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Post by Yin on Sept 8, 2017 12:53:34 GMT -5
morningpaw
PERSONALITY Wide-eyed and curious, this small she-cat is known for being drawn toward new experiences. She used to eagerly rush head first into the unknown, but she has grown more cautious with her adventures in recent moons. She is the type of apprentice who would rather follow rules first than to chase after the unknown, no matter how reluctant she may be to do so most of the time. The only exception to this is when it comes to the water, but that will be touched on later. Morningpaw is a relatively quiet, introverted she-cat. She fairs better in small groups than she does with the entire clan, and she has a tendency to stick closest to those she knows. She is not the type to willingly branch out and initiate conversation with a stranger. She seems like a cat of few words with a softspoken voice until she is alone with her brothers or mentor. Then it is almost like the flood gates have been opened, letting loose a thousand words and a more playful feline. She will clam up the moment someone else invades, and she grows uncomfortable with the feeling of too many eyes on her. And then there's water. Her obsession of sorts started with her little accident in the stream on her first outing as an apprentice. It was what caused her to become a little more cautious when exploring, but it was also what ignited an intense desire that could not be subdued. She is happiest in the water, that much is obvious. She could stay in the lake forever if she could, and her disappointment when it is time to return to camp is always evident. When she needs time alone after exhausting herself by being around other cats, she will always go to the water to recharge. It is also the first place you should look if she ever goes missing or storms off for one reason or another. ABILITIES Underwater Breathing - level 3 HISTORY One frigid leaf-fall morning, a young she-cat called Dapplefur gave birth to a small litter of three. As happy as she and her mate, Swiftfoot, were, their joyous occasion was cut short. Exhaustion overtook the she-cat, and she fell ill later that night. Her kittens had to be nursed by one of the other queens when one of the medicine cats decided she should be moved for the safety of her fragile kittens. She passed on a few nights later, leaving her mate to mourn over the loss of his love. This was all unbeknownst to the three little kittens. The scraps of fur were more than happy to be snuggling against a warm body, unaware of the missing cat in their family. The mottled mess of black and orange with smears of white was the only she-cat. She was named Morningkit for the way her fur resembled fallen leaves on a leaf-fall morning. She was also the only kitten who closely resembled their mother. Then there were her two brothers, only a few days old and already larger than their sister. They resembled their father more, and they were the first to exhibit their abilities. Morningkit seemed to stray behind, and they began to question if she was even a bender or had any abilities at all. As the kittens grew, they began showing their personalities more and more. Morningkit was always quieter and calmer than her brothers, but that did not stop her from playing with them. There was always something to prove, like how she could be just as good as them at anything and everything. Their sibling rivalry was stronger in their earliest moons, but it was all fun and games from the sister while the brothers began to take it more seriously. Their competitions grew reckless, and it was when her brothers decided they would see who could last the longest outside of camp, without escort, did she finally draw the line. Her brothers refused to speak to her for a week after she told the queens of their plans, successfully putting a stop to it. At six moons, Morningkit became Morningpaw. Curiosity and adrenaline fueled her when her mentor took her out of the camp for the first time. She bounced around and stuck her nose into everything, paying no heed to her mentor's warnings of caution. Thus, she lost her footing and tumbled into the stream. Her small body was easily dragged along with the current, and she would have ended up in the lake had her mentor not managed to catch her and pull her out. She was a shivering mess, fur plastered against her body. Any sane cat would be hesitant to go anywhere near water after that, but Morningpaw found her eyes drawn to it ever since then. After a few training sessions that involved learning how to swim so there would not be a 'next time', Morningpaw found that she could breathe with her head beneath the water's surface. It wasn't for long, but it was enough that she could explore more without having to rush to the surface for air every few moments. It made fishing a breeze, and she looked forward to each days she was allowed to hunt. Her focus began to shift from her training on land to her time in the water. She was more interested in swimming and testing her limits. She soon found that she no longer needed to resurface for air. She could wait at the bottom of the lake all day if she really wanted to. It's a great way to get out of your responsibilities, and if she ever needs time alone, you know where to find her. |
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