Heatherstar

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you know the secrets I could never tell

» • »name , heatherstar
» • »gender , she-cat
» • »age , thirty-eight moons
» • »birthdate , april fifth
» • »clan , windclan
» • »rank , leader

when I'm quiet you break through my shell

» • »appearance , the first thing you will notice about heatherstar is her eyes. they definitely stick out in her body. let’s take a look at them. first of all, you will notice their size. heatherstar’s eyes are huge. they are like two big moons in the center of her head. and when you look into them, you feel scared, because they’re so huge. and they posses so much ... compassion. you see, heatherstar’s eyes always reflect what she is feeling. they’re like windows right into her soul. she hates this sometimes, but that’s the way she is. the next thing you notice is the intense color. if these eyes were on anyone else’s body, they would look cruel and merciless. however, on heatherstar’s body, they are warm, even though they possess that color that’s really uncomfortable to look in. you know that color, it’s called ice-blue. except it’s not ice-blue. it is the most splendid, compassionate, warm gaze of ice-dark-warm-blue. and they look simply wonderful on her.

ah, next up is her simply wonderful build. she is taller than most windclan cats, taller than most cats. she towers above them, really towers, but she doesn’t look scary. she looks far from it. but we will talk about that later. she is tall and long-limbed. her legs are as long as tree-trucks, but thin as twigs. her tail is long and slender. she looks very splendid, to tell you the truth, regal and proud, with that tail waving behind her like a banner. her strengs lie with agility and speed. she can easily outrun almost any of her warriors. her long, regal tail helps her keep her balance and regain her balance after she falls. she looks flawless, perfect, when she runs. you can just flash a picture in your mind. her golden tail stretches out to its full extent, and her paws are straight. her body is long and almost like a horizontal line. she really looks good. she holds herself with good posture, always standing tall, ears and tail erect.

next up is her fur. it shines in the sun, always perfect, always flawless, never ugly, unless she just stepped through a briar patch. she is a mottled tabby, first of all. her body is covered with twisting stripes that are frequently interrupted with golden spots. the rest of her pelt is pure, light golden-yellow. you will never see it looking bad, as I told you, unless she has just stepped out of a briar patch. that is because heatherstar frequently washes and is always trying to make some improvement on her beloved fur. she is obsessed about the way she looks, but she doesn’t let it interrupt her duty to windclan. however, it is always shining and glossy. it sparkles in the summer sun. her fur is very short, but thick, so she is not uncomfortable in any season.

don't feel the need to do a rebel yell

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» • »personality , first of all, heatherstar is incredibly warm. whether she is talking to a clan cat, loner, rogue, or kittypet, you can always detect that warm tinge to her voice. it makes her stand out. she is well-liked in windclan, and in the other clans, too. nobody hates her, nobody would bear to hate her either, because this little kitty isn’t all sugar and cookies. she has that tough side, too, that would rather hunt you down than invite you into her clan. she is indeed extremely loyal, and would never do a thing to harm windclan. however, she would do whatever it takes to help windclan, even if that means breaking the warrior code. you see, heatherstar always gets what she wants, and it is thoroughly unwise to argue with her and try to take what she wants away from her.

ah, yes, i see you have caught on. heatherstar is determined. she gets what she wants, whatever it takes. you could call it ambitious, yes, but just keep in mind that heatherstar will kill if she has to. not that she ever has. anyway, heatherstar has a very organized mind. she can remember things and memorize things quickly. she has a visual memory and kind of 'take pictures' of things in her mind. she is an extremely thoughtful cat, and sometimes she blurts things out without even meaning to. however, you can't help loving heatherstar, she is so loveable, so perfect and flawless. not that i'm saying she doesn't have any quirks. she has a lot, and i'll tell you some.

heatherstar never relies on anyone else for anything. she always does the things she has to do herself. you see, she is the type of cat who will always be at your side when you need it, and she never asks for anything back, no favors, no anything. she trusts her whole clan, but she just looks at everything, however small it is, as extra super important, and thinks she needs to do it herself because if she's not there, someone else might mess it up. and, no, she is not self-centered, though she can act a little bit that way sometimes. another thing, heatherstar needs those moments where nobody's there very badly sometimes. she needs to think about things, and pause for a second and wonder if everything she is doing is alright. she is practical, almost too practical, and that can get in the way sometimes because she doubts herself, and that just ends up in disaster.

heatherstar's reaction to anything that could possibly danger her, her clan, or her loved ones is hiss, spit, claw, kill. she will not tolerate apprentices who constantly break the warrior code, and consequences will be very severe. she, however, never hurts someone else in her clan. she does believe in peace, and that shows in her normal warm, friendly, self, that is a very peaceful person. she, however, is different from other windclan cats. all the leader before her cherished the peace and would do whatever the other leaders said in order to keep peace. heather is not like that. if another leader told her to do something, her mouth would become a slit, and she would say a curt 'no'. and if they attacked, well, that was their choice whether they wanted to die or not.

'cause you keep my feet on the ground

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» • »history , heatherkit, unlike most kits, was not born. well, she was born, but no cat knows how or where. she was found stuffed in a tree hollow, barely alive, with the dead bodies of her two brothers beside her. and she uttered one word, "help." no cat knows who her parents were, but I'll tell you. her father was a kittypet who was sitting on his fence when his mother started playing with him; she was the flirty type, who earned the trust of toms, then dumped 'em. but, for them, it went beyond flirts. they mated. but, you see, afterwards, Lara (that was her mother's name) said to herself, "you know what? i don't need a tom following me around like a lost kit." so their next, meeting, she flat out went and killed him. she was going to kill her kits, too, but when heatherkit rubbed against her, Lara's heart melted. So she taught them the word 'help' and stuffed them in a tree hollow.

So Heatherkit was nursed by a 'Snowdrop', who, instead of loving her, like a good mother should, she detested her. You see, Snowdrop was nothing like a soft, white, delicate flower. She was a mean, angry cat who was, in fact, almost an outcast in the Clan. So you see, as soon as Heatherkit was old enough to stop drinking milk from her mother, she was kicked out of the nursery. And, well, its actually thanks to Snowdrop that her knowledge came. She watched the camp all day. And at night, she slept in the medicine cat's den. Her Clan tried to talk Snowdrop into caring for Heatherkit, but the she-cat refused to see the kit's face. And then there was one thing that decided it. Heatherkit tried to help the medicine cat, but he kept snapping at her, and she became angry, and attacked him. Nobody got hurt, though, but the Clan decided that Heatherkit had too much idle time. She was apprenticed at the age of five and a half moons.

Darkstar, the leader before her, made sure to give her an extremely friendly mentor, because she was just a kit, and motherless, too, so she knew nothing except what she had learned from watching. So, her mentor was a good-natured tom named Patchedleaf. Patchedleaf was old enough to be an elder, but he had warrior blood in his veins 24/7. The lively tom refused to become an elder, but the truth was, he was quite creaky. So, he often had seizures while training, but they were nothing to worry about, said Patchedleaf. It was the most fun Heatherpaw had had in her life, with Patchedleaf. There was one problem. Once, while they were walking away from battle-training, Patchedleaf got another seizure. But this time, he was longer and more hazardous. He was rolling on the ground, wretching. And, so, he choked to death.

Because Heatherpaw was mentorless, Darkstar decided to make her a warrior. So, the night after Patchedleaf was buried, Darkstar had a Clan meeting and named Heatherpaw 'Heathernose'. Heathernose sat by the entrance of the camp that night, looking at the stars, wondering which tiny pinpoint of light was Patchedleaf. In the morning, Tansyshadow, the deputy, walked by and tapped her on the shoulder, letting Heathernose know that she could talk now. The young warrior immediately padded to the fresh-kill pile and finished off a good thrush before padding into the warrior's den for some sleep. It was a tiring day for her, as she only got to sleep for twenty minutes, because Tansyshadow picked her for the sun-high patrol. After that, she had to go hunting until sunset.

As a young warrior, Heatherstar suddenly became very stiff and strict and snappy; some say it was because while she wanted to become leader. She stuck to the rules, always. However, she was more mellowed, not as happy as she used to be. This is because while she was hunting until sunset, she had passed her tree hollow and smelled her and her mother on it. This had forced the young cat to rethink her history and give some thought on her real mother. She felt as though she was bursting, she needed to tell somebody, but there was nobody to trust. So, with that depressed feeling inside, she became very snappy. However, it did her some good. because she followed the rules, she was rewarded with an apprentice.

Smoothpaw never wanted to be Heathernose's apprentice, the grouchy ol' lump. He wanted to be Butterflynose's apprentice. But Butterflynose was having kits. Smoothpw did the best he could at making everything hard for Heathernose; while she was patiently teaching him how to creep up on a rabbit before she ran, he rustled some heather and her rabbit bounded away, tail up. He foiled everything she tried to teach him; finally, she got fed up and yelled at him. It forced some sense into poor Smoothpaw. He must've thought she was crazy, but he obeyed her.

Tansyshadow retired on the night Smoothpaw was named Smoothridge. Heathernose was chosen as the deputy, to her surprise. And she changed from that strict, snappy, cat to herself again, because she knew she has a duty for her Clan. She and Darkstar worked well together. Heathernose was an experienced warrior, so she got another apprentice named Fleckpaw who she loved. After Fleckpaw was named Fleckfur, she noticed some change in Darkstar. Then, suddenly, one day, he attacked a human wildly. Then, he fell, and lay there, stiff-legged, panting. The humans took him away and said he had something called 'rabies'. It didn't spread to the rest of the Clan, it only spread to the humans because he attacked them.

The medicine cat dragged her to the Moonpool. Heathernose didn't want to stick her nose in the Moonpool, but that was her duty to the Clan. Stick her nose in the pool and fall asleep. And she did, and came back a tired, depressed hero.

talk with me now and into the night

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» • »rp sample ,

i'll be right here when you need me,
anytime just keep believing

night was falling. the last glimmer of the sun burned on the horizon, then disappeared, plunging the land into darkness. there were only two small flashlights, and they were blue. they were also known as heatherstar's eyes. the tall she-cat was standing erect with a rabbit in her jaws. her ears were perked up and she was perfectly still. she had become a leader many moons ago, and now she understood what she had to do. just do whatever her clan asked. that's what she thought anyway, but she wasn't thinking about that at the moment. her mind was troubled, and all she could think at the moment was: danger. But no scent of fox, dog, badger, or any other dangerous animal filled the air. she made one movement, tipping her head to one side. the prey in her mouth tipped, too, but she ignored it. she was trying to figure out what was bothering her.

she jumped when a sound filled the air, thumping. her prey flew from her mouth. the ground was shaking beneath her paws. she made a wild dash, but everywhere the ground was splitting. it rammed against itself, creating huge hills. heatherstar dug her claws into the ground, but that didn't help. her prey slid into a hole. she cried out desperately, help! someone help me! the poor kitty screamed as her back legs disappeared into a newly-made hole. she held onto the sides with all her might. this is the end, she thought with a strange calmness, me, starclan, and the shifting earth. and she waited. the rattling ground didn't let her get up. she couldn't try, she would plummet down to her death. but as the hole got narrower, she saw an escape.

the nimble she-cat swung her back legs out of the hole and latched them onto the side of the cliff. then, carefully, cautiously, slowly, she inched onto land again. the earth had stopped shifting, leaving dark black holes in the land. heatherstar nodded strictly and dusted herself off, swiftly licking herself. she would have to warn her clan about this. she couldn't have any of her cats falling into dark holes in the middle of the moor. she felt a desire to look down and see if she could retrieve her rabbit. she dug her claws into the ground near the edge of a hole. it made her dizzy, looking into this blackness. plus, she couldn't see the rabbit anywhere. with a defeated sigh, she turned and began to pad quietly back to the camp.

the sitch;;

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the cat;;[/b] heatherstar
the mood;;[/b] happy, then scared and worried
the muse;;[/b] its okay. not that good, not that bad
the word count;;[/b] 426
the notes;; hm. 426. not bad for the amount of muse i have. and, poor, heatherstar, she doesn't know that she's in an earthquake![/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]

hokay, so, here's the deal: this form was made by skye of starshine but you can use it. on one condition. do not steal. oh, and the lyrics are from 'true friend' by miley cyrus. kthanksbye.