Post by fallenshadow on Feb 3, 2011 19:57:13 GMT -5
Sparrowpelt
She-cat | Twenty-Seven Moons | Green | Tabby Brown | Fierce fighter | Indecisive | Compassionate
Age:
Twenty-Seven Moons
Gender:
She-cat
Clan:
Windclan
Position:
Warrior
Description:
Sparrowpelt is a long and sleek tabby. Like any Windclan cat her fur his flattened against her because of the wind that comes off the moorlands. She has muscular long legs that make her a fast runner. Her eyes are sharp green and can change in the manner that they can become very soft when she is sad, hard when angry, and bright when she is happy. Her pelt is light brown with black tabby markings. Both sides of her nose and down to her chin are white. Her chest is white as well along with her four paws. The base of her tail starts out with tabby markings but becomes solid black half way. Sparrowpelt has a scar that runs from the bottom of her right ear down to her shoulder.
Personality:
Sparrowpelt is a compassionate cat that cares for every single one of her clanmates. As of late she has become quiet and self reserved, walking away from her clanmates so that she can be by herself for a period of time. Sometimes she gets confused by situation and she will never say as such and other times when she makes a decision she doesn't always stick with it making her quite indecisive. When it comes to fighting Sparrowpelt gives it her all never relenting in battle. She has experienced plenty of loss in her life so far but tries to hold on to the belief that everything will turn out for the better soon. She loves kits and always looked forward to having her own, but now when she sees kits, she still feels warmth towards them but also a great sense of loss.
History:
Sparrowkit enjoyed her time as a kit in camp. Her and her sister Icekit went everywhere together, shared every meal, they were basically inseparable. They promised each other that even as apprentices they would always look out for one another no matter what and that they would always be there for each other as well, not even Starclan could get in their way. The two enjoyed sneaking into the warriors den and pestering the elders for stories.
As apprentices Sparrowpaw didn't get to spend as much time with her sister as she wanted. Though she always looked forward when she and Icepaw didn't have any apprentices duties because then they would show each other what their mentors taught them and how to improve one another. Their lives as apprentices was peaceful, they went to battle and hunting practice, cleaned out numerous dens but they were happy.
Then a fox appeared on their territory. At the time it was only the two apprentices and their mentors. They tried to overwhelm the fox so that it would just leave but the creature didn't relent. At one point Sparrowpaw found herself trapped beneath one of its large paws. She thought for sure this was going to end for her that is until Icepaw jumped on the fox's back distracting it so that it released Sparrowpaw. In horror she watched as the fox grabbed Icepaw shook her in its maw then threw her. No longer caring that she was in danger Sparrowpaw rushed to her sister's side. Icepaw weakly looked at her sister and whispering, "Look out for each other no matter what," then her eyes stared at nothing.
Soon after the fox was chased away and they returned back to camp. Sparrowpaw didn't want to believe that her sister was dead thinking that she didn't watch her sisters back like she was supposed to. Another apprentice, Owlpaw, noticed how troubled Sparrowpaw was and offered that Icepaw was happy in Starclan now and expected her to become the greatest warrior in Windclan. And Sparrowpaw knew that to be true so she went on with her apprentice duties and became Sparrowpelt.
Sparrowpelt was only a warrior for a few moons before she was expecting Owlclaw's kits. Sparrowpelt was over joyed that she would finally be a mother and have kits of her own. And in a few moons time she kitted her first kit, a tom that she and Owlclaw would name Mountainkit.
All was happy for Sparrowpelt, she had a kit and a mate of whom she loved and who loved her back just as much if not more. But it didn't last. One morning Sparrowpelt woke up quickly taking notice that she didn't feel Mountainkit's warmth against her belly. Panicked she searched the entire camp and joined the patrols to look for her lost kit. After a couple weeks and still no sign of their kit Owlclaw and Sparrowpelt were heartbroken, but it didn't end there for Sparrowpelt.
It was meant to be a simple border patrol that Owlclaw joined though how things were going for Sparrowpelt it wouldn't be. He never returned killed during a border fight.
Sparrowpelt withdrew into herself blocking out her clanmates words of comfort. In less than a moon she had lost both her kit not knowing his fate, whether Mountainkit was still alive or not and then her mate soon after. She wasn't sure if was just a dream or maybe an actual vision, but one night she dreamed of Owlclaw. He told her that it was alright to be upset and angry but she had to move on. Live her life, find another mate, "become the greatest warrior in Windclan" he said repeating the same words he told her what seemed hundreds of moons before.
As Sparrowpelt began to feel herself awake she begged Owlclaw to tell her if Mountainkit was with him in Starclan. He gave her sad smile and she could have sworn that he shook his head.
So slowly Sparrowpelt is returning to the way she was.
