Code:Personnel Traits
Name: Fawnstar
Alias: Fawnkit/paw/spirit/star
Age: 27 moons
Gender: Female
Personality: FawnStar is a very friendly cat but if you get on her nerves she is not afraid to hurt you. Her loyalty remains in Shadowclan. She loves every cat in her clan and treats them all evenly. She I very intelligent and can find her way around any problem, and if there's war between her clan and another she will persuade the attack to end. If that doesn't work then she will fight. She hates having bloodshed but if needed it shall be given. She will mourn for all who have died in her clan. When kits are born she usually tries to interact with them but hardly ever succeeds. She doesn't take kindly to intruders or rude cats. She can be a bit ridiculous at times but take her seriously as well. She doesn't approve of cats acting out of the warrior code and those who do will be punished. Overall is a great leader of Shadowclan.
History: read Shadowclan's Miracles about her history
Physical Traits
Breed of Cat: Silver American Shorthair
Height: 9 "
Weight 11.5 lbs
Color of Eyes: brilliant blue
Appearance:
Physical Weakness:Camouflage
Mental Traits
Interests: Starclan/acientclans, battle strategies, the world around her.
Dislikes: tree climbing
Fears: heights
Mental Strengths: Memory, tatics
Mental Weaknesses: focus
Social Status
Tribe/Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Leader
Family:
Siblings: FallingFalcon, Cherrystar
Mother: Unknown
Father: Stonetooth
Mate: single
Kits: N/A
Extra:
RP Sample:
The sky shone dim rays into the Shadowclan camp. FawnStar was relaxing among the leaders ledge looking at the kits that played 'Warriors' in the center of the camp. Shadowclan was normally this quiet since Fawnstar became leader. She looks up at the path to see her fellow clan mates rushing down. She stood up and watched them skid to a halt below her. " What seems to be going on?" She questioned jumping off the ledge and landing in front of the cats. " Cre-Creamwing... she exited camp to find some herbs for Kestrelfeather. She's been gone since day break. We went to go find her a-a-and." Her apprentice stuttered trying to breath. " shhhh, Waterpaw." Fawnstar soothed the young apprentice. " What has happened to Creamwing?" She questioned with a soothing voice as she placed her chin on his head. " w-we found her slaughtered." He finished. Fawnstar's eyes widened and looked up to see Twistedclaw and Bubblepelt pad into camp with the cream colored she cat among their backs. She brought Waterpaw closed to her with one paw and he buried his face in her chest. Poor Waterpaw... He has lost his father.... and now his mother..... She placed her head down on the crying apprentices back. She watched as the two toms placed Creamwing's body a fox length away from her. She closed her eyes, letting a tear drift down her cheek. She bared her teeth before lifting her head, still holding onto the apprentice. " We will find who committed this crime and bring them to justice! For the sake of Creamwing and her family we will find them!" Waterpaw looked up at her before buried his head back in her chest. I swear to starclan, we will find your murderer.
Name: Fawnstar
Alias: Fawnkit/paw/spirit/star
Age: 27 moons
Gender: Female
Personality: FawnStar is a very friendly cat but if you get on her nerves she is not afraid to hurt you. Her loyalty remains in Shadowclan. She loves every cat in her clan and treats them all evenly. She I very intelligent and can find her way around any problem, and if there's war between her clan and another she will persuade the attack to end. If that doesn't work then she will fight. She hates having bloodshed but if needed it shall be given. She will mourn for all who have died in her clan. When kits are born she usually tries to interact with them but hardly ever succeeds. She doesn't take kindly to intruders or rude cats. She can be a bit ridiculous at times but take her seriously as well. She doesn't approve of cats acting out of the warrior code and those who do will be punished. Overall is a great leader of Shadowclan.
History: read Shadowclan's Miracles about her history
Physical Traits
Breed of Cat: Silver American Shorthair
Height: 9 "
Weight 11.5 lbs
Color of Eyes: brilliant blue
Appearance:
- Looks:
Physical Weakness:Camouflage
Mental Traits
Interests: Starclan/acientclans, battle strategies, the world around her.
Dislikes: tree climbing
Fears: heights
Mental Strengths: Memory, tatics
Mental Weaknesses: focus
Social Status
Tribe/Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Leader
Family:
Siblings: FallingFalcon, Cherrystar
Mother: Unknown
Father: Stonetooth
Mate: single
Kits: N/A
Extra:
RP Sample:
The sky shone dim rays into the Shadowclan camp. FawnStar was relaxing among the leaders ledge looking at the kits that played 'Warriors' in the center of the camp. Shadowclan was normally this quiet since Fawnstar became leader. She looks up at the path to see her fellow clan mates rushing down. She stood up and watched them skid to a halt below her. " What seems to be going on?" She questioned jumping off the ledge and landing in front of the cats. " Cre-Creamwing... she exited camp to find some herbs for Kestrelfeather. She's been gone since day break. We went to go find her a-a-and." Her apprentice stuttered trying to breath. " shhhh, Waterpaw." Fawnstar soothed the young apprentice. " What has happened to Creamwing?" She questioned with a soothing voice as she placed her chin on his head. " w-we found her slaughtered." He finished. Fawnstar's eyes widened and looked up to see Twistedclaw and Bubblepelt pad into camp with the cream colored she cat among their backs. She brought Waterpaw closed to her with one paw and he buried his face in her chest. Poor Waterpaw... He has lost his father.... and now his mother..... She placed her head down on the crying apprentices back. She watched as the two toms placed Creamwing's body a fox length away from her. She closed her eyes, letting a tear drift down her cheek. She bared her teeth before lifting her head, still holding onto the apprentice. " We will find who committed this crime and bring them to justice! For the sake of Creamwing and her family we will find them!" Waterpaw looked up at her before buried his head back in her chest. I swear to starclan, we will find your murderer.