Post by ☼ Ş.Ṷ.Ṇ on Jun 18, 2012 16:23:03 GMT -5
Name: Bluekit || Bluepaw || Bluesky
Age: 28 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Deputy
Personality:
Age: 28 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Deputy
Personality:
Blue may seem like a distant cat at times, but that's only because of her terribly shy nature, almost the point where she refuses to have contact with anyone. The only cats she truly talks to are her mentor and family, and even then it's barely a few words. On the other hand, Blue is an extremely sweet and intelligent cat, always willing to lend out a helping hand to everyone, even if she may be a bit of a weakling.Description:
Despite her kind and sweet nature, Bluefeather has a hard time standing up for herself. If someone questions her or orders her around, then she will usually just obey and believe that she was wrong. However, this does not change the fact that Blue is an extraordinary cat with a goal to help everyone around her.
Bluesky, although she will never admit it, has a coat that is as soft as a newborn kit and as long as her whiskers. While her coat is a gorgeous blue, it shines silver beneath moonlight. Even though most of her fur is blue, she has a white chest and underbelly, and a small trickle travels up from her chin to her nose. Her two front legs have white socks that only reach her ankles, while her hind legs have white socks that reach her knees. Most of her body mass is fur as opposed to muscles, which is odd for a Deputy. However, she is able to summon the strength needed to defend her Clan and Clanmates if required. Despite having tons of fur, her muscles are well hidden beneath.Clan Page Description:
Her eyes, on the other hand, are a dark green, and are shrouded in mystery. It's difficult to read any emotion from them, but she is always in a content mood, even though she may seem depressed. Sometimes, she may look like an emotionless robot, but Blue is always thinking of others.
A lithe gray she-cat with white socks and green eyes.History:
Bluesky was born as Blue, and while she was born on the streets of the city, she grew up in a pound. The smelly, disgusting pound where the sounds of barking dogs haunted her everyday. It was here that she and her siblings were cared for by the two-legs, and hoped to be adopted.
It was the middle of summer, and Blue was six months old in human standards. Her sister, Silver, was at her side. Their two brothers had already been adopted, leaving Blue and Silver alone together, a single, small cage to share. Silver was her only family, since she grew up never knowing her mother. It was Silver who became the mother-figure in her life, since she was the oldest of the two. In a strange sense, Silver was the opposite of Blue: strong, brave, not afraid to speak her mind. She was everything Blue wanted to be. Everything she couldn't be.
Maybe that was why Silver was adopted first. She didn't want to leave her little sister behind, but Blue said she had to. And Silver was carried away by her new family, while Blue was left in the orphanage for cats. All alone. No family left.
She sat in that crate for nearly a month. Crying for somebody to take her. The cage was too lonely without her family. Blue would see many two-legs pass by her cage, only to get a younger kitten from another. Why didn't anyone want her?
Then, when she'd had enough, she had ripped out of her holder's hands, angry that no one would adopt her. Leaving behind her caretaker, she burst out the doors of the pound and ran away, into the forest. Never looking back. She found herself crossing into ThunderClan territory, and ambushed by a patrol of said Clan. Realizing she was only a kit, they took her to the center of their Camp, where she was in awe at their way of life.
Blue asked to become a part of their Clan, wanting the family that they had right here. However, she was rejected because of her soft ways. She would never make a great warrior.
But she would show them. Show them all.
For moons, Blue trained outside the border of ThunderClan, a partial strip of forest that ran along the border of the city. Mice and thrushes were abundant there, so she practiced her hunting the point where she could sense a rodent in her sleep. Her claws became sharper, as well as her mind.
It was then that she approached the leader, eyes glaring and legs shaking. She leaped from her spot, teeth blaring as she tumbled down with the leader, determined to prove her worth. Yes, she was pulled off the leader and attacked, but she definitely showed the leader who she truly was.
And then, she was finally accepted.
She worked hard, as Bluesky, to prove her worth to the entire Clan. She was still distrusted by many cats, but at least she had the trust of the leader. That's all she needed.
The day the Deputy died before her, after a badger attack, she defended the Clan with her life. Slashing and hissing at any badgers that drew near the camp. And it was after this that she was crowned the Deputy of ThunderClan.
She was stunned, she'll admit that. Bluesky had no idea the leader had placed this much trust in her. But apparently they did. And so, Bluesky had finally proven her worth. At least, she think she has.
