Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2010 21:54:44 GMT -5
A Bit About You
Your Name ∙ Hazel
Out of Character Name ∙ Hazel
Chatango Username ∙ SmallEars
Contact Information ∙ littlesally2705@aim.com
Other Characters You Play ∙ None
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How You Found Us ∙ GoogleIntroductions
Character’s Name ∙ SmallEars
Age ∙ 38 Moons
Gender ∙ She-Cat
Residing ∙ WindClan Camp
Character Type ∙ WarriorMindset
Overall Personality ∙ SmallEars is a cat that likes to avoid confrontation when she can. This she-cat is not afraid to defend her clan at any cost but if there is a way to avoid a fight she will. Some may say she is soft as a kittypet and would be better off being a queen but no one can argue with her remarkable fighting skills. Her temper is not short and she would be found most likely ignoring the ignorance of some of her clan members rather then getting into a petty fight. Her dedication to her clan and her leader is strong. SmallEars will always be the first to join a patrol or stand next to her leader in battles. When times are bad she finds it hard to cope, she tends to worry a lot about the well being of her clan surviving. SmallEars is not hesitant to ask for another clans help. She is not a proud cat and does not let that get in the way of how she treats the other clans. SmallEars would never give away her clans weaknesses while sharing tongues with the other clan warriors during clan gatherings but enjoys the friendly company during the full moon.
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Overall Appearance ∙ SmallEars is a cat with sleek long hair, mostly white with calico markings. Her ears are flat to her head given her warrior name SmallEars. To her this is an advantage when she is laying flat in the grass about to pounce on her prey. She is sleek with muscle and streaked with long fur and a bushy tail. Her eyes are a hazel color that holds curiosity and honesty. Her long limbs and large paws also give her an advantage, making it easy for her to out run most prey and give them a swift kill. With her long limbs and stubby ears it helps her to have resistance to wind while running, no other clans have a chance against this windclan warrior. Although SmallEars is small in size like her other fellow warriors she has strong muscles that can easily be seen under her nicely kept fur. Always looking neat and her best, she prides in keeping herself clean. SmallEars is a soft looking cat, some would say that she is but her claws are just as sharp as any cats. Although you will rarely see fierceness in her eyes you will see pride at being a WindClan warrior.Backstory
Family History ∙ SmallEars only has one kin and that is DiamondClaw, they are very close and hold each others secrets. There mother has recently become a Windclan elder because of sudden blindness, there father was killed in battle. SmallEars wishes to have kits of her own someday to watch them grow and become warriors as herself.
Backstory - SmallEars was born in Windclan to Windclan warriors, both of which are not warriors anymore. SmallEars feels as if she has trained harder then any Windclan apprentice. She thrives to be the best warrior that there is and to defend her clan for as long as she lives.
Family ∙ Her father is a deceased Windclan warrior and her mother is an elder. She has one sibling named DiamondClaw. SmallEars has not kits or a lover but hopes that someday she will.
Birthplace ∙ Windclan Camp
Background ∙ SmallEars grew up being raised by her mother who was always kind at heart. Her mother taught her not to hate the other clan cats but to always be loyal to Windclan. "Not everything has to be a fight" is something her mother always quoted and that is something SmallEars never forgot. Her father on the other hand was a strong warrior, he fought to defend his clan with tooth and claw, sometimes unnecessarily. This caused him his death. It hurt SmallEars when her father joined Starclan, if only he would have tried to avoid a fight. Ever since his death she tried to help her clan by defending them when she needed to and by trying to avoid unnecessary fights to avoid useless deaths. Cats should not fight if they needn't to. Her mother unfortunatly lost her eyesight to a battle against a Shadowclan warrior. Some acuse her scared of battle but don't deny her strength and maybe she does fear battle, or at least death of a friend and kin. Once in battle against Thunderclan she was fighting to defend her border after fear of them invading. An apprentice from ThunderClan was fighting, it was small but fighting fiercely. One of her clan members pounced the young apprentice and was going to lay a fatal blow. SmallEars leaped to the young apprentices help by grabbing the angry warrior by the scruff and tearing him off. She had defended another clan cat greatly angering a lot of her fellow clan members. Sometimes SmallEars has a hard time fitting in with not just her clan but the ways of the clans all together. She would always defend her clan but why kill someone so young?Sample
SmallEars sat outside of the warriors den quietly grooming herself. Licking her paw and gently rubbing it across her flattened ears. She stretched and yawned with unsheathing her claws and sheathing them again. She was going to be apart of the dawn patrol, there was fear and anxiety of ThunderClan invading the camp. Her heart fluttered in her chest as she thought of useless fighting. Giving her chest a few comforting licks she then joined the rest of the patrol before leaving. Coming in last she opened her mouth to take in the scents around her, so far their was not scents of any intruding cats. Keeping low and close to the rest of her clan mates, they crept along with their bellies flat to the long grass. She could sense the anxiety coming from her fellow warriors. Gently she placed her tail along the shoulder of the she-cat next to her. "I don't smell anything, I think we are safe". A large Tom let out a snarl, "don't listen to her, she would trust any cat". Ignoring the rude tom she continued brush her pelt reassuringly to the smaller windclan she cat next to her.Contract
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--SmallEars
