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Post by quicksilver on Jul 23, 2009 18:32:49 GMT -6
Name::
Birdsong
Age::
80 moons.
Gender::
She-cat
Alliance::
Eternalclan
Rank:
Starclan Warrioress
Outer Beauty:
Inner Beauty:
Your cat's personality. Again, it must be at least three paragraphs(5-6 sentences), but its best to bulk it up a little more than that.
Past:
Now? Birdsong is reknown as the cat that gave Eternalclan it's name. She gave the cats there strength, even though she was an elder when she passed away. She pushed herself to attend the gathering that started the clans that what were once four great names into something greater. Something that cats in the existing clans will remember as the start of their ancestors new lives and the maker of their current ones.
She didn't think it a great feat, but knew that her clan, Thunderclan, would need room to grow. Their old name was to be cast away, and replaced with a name that reflected on their strength and nature. She chose Eternalclan because it's what she thought her clan's thunderous pride and strongwill. Eternal. It couldn't be broken over time or with the perils that met the cats there. It wouldn't be broken with traitors or weak links, loss of land or prey. Indeed, these things always made her clan stronger. Whether by the individual or the whole depended on what was needed at that time.
Birdsong was there through some of the most prosperous times in Thunderclan history. All of the work of past generations had paid off; and things were peaceul. Prey was never scarce enough to leave cats starving, or worse. Not to say that it was never stolen; but prey in her clan was rarely an issue. The clans worked together without interfearing with one another. Shadowclan remained mysterious and proud, but kept their claws in eachother's fur. Riverclan was barely heard making a fuss, not even over the sunrocks by the river. Windclan's moors were plentiful, and the weather was lovely for the sun-loving felines.
But Birdsong saw the bad times as well. She was there through it all, and supported her own clan no matter what. In the winter when prey was scarce and sickness tended to get out of hand, Birdsong would go into overtime, hunting and even helping the medicine-cat carry herbs and things back to their den. She didn't mind putting out that extra effort to lend a paw to another feline. She was there when Shadowclan wasn't keeping to themsleves, and Riverclan became angry and didn't want to share what they didn't fully own. The small things that made a difference at the time, but she never became caught up in the moment.
Never did Birdsong hate another clan for their actions or feelings. She never had the heart to turn eye or ear completely away from what was happening somewhere else. Her main priority was Thunderclan, natrually, but she would raise her voice against unessicary violence and unreasonable actions based on assumptions or the natures of their fellow clan cats. She was only one voice, but it wasn't long before she was a voice that was listened to, and often times one that made the first difference to a slow but meaningful change.
Though through all of her expierience and things that she lived through, the most tragic hit in the later part of her life. She was already six, a good age for a feline. She could very well becom an elder and not hear a complaint about it. But she was still a warrior, of heart and mind; a loyal cat that was there for every generation that needed her. Birdsong had thought that she had seen it all, rogues trying to take pieces of land for themselves; kitty-pets becoming warriors, kittens being taken from one clan to another. Things taht in everyday life was an enourmous difference in the play of thigns.
Nothign would have prepared her for the wolves. The animals were enourmous, and relentless in their killing. They took down small prey first, the rabbits of Windclan were being hunted by the cruel dogs; and there wasn't a thing that the smaller cats could do about it. They had tried fighting one, but it quickly called for backup, and after a death of their very own deputy... they had to retreat for their very lives.
It was terrifying, knowing such a threat was in her own forest. The she-cat slowly became nervous, too anxious to hunt on some occasions. She was always looking for the yowling of canines, or haunting red eyes and gleaming jaws in the distance. The wolves almost drove her to madness... but when they actually showed up; attracted by thunderclan's thick forests and many den spots, she put all past weakneses to the wind. No, Birdsong didn't fight the wolves; but she knew they were coming; alerted her clan of the danger. At first, none believed her. The she-cat was out of her mind! She had seen wolves coming for days, even going to the level of dreaming of the animal's very attack.
To them, this threat seemed so very far away. Like these killers would simply leave after they were satiated...
oh, were they horribly wrong...
Kin:
Who all is related to your cat?
IC Sample:
This only has to be done one time, but must be with the character you are making this bio for ^^ That means no samples from other sites, sorry.
Did you read the rules?
(( So, I'm giving this Bio more attention than my others... It should take a while x3 )) |
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