|| Name || Whitekit || Whitepaw || Whitefawn
|| Gender || Female
|| Age || 15 + moons
|| Rank || Warrior
|| Clan || Stoneclan
|| Family ||
[Father] - Duskhowl - Deceased
[Mother] - Velvetfur - Deceased
[Siblings/litermates] - None
[Other..] - Unknown
[Mate] - Pending/Open
[Kits] - PendingPersonality
Gentle, loving, and rather stuborn for a caring girl. Whitefawn has always been the soft spoken sort of type since she was a kit mainly because she was the only kitten in her litter so she never truely learned on how to be a little more out going and rough like most kittens would through play fighting, sure there were other kittens to play with, but she was more of one who wanted to stay next to her mommy and hear stories from the elders.
Whitefawn's loving and gentle sides mostly comes from hanging around her mother so often, she would often times actually follow her mother like a duckling, staying with her and observeing how her mother Velvetfur behaved towards other cat's in her clan and well of course to her father Duskhowl who would shower her mother and herself with affection...Whitefawn's father was a more emotional cat then most others and it certaintly rubbed off on her.
Along with mostly being an only-kit Whitefawn was a little used to not having much of choice in what was done, whatever her mommy said she had to do, she did. It was a rather simple thing yes but since she never really was used to the idea of picking things for herself she had become rather soft spoken and quiet when it came to making a choice, sure she gave her opinions! But she rarely made the final choice without second guessing herself every moment.
Even with Whitefawns soft spoken self and gentle going personality, she dose have a stuborn side in herm if not a tiny temper if you press the right buttons in her. Her stuborn side is more so where she won't make a choice if she believes it is wrong or either if she had to do something that she see's as to not being worth doing it or it will have a bad outcome.
|| Descrption ||
Breed - Birman x Burmese x Main coon x Norwegian forest cat
| Slender - Somewhat compact/Sturdy |
| Soft - long - Plush |
Russet like brown with large splashed on white dapple like markings on her back/ muzzle/ eyes/ cheeks/ paws/ and tail.
| Deep violet like blue |
| Thin | Sharp |
| Long | Fluffy |
| Trianguler |
| Medium - Rounded |
|| History ||
~* Kithood *~
. Whitekit was concived in mid to late New leaf, her mother was over-joyed to learn this that was for sure, but of course there had to be a draw back to her first litter and that was only going to be of one kitten....Velvetfur was not to sure on how to exactly tell Duskhowl the news but she had to either way and she knew deep down he would be happy about it no matter what, after all he was a very perky tom-cat that was for sure. After Velvetfur had told the overly joyed Duskhowl of the news that they'd be parents even if only to one kitten Whitekit was soo born in late Leaf-bare and was a fairly healthy kit even if she was slightly skinny at the time, more then a kit should have been.
Later in Whitekits life her and her father both contracted white cough, or in her case Kit-caugh, about the same time. Whitekit was stuck in the medicine den with her father for a bit...however it seemed as Whitekit got better her father Duskhow seemed to be getting more and more ill and eventually his white cough turned into black cough, later he would die of it leaving Velvetfur and Whitekit.
~* Apprenticeship *~
. After Whitekits apprentice ceremony and took on the name Whitepaw she was soon to discover that her mother had passed in a battle with a fox....Whitepaw was of course grief striken by the information and weeped for a long time over her mothers body when it had been brought home to came...but she knew deep down that her own mother would not want her to let this linger over this forever.
. Only a few moons into her training Whitepaw was out hunting by herself as a test by her mentour Patchedfur, told to simlpy bring back as much prey as possible before evening fell. Whitepaws hunt went fairly well for some time, she even began to chase after the rare rabbit that could be found on Stoneclan territory, yet she soon found out there was another cat in pursuit and ended up bumping heads with another clans apprentice Burntpaw...they exchanged a few words and parted ways without either getting the rabbit but not long after Whitepaws screech of fear ripped through the air. She had stumbled upon a badger who had found a vole she had hidden by a stumb which it of ocurse got mad and tried to kill her, with little battle training on her side due to being so new of an apprentice she tried to flee with little wounds rather then fight to sure death, she scrambled up a rock face near by to escape or atleast stay until the badger got bored which proved a bad idea...soon out of no where Burntpaw came back and attacked the badger from behind distracting it long enough for Whitepaw to tumble down and scratch her shoulder she got up and founght best she could with Burntpaw to chase it away...and soon once it was gone Burntpaw and Whitepaw parted ways again, her hobbleing off to treat her shoulder back at camp.
. In Whitepaws late moons of training she again was out on a hunting trip by the Heatherclan border, she was having a hard time finding decent prey in the early weeks of leaf-bare on the Stoneclan side, until out of no where she heard splasing and saw a plump rabbit dash by. Taking the chance Whitepaw pounced for it and killed it happy that she finally got something decent enough to bring back to the clan...that is until her attention went to a slightly younger tom that was soaked yet still reaked of Heatherclan scent, that cant none other then young Skypaw. She confronted to tom only to find out he was there on accident after chasing a rabbit...Whitepaw was never one to fight meaningless border scraps so she just merely talked to the tom and gave him a 'friendly' warning to try and not to come onto her side of the border like that again, she and Skypaw did get along pretty well, she even liked him a little despite his slightly awkward demeinour. She helped him back over to Heatherclan with the steaping stones that connected the territories over the river helping him cross the slippery stones...but it proved even the bit of cockiness that the tom got could have killed him when he slipped into the River, she though of course saved him but gave him a good fretful scolding for being so stupid for slipping in.
~* Warriorhood *~Pending
|| Relationships ||
Death wish Stoneclan
Patchedfur :: He is my mentour and he taught me well, I'm glad Spiderstar gave him to me as a mentour I just hope I learned all his teachings as best as I could if not better!
Patchstripe :: He's a good friend, glad I know him and well he is quite...handsome...but still I like to be around him even if it seems we hardly are due to our clan duties.
Dragonstone :: Oh he is such a sweet heart, honetly I find it a little sad that he dosen't have anymore friends as it is! Well other me that is...he deseves it but I guess right now he needs more of a confediance boost to do that, so maybe...being his friend will help him branch out more. Willowclan
Ironpaw // Sweetpaw :: They're nice cats, only met them once. Heatherclan
Skydragon :: I only met him once when he got 'washed up' on the Stoneclan side, but hes a friendly tom and he atleast didn't start spitting venom at me like some other cats would when caught over the border, even if I hardly know him I can tell he'll be a good friend once we know eachother more..and...he is...kinda cute...
* Skydragon has been so nice lately, a little out of his normal personality I think with how flustered he gets, but...I like it he's being sweet and it's becoming a little more fun to hang around him when we can a-and he cerntaintly has...saved me from nearly dieing in the icey river...I'm thankful for that... Streamclan
N/A Outside the clans