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Cat's Name: Blackwing
Cat's Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: ShadowClan
Position: Warrior
Appearance: <blockquote>Blackwing has longish jet black pelt. It sparkles in the moonlight leaveing her looking like part of the night itself. She has stone cold gray eyes. She has a very small body structure. Her long fangs and claw can come to a advantage in battle.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Other cats would describe her as a very creul cat. They also say "If looks could kill we would all be dead". She is actually a very shy she-cat. It is hard to get around her hard shell but some do. On the inside very deep in there she is a happy she-cat. All she wants is someone to melt her heart of stone. All her closest kin is dead mother, father, sister, and brother. Her dark past haunts her but what will come in the future......</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Her parents Scarheart and Hollowpath both died a noble death in battle of corse. Little time past after that and Shadow a loner started to steal life from her family. One day Robinpaw, her brother, and his mentor went out hunting. That night the found both of their bodies riped to ribbons in the forest. Petaltail, her sister, was a newly appointed warrior when Shadow killed her in battle. Petaltail died just before the med. cat could reach her. Lockjaw tried to comfort her many times but failed all. Blackwing withdrew from all contact with her clan. Lockjaw tried one more time to comfort her but failed yet again. Not long after that Lockjaw's friendship was riped away from her. Lockjaw caught a horrible case of greencough. Blackwing was forced to watch her best friend die in front of her eyes. She stayed in the shadows of her clan members tring to make no contact what so ever......</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>Blackwing's gray eyes scaned ShadowClan camp. Kits were playing, elders grumbling, and patrol forming, the regular of every day. She got up leaving the camp to there peace. Light snow covered the ground. She closed her eyes and just listened scampering of tiny feet coming from my left. She opened her mouth to catch a scent. It was mouse she turned slowly inching herself to the ground. Crawling slowly forward her eyes locked on the small mouse. She jumped forward catching the helpless creature in her paws killing it with one nip to the neck.</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote></blockquote>

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Blackwing was slowly walking through the forest thinking what it would have been like if her family didn't die. 'I wish Lockjaw was still here', the leaves rusled under her paws. She hissed feeling stupid looking up she saw Jaguarclaw. Her eyes wided then a light growl came from her throat.

Blackwing's gray orbs scaned the hollow looking for life. Her light paw steps, would be unnoticed by any cat, took her deeper in to the hollow. She stoped opening her mouth scenting for prey. 'mouse' looking all around her for the little creature. It was about two tail lenghts away to her right. She got close to the ground so her belly fur was brushing the ground. She crawled forward slowly inching very close. She gracefully leaped forward catching the mouse in her claws. The mouse lay limp in her paws she set it down and covered it in dirt.
Blackwing lifted her gaze to the sky it stayed there for some time. She let her mind run wild it landed on the same thing it always does her use to be family and friends.

Welcome

Blackwing turned quickly seeing a ShadowClan she-cat. Her ears flatened to her head. "....Hello...." she responded quietly

Blackwing hated being around other cats after what happen to her family and......Lockjaw. She couldn't handle being around them it hard enought to live in a clan. most ShadowClan cats hardly know her. She started to shake a little.
" ...sorry..." she murmered.

" It's okay.....I'm not use to other cats...even thought I was born in this clan," Blackwing wispered. She looked for the she-cat to the tom 'how are they making me open up to them'. Confusion drifted through her. She had seen these cats around camp form the shadows where she sits.

Username-Blackwing
Cats Name-Blackwing
Fur Color-Black
Eye Color-Gray
Backround Color-Light Gray
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Deep in the shadows made by the warriors den lay a black she-cat. Her gray eyes watching ever movement in camp. After the storm it was whiter in camp infact itwas still snowing just not as bad. Everyone was just starting to get up. Kits shot out from the nursery, elders stayed in their den tring to stay warm, and our leader and his deputy were aranging patrols.

Welcome :)

Blackwing watched the cream kit stumbled and fall in the snow.
"What are you doing?"her wisper like voice said.
She watched the kit waiting for an anwser.

Her claws slid to the ground Blackwing hissed showing her long fangs. She was use to other ShadowClan cats egnoring her, she wounldn't take a kit talking or anyone talking to her like that. Her ears pined back and fur rised.

She figured he was going to camp 'What is he doing out here'. If she left her someone would be mad. 'Well this recked my hunting trip'.
Blackwing walked up behind him grabing him by the scruff of the neck knowing he would struggle with her. Her attitude still there but she was controling it. She started walking back to camp....

"To bad your coming with me.....Stop clawing me," She growled it was muffled through his pelt.
'Why did I pick him up I must be going soft first talking to other cats then helping kits now what'
"Whats your name?"

OOC: Can you?
"Your not not getting down so stop struggling" She growled.
She kept on walk waiting for the next blow from the little kit.

Blackwing paded up to WinterStar's den egnoring the liitle toms requests. I set him down puting a paw on his tail.
"WinterStar?" She called.

'He is going to be just like the rest of them if WinterStar lets him join'
Watching him plop down next to her paw. He wouldn't ever look at her.
'Just like the rest of them'