[Nightshadow] of [StormClan]

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Name: Nightshadow
Moons: 31 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: StormClan
Rank: Warrior
Short-Description:

An isolated smoky gray she-cat with pale silver-green eyes

Picture:

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Description:

[body]

My pelt is either an extremely dark gray, or a blurry black with hints of gray. I just call it a dark smoky gray. Heck, I'm not sure. The only thing I know is it has gray, it has black, and it's really dark. I'm rather small for my age, but I'm lean and limber so my body evens out. I have a long winding tail that has this one black stripe that spirals around my tail like a vine. My paws are the same color as the rest of me, with the exception of my back left paw which is a pale silver-gray color.

[facial features]

Like my sister, I have a triangular shaped face only mine has a bit of a circular touch to it. Even my ears are darker than your average pink-eared feline, instead they are more of a maroon color. The color of my eyes is disputable, some say they are silver, others say it's a pale green. I say both. From my dark cheeks come many silver whiskers that contrast with my dark pelt.

Personality:

My sister annoys me. She's so happy and bouncy and... ugh! I on the other and, am the complete and total opposite. As cold as ice, as calm as a stone and as emotionless as a tree. These are qualities found in me. I am quiet, rarely speaking if unnecessary, rarely uttering a squeak unless tempted. My few words are strong, a deep power and meaning behind them when I speak. I hold an air of quiet authority as I step forward silently. I am sly and cunning, witty and capricious. I refuse to show any sign of outer emotion. Outside I am nothing, inside myself; I feel each cold word I say or hear like a blow to my heart. I feel the pain of her prey and yet goes on. I am loyal to my sister, to Clan. I would like to think I feel some sort of loyalty to my mother, but I do not. I love her, as any kit would, but in battle, I would not hesitate to send her running.

I don't know why I'm so isolated, I never wanted to be, but I am. At times, I will break free, but then, instead of being happy and optimistic, I snap at others, even my sister who I love dearly. I wish I could change how I am, but I have never found a reason to break out of it. I can only do so much, I need someone to pull me out, to help me crack my shell. Someone, save me from myself. I can't do it alone, and neither can Oceanfeather.

History:

We, my sister and I, were born along the journey from my mother's twoleg nest to the Clans. I find that rather stupid. I mean, your journeying across mountains other unknown places, you have no idea how long it will take, and you decide to have kits with a cat you've known for a bout three moons. How intelligent is that?

But that's what happened. My mom, Sandy aka Tundrasnow fell in love with Tux, a rogue cat. About four moons into the journey, they had me and my sister Oceanfeather, then Ocean. They named me Night for my pelt, and she Ocean for her ocean blue eyes. Obviously they waited awhile before naming her. When I was ten moons old we arrived at the forest. My mom decided to go to MoonClan, Tex, our uncle, went to RavenClan. Oceanfeather loved the name StormClan and said she would go there. Tux decided to leave mom and join his brother, the stupid piece of foxdung. I couldn't leave Oceanfeather, so much to mother's sorrow, we went to StormClan. I felt bad leaving mom alone like that. The leader allowed us to stay and we were given our apprentice names, Nightpaw and Oceanpaw. After training for six moons, we earned our warrior names, Nightshadow and Oceanfeather. My name, I can understand, but Ocean's where did they get that from? And yes, I still call my sister Ocean at times.

A few seasons ago I saw my father on a border patrol. He didn't remember me. Later on he was killed. I'm not sure, but maybe that's when I began to isolate myself from everyone.

Role Playing Example:

x.Not Needed.x

Codeword: Rapids
Other:

Eh... I decided to do it in 1st person

[xxdarky.]

Accepted.