Palemoon |of| StreamClan

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Name: Palemoon

Age: 26 moons

Gender: She-cat

Clan: StreamClan

Rank: Warrior

Description: Palemoon has a sort of hypnotizing and unique beauty. Partly due to her physical appearance, partly due to her personality, and partly due to the way she carries herself, with grace and dignity and a sharp awareness. Her pelt is of a medium length and is of a thick and flowing texture. It is a pale, pale gray. Darker than cinder, but lighter than soot. Her shoulders are broad and proud, her limbs long and muscled. Her paws are large and within them, they sheathe jet black claws that are as sharp and cold as winters north winds. Palemoons eyes are a delicate, green-silver that are lighter then her pelt, but somehow deeper.

Short Description: A haunting pale gray she-cat with deep green eyes.

Personality: Palemoon most prominent virtue is her inner strength. Many cats think of her as a sort or railing, that will help you up if you fall, and keep you from going off the edge. Among her array of other virtues there is, bravery, confidence, trust, loyalty, intelligence, wit, love, and a cleverness that most cats do not posses. Despite her numerous virtues, she has many flaws and faults, too. Within them, there is a rashness that causes her to make decisions without thinking of all other possibility's, a judgemental-ness that makes her label cat without even getting to know who they really are, and an unwillingness to et to close to any other cat.

History: Palemoon was born the only child of two respectable, if not forgettable parents. Her parents were like any other cat in StreamClan at that time. Loyal, brave, mortal. They died of natural causes when Palekit was five moons old. she was devastated at first, but time, as it is in the habit of doing, eased and healed her heart and by the time she was an apprentice, she was back to her old fun, kind, clever self. She was apprenticed to the former deputy's twin brother, Patchclaw, at six moons of age. Her apprenticeship was without event. In-fact, when she began her warrior-hood at twelve moons, Palepaw was praised for being cunning, kind, and a great asset to the Clan.

Role Playing Example: A pale shadow sinked through the darkening woods, body low to the damp forest floor. A glimmering stream leaps chillingly around the shadows paws as it stalks through it. The shadow stops abruptly and stares into one of the shallow pools that surround this section of the bank. Round, eyes the color of moonlight on green grass stares back at it's refection in the silver pool. Last time thinks the being that is both cat, and shadow somehow I saw myself. I was awkward and gangaly. look what I have become she allowed herself a quick, satisfied smile before brushing the surface of the pond with her tail, Sending ripples sprinting across the surface. she trekked on, not bothering with concealment now. She emerged from the forest, running, out onto the plateau. The intense and interwoven starlight and moonlight shone down onto her. She mewed with the euphoric surge of just being in a place so overwhelming. The light quickly fled though. Disappearing behind a massive storm-cloud. A warm wind blew from across the plateau, pulling at her pelt and stinging her eyes. She cried out once more in joy as the cold rain began to fall and a single chord of pure lightning pealed over the rivers, fields, forests, and mountains. and creating a black silhouette at the very tip of a plateau.

Crush: // see the mini-plot 'A [Stolen] Love' \\

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