Flowerfur

[Flower]

NAME! Flowerkit - Flowerpaw - Flowerfur
AGE! 34 moons.
RANK! Warrior
GENDER! She-cat
CLAN! ThunderClan
SHORT DESC.! A small, brown-furred tabby with green eyes.

FULL DESCRIPTION!

(See avatar for reference) 
Flowerfur was named fittingly so because of her soft fur. Said fur is light brown with darker tabby markings all over her body, except for her muzzle, tail tip, and paws to where the light brown fades to white. She has short claws, but they're curved and very sharp; good for holding onto things and raking an opponent's face. Her teeth are duller than regular cats, though, so she relies on her claws more than her teeth in a battle, and if the fresh-kill is too tough for her to chew, she'll cut it apart with her claws. Her eyes are a stunning forest green which stare straight into your soul look at you with youthful curiosity and intelligence beyond her years. Her ears are short but pointed, which slightly detriments her sense of hearing. Her tail is about as long as her body, and she likes to use it as a toy--she will sit next to the nursery and begin flicking her tail until one of the kits decide to pounce on it.

PERSONALITY!

General:
Flowerfur is a very caring, kind ThunderClan warrior. She wishes only the best for all of the Clans, though she will protect ThunderClan with her life if she has to. She yearns to be a queen and have kits of her own one day, but no remarkable tom has come up to her yet.

While she has a heart of gold, (There was a brief time right before she became a warrior that the leader and her mentor fought over whether she should be named Flowerheart instead) she has a morbid sense of humor. In conversation, she's very sarcastic, but she knows when not to be.

One thing about Flowerfur. Don't f*** with kits or apprentices while she's around. She is protective of kits. Everyone's kits. She will put her life in danger to protect them, and has a tendency to overreact. But if a crazy cat comes in and tries to even threaten the kits, ThunderClan has Flowerfur to shred him into a pile of fur, bones, and gore.

There are rumors that Flowerfur had a sibling once, named Sunny-something, but this has never been proven, and Flowerfur won't say anything about it.

The she-cat is very intuitive, and while never specific, she knows things at a spiritual level.

[Friendly] 
Flowerfur is very calm and kind to every cat, even those from other Clans. She's just barely not breaking the warrior code; she'll pick a random cat that she deems interesting and talk to them during Gatherings, finding out their favorite prey, their relationships (both romantic and platonic), their hobbies, and just general things about their lives. In camp, she has a few close friends, but she's more interested in cats she doesn't know. She wouldn't break the warrior code, though, and she will not hesitate to attack a "friend" on the battlefield.

[Nurturing] 
Flowerfur is very good with kits, even though she has none herself. She loves being a mentor, and doesn't mind the claws and teeth biting into her when kits decide to play with her fluffy tail or climb all over her back. Her connection with younger cats makes her a good mentor, as she can find something an apprentice is suffering with and turn it into something fun.

[Protective]
If you manage to become Flowerfur's friend, you have gained a companion who will be with you for life. She will act as a shield of flesh if she deduces it's the only way to protect one of her friends or a bunch of kits. This can be annoying sometimes, as she takes things kind of slow with her apprentices, but she means well.

[Intuitive]
Flowerfur seems to understand things at a spiritual level even she doesn't understand. She can vaguely understand the personality of a cat she's only ever looked at, and has a nose for danger.

[Difficult to Please]
If you're not an apprentice or kit, Flowerfur will be difficult to impress. Her spiritual intuition has led her to meet many different interesting cats, and you have to be pretty special to gain her interest. Not that she won't become your friend, but to become one of her close friends is a challenge. The fact that Flowerfur is not a mother is half her dedication to the warrior life and half the fact that many cats who walk up expecting to gain her as a mate simply aren't interesting enough to gain her approval.

[Holds Grudges]
Her spiritual intuition almost defines her personality. If you betray Flowerfur after she's trusted you, you've done something really horrible, or she can tell your personality is... twisted, she will avoid you, she will be sarcastic with you, and getting her to even be tolerant with you will be a challenge.

[Annoying]
Not all cats like kits, and those cats especially don't like older cats who act like kits. Flowerfur often walks around camp laughing and telling jokes to the kits on her back and chasing her tail, which can be irritating to cats who have just woken up, not to mention the queens who might have just gotten said kits to agree to go to bed when a certain fluffy cat walked into camp.

[Prying]
Flowerfur never really lost the curiosity she had as a kit, which leads to her friendliness with every cat. However, she doesn't always know when to stop asking questions. This has led to a brief reputation among those who have been turned away by her as a "busybody" and "having her nose in everyone's business." She doesn't mean to do this, but Flowerfur just doesn't know how to stop.

HISTORY!

After a long drought where no cat seemed to be able to bear a litter in ThunderClan, Flowerfur was born as the only kit of two pure-blooded ThunderClan parents, and was a bit spoiled, which would affect her treatment towards kits throughout her entire life. She took great interest in becoming an honorable warrior of ThunderClan at a very early age, though had no express interest in becoming a leader. ("Who wants to die nine times? I don't!")

About halfway through her kithood, another queen came into the nursery and gave birth to several other kits, giving her company of her own age. She was bitter at first that she wasn't being given all the attention anymore, but she grew to love her denmates. As the elder, she was the one to escort the tiny kits around camp. ("That's the leader's den! Don't go in there, they'll get mad. There's the medicine den! Don't go in there without permission, and if you go in, don't eat anything. You'll get really sick and maybe die. There's the apprentice's den! I'll be in there soon, and then you'll be in there, and then we'll be warriors!")

Suddenly, her parents died protecting ThunderClan from a badger attack. She was stoic receiving the news and through the burial service, but everyone could here the quiet, but piercing sobbing coming from the nursery that night. She was taken care of by the other queen and became the "older sibling" of her denmates, now expected to take care of them. Robbed of a kithood, Flowerfur was forced to mature quickly.

Soon after, while tears still stained cats' faces, Flowerfur was named an apprentice. She was given a competent mentor and showed little ambition, but much potential. When her old denmates showed up to become warriors with her, she acted as sort of a leader to them, telling them what to do and what not to do in the case of emergency and angry superiors. Other cats took note of this, but Flowerpaw seemed to be completely unaware she was doing it. 

She was a talented apprentice, particularly in climbing trees and hunting prey, though was shown to be lacking in cat-on-cat combat abilities. It was later revealed that she restrained herself because all the other apprentices were older than her, not that she was bad at combat.

At that time, Flowerfur's closest friends were her denmates, who she treated like siblings. Having lost her own family, it was a natural response, but it made the tragedy later on so much more bitter for her. 

All of the apprentices had been sent to finish their warrior assessments, and they somehow had run into each other. It had been raining exceedingly heavily that day, but Flowerpaw had managed to catch a few mice, hiding under roots and such to protect them from the rain. 

The apprentices were all bunched together when the lightning struck the tree. Flowerpaw managed to tackle one apprentice out of the path of the tree, but her paws weren't wide enough to save all of them. Even so, the other apprentice was crushed pretty badly. Flowerfur managed to hoist her remaining denmate on her back and rush to the medicine den before the apprentice died. However, her remaining "sibling" still died within a week.

For her bravery and kindness, Flowerpaw was made Flowerfur.

With no family members left to take care of, Flowerfur set off to keep the entire Clan safe, to become the best warrior ThunderClan has ever seen. Her leadership skills through her kithood, apprenticehood, and her talent as a warrior has led to some cats call for her to become deputy, though she still has no idea why they'd want that.

She has no idea that she's doing anything right, and that's possibly the saddest part.

RP EXAMPLE!

Well, here's a thread of me roleplaying her at the other forums. I hope it'll do.

Did you purchase a trait for this character from the site store? Yes or no?:

The marketplace doesn't have anything that would fit Flowerfur. Not to mention I don't have enough prey to buy anything at all.

[Nighthunter]

Accepted please post in the clan lists.