Post by Raccoonfrost on Jun 22, 2010 15:46:05 GMT -5
Name:
Age: 36 moons
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Deputy if not warrior
Gender: Female
Personality: Raccoonfrost is calm, kind, and wise though sometimes she does have her moments. If you push her too far she will snap and cut you up with her sharp tongue. She tries not to let the little things in life phase her and usually doesn't give in to taunts from petty warriors of other clans, Raccoonfrost is all for WindClan pride though. In battle she is quick and ferocious and is ready to draw blood when needed, and only when needed. She respects her leader Illusionstar but sometimes she can't help it and speaks her mind. The tabby warrior is known for sometimes trying to rally up the clan despite her leader's orders. Raccoonfrost has a strong faith in StarClan and tries her best to listen to the warrior code, but sometimes she just has to go with her gut feeling, making her a gutsy and bold warrior in battle, though sometimes this is a big problem for her. Raccoonfrost gets confused and isn't sure if she should follow the Warrior Code or her instinct at times but always tries to come out on top. Every time she gets knocked down, she leaps back to her paws with her fangs bared and fire in her eyes.
Fears;
- Dying
- WindClan falling apart
- Getting stuck in a tunnel underground
- Floods
- Being unable to fight
Likes;
- Running
- Flowers
- Chasing rabbits
- Star gazing
- The wind in her fur
Personal Quote: Why do we fall? So we can learn to pick ourselves back up.
History Raccoonfrost was the only kit of the WindClan warriors Copperface and Swiftheart. She grew up very close to her parents, having no other kin in the clan, always trying to do her best to make her parents proud. Her mentor Stripepelt was wise and cunning, passing on a lot of his skills today and helping to form Raccoonfrost into the great warrior she is today. One day as an apprentice she came back to camp angry, her pelt dusty and ruffled. She had been unable to perform an attack and had become frustrated and ended up yelling at Stripepelt when he tried to correct her. Stripepelt told her father about this out burst and later that day Swiftheart pulled her aside to talk to her. Even to this day she can remember the conversation clearly.
'' Raccoonpaw, it wasn't right for you to yell at Stripepelt like that. He is your mentor and you will give him respect. He was only trying to help you. ''
'' I know Swiftheart, but it was just so frustrating! No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get that stupid move right! I just kept falling and my pelt got all dirty... ''
'' Do you know why we fall, Raccoonpaw? '' He had asked her.
'' No, I don't. Why do we fall? ''
'' So we can learn to pick ourselves back up. '' Swiftheart answered her.
The next day she apologized to Stripepelt though she still didn't get the move right, but every time she fell she just got back up and eventually mastered the move.
Raccoonpaw earned the warrior name Raccoonfrost and was still a young warrior when she went out on patrol with her parents. The had been prowling the moor when a dog had come galloping toward them, fangs bared and tongue lolling about. Swiftheart had charged at it and clawed it in the face and ran in the other direction so the dog wouldn't go after Raccoonfrost or Copperface. By the time the two she-cats found the dog Swiftheart was no where in sight. They defeated the dog and sent it running back to its master and then looked for the missing tom. They looked and looked and eventually found his torn and bloody body in the moor, barley clinging to life. They all knew that StarClan was calling for Swiftheart. Like their conversation when she was an apprentice, Raccoonfrost can still remember their last conversation clearly,
'' Swiftheart, you can't leave me. You can't leave us! Please don't go... I don't know what I'll do without you... ''
'' It's ok Raccoonfrost, I have died a brave death. This is how I would want to go. '' He had replied, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he fought for breath.
'' No, it's not your time Swiftheart! You- ''
'' You know it is my time. It is StarClan's will and we should not question it... ''
There was silence as tears began to stream down Raccoonfrost's face.
'' Do... Do you know why we fall, Raccoonfrost? '' He asked, his voice barley a whisper.
'' So we can learn to pick ourselves up. '' She answered her father.
'' I'm proud of you. I love you both. I can hear StarClan calling my name. One day I will see you again... Goodbye my family. ''
Many moons passed and Copperface eventually died a peaceful death of old age and Stripepelt died in a battle against ThunderClan. Illusionstar took the position of leader and chose Raccoonfrost as deputy. It was her third gathering as deputy she had her first conversation with Jetstripe, deputy of ShadowClan. Raccoonfrost always caught the tom shooting her glances and was a bit flattered because she thought he was handsome. One thing led to another and the two cats met at fourtrees alone. Now the two are secretly in love and are desperately trying to hide their secret from the other cats.
Mother: Copperface
Father: Swiftheart
Siblings: None
Mentor: Stripepelt
Other: Mate: Jetstripe
Appearance: Skinny dark gray tabby she-cat with dark minty green eyes.
Role Play Example;
Raccoonfrost dashed through the moor, her paws barly touching the ground and the wind whistling in her ears. The rabbit dashed madly ahead of her, painfully aware of the distance closing between it and its predator. The tabby she-cat was now less than a tail length away, the scent of rabbit making her mouth water. Without pausing in her sprint, she jumped on the rabbit, her claws squeezing into its shiving body. It kicked once or twice before Raccoonfrost bit its neck, killing it. Thank you StarClan. Was her silent prayer for the fresh-kill.
