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[[B]ECKY <3]

[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow] Leafstream

[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] ShadowClan

[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] Warrior

[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 28 moons

[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] She-cat

[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]

Leafstream is quite the attractive she-cat. She is very petite, with a slender frame and sleek muscles that curve around her body. She is also very small, smaller than most of the average warrior she-cats, and if she met someone new they'd probably consider her to be just an apprentice. She has a beautiful dark calico pelt; one that stands out clearly from the rest of the ShadowClan she-cats. Most of her fur is dark. There is some flecks of light brown mingled in her fur as well. Her chest, belly, and paws are also white, making her truly a calico cat. Her eyes are an entrancing color of hazel, with specks of yellow around the rim. All in all, Leafstream could be very much considered one of the most attractive she-cat warrior in ShadowClan. That is for definite sure, considering the beauty that seems to radiate off her with every step the femora takes.

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[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]

.kind-hearted.

Honestly, this she-cat could not hurt a fly. Despite her training for battle, Leafstream is terribly poor at fighting. She doesn't like hurting any cat, and for a ShadowClan cat, that's strange. Some clan mates swear that she's a kittypet at heart, but that doesn't faze Leafstream. She is who she is, and never has she ever felt pressured to change that.

.caring.

Leafstream is very, very caring. She deserves the rank of a queen, because when it comes to taking care of someone, she dives right in to help. Some thought that she ought to have been a medicine cat, and once Leafstream almost did. But once she realized that medicine cat's can't love, she quickly slid that possibility aside. Leafstream is one of the most loving she-cats in the clan, why would she become a medicine cat to dishonor that?

.sensative.

Leafstream may be caring and loving, but she is incredibly sensative. If a clanmate tells her something hurtful, it'll take days for Leafstream to recooperate. She doesn't like to get into fights, and when she does she falls into a deep depression that could quite possibly lasts for days. She doesn't like to see cats upset, or for others to make her upset, and so because of this she can be outrageously sensative.

.shy.

Not only is Leafstream sweet, caring, and sensative, but she is also very shy. She isn't one of those cats where she breaks out into an energetic conversation, or offers to play fight. No, she was one of those kits where she stayed to the side and watched her litter mates get into trouble. She is very innocent, and often chides herself for being so. Many times Leafstream has tried to change it, but often it doesn't work. She's a shy cat at heart, and there is honestly nothing she can do it change that.

.vulnerable.

One of Leafstream's major flaws is her vulnerability. She is very trusting, and because of this can get hurt rather easily. When she meets somebody nice, she automatically thinks that they are a good cat. But most of the time that is not always true. Leafstream doesn't realize that, and that can sometimes get her into deep trouble. This often is why she needs somebody to watch over her so she doesn't get caught up in something way over her head.

[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]

Leafstream awoke from the sunshine that streamed into the nursery den, flooding it with soft rays of sunlight. Blinking her eyes open, Leafstream stretched her jaws out in a yawn and glanced around the den drowsily. Ever since she had became a queen with Freedomflight's kits, she had begun to get more lazy than usual, and had started to take more, longer naps. It was satisfying, yet Leafstream felt like she was missing out on a lot. She missed warrior life, and couldn't wait to get back on her feet again to go out on patrols or to take a hunt with her fellow clan mates. But then again, it was always nice to stay in the nursery and relax while waiting for the birth of her future kits. Her heart leaped at the thought. She had a feeling the birth would be soon. She gazed down at her paws and closed her eyes, the sun calming her and relaxing every part of her body. She could feel the soft sand beneath her paws, and a blissful sigh escaped her maw. Peace at last.

What would life be like, to have kits? Wonderful? Crazy? Exhausting? Leafstream could only imagine. With four kits running around the nursery, Leafstream had a feeling it would get pretty hetic. A soft purr began to rumble through her chest. Well, the busier it was the more exciting everything would get. Leafstream began to wander what the kits would look like. Would one be small and fluffy like their father; another slender and dark like herself? And will another have vibrant green eyes, or posess the same slight tabby marks as Freendomflight? Leafstreams's belly began to flip-flop with anticipation. How long will it be now? Leafstream thought, glancing down at her large, rounded belly that had begun to swell. She felt a light thump, and her eyes lit up, startled. Her heart began to beat. Definitely soon! Leafstream thought, so caught up in thinking about her kits that she didn't hear somebody walk in.

The scent of her mate filled her nostrils, and her ears pricked immeidately. Light hazel eyes flinging open, Leafstream looked over at the entrance to see her mate, Freedomflight, padding towards her. Her faint purr transformed into a loud, rumbling purr that vibrated her whole body. "Freedomflight! You're here early." Leafstream mewed, gazing softly at him. He was so handsome, in her eyes, so perfect in every way. His small build, just like her own, and his fluffy, brown and gray tabby fur that gleamed charmingly in the sunlight as he padded silently into the nursery. Not only that, but he treated her with so much respect, and with absolutely the right amount of love. Her heart glowed whenever he brushed her affectionately against the muzzle, or licked her nose in the simplest of ways, but the way that always made her heart skip a beat. He was just the kind of mate she had always wanted, and will forever have. And the perfect father of her four kits.

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[`s қ y . x x]

<sup>Great Becky!

Thanks for joining and of Course, Accepted!</sup>

[STREAMY ?!]

beckyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

[//Cindy// l u n a]

absolutely beautiful bio. do you and streamy know each other?