CINDERFLOWER ~ SHADOWCLAN

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name;
cinderflower

clan;
old shadowclan

position;
warrior

age;
34 moons

gender;
female

appearance;
Cinderflower is quite a small she-cat, being just bigger then an average sized apprentice. Though she is small, it has no affect in her skills for fighting, and she is rather good at it. But being so small has its disadvantages as well. She could easily be squished by another cat, despite that she is fast, and Cinderflower has a hard time trying to overthrow a cat much larger then herself. She sees it as just something that comes with her size, but her mother saw it as a curse from StarClan. As Cinderflower learned her advantages, she realized she could easily escape through small spaces better then most of her clan. It was like her special skill. Not many others had it, either.

Cinderflower has a very thin, soft grey pelt that glows in any light that hits it. No part of her is any color but the lovely grey she has, except for her nose and eyes. Her fur is sleek and smooth, and it feels delightful to the touch, despite the many battle scars that hide beneath. Cinderflower's scars still hurt when any cat even brushes them with their tail. You could say she is quite delicate, and not very prone to pain.

Cinderflower has very pretty pale blue eyes that are quite wide and large. Her eyes present her with good enough eyesight to be a warrior. Not the best, but it works for her. Her eye sight is mostly from her large, black pupils. Her pupils go small when she is angry or sad about something, and they go big when she is happy or excited about something. Her feelings show the best through her pale blue eyes.

This she-cat has very small, defined facial features. Except for her eyes, everything else is tiny on her broad face. Her nose is small, and a cute light pink color, and Cinderflower has exceptional scenting skills. Her muzzle and her mouth are very tiny, and she has sharp teeth that hide behind the flesh of her small mouth.

picture;

personality;
Cinderflower is a pretty average cat. She has her bad side and she has her good side, she is usually sweet and kind, and but she can get really mean. Cinderflower seems pretty normal on the outside, but on the inside she is the strangest cat to ever walk among ShadowClan. She hallucinates, seeing cats she has never known and thinking there is some cat chasing her, making her run for no reason. Most cats seem not to take any notice, but Cinderflower sure thinks they do. She is very delusional at times, too. Cinderflower doesn't think StarClan could actually help them with anything, and has totally blocked them out, and that is her biggest secret ever.

Sometimes, when Cinderflower is alone, she will say negative things about herself, like saying she doesn't belong in her clan, and that no cat likes her. She has many friends in ShadowClan, but she just doesn't notice them. Cinderflower becomes happy and normal around them, and they don't notice anything strange about her, but she sometimes slurs her speech, making no sense at all.

in character example;

As the black she-cat's mother died, blood wafted through her nostrils. She felt excitement, but also sadness at the same time. She had killed her mother, but she didn't feel happy about it. She killed my only friend...She deserved it... she kept telling herself. A tabby figure had appeared suddenly next to the mewling kits she had forgotten about. "Blackpaw...Why? How could you do this?" he whispered to her. "She was asking for it, father. She killed her own son, my brother. She deserved it, father. And she got what she asked for, there is nothing you can do about it." the black cat had whispered back. "You killed your own mother, Blackpaw. She may have hated you, but I didn't. If I had stayed this may have not happened." he had replied. "You left me alone, father. I would have done this anyway if she had killed Jayflight!' she hissed back. Her fathers face turned to grief, and he left. He didn't even care to take his new kits. Blackpaw left, too. But all the way back home she wondered if the kits were going to be taken care of. She really didn't care, because anything with her mothers blood was dead to her, besides herself. After another days journeying, she arrived back at RiverClans camp, distraught, yet happy.

codeword;
mistletoe

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[`s қ y . x x]

Yay! Minty! -glomps-

Accepted of course ;]