Silverpaw

[moonz]

Name: Silverkit| Silverpaw| Silverfrost

Age: 13 moons

Rank: Apprentice

Clan: Dayclan

Description: He is short haired, and a fairly handsome cat. He has feathery gray fur with a white chest and white boots. He has sage green eyes that throw you into a magical forest full of green herbs and trees. Grass and sage trees.

The outside of the eye is outlined in a creamy white color. He has a reddish pink nose outlined with black. His face and muzzle are pointed. He has a gray pelt, with a layer of white underneath. His chest and paws are white. His chin is also white. He has a medium build, with a fair amount of muscle.

Personality: He is very aloof, which isn't his fault. You see, many don't llike to be around him. His mentor seems to be the only one that trusts him. He sees horrible memories all the time, and wishes he could prove that he isn't like... that anymore.

Aloof: He prefers to be alone. Well, not really. He just isn't used to company. No one ever gives it to him, so he just gave up trying to be outgoing. He guesses that he will have to live like this for forever, so he got used to it. But truly, he would love to talk and have friends.

Disturbed: He can't go one day without a flashback from the past. He sees blood on his claws. And at night, before he falls asleep, he hears the screams of his mother. He rarely gets rest when he sleeps, becuase of his dreams. So usually he is very tired and lazy.

Determined: He doesn't want to be seen as a murderer for much longer. He wants to show everyone that he is a good cat. He hunts day-in-day-out to catch prey for his Clan. In a drought, he is fixes bedding and collects water; in Leafbare, he'd sooner freeze or starve while out hunting than come home empty-jawed. He will never stop striving to earn the trust and approval of his cCan.

History:

All of his history will be put in RP. I will explain the events as we go.

A warm breeze ruffled her fur. Her mate was sitting right across from her, with an anxious look on his face. A poppyseed by her mouth.

"Relax, Windstreak. Everthing will be all right."

But he couldn't get rid of the sick feeling in his stomach. There was definitely something wrong...

Not too long later, four healthy kits were born to Grayflower and Windstreak. One was a white she-kit with beautiful blue eyes. Skykit her name was. Another was a tom. He had a gray pelt with white spots. Cloudkit. Another she-kit. She had green eyes and a dark gray pelt. Jadekit. And then of course Silverkit. Everyone and everything was healthy, but still Windstreak had the unsettling feeling in his stomach.

Explanation: Windstreak was a warrior but, strangely enough, he got an omen from Starclan. This definitely made him freak out! He had seen blood splatter everywhere. There were screams of fear from the one he loved. He couldn't make out what this was supposed to mean. He just remembered sage green eyes.

His gaze rested on his now two-moon old kits. The other two had gotten his blue eyes. The two in front of him had the green eyes. Jadekit had jade green eyes while Silverkit's were an unsettling pastel color. Like a sage leaf. Just like the ones from his dream. He reasurred himself by thinking that his children could never be responsible for what he had seen in the vision.

A scream wailed out in the clearing. Silverkit couldn't open his eyes. Why couldn't he open his eyes?! He heard a furious and broken wail, distraught and helpless. He felt a searing pain. He knew he was moving, but he couldn't control it. He felt the weight of others on him. He felt himself throw them off like a bug. He tried to wail in fear, but it came out as a growl. However, he managed to make tears fall from his sightless eyes. He wondered if he was blind. He couldn't control his movements. As if he was asleep. His mother's screams rang in his ears. The cries of his siblings left and unsettling silence. He felt control of his body again. Tears streamed from his face. He opened his eyes. Blood on his paws. A trail from his paws led to the pile. He wanted to throw up when he saw it. His mother's face frozen in a scared position. His father's eyes closed and mouth in what looked like a scream. His siblings had scared looks on their frozen faces. Wide-eyed he stared at his claws. They were unseathed and bloody. In them stood a tuft of gray fur.

The kit screamed.

Explanation: There was always a rumor of a kit to be born with a horrible and uncontrollable spirit in it. They supposedly killed silently and was the only one to hear the screams of its victims. No one heard the murder that night. Exept Silverpaw. No one can prove he did anything wrong. StarClan never spoke of this to Silverpaw, and if they did talk to the leader or medicine cat, they chose to keep it from him. He likes to believe that he dreamed of this and maybe ended up stepping in blood. He thinks he heard the screaming and ran out there half asleep and maybe stepped in it. The gray hair could've lodged itself into his claw when he was sleeping. He had just shed his fur at the time, and his nest was rather hairy.

OOC: He doesn't actually have an evil spirit in him. Some cats are just suspicious, mainly elders and younger cats that don't know any better. The senior warriors, medicine cats, and leaders seem to trust him.

Fia's version of that moment in his history: Silverkit heard the screams in his sleep, and as an unfortunate result, was plunged into a horrible, bloody nightmare in which he could not move or open his eyes. He woke up in terror, convinced he'd been awake all along, and came to the immediate conclusion that the horror he had just 'experienced' had resulted in the bloody scene before his eyes. And Fia is still trying to figure out what could have massacred his family and vanished without a trace... -___-' Let's say it was raining, and an unstable rogue (let us call him Shade) who had once had an insane crush on Grayflower showed up in all his crazy jealous rage and slaughtered the family, then disappeared into the rain, being a devious, cunning mad-cat. He missed Silverkit because Windstreak, noticing the attacker's pale green eyes like the ones in his dream, understood in a flash that his son was not what StarClan had warned him about. As soon as that occurred to him, he threw himself on top of Silverkit (the weight the kit felt in his dream), just as Shade happened to whirl around and lash out in that direction; the rogue, crazed as he was, caught Windstreak in the throat but didn't think to shove him aside to find the kit. He vanished, and the rain, as he had planned in his twisted mind, washed away his scent and trail of blood. Back in the Nursery, Silverkit squirmed free in his sleep, staggered upright groggily, and awoke to a horrible sight.

Picture: www.animalfriendsrescue.org/available/cat_jade.jpg

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I'm sorry, but for now I'm going to have to decline the whole 'evil spirits' thing. It could be a cool mini-plot after the main plot is over though, so keep the idea in your mind. And also, you say that their father was the Medicine Cat. That is against the Warrior Code and so you would have to explain how the clan reacted to this and how it changed Silverpaw's future.

[moonz]

Danget >.< okay.. About the evil thing.. Yeah i sort of went against that myself so yeah.. No problem with me :]

Um yeah, i will change that part about him being medicine cat >.< maybe he could just be a warrior and freaked out at getting an omen from Starclan >.<

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Alright, thank you. Your bio has been ACCEPTED and will soon be moved to the accaptence board.

[Fia]

ADOPTED BY: Fia
November 2010