Posts by Naturally nature

_{I'll guess since I heard these kind of cats go to dark forest, though. Hmm.... let me a moment}

^{I have a few, though me too don't cry when readin, watching movies and things like that. Well as you said it was quite hard to stand emotionally when Mosskit died, about how Bluestar has to lie to Oakheart. I find the fact Thrushpelt had a crush on Bluestar but never got a chance to feel like she felt the same way towards him.
It's kind of sad as well as freaky emotional as when Ashfur wants to kill Jaypaw, Hollypaw and Lionpaw since Squirrelfligth took Brambleclaw as a mate instead of him. As well as when she had to confess they weren't hers.
As Leafpool and Crowfeather's realtionship got crushed over.
When Silverstream died, especially her last words that prickle my heart.
Now I can't think of any but letting myself down I at some point stopped reading them, I found another book that's mainly why. So I'm going to read on and check if I feel anything similiar towards others scenes}

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Username ::
Naturally nature

Display Name ::
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Name ::
Dapplefeather

Gender ::
Female

Rank ::
Warrior

Appearance ::
Let's start with the most simple fact. If the picture wouldn't show you for 99.9% would believe Dapplefeather is a calico, wouldn't you?

That's far from the truth actually as far as I can think of. The she-cat warrior is really brown and white. You might now wonder where. Well let me tell you then. From the tip of her head darkly brown fur drips down on the back, along her lithe body and onto the very end of her tail. Other parts of her body are white, apart from her front left paw which is in the same color as the brown fur.

She has almost perfect, saphhire blue eyes. Ticked with such light blue they seem silver really. Especially around the pupils.

Dapplefeather has semi-long fur covering her slender, lithe frame. It's known that the she-cat is quite small really. Almost the size of an apprentice, though it doesn't stop her in somethings

Personality ::
Well you may know the cats who are hostile, un-trusty, fierce, brave....
Everywhere is one, and it's not Dapplefeather. The she-cat is more likely to be desribed as over-cheerful, first of all, naïve too. But for now stay on that.
Her cheerfulness can soemtimes, just a tiny weeny bit, drive you to the point of anger. Always Dapplefeather seems soft, scared of any even slightest noise unfamiliar to her. Though it's not the time she stops looking at the good side of things and not laugh or things like that. It's beyond unbelievable how sometimes she can be happy, at the worst.

Now more on the naïve part... The warrior she-cat is quite capable of trusting cats who seem nice to her. Which seem friendly and cheerful as she is, though that's what gets her into trouble quite a lot. Dapplefeather is the heart of company, and never- ever- not trusted someone in her life, even if sometimes she regretted it and it means a whole lot.

Dapplefeather is also known to be a loyal warrior, and not the one to give up because at the first try something didn't seem right. When needed she is cautious and aware of things around her, but it's not likely.

Traits/Habits ::
Going around with cats since she hates being left out, chat around, hunt as she's mostly skilled at that due to her slender frame, keeping her able to be agile and swift

History ::
Let me just say now. Her history is not going to start with an old 'as a kit...' 'cause... I'm too.... out of ideas for that.

Dapplefeather, though might not appear, is French. No breed known, just that she comes from the center city. Paris, yes the only one and beautiful love-filled Paris. That's her birth place and let me get it straight. She's never going to forget it, believe me. Dapplefeather was then a normal street cat, one of these well fed that is. The secret wasn't charm, no. But people that give her food, which she came to. They were near the center of the city themselves. Oh yes, very rich and waelthy people they were. But someday it was like when your mother abonds you. They left, never intending to go back for certain as they moved into Italy. The housefolk taking their place wasn't too good. Not as good as she wished. They hated her, always turned her with nothing.

Eventually the scrawny she-cat, well perhaps a she-kit since at the time still only nearly six moons, took off on a ship. For an adventure which she then seeked. In time the captain found her and took her, as his pet. For couple of moons she lived on the sea. On the big ship carrying people from one place to the other. She grew to like being pampered and well fed. But in one country the story of her finding the Clan began. There as she had a stop along the captain. Unfortunately after she went to explore the land more, she came back too late. The last sight was as her moving home swam away, living Dapplefeather behind.

For time she stayed there, in the territory. Until then she didn't knew what lived inside, the Clan itself. So Dapplefeather stayed and lived there for short period of her life, until she was uncovered by a patrol which led to the end of her life alone as she asked to join and is now a proud warrior of the TremorClan

Other ::
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An advanced bio here

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Character Name ::
Dapplefeather

Character Age ::
20 moons

Gender ::
Female ❣ She-cat

Alliance ::
TremorClan ❣ Fan-made

Rank ::
Warrior

Appearance ::
Let's start with the most simple fact. If the picture wouldn't show you for 99.9% would believe Dapplefeather is a calico, wouldn't you?

That's far from the truth actually as far as I can think of. The she-cat warrior is really brown and white. You might now wonder where. Well let me tell you then. From the tip of her head darkly brown fur drips down on the back, along her lithe body and onto the very end of her tail. Other parts of her body are white, apart from her front left paw which is in the same color as the brown fur.

She has almost perfect, saphhire blue eyes. Ticked with such light blue they seem silver really. Especially around the pupils.

Dapplefeather has semi-long fur covering her slender, lithe frame. It's known that the she-cat is quite small really. Almost the size of an apprentice, though it doesn't stop her in somethings

Personality ::
Well you may know the cats who are hostile, un-trusty, fierce, brave....
Everywhere is one, and it's not Dapplefeather. The she-cat is more likely to be desribed as over-cheerful, first of all, naïve too. But for now stay on that.
Her cheerfulness can sometimes, just a tiny weeny bit, drive you to the point of anger. Always Dapplefeather seems soft, scared of any even slightest noise unfamiliar to her. Though it's not the time she stops looking at the good side of things and not laugh or things like that. It's beyond unbelievable how sometimes she can be happy, at the worst.

Now more on the naïve part... The warrior she-cat is quite capable of trusting cats who seem nice to her. Which seem friendly and cheerful as she is, though that's what gets her into trouble quite a lot. Dapplefeather is the heart of company, and never- ever- not trusted someone in her life, even if sometimes she regretted it and it means a whole lot.

Dapplefeather is also known to be a loyal warrior, and not the one to give up because at the first try something didn't seem right. When needed she is cautious and aware of things around her, but it's not likely.
---Likes ::
As you may already notice, Dapplefeather enjoys companionship. Apart from that hunting as she's mostly skilled at that, featuring her lithe and slender build helping it overall. Also walks, just walks. At whatever time, whatever place
--- Dislikes ::
You can surely now find that Dapplefeather is not the one who likes to be left out. Often as well she can be a bit unhappy about comments of her size, which she had enough. It's one of the things she hates as well as when somebody tries to mock her about her accent which she gained from her birth country
---Strengths ::
Dapplefeather is always on time with events, it's certainly obvious how she is good at hunting too. So that'll be about it, apart from the fact she's a quite good swimmer even though she wasn't born in RiverClan. It's suspected to be because of her travels in the past
---Weaknesses ::
First of all the warrior's build, well size. Being small has it's advantages and disadvantages, though mostly the second one when it comes to battle. When somebody stands up to her, mocks her. Like bullying, she's not able to stand for herself either. Too she's also very naïve ehich doesn't help too much

History ::
Dapplefeather, though might not appear, is French. No breed known, just that she comes from the center city. Paris, yes the only one and beautiful love-filled Paris. That's her birth place and let me get it straight. She's never going to forget it, believe me. Dapplefeather was then a normal street cat, one of these well fed that is. The secret wasn't charm, no. But people that give her food, which she came to. They were near the center of the city themselves. Oh yes, very rich and waelthy people they were. But someday it was like when your mother abonds you. They left, never intending to go back for certain as they moved into Italy. The housefolk taking their place wasn't too good. Not as good as she wished. They hated her, always turned her with nothing.

Eventually the scrawny she-cat, well perhaps a she-kit since at the time still only nearly six moons, took off on a ship. For an adventure which she then seeked. In time the captain found her and took her, as his pet. For couple of moons she lived on the sea. On the big ship carrying people from one place to the other. She grew to like being pampered and well fed. But in one country the story of her finding the Clan began. There as she had a stop along the captain. Unfortunately after she went to explore the land more, she came back too late. The last sight was as her moving home swam away, living Dapplefeather behind.

For time she stayed there, in the territory. Until then she didn't knew what lived inside, the Clan itself. So Dapplefeather stayed and lived there for short period of her life, until she was uncovered by a patrol which led to the end of her life alone as she asked to join and is now a proud warrior of the TremorClan

Roleplay Sample ::
Dapplefeather lazily basked in the sun, it's rays falling on her belly and chest. A rumbling purr came from the deep of her throat. Though she wasn't in the camp, outside of it really. The saphhire pools of her eyes directed up on a branch, though nothing interesting much she found herself staring at a nest. Since it was spring, hatchlings lay next to their brown mottled mother. The birds as she recognized were thrushes, from their feathers.

With a sigh she stretched out her muscles, warming them up, one in turn. Scrambling up the brown and white she-cat give herself quite a good shake, before exhaling the air she gathered in her lungs for the moment. It was the last moment she could enjoy before the patrol she was assigned to was going out, only latening them could help, couldn't it?

Even though Dapplefeather absolutely hated whenever the circumstances were she was alone the warrior woke up especially early today, not being far from the inside of the camp she heard about the sunhigh patrol on which she was to go. A pity as then a sunbath was most enjoyable, the sun shining as much as it could. Afterall even if so it might start to rain. Who knows. Stumblign away she left the comfort behind and disappeared, melting within the shadows as she slipped back in the camp. The last of her body moving out of sight was the tip of her quivering tail

Comments ::
Well I think that's good... c:

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Flinching slightly at the sound above, movement as she believed, Dapplefeather glanced up. The tip of her tail quivered in curiosity on what caused the sound. The brown and white she-cat slipped out of the shadows she laid in, not like it was a hiding place, or she was hunting something. The warm sun just got some senses of her's alert.

Silently, as much as she could, like hunting prey she started to pad forward. It was now to take caution in your moves, she knew it exellently. Due to the fact whatever was there could not be as pleasant as it could first imagine. Daplefeather stared around, her saphhire blue eyes filled with pure wonder. Her outh opened to speak but unnaturally she found her mouth dry, unable to squeeze a word out of her throat.

Because of her small ssize the she-cat wasn't good at fighting, protecting herself. Nearly everything that did was atleast three times bigger and stronger than she was, which quit equal chances. 'Who's there?' she wondered silently. Perhaps if she could find the courage... With a soft sigh she backed away, looking up. All she saw was a nest, of ravens the glist of black feathers giving the birds away. Parting her maw in one last chance to try and found out who was the creature whom she found.

To her amazement the scent that filled her nostrils was never so unknown to her apart from the fact it was a cat. Not of her Clan neither. "W-who are you?" she more mewled

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