Post by Fay on Jul 5, 2013 21:05:59 GMT -5
Dustwing
Gender: She-cat
Age: 14 moons
Parents:Rosebreeze x Rushwhisker
Siblings: None
Rank: Warrior
Former Mentor: Leafmist
Description
Dustwing a beautiful pale brown tabby with deep green eyes. A small orange colored nose, small legs and paws. Claws seem to be razor sharp and teeth short, pointed but delivers a beautiful bite. She has short fur and she is smaller then
most shes. She is not the strongest cat or the fastest but makes up for it in wits. Her body is marked in very few scars.
Personality
Dustwing is calm but can stir up trouble with her friends. Her trouble is nothing bad, nothing that will hurt the clan. She is always friendly to her clan mates and most of the time she is purring. If anyone ever needed help, she is there.
she follows orders and the rules, to the best she can. She tries to keep everyone calm in horrid situations. Altogether,
she is affectionate, considerate, and smart.
History
On a stormy night, paws scrambled around and yowls of pain came from the nursery. "Push Rosebreeze. The kit is almost here!," the med cat purred.
A tiny bundle of pale brown tabby fur, slowly made its way into the world. The kit laid limp, her mother frantically licked it.
A small tiny meow from the kit escaped and then followed by others.The loud sounds of the world hurt the little kit's ears. She meowed louder as she listened to the soothing purr of her mother get closer as she wiggled around the soft nest. The small kit found the warmth of her belly following the sweet smell of milk. She nursed for the the first and purred at the sound of her parents voice.
"I think we should name her Dustkit, dear.", she heard her mother say and her father agree.
A couple of moons flew by quickly for the kit.
"I'm going to get you!", the small kit purred as she chased after a beautiful butterfly. She pounced off the ground swiping at the air but to
her dismay she missed the butterfly. "Butterfly come back! she meowed as it fluttered out of the camp. She pinned her ears at herself, "I will never be
a good warrior" she grumbled to herself. Her mother, Rosebreeze, walked up. "Sweetie, it takes practice and patience." The light orange, rose colored cat licked, her.
"But mom, I can't even catch a simple butterfly!" Dustkit spoke softly, her anger at herself dissolving."You will get better, you have your father's and my blood running through you."
A small purr came from Dustkit. "I know mommy!" She pounced on her mother and the she-cat rolled onto her back. Dustkit, batted at her mother's ears, purring.
The rest of six moon past quickly for, Dustkit. She was always talking to her clan mates, learning more and more each day.
Her father and mother watched her proudly. One day both of her parents walked up behind her, speaking at the same time "Its time" They both purred looking down at their
only daughter. "I can't wait!" She meowed happily flicking her tail. They all turned to the highrock hearing, "Let all cats who can catch their own prey
gather for a clan meeting!" Dustkit went warm all over and padded silently towards the highrock, her hopes high. She waited and stayed quiet, wrapping her tail
around herself, looking up at Cloudclan's leader, Harestar.
Harestar spoke loud enough for the clan to hear, "Dustkit, you have reached the age of six moon, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known
as, Dustpaw. Your mentor will be Mistleaf. I hope Mistleaf will pass down all she knows on to you. She purred softly, she couldn't believe it. "Mistleaf come forward." Harestar spoke., "Mistleaf, you are ready to take
take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from Quickclaw, and you have shown yourself to be Determined and Patience. You will be the mentor of Dustpaw, and I expect you to pass on all you know to Dustpaw.
The new apprentice and mentor touched noses, the clan erupts, yowling and calling out Dustpaw. Dustpaw padded over to her mother and father, happiness gleamed in her deep green eyes.
Gender: She-cat
Age: 14 moons
Parents:Rosebreeze x Rushwhisker
Siblings: None
Rank: Warrior
Former Mentor: Leafmist
Description
Dustwing a beautiful pale brown tabby with deep green eyes. A small orange colored nose, small legs and paws. Claws seem to be razor sharp and teeth short, pointed but delivers a beautiful bite. She has short fur and she is smaller then
most shes. She is not the strongest cat or the fastest but makes up for it in wits. Her body is marked in very few scars.
Personality
Dustwing is calm but can stir up trouble with her friends. Her trouble is nothing bad, nothing that will hurt the clan. She is always friendly to her clan mates and most of the time she is purring. If anyone ever needed help, she is there.
she follows orders and the rules, to the best she can. She tries to keep everyone calm in horrid situations. Altogether,
she is affectionate, considerate, and smart.
History
On a stormy night, paws scrambled around and yowls of pain came from the nursery. "Push Rosebreeze. The kit is almost here!," the med cat purred.
A tiny bundle of pale brown tabby fur, slowly made its way into the world. The kit laid limp, her mother frantically licked it.
A small tiny meow from the kit escaped and then followed by others.The loud sounds of the world hurt the little kit's ears. She meowed louder as she listened to the soothing purr of her mother get closer as she wiggled around the soft nest. The small kit found the warmth of her belly following the sweet smell of milk. She nursed for the the first and purred at the sound of her parents voice.
"I think we should name her Dustkit, dear.", she heard her mother say and her father agree.
A couple of moons flew by quickly for the kit.
"I'm going to get you!", the small kit purred as she chased after a beautiful butterfly. She pounced off the ground swiping at the air but to
her dismay she missed the butterfly. "Butterfly come back! she meowed as it fluttered out of the camp. She pinned her ears at herself, "I will never be
a good warrior" she grumbled to herself. Her mother, Rosebreeze, walked up. "Sweetie, it takes practice and patience." The light orange, rose colored cat licked, her.
"But mom, I can't even catch a simple butterfly!" Dustkit spoke softly, her anger at herself dissolving."You will get better, you have your father's and my blood running through you."
A small purr came from Dustkit. "I know mommy!" She pounced on her mother and the she-cat rolled onto her back. Dustkit, batted at her mother's ears, purring.
The rest of six moon past quickly for, Dustkit. She was always talking to her clan mates, learning more and more each day.
Her father and mother watched her proudly. One day both of her parents walked up behind her, speaking at the same time "Its time" They both purred looking down at their
only daughter. "I can't wait!" She meowed happily flicking her tail. They all turned to the highrock hearing, "Let all cats who can catch their own prey
gather for a clan meeting!" Dustkit went warm all over and padded silently towards the highrock, her hopes high. She waited and stayed quiet, wrapping her tail
around herself, looking up at Cloudclan's leader, Harestar.
Harestar spoke loud enough for the clan to hear, "Dustkit, you have reached the age of six moon, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known
as, Dustpaw. Your mentor will be Mistleaf. I hope Mistleaf will pass down all she knows on to you. She purred softly, she couldn't believe it. "Mistleaf come forward." Harestar spoke., "Mistleaf, you are ready to take
take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from Quickclaw, and you have shown yourself to be Determined and Patience. You will be the mentor of Dustpaw, and I expect you to pass on all you know to Dustpaw.
The new apprentice and mentor touched noses, the clan erupts, yowling and calling out Dustpaw. Dustpaw padded over to her mother and father, happiness gleamed in her deep green eyes.
(Working on the rest of it. I might even change what I have up some.)