Post by CelestialStorywriter on Jun 8, 2009 17:10:25 GMT -8
Drew it myself
NO, SHE'S NOT FAT D:< IT'S TUMMYFLUFF. Wildstar is basically me as a clan cat xD I took the WARRIORS name test and it said my name was Wildfire, so after a while of thinking I figured out how to translate my past into the WARRIORS world.
Name;; Wildkit/Wildpaw/Wildfire/Wildstar
Age;; 15 moons.
Gender;; She-cat.
Clan;; SplashClan
Rank;; Leader
Sire;;
Hawkclaw of SplashClan.
Brown tabby tom with slightly visible lighter brown stripes, brown eyes, shortfurred.
Hawkclaw is a pureblood SplashClan warrior, with three brothers.
Dam;;
Gentleheart of SplashClan, formerly of AshClan.
Dark brown she-cat with dark brown eyes, longhaired.
Gentleheart left AshClan because it only brought up painful memories. When she was a kit, her mother never really paid any attention to her, and when she became pregnant with Darkkit with a loner, he abondoned her.
Siblings;;
Darkfur (half-brother) of AshClan.
Dark brown tom with black stripes and scar on left paw, dark brown eyes that are almost black, longhaired.
Even though he is a half-Clan-cat he holds a deep-seated hatred for non-Clan cats. Loners, rogues, kittypets, you name it. But he absolutely adores his half-Clan half-sister, however.
Appearance;;
Semi-longhaired, dark brown fur with lighter brown tabby stripes that become rings on her legs and tail. Her nose is black, and her eyes are dark brown. Her fur is wild (hence her name) and a little messy, but she makes sure to not let it look like a complete mess. She's not that much of a slob, besides, she'll never look pretty, so why even try? At least, that's what she thinks.
She does not look too thin nor too chubby. She is tall and towers over others her age, even some toms seem intimidated by her.
Even so, she is not "powerful," but if she is angry enough or enough adrenaline is pumping through her veins, she can (briefly) summon enough strength to quite literally grab and throw someone across the clearing. But usually the one she is throwing is at least somewhat smaller than her, otherwise it is quite difficult.
Her claws are quite sharp, even if they seemed slightly dulled. Her teeth can rip off a cat's ear easily, and if enough strength is summoned, they can also snap a cat's tail. Whether she can snap a cat's neck is unknown, even to her deputy.
She is fast when the time calls for it, but most of the time she is feels very sluggish, but she doesn't allow that to hinder her leader duties. If she were a few years younger, that would have been a different story entirely. But that's a tale for another time.
Wildstar can catch a rabbit if she wishes, but usually she just goes for mice and land-prey. She doesn't particularly like to hunt birds, unless it is obvious that it is an easy catch. Despite her long legs, she finds diffilculty in jumping, both mentally and physically.
Personality;;
Despite her strong will to be a good leader to her Clan, Wildstar has little to no self-esteem whatsoever. She is strangely indifferent to death, and does not see a problem with killing someone if they deserve it. She thinks quite lowly of herself, and doesn't think anyone could ever love her like her parents and half-brother do.
Even though the way she sees herself is rather depressing, she is determined now more than ever to clean up her act when she is needed by her Clan as leader. The rest of the time... she goes right back to her depressed self. The worst part? No one has noticed! Maybe because she puts up a happy front. She doesn't want to dump her problems on anyone. She thinks she's too much of a burden as it is.
But hopefully, someone will notice soon and convince her that she is more than she thinks she is. When Wildstar has free time, all her leader duties are done, she just sits there and dayreams, staring off into space, lost in her thoughts and imagination. SplashClan has gotten used to it long ago.
History;;
Wildkit:
Wildkit's heritage is rather complicated. Her mother, Gentleheart, is a former AshClan queen who left because there was nothing but painful memories for her there. Her father, Hawkclaw, is a purebred SplashClan cat with three brothers.
Gentleheart and Hawkclaw had a brief love, but when Wildkit was born their affections for eachother gradually faded until they saw eachother as nothing but friends. They both love Wildstar more than the entire world, or so they say (Wildstar could never quite comprehend such a love for someone).
Wildkit blamed herself for their seperation, claiming that if she was never born they would still be together. Gentleheart and Hawkclaw deny all of it. They don't blame her at all. But Wildstar still does.
Wildpaw:
When Wildkit became Wildpaw, she began secretly visiting her half-brother Darkfur. Gentleheart knows, but has promised to keep it a secret. Hawkclaw suspects, but he hasn't said a word. Yet.
Wildpaw never quite really understood Darkfur's hatred for non-Clan cats. They were cats, too. Just different. Darkfur's hatred never wavered before, and still doesn't, however.
They still visit eachother, but admittedly less than they used to. Wildstar has been too busy with her leader duties, and Darkfur understands that.
When Wildpaw became friends with two she-cat loners that were her age, Amanda and Rachel, they were inseperable and were the best of friends. Whenever Wildpaw had free time, she would visit them. Darkfur didn't approve, while Gentleheart and Hawkclaw never found out.
But one day, Amanda and Rachel just suddenly decided they didn't want to be her friends anymore. It hurt Wildpaw deeply, as they decided to tell her everything that they thought was wrong with her. Wildpaw would always daydream and stare off into space, and it was "too weird and freaky" for them. Wildpaw was always so needy and whiny, dumping her problems on everyone else as if the world revolved around her, which wasn't true. Wildpaw tried not to do that, but that's how things ended up one way or another, despite her best intentions.
One thing after the other, they cut her down. Then they left her, tearful and hurt beyond repair. This was when Wildpaw's self-esteem began to decline.
Wildfire:
Wildfire nearly fainted from shock when she was named deputy.
She had never even considered it. Now, with that soon-to-be responsibility dumped on her shoulders, it took everything she had to not just have panic attacks once a day. She was convinced SplashClan would be doomed under her rule.
But no one saw her distress.
She has never seen herself as a good-looking she-cat, or as a good addition to SplashClan, for that matter. And it was exactly that type of thinking that eventually made her give up trying to make some kind of a difference entirely at one point. She hated herself, and how she just couldn't find the will to try.
Wildstar:
Now, she is still depressed and still has low self-esteem, but no one has noticed at all. But hopefully someone will. Soon. She has convinced herself that she must step up to the plate for SplashClan, even if that means losing every single last life within her. Speaking of lives, she has eight left.
Roleplay Example;;
Wildstar sighed, her tail-tip twitching to-and-fro as she sat in the middle of the SplashClan camp. A breeze ruffled her brown fur, and she gave the slightest of shivers. It was an unusually cold morning, even for newleaf. Odd. She sniffed the air, and found it damper than usual. Perhaps it would rain? Yawning sleepily, Wildstar laid her head on her paws, her dark brown eyes fluttering closed as she did so.
She was asleep within seconds.
FINALLY, it's done!
This took longer than I thought it would.
