Character Name:
Swansong, previously Swanpaw and Swankit.
Character Age:
27 moons, also known as two years and three months.
Gender:
Female.
Alliance:
It really depends, since in the canon clans she would be Windclan. However, I do desire to put her in a few fan-clans.
Rank:
Medicine cat when I feel up to it, but usually I put her as a warrior.
Appearance (6 or more sentences):
Swansong is a long fur maine coon she-cat with a shining, glossy white coat. Her coat is unique with a blotch of ginger that takes up her whole back. The top of her head is the same color, stopping right below her eyes and on her nose arch. Her entire tail is covered her the ginger markings. Swansong's front legs have a cape of ginger on the front as well. She has blue-colored eyes, slightly yellow. a few specks of fur dangle helplessly off the tips of her ears, like a lynx. She has a small scar on her flank from a battle with a loner later in her life.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
Swansong is a mellow, gentle, and overall caring she-cat. She loves to be able to help, but can sometimes be selfish and self absorbed, which can be damaging. She is loyal and only wants to be there to help her clan, though she does sometimes have her doubts. She is very swift and cunning when need be, but can often become distracted by something if that prevents it.
If you get her angry enough, her tongue is as sharp as a needle! But usually, she is somewhat of a pacifist. She dislikes fighting and arguing and tries to stray from it, but her intentions aren't always to truth.
She tries to be polite to other cats, but when in shock she may sound somewhat rude.
Overall, she's somewhat of a motherly figure.
---Likes (at least 3):
Swansong enjoys being able to help other cats settle their differences. She also likes talking to her friends and feeling accomplished. She loves the feeling of being liked, and honored amongst her clan.
--- Dislikes (at least 3):
Swansong hates having no time to slow down and relax every once in a while. She doesn't like being the one to blame, true or not. She also has a strong dislike cats who are careless and too ambitious for their own well-being. And most of all, she absolutely hates twolegs, but is able to find a calm way to let this out.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5):
One of her strengths is the fact that she can adapt to new situations and environments quickly. She's also diligent, and works quickly, often doing what needs to be done.
---Weaknesses (At least 3):
Swansong has a few weaknesses, and one of them is that she has problems with good judgement and decision. She can't survive (or at least not well) without others to guide her through hardships. Another weakness is that she can be a bit too helpful, which can be irritating and annoying.
History (8 or more sentences):
As a kit, Swankit spent a lot of her time chasing butterflies, or batting at spare pieces of bedding. She barely played with her litter-mates, Orcakit or Goldpaw, thinking they were too rough. She would often try too escape nursery to explore outside, but never succeeded due to her mother always grabbing her and taking her back. She was named Swankit for her glossy white pelt.
When she was of age, her leader, Wheatstar, gave her her apprentice name. She was so exited to begin training at last until she found her mentor was one of the snarkiest cats in her clan- Cobaltfur. At first she hated the idea of even being around that she-cat, but Cobaltfur turned out to be less of her rude personality and only needed a bit of bonding to become a great mentor.
Over time, she became more experienced with fighting and wrestling though she didn't have the desire to battle other cats. She was quite strong, but not as strong as Orcapaw or Goldfeather in the slightest. One day she noticed her mentor slipping out of camp in the dead of night. Curious, Swanpaw tracked her down to witness she was meeting with the leader of the enemy clan.
She immediately ran back to camp, assuming it was of hostile intention, since the clan leader had treated her mentor as an equal. Why else would they be talking? She immediately burst into Wheatstar's den at sunrise, telling her about the fateful encounter. Her leader hadn't believed her at first, but Cobaltfur had overheard admitted herself to the leader when she was questioned. Cobaltfur was soon exiled for betraying her clan, And Swanpaw became a warrior under the name of Swansong, honoring the deed she did.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
Swansong padded through the lush undergrowth, her teeth bared. She was approaching a group of two out of place kits. First, they think it would be nice to wander off into another clans territory, and then they disobey orders! She sat down in front of them, her fur bristling. She could feel the desire to rake her sharp claws across their faces before she caught herself. She took a deep breath, and that breath wasn't the only thing she had exhaled.
She smiled warmly, gently at the two kits. "You two must be exhausted," she said, bending to touch their noses. She scooted them with her paw, "Now off to the nursery where kits belong."
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