Post by Dσve ♥ on Nov 23, 2010 20:52:00 GMT -5
NAME:
Dovekit – Dovepaw – Dovespirit
AGE:
8 moons
RANK:
Apprentice
GENDER:
She-Cat ll Female ll ♀
CLAN:
Thunder Clan
PERSONALITY:
Dovepaw is a strange cat. Small, quiet, and unnoticeable, nobody would expect to hear what comes out of her mouth. What would that be? Daring indifference. When the time comes, Dovepaw isn’t afraid to speak her mind. No rock is too high to climb, nor to treacherous to step upon for this young she-cat. So naturally, Dovepaw always gravitates towards the loner cats, the anti-socials, and the bitter humored.
DESCRIPTION:
Dovepaw is a naturally slender she-cat. Her build is light, her legs are long, and her gait is smooth and graceful. But, when it all comes down to it, Dovepaw isn’t the strongest apprentice in the clan. Warriors can throw her easily, Apprentices can pin her with ease, and Elders always seem to know how to knock her down. If of course, they can catch her. Oh yes, Dovepaw is one speedy little feline.
There is no question about it, Dovepaw’s name fits her well. Whether it’s her long feathery coat or her snowy white coloring, Dovepaw’s name is undoubtedly fitting. Unfortunately, Dovepaw always has to pay the price for her long white fur. How so? Her fur can get dirty, fast.
Look into Dovepaw's eyes and you'll most likely find one of three expressions. There's her sweet far-off gaze, her curious stare, or her sneaky mischievous side glance. Either way, you'll have to look past her icy blue eyes. Oh yes, this she-cat has her signature Turkish Angora eyes, large, almond shaped, and bright blue.
Dovepaw's ears are pointed and large. They sit on her large two plane profile head, and always seem to swerve slightly in deep thought. But don't expect Dovepaw to have a smooth head. Oh no, Dovepaw's ears, legs, and long plumed tail are all heavily feathered.
CLAN PAGE DESCRIPTION:
Dovepaw; a tall slender white she-cat with icy blue eyes
HISTORY:
Dovepaw's mother, Ophelia, had a troubled life. Though staying in the seemingly perfect household, outside the neighborhood troubles for the adolescent she-cat grew. For that was where her true love lived, with the other Blood Clan members. His name was Zephyr, and he was first love. So, Ophelia ran away. And in just a single moon, Ophelia went from Kitty-pet, to Loner, to Blood Clan member. Everything seemed fantastic to Ophelia, until she fond out she was carrying Zephyrs kits.
Zephyr never wanted any kits. He wanted to stay young forever. With a perfect mate, a growing clan, and climbing popularity. But then, the kits were born. They were a small litter of three, two she-cats and a tom. Before long, Ophelia realized Zephyr was not the ideal father for her kits. Unfortunetaly, the other ruthless Blood Clan member's weren't exactly friendly to the Kitty-Pet either.
When the kits grew to 5 moons, Ophelia planned an escape for them to the nearest clan. Little did she know she was heading her kits into fox territory. None of them made it. All except for Dovekit.
