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Leafpelt [of] ThunderClan
« Thread Started on Jul 21, 2007, 8:11am »

Name: Leafpelt

Gender: She-cat

Clan: ThunderClan

Rank: Deputy

Age: 24 moons

Quick Des.: calico she-cat

Quick Personality: kind caring she-cat

Description: Leafpelt is calico she-cat. When her pelt is felt, it feels like the very soft feathers of young birds, even though her fur looks sleek, not soft. Her pelt is a mix of a bit of black, an olive-brown color, with white and a few splotches of brown that evens the colors all out. She has kind eyes, a sweet look, but she seems bred for defense. She has shining green eyes with a gold ring around her pupil. Leafpelt has sharp claws, matching her sometimes stern personality. She is has also been called beautiful many times, and that sort of compliment flatters her. Leafpelt is strongly built, not being too lanky or weak to fight. Her fur isn’t short, but it isn’t long; she is smooth-furred. Her fur seems to have started to grow longer; it makes Leafpelt look beautiful. Leafpelt has no permanent scars on her, though she has had many harsh gashes from fighting; and once her back left leg had been damaged very badly by a badger, but the medicine cat managed to heal it as best as she could. But if Leafpelt ever hurt it very hard again, she might have permanent wounds there. When Leafpelt was younger, she had very creamy colored fur, with stripes of dark colors. When she was a moon old, specks of the other colours came. Leafpelt's mother had been a different shade of calico; with splotches of orange, white, and brown. Which Leafpelt's father had been a tabby with three shades of stripes- black, dark brown and a lighter brown. The mix of her parents' furs created Leafpelt's common yet unique color. Leafpelt is a very good swimmer, for she had been taught by her first mentor, who was a former RiverClan cat.

Personality: Leafpelt is a kind cat, but she can be in a very bad mood. She loves going for walks at night, usually staying up long and getting up early but with plenty of energy. Leafpelt loves to joke around, being a very social cat. Sometimes, randomly, she feels and acts sad, sometimes because of her past, but sometimes she keeps her true thoughts a secret. Leafpelt likes to keep secrets, mostly her feelings, she never felt to open to her friends, in case they ever became enemies, Leafpelt never wanted her secrets out to the other cats, so she kept to herself. Leafpelt is a good cat to talk to; she likes to help cats solve their problems, since she has a good way with words. Leafpelt needs friends; she doesn’t always act too well as a loner. When she was younger she hated being alone, but now she sometimes needs her own space more often. Leafpelt is nice to all cats, but she can play rough with the cats she knows better. She makes sure to obey the warrior code, but sometimes she’s careless and makes a mistake. Leafpelt have self esteem swings.. sometimes she'll think she did the wrong thing and is a danger, while at other times, she'll think no cat could have thought of better, or she mostly just stays in the middle of the 'bar', taking pride at certain things she accomplished.

History: Leafpelt comes from a long line of loyal, pure-clan born warriors. But when she was born, her parents where killed by loners, leaving Leafpelt near a small cave-like rock very close to two-leg territory. She was raised by an unknown cat, where she grew up in the rock where her parents left her. Leafpelt's mysterious foster parent disappeared when she turned four moons, and she went to a clan. She didn't remember what the cat that raised her had looked like, or the cats name, but she wished she could someday meet them and thank them. Where Leafpelt wandered into Thunderclan territory, she kept her name, the clan leader thinking it suited her well and she also to Leafpelt that this was her clan; for her parents had lived here. Leafpelt had two mentors; her first was a kind she-cat who was Leafpelt’s best friend. They acted like sisters, but she had moved clans because she later found out her family was there. Leafpelt grew very sad at the loss of her friend, but she slowly got over it when she had gotten a tom as her mentor. He wasn’t much older than her, and Leafpelt was almost ready to become a warrior. She had very slight feelings for him, but of course no one knew. One last training day, before Leafpelt would have become warrior, the two went hunting. A ShadowClan patrol had run into them, and a fight broke out. Her mentor was brutally hurt, and Leafpelt was also. She had attempted to bring his body back to camp, so he could live, but she had been to weak from the loss of blood. She then had pulled both of them very slowly towards camp, but was found by her clan's patrol. Her mentor had gone to StarClan, but Leafpelt was just very hurt. Sometimes, even now, Leafpelt blames herself for the death of the only cat she’s ever had feelings for, even though they hadn’t had the chance to be whole. Leafpelt tried hard to forget him, and she only really starts to remember him and everything else she lost on a few days of a certain time of the year. Her warrior days passed almost without inncident. She had no idea what she did to become deputy, but it happened.

IC*: Rain drops glistened on the grass in the early morning sun. The forest was silent except for the sound of the wind dancing through the trees. The calico she-cat crept along, her belly soaked. She hated the water, but she couldn't really do anything about it. The mouse was nibbling on a seed, just sitting there minding its own business. While the mouse ate its last meal, Leafpelt pounced on it. With a swift blow to the neck it went limp. She took it up in her mouth and smiled. Suddenly she dropped the mouse. It was her former mentor's favorite food. "No," she thought. "Time to get on with life.”

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