Twilightstar (Twilightsdawn) ~~Thunderclan

[Kira]

Name: Twilightstar
Age: 27 moons
Gender: She-cat
Posisiton: Leader
Clan: Thunderclan
Description:

Her white fur is medium in length, silken, and rather well taken care of, rarely being matted and messy. Her statures is strong, and she holds her head high at every possibility. Her eyes are a silvery blue with a deep amount of color within them, and they usually sparkle with joy and mischief. Her ears are good in proportion to her head and her paws are good in proportion to her legs and body. Her body itself is sleek and strong, the muscles built over the moons showing strength and control.

History:

Born to her clan she had a good mother, Goldenfur, thoughshe was a rather un-creative namer. Her siblings were evenly dispersed between male and female, yet she was somehow the smallest of them, though she never showed her dismay at being told she was too little to play with. Her father, Spiritfeather, was killed by a rouge cat just before she was turned to an apprentice, and when she became an apprentice, she trained hard to become as great a warrior as her parents.

Shortly after she and her siblings started their training, their mother became ill with greencough, and a few moons after that crossed over to silverpelt, and is waiting for them at Starclan with their father. Nothing major happened while she was an apprentice, a few fights with Shadowclan, some testy Gatherings, and a hefty amount of patrolling, running, and hunting. One of her siblings, her second closest sister Chillpaw, was injured by a monster at the thunderpath, and then died in the care of the medicine cat due to an unknown infection, which of course set the clan on edge.

Soon after her sister passed, she and the rest of her siblings, four of them to be precise, became warriors, and each sat vigil with one another. A bit after they became warriors, a fight broke out at a gathering, and before Starclan could stop it, one of her brothers was killed in battle against a Shadowclan warrior, who she then attacked with vigor and some malice, having lost one of her siblings, and not wanting to loose another, and therefore being furious about it. Though she was pissed and had her fur fluffed to twice its size, she stayed calm and controlled with her fighting, and rather than killing the cat, she set a nasty wound over one of its eyes, rendering that eye blind.

She has no regrets for what she did, for an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind, rather than dead. With two of her siblings gone, she became the very protective smallest sibling, her petite figure making some of the other cats in other clans, those apprentices who werent there to see her fight, and had never been in battle with her, would laugh at her for being as protective as she was, making her siblings embarrassed, though she just ignored it. At about 20 moons, their old deputy was killed in battle, and their leader spoke to her about the post, because of her skill in fighting, and keeping her cool in the heat of battle. Several of the older felines had approved of his choice in her, and so she became the new deputy.

Five moons after that, her leader was killed by a group of rouges and loners, and a few Shadowclan, by being attacked repeatedly, not caring for the recovery. She holds a bit of a grudge against all loners and Rouges for that, and is wary about accepting any into her clan.

On her journy to Highstones, she brought with her one of her larger brothers, because she felt that at least one other of her family should be with her for that trip. When she gained her nine lives, four of them were from her family, her mother gave her compassion, her father gave her valor, her sister gave her hope, and her brother gave her ferocity, the tow that hurt the most for her was her mothers and her sisters.

Since she gained her nine lives she has had little issues thus far, but she is expecting it, and knows that the forest cannot remain quiet forever, no matter how much a cat can hope for it.

Personality:

She is level headed at the worst of times, and cooped up energy at the best. She has a high strung body that always seems on edge to her, and if cats had ADHD she would have a major case of it. She believes fully in Starclan, and remembers her lost family with happiness for the lives they did live, and not in grief for the lives lost. She loves kits, and vaguely regrets becoming a Leader because she will never have them. She can be a bit hot headed at times, but stays cool most of the time, making her a calm fighter. Her curiosity fir things is large, though not as large as it used to be since the death of her previous leader, Gorsestar. She has a love of life that makes he look forward to each new day as a new start, making her almost flighty at times, but she learned to live with it. Her pride is high, and she has been told she is vain, but she doesnt believe in that.

Role-Playing Sample:

Her tongue cleaned the shallow wound on her leg, the crimson blood staining her snowy fur a bright read, and the taste being coppery and filled with salt. She fluffed her damp fur out to finish drying it in the meager sunlight that filtered through the leaves of the trees, the tips of her pelt still holding in the water. She had been out hunting on her own, and got her paw caught within a root, making her fall tail over heels into a puddle of cold mud from the snow melt, turning her brilliant fur a dark and murky color. She growled deep in her throat and mumbled to herself, "I thought cats were supposed to be graceful, not like badgers. It seems that more and more lately I am falling over and getting my paws wet..." she gave a sigh and froze, her ears swiveling backwards to catch the sound of a snapping twig. A soft breeze told her is was a squirrel, and so she decided it was time to return to her clan with the fresh-kill she had brought down already, a few small birds, an exploitative and early mouse, and of course a small and thin squirrel. She stood up with a stretch and a yawn, and spun off into the woods, hoping severely that her fur dried before she made it home.

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