Filled Up!!

ᴾᴱᴿˁᴼᴺᴬᴸᴵᵀʸ → [sub]Mysterious. Extremely Clever. A Bit Of A Klutz. Elegant. Proper.
Shatteredstorm tends to be on the curios side of things, she's always getting into something that she probably shouldn't; unless she should of course. She rambles and rants to herself constantly on the silliest of things, such as buttons, flowers, and dirt. Maybe this flower should be here instead of here, no, this might cause problems with the kits, oh goodness! She's here, there, and everywhere as well, if you ever need here, you'll always find her scurrying about somewhere nearby, it's not that she may have just been nosing her way into your conversation and knows everything you were just saying. . . It's just. . . Yeah, she probably was. But don't let that bother you too much, you usually never even know she's there.

Shattered has a light-heart, meaning she can take some of the most tiniest things to heart. Calls her silly, she thinks you just called her completely insane and will most likely never talk to her again. This is why she doesn't have as many friends, she always been scared to talk to others due to the fact that she was bullied a lot as a kit, thinking everything she did was wrong in some sort of way. So she keeps to herself most of the times.
Likes; The smell of rain, flowers, walking in the forest, wind, chilly nights, starts.
Dislikes; Rude cats, snobs, hot weather.
Fears; Being rejected, getting bullied.

ᴬᴾᴾᴱᴬᴿᴬᴺᶜᴱ →[sub]Lithe and elegant, this she-cat's body is made for running and swift hunting, of course. She has a agile body hidden beneath her beautiful, soft fur that makes her fast and light on her feet. She's small but her body is filled with fit muscles, making her hunting skills about a 6.5 out of 10. Shattered has a lovely, calico coloured pelt. It's very soft and fluffy, her white topcoat is mixed in evenly with two other shades of orange and black. It looks extremely shiny, but up close you can see that it's just an ordinary pelt. On top of the base-coat are soft patches of light ginger and patches of black. Her base-coat itself is a snowy white, it takes much time and dedication to maintain such a wonderful pelt. No single cat can deny that she's beautiful, although there have been a few... She is the perfect size, being not too and not too big, the perfect shape, the perfect complexion. Shattered knows she is pretty, she just wishes others would stop taking advantage of her.
[sub]Shatteredstorm's eyes are two little stormy orbs, hence the suffix to her name, storm. Simple yet elegant, aquamarine, mixed with chilling flecks of polar blue, she's also got teal edges that seem to spill out from the sides and mingle with the other colors. It makes her eyes very noticeable at night, day, anytime really, some cats have even seemed paralyzed when looking into them. They seem to lean towards the polar blue with teal flecks at night, a deep aquamarine with polar blue flecks at night, and both mixed during evening and afternoon...They're very interesting to look at. Yet, looking at this she-cat’s eyes, it is almost memorizing. Moon-kissed colors and textures, twisting and turning together to make the orbs of this cat look like a light show. They seem to fit both her, and her personality very well, whether one truly looks at this she-cat or just glances, no one can miss how she is a truly beautiful young she-cat; though she honestly cannot tell what is beautiful about herself. Never once daring to use her beauty to her advantage, she just hides from the names of her kit days, being called foxdung and crowfood lowered her self-esteem a bit too much. Shatteredstorm is not a commonly threatening looking she-cat, but the surprising thing about her eyes is that they are actually frightening to look at for too long. They are very bright most of the time, just like her pelt and almost seem holy no thanks to her clumsiness. She seems to keeps them emotionless and blank, which makes them all the more frightening.

She could catch nearly any tom's attention, that is, if she wanted to, it seems as if many attempts to impress the ones she loves and failing for doing so have drove her off the edge of hope, she's desperately falling, sinking into depressing thoughts of being alone forever. She often wonders whether or not the cats even remember calling her such things, probably not... But the scars will forever remain across her small, weakened heart.

ᶜᴿᵁˁᴴ → [sub]Nope
ᴹᴬᵀᴱ → [sub]Never had one
ᴷᴵᵀˁ → [sub]Nope...
ᴷᴵᴺ → [sub]Ragingriver;; Father;; Deceased; Killed by foxes
Whiteblossom;; Mother;; Deceased; Birth Disorder
Snowpaw;; Brother;; Deceased; Greencough
Dappleheart;; Sister;; Living; ?
ᴴᴵˁᵀᴼᴿʸ → [size=8][sub]At birth, her parents knew she was different, brightly colored eyes, stunning calico coat, graceful beauty, she looked like a message from StarClan, and indeed she was. At the time, their leader, Brightstar, was going though a deep stage of depression after losing her own kits in a dog attack sent from another evil clan, at the sight of such an elegant, bright kit, her first instincts were to claim her as her own; the only problem was that she wasn't her own, yes she was a part of the clan making her her's, but she had not birthed this kit. Brightstar grew eager and noted every move "her" kit made, calling her, her little star, giving the kit the name Starkit.

Many moons advanced when she was given the name Starpaw, as all other apprentices were, but she soon noticed that all the other cats seemed to dislike her for her sudden fame as a kit, it wasn't her fault she was born the way she was, but other cats didn't care; even elders picked on her, calling her "foxdung" and "mousebrained". She took all of these insults to heart and was usually seen crying or wallowing in her own self-pity, which eventually gave her the name Shatteredheart. She didn't necessarily like this name, she just knows that after Brightstar died trying to save her in a terrible storm, that all the clan cats started calling her Shatteredstorm, so the name stuck.