Post by jinxy on Sept 6, 2021 1:01:34 GMT -6
Warblerflower
Lichenclan
A large DILUTE calico point she-cat with blue eyes
Warrior
female
57 moons
Appearance
Character Stature: Warbler is a large she-cat. She towers over most cats her age. Along with her size she can come off as kind of intimidatingly, if it wasn't for her shy and gentle nature. She carries lots of excess weight, making her much bulkier and even scarier to cats outside of her clan. To match her body Warbler has large clumsy paws.
Character Pelt: Warbler's long diluted calico fur is always groomed nicely, making her look elegant and soft looking. Her long fur is soft but thick making it good for swimming. Her pelt smells of Rain and Milk, making her feel comforting and warm to cats around her. In the warmer seasons she can be seen with flower petals in her pelt that bring out her fur and offer a delightful decoration
Character Face: Warbler has a small sized head that doesn't seem to fit her body. Her cheeks are almost like a chipmunks, her cheek fur falling down in neat line that looks like vines. Her eyes always seem to be sad looking, her amber eyes always half lidded, with a large muzzle. She always carries a smile, even if she's not feeling happy.
Character Pelt: Warbler's long diluted calico fur is always groomed nicely, making her look elegant and soft looking. Her long fur is soft but thick making it good for swimming. Her pelt smells of Rain and Milk, making her feel comforting and warm to cats around her. In the warmer seasons she can be seen with flower petals in her pelt that bring out her fur and offer a delightful decoration
Character Face: Warbler has a small sized head that doesn't seem to fit her body. Her cheeks are almost like a chipmunks, her cheek fur falling down in neat line that looks like vines. Her eyes always seem to be sad looking, her amber eyes always half lidded, with a large muzzle. She always carries a smile, even if she's not feeling happy.
Personality
Empathetic Motherly,
Warblerflower is a very empathetic and understanding cat. She truely feels the feelings around her and her clanmates. She's their to comfort her clanmate or cry along with them. She's always their to offer comforting words, or just let a cat feel.
Warblerflower is very motherly. She can't help but help cats, young or old and give them motherly advice or even love. Scooping up cats to offer them a motherly comfort they may not have. She's always their to give cats something soothing.
Meek, Ditsy
Warblerflower is a meek cat, often the quiet type who often just lets herself be stepped on without raising a voice. She hardly raises her voice to speak up for things, even when its something she cares strongly about. A quiet molly who just wants to stay in her own corner and not be noticed or bothered.
Warblerflower isn't the smartest cat. She has a hard time understanding some things and doesn't look too much into. She takes things at face value and doesn't seem to take things seriously or blow them off.
History
Kithood: Warblerkit was born in a late Greenleaf night, to Silverwater and Reedfeather. This hadn't been their first litter, having a single kit litter before Warblerkit. But both were surprised to find they once again only had one kit, but at least this time it was girl. Before Warblerkit had even opened her eyes the two were already making plans for her future.
Warblerkit didn't really want to spend time with other kits. She often found her own fun alone or would quietly be alone with her thoughts. She found staying by her parents stressed her out, as they often seemed to criticize her or lecture her on what to say or do. They had a reputation to hold up and Warblerkit was expected to follow and obey.
The one real friend she had was her older brother Sparrowstone. The tom was a young warrior and would bring her feathers during hunts and tell her stories of what he saw on patrols and taught her moves. Sparrowstone was Warblerkit's whole world, and she considered him her best friend.
Warblerkit was taught about Starclan the moment she could hear though not as passionatly as other families. Warblerkit was a little confused about the entire concept and couldn't seem to grasp the understanding or how strict their clans laws were. She decided to talk to Sparrowstone about it and he told her. He explained how their family didn't exactly have any belive in starclan or Heronstar's leadership but kept quiet and pretended to act like their clanmates to keep their high status.
Even if Warblerkit didn't understand, or believe she knew she had to obey or she'd jeopardize her entire family. This is when her family's pressure really started to weigh on her.
Warblerkit's baptism ceremony went smoothly. She went along calmly and quiet. While she hated the experience she loved the look of pride and relief in her parents eyes.
Adolescence: Warblerpaw seemed to grow even more quiet and subdued as an apprentice. Realizing she was under a microscope she walked on eggshells. She stayed away from cats that weren't in Starclan's favor, and when she did talk to someone it was strained and robotic. The only time she felt like she could be herself was when she was alone or when she was with Sparrowstone. Her mentor didn't make it easier.
Her mentor Sparkfang was a sarcastic and bitter tom. He wasn't exactly in the clans favor at the time and didn't seem too excited to be mentoring Warblerpaw. She listened to everything he had to say, and tried her best, but when they were alone he often went on large rants about the clan and life, making Warblerpaw anxious. Even worse was he wasn't polite to those around him, especially other warriors. Warblerpaw now received looks of interest and pity, making her even more uncomfortable.
Warblerpaw found her skills in fighting and swimming, while hunting seemed to be a struggle. The fact she passed and earned her warrior name was a blessing and a huge relief.
When Warblerpaw recieved her warrior name Warblerflower she couldn't help but feel a sense of lonliness. Seeing all these other warriors with friends, crushes. Lives, lives she had cut herself away from she realized she had been cutting herself off from possible happiness.
Thats when she met Patchstrike. The tom was only a little bit older then her but the two seemed to click right away, and often spent their time together. While their was some mild flirting it mostly stayed as a very close friendship, but things changed as their indivisual lives did.
Warblerflower never expected to loose someone so close to her so soon. So when she watched in horror as her brother was brought into camp, dead she felt her world shatter. She grieved for her brother, her best friend. If Patchstrike hadn't been by her side she had no idea how she'd been able to survive such a hard time.
After that something changed, and Warblerflower found herself lost in emotions. Patchstrike was in love with her, but was she in love back? Warblerflower had never felt attraction to anyone before, but when Patchstrike admitted his feelings to her, after their moons of being so close and sharing so many secrets, Warbler agreed. Besides she was sure what she was feeling now was Love right? She tried to ignore the weird pit in her stomach that screamed that something was wrong.
Warblerflower was shocked to find she was pregnant. She didn't expect to be a mother so soon, or maybe it wasn't? Warblerflower's parents were exstatic. Their perfect daughter was now going to give them perfect grandkits with her perfect mate.
Warblerflower told Patchstrike nervously and when she saw how happy he was, she tried to make it settle her own unease, besides she had always wanted to be a mother right? The two had 3 kits, two she-kits and a tom. While Warblerflower would never admit it, she couldn't help but already favor the tom, named after the brother she had lost so long ago.
After the birth of their kits new problems arised. The two argued over if the kits should know about their parents believes and Starclan. Warblerflower was scared to tell her kits the truth, remembering how scared and alone she had felt, she'd rather hide her kits from the scary truth of how her clan was. She was thankful when Patchstrike relented, but seeing her kits so frazzled but their clan and political tension Warblerflower felt a surge of guilt. She hadn't blocked her kits from anything, only giving them a different type of fear.
Patchstrike and her had a huge fight that night and something inside Warblerflower snapped. She wasn't happy. She wasn't happy with how she was living, or her perfect family and it scared her. That night they slept in seperate nests, leaving Warblerflower alone with her thoughts. The next day she apologized and the two were together again, but Warblerflower had changed, their was a distance between them and Warblerflower wasn't sure what to do.
As her kits became apprentices she still felt a longing to be around kits. While she kept her warrior rank she prioritize helping new queens and helped mothers watch over kits. She enjoyed being motherly and helping the other queens then other duties. Her kits grew up quickly, and she watched them become warriors. Still something weighed the she-cat down, like she hadn't unlocked something of herself, that something was hiding from her own mind
Currently Warblerflower tries to suppress these thoughts by worrying about the clan. The secret rebellion and more wars make her anxious for the future and for her children.
Warblerkit didn't really want to spend time with other kits. She often found her own fun alone or would quietly be alone with her thoughts. She found staying by her parents stressed her out, as they often seemed to criticize her or lecture her on what to say or do. They had a reputation to hold up and Warblerkit was expected to follow and obey.
The one real friend she had was her older brother Sparrowstone. The tom was a young warrior and would bring her feathers during hunts and tell her stories of what he saw on patrols and taught her moves. Sparrowstone was Warblerkit's whole world, and she considered him her best friend.
Warblerkit was taught about Starclan the moment she could hear though not as passionatly as other families. Warblerkit was a little confused about the entire concept and couldn't seem to grasp the understanding or how strict their clans laws were. She decided to talk to Sparrowstone about it and he told her. He explained how their family didn't exactly have any belive in starclan or Heronstar's leadership but kept quiet and pretended to act like their clanmates to keep their high status.
Even if Warblerkit didn't understand, or believe she knew she had to obey or she'd jeopardize her entire family. This is when her family's pressure really started to weigh on her.
Warblerkit's baptism ceremony went smoothly. She went along calmly and quiet. While she hated the experience she loved the look of pride and relief in her parents eyes.
Adolescence: Warblerpaw seemed to grow even more quiet and subdued as an apprentice. Realizing she was under a microscope she walked on eggshells. She stayed away from cats that weren't in Starclan's favor, and when she did talk to someone it was strained and robotic. The only time she felt like she could be herself was when she was alone or when she was with Sparrowstone. Her mentor didn't make it easier.
Her mentor Sparkfang was a sarcastic and bitter tom. He wasn't exactly in the clans favor at the time and didn't seem too excited to be mentoring Warblerpaw. She listened to everything he had to say, and tried her best, but when they were alone he often went on large rants about the clan and life, making Warblerpaw anxious. Even worse was he wasn't polite to those around him, especially other warriors. Warblerpaw now received looks of interest and pity, making her even more uncomfortable.
Warblerpaw found her skills in fighting and swimming, while hunting seemed to be a struggle. The fact she passed and earned her warrior name was a blessing and a huge relief.
When Warblerpaw recieved her warrior name Warblerflower she couldn't help but feel a sense of lonliness. Seeing all these other warriors with friends, crushes. Lives, lives she had cut herself away from she realized she had been cutting herself off from possible happiness.
Thats when she met Patchstrike. The tom was only a little bit older then her but the two seemed to click right away, and often spent their time together. While their was some mild flirting it mostly stayed as a very close friendship, but things changed as their indivisual lives did.
Warblerflower never expected to loose someone so close to her so soon. So when she watched in horror as her brother was brought into camp, dead she felt her world shatter. She grieved for her brother, her best friend. If Patchstrike hadn't been by her side she had no idea how she'd been able to survive such a hard time.
After that something changed, and Warblerflower found herself lost in emotions. Patchstrike was in love with her, but was she in love back? Warblerflower had never felt attraction to anyone before, but when Patchstrike admitted his feelings to her, after their moons of being so close and sharing so many secrets, Warbler agreed. Besides she was sure what she was feeling now was Love right? She tried to ignore the weird pit in her stomach that screamed that something was wrong.
Warblerflower was shocked to find she was pregnant. She didn't expect to be a mother so soon, or maybe it wasn't? Warblerflower's parents were exstatic. Their perfect daughter was now going to give them perfect grandkits with her perfect mate.
Warblerflower told Patchstrike nervously and when she saw how happy he was, she tried to make it settle her own unease, besides she had always wanted to be a mother right? The two had 3 kits, two she-kits and a tom. While Warblerflower would never admit it, she couldn't help but already favor the tom, named after the brother she had lost so long ago.
After the birth of their kits new problems arised. The two argued over if the kits should know about their parents believes and Starclan. Warblerflower was scared to tell her kits the truth, remembering how scared and alone she had felt, she'd rather hide her kits from the scary truth of how her clan was. She was thankful when Patchstrike relented, but seeing her kits so frazzled but their clan and political tension Warblerflower felt a surge of guilt. She hadn't blocked her kits from anything, only giving them a different type of fear.
Patchstrike and her had a huge fight that night and something inside Warblerflower snapped. She wasn't happy. She wasn't happy with how she was living, or her perfect family and it scared her. That night they slept in seperate nests, leaving Warblerflower alone with her thoughts. The next day she apologized and the two were together again, but Warblerflower had changed, their was a distance between them and Warblerflower wasn't sure what to do.
As her kits became apprentices she still felt a longing to be around kits. While she kept her warrior rank she prioritize helping new queens and helped mothers watch over kits. She enjoyed being motherly and helping the other queens then other duties. Her kits grew up quickly, and she watched them become warriors. Still something weighed the she-cat down, like she hadn't unlocked something of herself, that something was hiding from her own mind
Currently Warblerflower tries to suppress these thoughts by worrying about the clan. The secret rebellion and more wars make her anxious for the future and for her children.