Dovelcan || Accepting || High Ranks

[je ; t a i m e]

Username:
Puppy94
Name:
Bluefeather
Age:
22 Moons
Gender:
She-Cat
Clan:
DoveClan
Rank:
Warrior, though she aspires to one day be deputy.
Personality: (At LEAST 7 sentences)
Bluefeather is bad-tempered and sharp-tongued, though at first she doesn't seem like it. She just had a sad, scary past, that leads her to be like this. She is naturally very loving, and if caught off gaurd, that side can be seen. She is detirmined and confident. She is not so ambitious to have any thought to overthrow her leader, simply to do the best she can for her clanmates. She is fiery, though quiet. She wants a mate, though fails to realize that any toms might fancy her.
History: (Optional)
She will only tell those she trusts.
Kin{s}:
Missing.
Kit{s}:
None.
Crush:
Not yet.
Other:

[Frost~]

(( yeah, and accpeted! ))

"Thanks." Dovefur mewed politely, blushing.

[je ; t a i m e]

(Thanks!)

Bluefeather
She sighed as she sat in camp. She flicked her tail with joy at the thought of another beautiful day, not realizing Dovefur were in camp. Standing up, she purred, then fliched when she saw the other cats. Her eyes turned into chips of blue ice and she stalked past them. She walked into the forest, jaws open a bit to scent the air. Bluefeather smelled a rabbit and a thrush. Figuring the rabbit would supply more meat, she resolved to go after it and then find the thrush if possible.

[Cadmiurn]

Shadestar padded back toward her clan camp. She cought a vole and rabbit on the way back. She placed them on the kill pile and padded into her den

[.: Dulcis :.]

Dash looked around with his eyes narrowed. He knew some cats didnt accept him yet as a clan member, and he didnt accept himself either. He didnt quite feel at home, but that'll come. He just learned Doveclan ways and he would get his warrior name sooner or later.