Post by angelcat22 on Jun 7, 2007 17:49:53 GMT -5
I am called: Silentsong
I am: she-cat
I have lived: 21 Moons
Bow down, I'm: StormClan Deputy
I am beautiful: Blessed with beautiful, silky brown fur, Silentsong's pelt is one in a million. Her lean, petite body outruns most, and her long, lucious tail provides perfect balance. Silentsong's large, white paws keep thundering through the forest simple. The she-cat's narrow face is surrounded by plushie white fur, and is completed by pale, celery colored eyes.
This is me: Silentsong is downright loyal. She will sacrifice anything for her clan and clanmates. Her high-confidence and judement makes her one of the most respected cats. Her tounge is respectful and kind, but can get quite snappy. She is very to herself, and likes to sleep in corners. This tough on the outside she-cat hopes to have kits on day........
My past: Silentkit was the only survivng kit of Waterwind and a rouge, Landon. She was expected to die, like her brother and sister, but was born mute and lived. As a shamed kit in the nursery, the daughter of a rouge, she often hid in corners, not playing with the other kits. At 6 1/2 moons, Silentpaw was assigned Yarrowleaf as her mentor. She than learned how to speak after being with the other apprentices, and recieved her warrior name at 13 moons. Silentsong's happiness was brought down when both her mother and mentor died in a badger attack. She know lives with no family. Just the hope of having one.
Hear Me; "Flamepaw! Go back to camp and fetch more warriors!" Her call could be heard throughout the forest. Silentsong was standing at the FlowerClan/StormClan border, being stared down by eight other cats. Yet, she didn't panic, help was on the way.....she hoped. A black tom lunged at her dodge and claw, he was down. 7 more to go, those words played over and over in her head. Suddenly, a bright orange tabby knocked her over, leaving Silentsong oout of breath. Swiftly, she got up and lunged at the enemy cat. "You'll regret attacking me in a moment!!" Again, her cry echoed, and soon died out. Now, all that was heard were claws, hisses, and yowls.