Swiftfire (Windclan)

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Name: Swiftfire
Clan: Windclan
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Female
Position: Warrior
Short Description: A female orange tabby with a white muzzle, paws, stomach, and tail tip.
Description:

Swiftfire is a very sleak and toned female cat. Her body has a pattern typical of an orange tabby. The muzzle on Swiftfire is white, along with her neck, stomach, paws, and tail tip. Her fur is not as fluffy as her mum's which allows her to run swiftly without her fur slowing her down. The eyes of her are bright green which stand out in her orange fur.

She is quite slem and has toned muscles which allow her to run very fast. Her haunches are the key to how fast she can go. They allow her to jump vast distances or have a leap start in a race.

The whiskers of her are pure white which blend into her muzzle, but are very neat and trimmed due to her cleaning.

Her ears are the normal size of her kind and her eyes seem to be great pools of green set into fire.

Swiftfire is a very quick cat which is why her name is as it is, swift as fire if spread apart.

Her fur can be quite the oppstical due to it being orange and white among green and brown.

Attitude:

Swiftfire is very protective over everyone who befriends her and will hold true to her loyalty, even if it means breaking some rules. If an intruder is found on her clan's territory they best be weary for she'll most likely start a fight before they can explain for she is very fast to say who did what.

Apprentices are cute in her eyes, but annoy her easily if they don't listen or are not respectful or too stubborn like she is. No one can be more stubborn than Swiftfire and she can't stand anyone who tries to beat her at it. Being a mentor though is a job so she can handle Apprentices a lot more easily if command is assumed over them. She'll call them little pesks, but deep in her heart she kind of likes having pesky kits and Apprentices about.

She loves adventure and finding things out for the first time so she very easily gets excited over many little things. In this way she is still a kitten, exploring the world for the first time.

Swiftfire hates the cold, but loves warm or rainy days. If there is a sunny patch she'll sleep in it, if it is raining she'll run in it for just the pure joy of it. She's a bit weird there and cats think she is a little insane on this part.

History:

Swiftfire's mum and da were killed by a fox, mum, and dog,da, many moons ago before she could even remember who they were.

Some of her clan tell her that her parents were friends with loners or were traitors and thus assumed their rightful death.

Swiftfire never really minded though, so she never asked except when she was a kit and no one gave her a clear answer. Though one tale remains constant, both of her parents were great members of the clan.

RP Example:

Rp Example from Wolves of Mist Rp:

'The brilliant sun was shining down upon the land which welcomed it as it promised a thaw to allow life to come again. A copper colored wolf lay on some rocks where the sun filtered through the thick trees the best. She was sunning herself to help get the chill out of her bones. Of course snow was falling among her pelt through the filtering sunlight. All at once the sun hid to leave the fae on a cold rock. Spring was something she hoped for, longed for, but it would come another day it seemed.

The fae's name was Featherswift, a fighter or warrior of Sheeran Pack. The way she moved told as much, but something couldn't be seen from the outside, her heart. It was tormented day and night now with no peace. Though that did not matter at the moment. What had led her to the outermost of the territory was peace and quite. Now, she pushed herself off the rocks and began to lope about, going nowhere in particular. When she rounded a thicket of very thick trees her ears flicked forward and she stopped dead. A howl had peirced her ears and she stood silent to figure out who it was. It was a weak howl and she figured it had to be a very young wolf to produce such a sound as this. Featherswift listened, but it had stopped. She waited for a while and nothing occurred so she took a step back only to be stopped by another weak howl.

Curious, she began to make her way to a clearing and the snow began to pick up enough that no paw trails could be seen. As she went into the clearing her eyes instantly layed upon a small wolf. It was a pup and it was howling as if all Hellfire had descended upon it. Why are you so far out little one?, she thought confused. Featherswift began to hesitantly approach the pup, wondering if it's mother was nearby and was waiting to attack her. No other scents came to her though so she continued forward with a few sniffs here and there. When she was no less than 10 gigantic leaps away, snow began to pour from the sky more so. She had no cover from prying eyes due to her pelt color, but she hoped nothing would dare to attack a Sheeran member on their territory no matter how far out it was.

The fae then made a few friendly barks towards the pup and waited to see what it would do. '

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Rp Example:
The air was crisp and new smelling as the clear sky promised rain in the upcoming days. The sheer joy of summer was upon the forest and even Swiftfire could feel it amongst her whiskers. Looking around her clan, pride swelled up in her. To have come so far from a heritage of questionable cats to a leader was a great achievement. Her heart still lingered on her old leader, Foxstar, because of her untimely disappearance that led to all cats thinking she had died.

She shook her head as if to rid it of those depressing thoughts. At the present, it was the future of her clan that mattered. With this, she stepped onto a hill of green and looked at the territory around her. Everything seemed to be in order and she nodded in satisfaction. It was when a brief shadow hit her eyes that caused her to stop. She narrowed her eyes and looked while flicking her tail.

It was an intruder from the way it walked through the moors, as if extremely uncomfortable in the open and long grasses. However, it wasn't trying to keep out of sight. In fact, it was sticking it's tail up to present it's prescense. Swiftfire blinked at the sight, but then jumped into action. Literally, she did so and then zoomed through her homeland towards the cat.

As she approached it uneasily cringed, expecting a swat. "I am Swiftfire, leader of Windclan and I must ask you why you are on our territory?"

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