≈WillowClan≈&☼FrostClan☼

[F r o z e n.R a i n]

{ It's so hard XD I can't find any inspiratio- wait, I might be corrected right now... XD }


Addercreek lifted his head and jumped over the stream after her. "Worried about what?"He asked, his breaths slowly coming back to him. {Sorry, major writer's block for a moment.}

[opti-mism]

{~♦~} Greetings {~♦~}

N a m e;;*Dawnpaw* G e n d e r;;*She-cat* U s e r n a m e;;*goldenrose7*

Welcome, newcomer. . .A little bit about yourself,then?

N a m e;;
Dawnpaw

W a n t e d.N a m e
Dawnwish, Dawnsky, or Dawnshine

R a n k
Medicine Cat Apprentice

C l a n
Frostclan

P e r s o n a.W o r d;;
Gentle

G e n d e r;;
She-cat


A g e;;
9 moons


Now for a few little details. . .



S h o r t.P e r s o n a l i t y;;
Dawnpaw is a kindhearted she-cat, with the wish to protect her clan as much as she can from harm, but without fighting. Even with everything that she loves, cherishing her role, she's unable to speak.


S h o r t.D e s c r i p t i o n;;
A lithe and quick cocoa brown she-cat with darker markings, seafoam-colored eyes, and white/cream accents. Her eyes are extremely distinctive, with their small flecks of very pale green here and there on top of a delicate seafoam base.


And to the most important things. . .



P e r s o n a l i t y;;
Dawnpaw is a sensitive soul, with easily damaged emotions. Despite her lack of a voice, she's a very expressive she-cat, full of spunk and energy, able to make herself heard although she is silent as the stars. She can be quite easily insulted, and hates being teased for not being able to talk, especially by those she admires, and anyone else for that matter.


F u r.D e s c r i p t i o n;;
Dawnpaw has cocoa brown fur, striped with delicate darker brown assortment of markings, ranging from deep swirls to tabby stripes. She has cream accents and darker tips to her ears, as well as a cream muzzle and a cream tip to her tail, the swirled pattern creeping into the cream.


B o d y.D e s c r i p t i o n;;
Dawnpaw has a very lithe body, with longer legs and was built to run and swim. She has delicate paws, and a long, short-furred tail, and is quite lightweight. With her body shape, her weakness is fighting against bulkier opponents, and she always smells of sweet honey from the herb storage.


L i k e s;;
~Butterflies; The brilliant colors intrigue her, and she loves to follow them to see where they go. This habit remains even after she becomes a full medicine cat, following them from flower to flower
~Daybreak; The sky is just starting to lighten, day is barely breaking, and Dawnpaw is already up, busying herself with cleaning the medicine cat den, sorting herbs, and picking fresh ones.
~Love; Even being a mute medicine cat apprentice, she's not one to look over true love. When a pair of mates, their tails intertwined and their fur brushing, passed by, the apprentice couldn't help but feel a small bit of longing.
~Swimming; One time she can feel completely normal, swimming through the rivers and streams, where she's underwater, and it's as silent as the voice coming out of her mouth.


D i s l i k e s;;
~Thunderstorms; This lithe she-cat is terrified of storms, it's HIGHLY unlikely you'll find her outside during a storm, unless absolutely needed.
~Silence; Silence in general she didn't dislike, but her own silence. She hated being teased about it, the doubts that had been had of her ability to become a medicine cat apprentice, because she wouldn't be able to physically talk to Starclan. She's extremely defensive about it for that reason.
~Timeing; Her heart aches and feels as if it is pierced by a thorn when she is too late, or can't save someone from death, from a life-changing injury, anything....


S t r e n g t h s;;
~Swimming
~Running
~Optimism


W e a k n e s s e s;;
~Fighting
~Letting her emotions overwhelm her
~Her inability to speak


H i s t o r y;;
Dawnpaw has a pretty normal history, although there were some twists and turns along the way. She was born in the clan, to an unstable she-cat who didn't want kits. Her mother never showed much love to her, rather leaving her to the other queens. Dawnpaw never knew her father, and when her mother died after being swept downstream during a storm -her head striking a rock- it didn't affect the young 'paw much. She carries on as she always has, holding her head high and keeping her thoughts on the clan.


C r u s h;;
Not yet, she's not supposed to have one, but I think i'll have her have a "Squish" on someone. XD Remember this conversation Feline?


M a t e;;
Not allowed to take a mate, but she might have a secret mate one day.


Kits;;
None/ N/A


O t h e r.K i n;;
All dead or she never met them.


T h e m e.S o n g
No Themesong at the moment, but she will have one!


C o d e.W o r d
FrostyWillow! :3

[~Fallen Star~]

((Sorry for my absence- surprise 'family togetherness' weekend trip. *rolls eyes* Anyway, as to that FrostClan cat I mentioned earlier- I'm leaning towards a tom- is it OK if he has a crush on Mintstar? 'Cuz I want him to have grown up in FrostClan. As for the name, Black (is it OK for me to call you that or do you prefer something else?) you could try a play-on-words like mine. Just a suggestion. I'll post for Silversmoke sometime soon...))

[F r o z e n.R a i n]

{ Lol. And okay, sure. But he'll have competition. I think Addercreek likes her, too. And please, call me Cat or Spirit. This is why I'm getting a name chang XD }

[~Fallen Star~]

((Sorry, Spirt XD Here goes nothing...))

~Silversmoke ~ she-cat of WillowClan~

Silversmoke picked her way through the loose rocks of the slope with practiced ease, her tail flicking behind her like a shadow. She looked up at the sky. It was morning, no doubt about it, but the sun had not yet cleared the mountaintops. She sighed softly and fluffed her fur against the early-morning chill. It was always colder down here in the foothills and the plains. Yet another reason she preferred the harsh beauty and blue skies of the mountains. Soon she would never have to wander down here again- except for fighting FrostClan. She sniffed the air, inhaling a faint tint of pine trees and a surge of slightly stale WillowClan scent. They hadn't renewed their border in a while. Soon I'll smell like that, she thought, and shivered in anticipation.
Then her sharp eyes registered something odd- a flash of white and ginger at the border ahead. She looked closer and made out a small calico-and-white she-cat. Next to her stood a silver tom with spots not unlike her own, though they were lighter. He had just finished marking the border. She felt a surge of nervousness at seeing her first WillowClan cats. It begins, she thought, and started to cautiosly approach at a nonthreatening pace. "Hello!" she called. "I'd like to join your Clan..."

[F r o z e n.R a i n]

{ XD Lol, Silverstream's a name from the books, I'm afraid you need to change it owo }

[Chameleon]

{ Welcome Rose! :3 Huwwy and finwish so I can accept you! ;33
Any crushes are welcome. :3 Haha, Addercreek too! ;3 }

Silentstrike looked up sharply at the sound of a voice. His teeth bared and his claws unsheathed out of instinct. The cat didn't look very dangerous but he had been tricked before. "Who are you? And what are you doing here?" His green eyes blazed and his tail flicked.

[jarvis.]

(Is leafbreeze still with Silentstrike?)

[Chameleon]

{ Yep, they're still at the border. ;3 }

[jarvis.]

(alright! Thanks :3)

Leafbreeze stiffened at the scent of the new cat and got into a battle stance quickly. She unsheathed her long claws, bared her fangs, and lashed her tail around wildly.