Post by ' Swifty ?! on Apr 9, 2011 21:39:09 GMT -6
<---- SWIFTSTEP
she-cat, 33 moons
RANK: Queen
ALLIANCE: GoldenClan
APPEARANCE: Beautiful black-and-white she-cat with fierce, golden eyes.
PERSONALITY:
Swiftstep is a very gentle, motherly cat. As a kit, she got sick easily, even in the new-leaf and green-leaf seasons. It's for this reason that most cats worry over her to this day -- too much, she believes. She is very determined and it's a well known fact that she would give her life for any kits under her care, regardless of their misbehavior or overall personality. And actually, she's come close to doing so on numerous occasions. Although she is gentle most of the time, she has no problems with putting the kits in their place if they get out of control or do something they're not supposed to.
She has never cared about what other cats have thought of her. She just goes with the flow, on a day to day basis and she believes that whatever will be, will be. It doesn't mean she cares little for her Clan, but she strongly believes in whatever StarClan has in store for them and that it's for the greater good.
Today, she tends to get a little mad if anyone asks "Are you okay?" when she only sneezed or hiccuped. She gets tired of everyone thinking she's weak just because she has a rather compromised immune system. As an apprentice, she liked all the attention, but now she knows what it means to carry the weight of a Clan on her shoulders. Swiftstep really does want to serve her Clan to the best of her abilities, but she finds that a bit difficult if one cat or another is keeping an eye on her all the time.
REASON FOR NAME:
swift - for her black-and-white pelt.
step - for her graceful, proud gait.
FAMILY:grayflower- mother
thornwhisker - fatherkestrelfur- foster mother
HISTORY:
Swiftkit was an only kit, born to a gray-patched white she-cat named Grayflower, and a solid black tom named Thornwhisker. Her mother died soon after birth, which left her father devastated. He didn't, or rarely anyway, visit Swiftkit after she was handed to a foster mother; a brown tabby she-cat named Kestrelfur. Around three moons after she was born, Swiftkit began to cough quite a bit, causing alarm throughout the camp; everyone thinking greencough was striking her. But there was just one problem: it was green-leaf, and the usual illnesses were rare in any season other than leaf-bare. A check up from the medicine cat confirmed that Swiftkit's immune system had been compromised, and it was at that time that everyone decided Grayflower's death had been an omen from StarClan. But why? Grayflower was Clan born, and she had never disobeyed their warrior code. But this theory somehow stuck, and the entire Clan kept a gentle eye on the poor young she-kit from that moment on.
A few moons passed, and Swiftkit became Swiftpaw, apprenticed to the gentlest she-cat at the time; a gray tabby named Pigeonwing. And even though Swiftpaw noticed Pigeonwing's soft expression whenever she looked at her, she still did her mentor proud. She was a fair hunter, always bringing back something for the Clan whenever she left. When it came to fighting exercises, though, Swiftpaw would cough to catch her breath, which worried Pigeonwing to no end. "I don't care. I'll cough as I fight if I must! I won't let GoldenClan down," Swiftpaw pressed. She pushed herself so hard to prove to everyone that her weakness wouldn't get in the way of her service to the Clan. Pigeonwing worried about her every day that they trained, but the days went on and Swiftpaw would soon be a warrior.
Swiftpaw was a little late earning her warrior name, because of Pigeonwing's worry so she was never recommended for warriorship. This upset Swiftpaw, but on the eve of her fifteenth moon, she finally earned the name Swiftstep, for her powerful gait. Swiftstep's immune system had strengthened somewhat by now, though she still got sick more often than the others. It was rare for her not to catch greencough when leaf-bare rolled around, and it was a real miracle that it hadn't killed her by now. Her first battle came during a border skirmish between GoldenClan and BoulderClan. And just like always, her lungs were working hard enough to send her into a coughing fit. One so great that she just couldn't fight anymore. She collapsed beneath her opponent, almost dying at his claws. Lucky enough, Pigeonwing had been on the same patrol and dived in to save her former apprentice, but at the cost of her own life.
Swiftstep was devastated, and she quickly decided that she wouldn't allow that to happen to anyone else. It was her fault Pigeonwing had to save her. She might still be alive if not for Swiftstep's weakness. At least that's what locked itself into her mind. So Swiftstep took her place in the nursery, caring for other cats' kits when she was needed, and hoping to have her own kits; kits that were stronger than she was. To this day, even though Swiftstep knows how to fight and will if she must, it is extremely rare for her to join a patrol.
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