Post by HAWKFEATHER on Mar 26, 2015 18:35:08 GMT -5
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HAWKFEATHER Slender golden tabby with gold eyes |
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This short-haired she-cat isn't sleek due to the glimmer of her fur (it actually has more of a fuzzy, fine texture to it), but in the way she carries herself. Hawkfeather has the grace of a panther, soundless and completely at ease. there are certainly a few forest cats that step heavily, shaking the earth with their paws, or those that skitter in the shadows, but this female walks like liquid gold, a glimmering fluid.
soundlessly she can be seen in the skyclan domain. primarily recognized by her gait, the skinny feline is colored like dusky, dusty stones. not quite brown, not quite gold, her lighter coloring and delicate build make her look almost like a windclanner. it is Hawkfeather's eyes that mark her as a cat from the shadows. guarded, and downcast she quietly observes the world with rich golden eyes. they never race across her surroundings, but slowly, thoughtfully absorb it all, because shadows rarely rush anything.
although some would consider Hawkfeather "beautiful" others remark on her tiny frame. she might be long and medium sized, but she lacks the substance of a well fed warrior. ironically, this petite lady could eat three times her meager body weight in one sitting, she remains thin as a rail.
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personality[break]
Hawkfeather like so many conscious beings, struggles with her confidence. she consistently feels a need to be precise as that gives her a distinct feeling of control, when all else seems to be falling apart. the primary issue here is not that her life is in shambles, but that she perceive any slight failure as a massive offense, further injuring her painfully low self esteem.
Despite her insecurity, Hawkfeather is very kind and generally knows what to say to make other cats like her. this has come in handy in the past when she is found accidentally trespassing among rogue-infested locations, or those border crossing moments that every cat with any sense of curiosity experiences. her personable personality has its limits however, as Hawkfeathers fatal flaw is logic. no one is safe from her logical forces, and this unfortunately makes the she-cat seem blunt and insensitive sometimes, when she is simply trying to "help" by giving her fellow felines the purely factual information. surprisingly, no cat enjoys being told their opinion is invalid based on situational flaws.... weird.
Like all ladies, miss Hawkfeather craves the attention of a male. she so desperately wants to feel loved and accepted just as she tries to love and accept her clan members in hopes that it will somehow filter down to her. gentle as a midsummer breeze, she tends to miss out on the flirting opportunities as that would take personal, almost aggressive initiative. on the flipside, her genteel aura means is a fantastic observer. reconnaissance being her specialty, the graceful feline can swiftly and soundlessly gather information in a jiffy. her unremarkable way of living allows her to pass unnoticed in many useful circumstances.
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history[break]
Her parents, Losteyes and Sunsplash mated and had a litter of kits, Willowkit, Toadkit, Dustkit, Hawkkit and Crookedkit. Hawkkit would always compete with her brothers to try and become the better hunter. Her brothers and her turned six moons and gained mentors. Hawkpaw trained hard, becoming a great fighter, but a better hunter in her whole litter. She was eleven moons old when her mother went back into the nursery becoming pregnant again, a moon later Hawkpaw got her warrior name with Dustpaw, willowpaw, Toadpaw, and Crookedpaw. Another moon went by when the kits were thirteen moons old when their mother gave birth to another litter, Onekit was the only survivor. Hawkfeather watched over her younger brother as he grew and grew.
Another eleven moons went by when her mother again was in the nursery, one moon later her brother got his warrior name, another moon later the Sunsplash gave birth again. Dawnkit, Runningkit, Otterkit, and Frostkit were born. While Sunsplash was in labor with this new batch of kittens, Willowclaw and Toadheart were ambushed by a group of rouge cats, unfortunately they both left the Forrest to be with starclan.
appearance
[break]This short-haired she-cat isn't sleek due to the glimmer of her fur (it actually has more of a fuzzy, fine texture to it), but in the way she carries herself. Hawkfeather has the grace of a panther, soundless and completely at ease. there are certainly a few forest cats that step heavily, shaking the earth with their paws, or those that skitter in the shadows, but this female walks like liquid gold, a glimmering fluid.
soundlessly she can be seen in the skyclan domain. primarily recognized by her gait, the skinny feline is colored like dusky, dusty stones. not quite brown, not quite gold, her lighter coloring and delicate build make her look almost like a windclanner. it is Hawkfeather's eyes that mark her as a cat from the shadows. guarded, and downcast she quietly observes the world with rich golden eyes. they never race across her surroundings, but slowly, thoughtfully absorb it all, because shadows rarely rush anything.
although some would consider Hawkfeather "beautiful" others remark on her tiny frame. she might be long and medium sized, but she lacks the substance of a well fed warrior. ironically, this petite lady could eat three times her meager body weight in one sitting, she remains thin as a rail.
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personality
Hawkfeather like so many conscious beings, struggles with her confidence. she consistently feels a need to be precise as that gives her a distinct feeling of control, when all else seems to be falling apart. the primary issue here is not that her life is in shambles, but that she perceive any slight failure as a massive offense, further injuring her painfully low self esteem.
Despite her insecurity, Hawkfeather is very kind and generally knows what to say to make other cats like her. this has come in handy in the past when she is found accidentally trespassing among rogue-infested locations, or those border crossing moments that every cat with any sense of curiosity experiences. her personable personality has its limits however, as Hawkfeathers fatal flaw is logic. no one is safe from her logical forces, and this unfortunately makes the she-cat seem blunt and insensitive sometimes, when she is simply trying to "help" by giving her fellow felines the purely factual information. surprisingly, no cat enjoys being told their opinion is invalid based on situational flaws.... weird.
Like all ladies, miss Hawkfeather craves the attention of a male. she so desperately wants to feel loved and accepted just as she tries to love and accept her clan members in hopes that it will somehow filter down to her. gentle as a midsummer breeze, she tends to miss out on the flirting opportunities as that would take personal, almost aggressive initiative. on the flipside, her genteel aura means is a fantastic observer. reconnaissance being her specialty, the graceful feline can swiftly and soundlessly gather information in a jiffy. her unremarkable way of living allows her to pass unnoticed in many useful circumstances.
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history
Her parents, Losteyes and Sunsplash mated and had a litter of kits, Willowkit, Toadkit, Dustkit, Hawkkit and Crookedkit. Hawkkit would always compete with her brothers to try and become the better hunter. Her brothers and her turned six moons and gained mentors. Hawkpaw trained hard, becoming a great fighter, but a better hunter in her whole litter. She was eleven moons old when her mother went back into the nursery becoming pregnant again, a moon later Hawkpaw got her warrior name with Dustpaw, willowpaw, Toadpaw, and Crookedpaw. Another moon went by when the kits were thirteen moons old when their mother gave birth to another litter, Onekit was the only survivor. Hawkfeather watched over her younger brother as he grew and grew.
Another eleven moons went by when her mother again was in the nursery, one moon later her brother got his warrior name, another moon later the Sunsplash gave birth again. Dawnkit, Runningkit, Otterkit, and Frostkit were born. While Sunsplash was in labor with this new batch of kittens, Willowclaw and Toadheart were ambushed by a group of rouge cats, unfortunately they both left the Forrest to be with starclan.
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