Post by {~}Nightynight{~} on Apr 20, 2013 16:26:44 GMT -5
Poisonheart
Gender: She-cat
Age: 27 moons
Clan:Waterclan.
Rank: Warrior
Belief: Starclan/Place of No Stars(Kinda on the fence on this one)
Appearance:
Poisonheart closely resembles an smoke colored Egyptian mau cat. Her fur is a gorgeous combination of gray, black and dark silvers. Accenting the pelt her markings are striking and, though subtle stand out very well. Her tail is short but a great swimming rudder, it is mostly dark with a small stripe of silver coloring near the tip. Poisonheart's face is lined with bold black stripes making her look wild and dangerous but feminine at the same time. While her fur starts out almost black on her back it fades into a soft silvery gray on her stomach and traces up the insides of her legs.
Her eyes are a ghastly pale yellow, so light they barely seem to have any color at all and can be very un-nerving when she is angry as they turn as blank as the stare of one dead. Her paw pads, nose, and the inside of her mouth are black, strangely some of her whiskers are silver tinted though. Poisonheart's claws are longer than most and she is very proud about it she loves to flaunt her most dangerous weapons and likes to keep them unsheathed when she is in a bad mood, a visible warning that she is in fol humor. Her fangs are a light gray almost the color of smoke. On the left side her canine is too long to be covered by her lips so it sticks out the bottom of her mouth making her look almost like she is half grinning all of the time.
Poisonheart has a build to fit Waterclan standard, a bit stocky but well muscled and doesn't look fat in the slightest only husky. Her body seems built for water activity with strong legs and a thick tail she is a powerful swimmer. Her pelt is short but sheds water with ease. Her fishy diet makes her coat oily enough to keep in warmth as well so she loves to swim even in cool weather. Overall Poisonheart could be considered a pretty she-cat but her icy yellow eyes kind of throw that off a little. Unique to say the least she is a shadow painted warrior of Riverclan.
Personality:
Though her name might suggest that Poisonheart is venomous that isn't entirely true. Though she has her moments Poison has a amiable nature and usually goes out of her way to make others smile. Always one to keep a secret Poison is a wonderful friend she holds friendship in the highest esteem and would never betray a friend. She is soft spoken until you get to know her then she will talk your ears off, usually uttering the most random of things. She is a day dreamer and spends alot of her time just thinking about whatever strikes her fancy. Caught up in her own thoughts she can be a bit distant towards others at times. She is not very fond of other she-cats and mostly just ignores them preferring to spend time with the toms. Poison is a rough and tumble kinda girl and loves to fight and explore. She hates it when toms look down on her for being female and is always out to prove that a female can be just as strong as a male. A hard working warrior no cat can question her loyalty to her clan and she will always fight for Waterclan until Starclan take her soul.
Very prideful and somewhat vain Poisonheart isn't one to poke fun at. Even though she is usually very laid back if she is made fun of or teased she won't think twice about shredding some cats pelt. In a fight this tricky she-cat goes for the the eyes of her opponents first, if that fails then she resorts to shredding their chest and face. Possibly a side effect of being poisoned as a kit Poison is what you could consider bi-polar. Most of the time she is friendly but every once and a while she snaps and can be in a terrible mood for days on end. Poison is very smart and likes to try and talk her way out of fights if she can but if she cannot then she lets her bad side take over, turns off the pain and empathy and just lets herself go wild on her opponents making her a dangerous fighter. She isn't the best at controlling her blood lust when lets herself go like that and is secretly afraid that one day she will kill someone on accident. Or on the other side of the scale her disregard for pain could easily be her own downfall if she refuses to flee a fight. Around her own clanmates Poison acts like one the toms and is usually very well liked. She is mysterious in the fact that when she is in a bad moon outwardly she will show no emotion just a mask of indifference, hidden behind dull lifeless eyes she is almost impossible to read. On the inside she is a turmoil of jealousy, bitterness, and generally poisonous thoughts she becomes very agitated as well. She can be quite scary when she snaps and most tend to stay out of her way when the wall slams down behind her eyes, being very unpredictable during those times she is at her most viscous and is always looking for an excuse to start a fight. Her two sides are polar opposites half the time she is sweet as honey and the other she is as poisonous as deathberries. A strange cat indeed Poisonheart is a locked box full of secrets.
Kin
Aspenkit-Brother-Deceased-Waterclan
Bramblefang-Father-Alive-Waterclan
Cometblaze-Mother-Alive-Rouge
History:
~The innocence of Smoke~
Smokekit was born to an abusive mother and loving father. She was a bright little kit and was always getting into mischief with her only sibling Aspenkit. The two were inseparable and loved each other deeply as siblings should. Smokekit stood up for he more timid brother and often hid him in the reeds when their despicable mother came around to beat them, she soon grew to despise she-cats because of her mother. Nearing her 4th moon the twisted mother took her kits out into the Waterclan territory. Finding some berries that she knew nothing about the queen gave them to her brood to test them. The two kits thought it was a special treat and dug in. Smokekit was smarter than her brother, she doubted her mothers suddenly sweet tone and only ate one of the berries while he ate three. While her litter writhed as the poisonous berries worked their horrible magic the heartless mother simply smirked, stepping over their thrashing bodies she left them to die. It was the father, who was out hunting, that heard the strangled screams of his kits and rushed to their aid. Little Smokekit was in better shape then her brother and so her father had to make a horrible choice on which of his kits to save. He didn't think Aspenkit would make it and so he scooped up Smokekit and raced her back to camp. It was a miracle that the medicine cat saved the poisoned kit but she survived. Upon waking the next morning she was told that her mother had been banished, she had openly admitted to feeding the deathberries to her kits, and Aspenkit had gone on to Starclan. Something broke inside the tiny Smokekit's heart that day. She hated she cats from that moment onward and began to show signs of a mental illness. Whether it was brought on by the poison affecting her kitten brain or the tragedy is still unknown. A new name was thrust upon the she-kit at her 6th moon as tribute to the ordeal she survived.
~Poisoned adolescence~
The newly dubbed Poisonpaw was a handful. The only cat that could give she would listen to was her father. Wisely he was chosen to be her mentor, not a usual occurrence but it was the best option for the mentally unstable 'paw'. She was a wild youth and got herself into many fights, most of them caused by her hot temper. It took her longer than most to learn the warrior code and she was punished twice for eating prey she caught while hunting. Always under supervision, she became even more rebellious the older she grew. Poisonpaw was not a popular apprentice, often shunned and never having many friends her heart grew bitter. At one point she even tried to runaway from her clan but was talked down by her father and returned thoroughly ashamed of herself. It was a turning point in her life, she strove from that day on to be a better cat and tried very hard to earn her warrior name. At the ripe age of 15 moons she was given the title of Poisonheart. It's unclear if her leader knew of the darkness hidden in her heart or if he was simply co mending the heart she put into her training but it suits her rather well.
~A Poisoned Heart~
Poisonheart has changed rather alot in the last year. Becoming mature and much more level headed her mood swings don't trouble her nearly as often as they used to. She has worked hard to serve her clan and is as loyal as they come. With age has come wisdom, growing nearly as crafty as her father she is well known for her sharp wit and fearsome battle prowess. It seems everyday Poisonheart walks a razor's edge, one false step and she will slip into the abyss that taints her soul. She locks her feelings away, bottling them up in an attempt to hide them from her clanmates she has turned herself into a ticking time bomb. She can only wait now, balancing on the sharp edge of fate she often longs for it to rip her asunder.
Other:
Theme song is Follow My Voice by For All Those Sleeping
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