Post by flameh on Jun 22, 2010 20:40:07 GMT -5
Name: Emberstare
Age: 22 Moons
Clan: River
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Female
Appearance: Emberstare is a muscular built she-cat. She has large paws and large sized ears. She has a beautiful light ginger pelt. Her ginger pelt is marked by dark ginger patches and stripes. She has stunning amber eyes.
Personality: Emberstare is a friendly she-cat. She loves to make friends with anyone, be it from her clan or another. She enjoys sitting outside the nursery and chatting with the kits and queens. She wants to have kits of her own some day so she often offers to ‘watch’ the kits while the queens get a break. She has been known to have an upbeat attitude. Cats often say she can brighten their day with her attitude. She is careful not to let her blindness get to her. She hates being treated differently because she’s blind, because she doesn’t think she's that different than everyone else. She is very determined when it comes to being a warrior. She has spent much of her life learning to cope with her blindness and fulfill her duties. She is ferocious in battle because she knows how to use her heightened senses to her advantage. Sometimes she plays the part of a weak warrior just to turn and strike with the element of surprise.
Fears;
- ShadowClan
- Going deaf
- Being alone
- Death
Likes;
- Hunting
- Being with kits
- Having friends
- Learning new skills
Personal Quote: "Bet I can catch more than you"
History Who’s there? Oh, hello Marshkit. Oh you want to know about my past and hear the story of how I went blind again? Okay, take a seat.
Well as you know I wasn’t born blind, in fact I had a gift when I was born. I was praised for being able to see small movements that others could not. Well anyway I was born to my mother, Mistpelt and my father, Sparrowfur. I was born as an only kit. I had a very normal kit hood, it consisted of me getting into trouble with the other kits.
When I was made an apprentice, I was given Littlefoot as a mentor. He was looking forward to developing my sharp sight. I excelled at hunting because I could see the smallest movements in the water. I was also a decent fighter because I had good reflexes. Sadly that all changed when I was involved in a border skirmish with ShadowClan. As far as I knew then talking came before fighting but this time it did not. There were more ShadowClan cats than RiverClan and I ended up facing a senior warrior rather than the apprentice they had. He completely blind sided me and attacked me, using all his weight and strength. I was in so much pain as he raked his claws along my eyes and tore into my body. I was lucky to end up just blind and not in StarClan. I was 8 moons at the time of the battle. I spent 5 moons recovering from my injuries and adjusting to the fact I was blind. I was told that I would never manage to be a warrior but I begged for the chance to try and I got it. I put extra time into training and developing the use of my other senses to replace my sight. I shocked everyone when I proved that I could hunt and battle like anyone else.
Finally just 3 short moons ago I was given my warrior name. And there you have it Marshkit, that’s my story.
Mother: Mistpelt
Father: Sparrowfur
Siblings: None
Mentor: Littlefoot
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