Forestsong

[Brightstorm]

All About ME

Brightstorm ∙ Optional.
Out of Character Name ∙ Bright, Kid, Hey you, etc.
Chatango Username ∙ Bright
Contact Information ∙ PM, E-mail, C-box, etc.
Other Characters You Play ∙ Featherstar, Sion, Brightstorm.

Introductions

Character’s Name ∙ Forestsong; Shadowclan warrior
Age ∙ 39
Gender ∙ She-cat
Residing/ Ranking ∙ Warrior, as stated above. Because I can't read

Mindset

Overall Personality ∙ As an overall character, Forestsong is what someone would call 'stand-offish' or 'harsh', or even just a 'cold fish'- she has little to no personality whatsoever. She believes that her duty is solely and wholely to her clan and no one else, and she also believes that anyone who betrays her clan deserves ultimate punishment. Even as a mother to Sion she was cold and untouchable. Her personality completely contrasts to Sion's, which I find really ironic.

Reflection

Overall Appearance ∙ Forestsong is the color of soot, with gray fur that is short and velvety soft. Her eyes are the color of the sky on a warm day, with her eyes just a tad darker than Sion's. One of her ears are speckled white, and her underbelly is white as well.

Backstory

Family ∙ Max (Mate), Yelloweye (Father), Mousetail (Mother), Sion (Son).
Birthplace ∙ ShadowClan Camp
Background ∙ Forestsong, being a pretty young cat, was often flirted with and always seemed to get the better end of deals which would otherwise be untouchable to other she-cats her age. But, in the end, she fell in love with a House Cat. They had one kit together, Sion, and after Sion turned of age to become an apprentice, he went to live in ShadowClan. Forestsong was the first to find Nezumi and also the one to turn Sion in.

Sample

Forestsong shook the leaves off of her pelt and padded at the ground with her paws to find the mouse that burrowed under the dirt. Her blue eyes concentrated hard on her prey, and she finally found it, digging her claws into it and tearing it to shreds. She sat back on her hind legs, panting hard. Sion, she thought. Sion betrayed us! The white-hot rage surged through her again, and she slashed the mouse again, her anger and sadness mixing into her attacks. Finally the mouse was mince meat, and she just smacked the mouse away. Like she smacked away her son.

Contract

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--Hey youBright