Character Name:"I'm Swiftarrow, it's a pleasure, I believe."
Character Age:"They say I'm twenty moons old, but I know I'm twenty one moons, those liars."
Gender:"Oh, erm, you can't tell? Ah, well, I'm a she-cat."
Alliance:"Windclan, through and through."
Rank:"Warrior! They say I'm gonna become deputy. I'm not sure if I believe them."
Appearance (6 or more sentences):Picture a somber, deep, cloud. That's what her pelt is like, without her thick, cloudy, and dark tabby stripes, that race across her pelt. Her eyes are a deep lavender, and have flecks of gray in them. They display gentleness and caring. Swiftarrow is known around camp for her short like and slick pelt, which shines in sun or rain, like a true leader. Her face, is sweet, determined, and angular. Overall you could say she's a beautiful cat through and through.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):She's straight forward. Like, very straightforward. She is not one to bother, especially if you're an apprentice. But she's not soulless, she is still quite kind, and very understanding. But with her past, she is a bit of a hard shell to crack. She'd tell you "meet me", but that wouldn't work, now would it?
---Likes (at least 3):"I love fish! I have to sneak to the river, but it's worth it, because I get to see pine, my favorite tree, and Thunderclan cats, they seem to have it all figured out."
--- Dislikes (at least 3):"I don't like family, at all. Except for Runningfree, but I can't stand when she tells me she's fine, because she's not. And kits running about, they could get hurt! I couldn't stand to see a little kit go threw the same thing Runningfree did,it would break my heart. "
---Strengths
(No MORE than 5):"I'm good at fighting, or so I've heard. But personally, I enjoy hunting more. I feel more comfortable and myself when I hunt."
---Weaknesses (At least 3):"Oh Starclan, no holes in the ground, I beg of you,please. Not my father or brother either, they haunt my dreams and thoughts everyday,for as long as I have lived."
History (8 or more sentences):Born Swiftkit, along with her brother Jetkit and her sister Runningkit, Swiftarrow was always the braver one,the more daring one,the leader. They were born to a young queen, Deepnight, a stunning blue/black she-cat. They never knew who their father was, until they became apprentices, of course. When that arrived, Runningpaw broke her spine. She broke it helping Jetpaw out of a twoleg made hole in the ground. After this happened, their father came to camp, and they found out he was a kittypet, one named Liam. Jetpaw was furious, and in his anger he injured an Riverclan apprentice, Eggpaw, and was banished. As he left, he claimed his name was now Jet, and that he would be back. Swiftpaw made a vow to take care if Runningpaw. Runningpaw became Runningfree, which seemed ironic and strange to everyone in camp but made Runningfree quite happy, happier than she'd been in a long time. Since then, things have been pretty normal, and Liam never returned back to camp.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):Swiftarrow paced,her tail flicking back and forth. An apprentice was missing. Whirlingpaw was his name, and if he snuck off, she would have his pelt. And yet, she was worried. Terribly worried. She groaned and walked towards the patrol that was lookin for him,anxiety taking over. They'd just gotten back. "Well?" She asked. "We found him, alright." Firewing sighed. He stepped aside. Behind him was a few warriors, with a lifeless Whirlingpaw being carried by them.
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