daughter and most importantly if he is and does know about her, why isnt he there for her? She wasnt like other kits though, she was very quiet and none of the other kits ever wanted to play with her because they thought she was boring so Willowgaze had a kithood of solitude. She would sit just outside the nursery entrance and watch the clouds above floating by or see the other kits play fighting. Sometimes when she was really feeling lonely she would day dream about what her father would be like and who her mother was said to be, and sometimes even dream about what if her mother hadnt died, and her father was there. Willowgaze's apprenticeship was a little better then her kithood, although not by much. She still day dreamed about what her life wouldve been like or who her father was or if she would ever have a family, but not as often as she used to. Her mentor kept her very busy with cleaning out the elders den, as she was the only one who didnt complain so she had to do it alot, or hunting and battle training. The only thing Willowgaze loved to do all the time was battle training as everyone underestimated her wth her size and quiet nature. Willowgaze learned quickly and dealt deadly accurate blows to her opponents weak points whenever possible. This surprised her mentor and the other apprentices and their mentors very much. Willowgaze rarely spoke during battle training, she would just watch and nodd or shake her head when her mentor asked her questions. She would only speak when another apprentice was having trouble with a technique, she would quietly tell them what they were doing wrong and how to fix it. Other then that Willowgaze's apprenticeship was a quiet uneventfull one. She has been a warrior for a little while now but is still forgotten about alot. She still wishes that she knew who her father was and she is always looking for a mate as all she wants is for some cat to see through her shyness and understand her like no other cat has.

Mother:Snowwhisker-died while giving birth, adopted mother(who took care of her)- Petaltail
Father: unknown
Siblings: none
Mentor: Thornfur
Other: Mates-none Elders-none

Role Play Example;

Willowgaze stepped quietly around the other sleeping warriors as she made her way silently out of their den. It was mid day and some of the warriors were sleeping off the gathering the night before. Not feeling hungry, Willowgaze walked past the fresh kill pile and up to one of the senior warriors who seemed to be looking for cats for some hunting patrols. Willowgaze sat down with the group of cats, near the back so she wouldnt get in any other cats way. The warrior nodded to her to show he saw her there. Then he bagan dividing up the patrols. When cats were given their assignments they would get up and walk to where the other members of the patrol were waiting for them. By the time every other cat had gotten their assignment the senior warrior must have forgotten that Willowgaze was sitting their waiting to be assigned to a patrol as well because he stood up and mewed "Alright, everyone has their patrol, now lets go hunting!" and all the cats bounded away and dissappeared through the tunnel. Willowgaze sighed in sadness and walked slowly to the little corner of the camp where she would sit and watch the clouds and what not. She curled herself up in a little, fluffy ball and stared up at the sky, the sun hitting her pelt and warming it. Closing her eyes gently, she started to drift off to sleep all the while thinking sadly Forgotten....again.

[skittles & poison]

Accepted