Silvermist - Thunderclan

[Silver!]

Name: Silvermist

Gender: Female

Clan: Thunderclan

Position/Age: 10 seasons/32 moons; Medicine-cat

Appearance: Silvermist is a lovely she-cat, with bright green eyes and dark silvery-gray fur. Her fur has black spots, a family trait passed on from her father. They travel down her back and legs, stopping at nothing but her feet.

She has a graceful gate, elegant in most ways. Her grace was developed as she became older, and is something that Silvermist was proud of as a younger cat; but doesn't really notice anymore.

Her little paws are the silvery color that make up the base color of her pelt. They only add to the dainty look that the she-cat has. Her claws short and sharp, not the best for hunting large prey.

The medicine-cat's tail is long, a bit past half of her body-length. It's more spotted than the rest of her body, and a couple of inches from the tip is fluffy and solidly black. Her sleek black ears sit atop her head, solidly black like Silvermist's spots and the tip of her tail. They subtly fade to a bluish color at the base of her ears.

Personality: Her pretty green eyes are usually calm and gentle, kindness being a trait that is most evident in the she-cat. She teaches and hunts with as much heart as she can. Any cat that comes to her for healing, or even just has a nice conversation with her is treated with the utmost care.

Along with being kind, Silvermist isn't very quiet. The she-cat enjoys talking to cats that she treats, and likes it even more when they talk back. She gets her opinion out, and says whatever she has to say, but is very good at making even the worst of news positive. That's what makes the difference between the cat being brash and being dainty.

Silvermist is cheery, keeping an upbeat attitude in most situations. Even so, she hates being the bearer of bad news, and will use any means to avoid doing so.

When in a bad mood, the she-cat is all about sarcasm. It's a habit she picked up after Thisledown's death. Usually the cat would tease at her until she teasing back, playful and in a better mood than ever. But now that she works alone, it sometimes shows in her times of solace.

She hates when cats disrespect even the tiyest kit. It makes her cringe and the silvery cat won't stop at telling them to stop. She'll boot you out of her den for being a 'manevolent gossiping kit.' And yes, when in her moods, Silver's vocabulary seems to expand.

History: Silvermist as a kitten was actually pretty clutzy. To the point where it was affecting her apprenticeship. She couldn't focus, couldn't train, and wasn't that great of a hunter either. It was thought that the little cat wouldn't grow up to be much of anything. But Silvermist kept fighting, trying to prove herself to be worth something.

Eventually she grew more graceful. She would slip away for hours, hunting alone, skipping rock to rock, trying to become better at something! She trainer herself to be good at what she does, her mentor had long since given up on her. It was frustrating because only her peers would give her the time of day.

It took alot of effort for it to eventually come natrually; and even then she still couldn't get up to normal warrior status. And her efforts plummeted as she realized all of her friends that had stood beside her while they could, were already made into warriors.

So the she-cat stopped fighting. Stopped training, stopped trying at all. The kit moped around the camp, no matter how much yelling and demands of moss duty and hunting patrols. She did what she had to and that was that. There was no effort, and no sparkle when/if she did something right.

That's when the medicine-cat, Thistledown, took her under his wing. He greeted her with a smile, and welcomed her to the medicine-cat den. There, the black cat did his best to get a spark into the younger kit. He let her mope around his den, and she listened to him speak of whatever was on his mind. Though all the while, Thisledown was slowly teaching Silvermist the tricks and trade of being a medicine-cat.

Over the next year or so, he and Silvermist grew a friendship that the she-cat now knows was love. Even so, the two never went past thinking about being together. They both had the same goal; to be the best thunderclan medicinecat they could be. That was what made them so close, having that something in common.

It was leafgreen when that friendship was torn from it's roots. The drought had driven rouges out of their normal hiding spots, and the cats raided their clan for everything it was worth. The cats were chased out, but not without leaving their mark. Thisledown was killed that day, doing what he could to protect a kit in the nursery. Silvermist tries not to think of what happened, his last words were to her. "Sorry I'm not much of a fighter. Stay strong for me, alright?"

She did, she stayed strong and kept practicing what he taught her. That's why Silvermist is now the sole medicinecat of Thuderclan. She treats every cat the way Thistledown treated her. With kindness, respect and a bit of charm.

Family Members:
Sunnyfeather - mother
Barkpelt - father
Leapardfang - sister

IC Example Post: "What do you mean? My apprentice did nothing of the sort. You leave him be Leopardfang," Silvermist hissed at her sister. That witch was accusing her newly named apprentice of stealing food. Again! She knew Stutterpaw wouldn't do anything of the sort, and would defend the kit no matter what.

She pressed her apprentice beside her, wrapping her tail around him as Leapardfang growled in annoyance. "Go on back to the dens, okay?" She whispered to him, hoping that he didn't stay to hear this argument. The little fellow looked so hurt whenever something like this happened, he tried much to hard to be accused of theivory. He knew every rule of the warrior code in the first week, and was already a pretty good hunter.

"I'll meet you in a few minutes." And with that her attention was oce again on Leopardfang. Maybe she'd get lucky and her sister wouldn't bother with the situation any longer.

Rules Password: May Starclan guide your soul

[Chichi]

It's very good but you really should elongate a little bit. The history could use a bit more, I mean you are doing a medicine cat and they should have a bit more history, they are at least 18 or so moons. Speaking of which, you need to put the age. Also, the appearance is way to short. Also add a bit more to personality and it's good.

[Admin]

Hmm, Chichi seems to have covered the bases. For appearance we need a few more sentences, maybe describing any patterns or oddities on her pelt, something like that.
In personality, we need to know a few more things, such as... How she feels about certain things, what bothers her, stuffs like that.
I actually thought that the history section was fairly good, so only a couple more sentences should fill it up nicely!
So, yeah, other than that, it's a really good bio. Just remember to add in her Age!!

Oh, and one more thing- "Leapardfang" should actually be spelled "Leopardfang". ^^

--Kiyana

[Silver!]

But it said four. . . oh nevermind. *head'esk* I'll get to work on that! That's what I get for working so early in the morning x3

[Silver!]

Kay, fixed c: Thanks for the help you guys.

[Admin]

Alriiight! Its good to go ^^

-Accepted!- ~Moving, locking~

--Kiyana