Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2014 6:05:35 GMT -5
LITTLEDAWN
FEMALE 32MOONS SHADOWCLAN |  littlekit → littlepaw → littledawn --appearance.she-cat homosexual thirty-two moons shadowclan deputy LITTLEDAWN is a petite, night black she-cat with bright amber eyes. she had never been anything but small, hence her name, and despite her bigger than life demeanor, she knows it. stubby little legs and a lean, almost too short of a torso, make up the tiny firecracker, but her build, though sleek and far more aerodynamic than bulky, is sturdy and strong. her bones are far from brittle and her frame as well as each and every toned inch of muscle is solid to the touch, though often because of littledawn’s slight bouts of anxiety. her fur is short, though soft and her whiskers are long; often the only bits of her other than her shimmery yellow-orange eyes that are seen when she’s hidden in the shadows. --personality. having been ridiculed and judged by her size for practically her entire life, there’s no surprise that littledawn often overcompensates with a loud, over the top personality. she never fails to speak her mind and is often far too crass and expressive for some to handle. her feelings often get away from her and more times than not, she makes herself easy to read. if she’s angry, starclan only knows what she’ll do to the next cat who crosses her. if she’s sad, she wont speak a word. if she’s confused, she’ll do her best to get to the bottom of things or it’ll bug her until no end. though really, littledawn has a way of covering things up. she carries herself with pride and purpose- fake it until you make it, right? despite the fact that she tries her best to act tough and strong, she’s almost always on edge- teetering between a constant state of worry over her clan and fear of the future. most of all, she doubts herself- almost always checking to make sure she’s doing a good job, being a good leader and living up to the expectation she set for herself based on what others wanted her to be. in doing so, she constantly keeps herself well groomed with head high, chest out. however, littledawn overall is dedicated and stubborn. she constantly wants to do what’s best for her clan no matter what the cost. compassionate and driven, she feels deeply for those who can’t help themselves since she was in the same position once before. her heart constantly drives her forward and sometimes her mouth just runs off on its own. she’s also incredibly playful and a bundle of boundless energy, always cracking jokes here and there in hopes of distracting herself and lightening the mood. --history. with parents both stereotypical shadowclan cats, littlekit was definitely the last thing they expected to see buried among a litter of five kits that all, but her, clearly came from their mother and father. she was the smallest of the bunch, granting her a name so spot on that they found great difficulty in naming the others. her brothers and sisters often joked that she was somehow adopted- or a large mouse that managed to sneak its way into their litter and assimilate into clan life, which bothered her well into her apprenticeship. accordingly, her mother and father were both large, heavily built warriors who were among the best fighters in the clan due to the fact that they basically threw themselves at their enemies and pinned them down until they had no choice but to surrender or succumb to their dull but hefty set of teeth. her siblings were the same with large paws that she knew they’d grow into and even larger heads both figuratively and literally that aided in their fight for attention. though not physically, littlekit was by far the strongest of them all. though tiny with tiny paws and a tiny build, she was built like a rock- solid and unmoving even when pushed around by her much larger brothers and sisters. she took a shove without flinching and held her own when they play fought; using her smaller size to an advantage to slip out from under their mighty paws and striking them before they even realized she had escaped. when a case of greencough rolled around, littlekit was the only kit out of the litter who wasn’t phased. her brothers and sisters, unfortunately, didn’t fare as well. the sickness brought the litter down to three and though littlekit grieved, she stayed strong for her remaining brother and sister. out of the three, she ate and grew the least, for she often lost her appetite and thus, kept her small size, which didn’t help the teasing that came from both her siblings and other kits. she grew up rather soft spoken and more observant. she knew the other cats in the clan were talking about her too- criticizing her size and even doubting whether she was a shadowclan cat or not- though it was clear she was her mother’s kit. if anything, littlekit had gotten her father’s black pelt and her mother’s amber eyes. as she entered apprenticeship with her siblings, it became clear she inherited a happy mix between her mother’s passion and her father’s fiery nature as well. for the first half, littlepaw almost didn’t want to train as a warrior. she felt as if she was too small and was too weak to defend a clan that was made up of hefty, heavy pawed warriors. the medicine cat den seemed like a better place for her- and she tried. she did her best to slip in there every once in a while to check on the sick, though she could never remember all of the herbs and after a while, she was forced out by the medicine cat, who was clearly annoyed by her antics. so littlepaw was back at working to be a warrior. despite her doubt, she worked at her skills and excelled tremendously. soon enough, she earned the warrior name, littledawn, for the color of her eyes and her refreshing, bright personality that became apparent as she grew. as a warrior, she hunted well and fought relentlessly for her clan. it wasn’t until a run in with a fox that she really began to believe in herself and the clan took notice too. she was completely selfless- risking her life to draw the fox away from camp and away from those who were attacked. surprisingly returning, battered and shaken, she was praised and it felt good- she loved it and decided that maybe there was something in her worth praising so she grew in confidence and strength. her mother and father eventually succumbed to old age and haunting injuries while her sister fell to her own pride- defeated in battle after gloating far too early. the incident left littledawn and her brother, who she no longer let bully her around. she stood her own ground and downed him more than once. the clan eventually saw potential in her, for when the former deputy stepped down for mysterious reasons, which littledawn suspects has to do with the current leader, she was expected to take his place and the leader took note. just the fact that someone found a piece of her worth believing in pushed her confidence through the roof. maybe she could do this, she thought as she took on the position. though still in a constant state of worry, littledawn stepped up and promised herself she’d do the best she could for her clan. she couldn’t let them down. --relationships. blackfall - father / deceased alderkit, minnowkit - brother, sister / deceased elmsong - sister / deceased stonetalon - brother / adoptable |