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Name: Fogsight
Age: 37 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Treeclan
Rank: Warrior

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Description

[/font] Fogsight like her brothers is a beautiful cat. She walks with a graceful yet clipping stride, her long coat swishing with each paw step. Her fur gathers in groups at her joints, then feathering out on the backs of her legs. Rarely Fogsights’s fur lies flat and smooth though. Due to her smaller stature, more steps must be taken to match pace with taller warriors, resulting in a ruffled appearance. She stands with her head reaching the shoulders of her much larger brothers. Most cats can outpace her easily. Though her size is small, she is still broad-shouldered and has large paws that leave big grooves in the earth. Her steps are quiet yet purposeful and incredibly grounded. Fogsight stands as though she is as tall as her siblings, filling the air around her with a presence larger than her physical being can hold. She has been described before as being similar to a tree, a constant that is familiar and ancient in its own way.
» In coloring she mimics her brother, Falconstorm. The majority or her coat is a pale cream color, and her face and front paws are grey in color. Light tabby markings grace her face as well. Fogsight’s most striking feature perhaps is her eyes. They stand out as a bright blue against her grey face, shining bright with any emotion. Primarily they can be seen lost in thought, or glowing with the information she has chosen to share. When she smiles small dimples appear at the corners of her lips. Her smile is warm and thoughtful.
» The last marking is a large winding scar across her shoulders. A result of a foolish mistake as a young apprentice, fur has grown over the wound. In a brisk wind that likes to flatten fur, the scar is very visible. It is pale in color, and does not impede her movement since its origin is so far from her current age, even though it’s location would suggest trouble. It stretches over her shoulder blades and stops short of the first joint of her front legs.
[/ul] Description Summary : Small gray and cream long-haired she-cat with blue eyes.

Personality

[/font] Fogsight can be an off-putting cat to be around. She gives off an intense presence, as if the whole world is pulling towards her, trying to fit into her head. Her strength lies in her brain, holding an extensive knowledge of everything and anything she has experienced or heard. She’s known to speak directly and to the point, pulling out facts as easily as taking a breath. This makes her an incredible strategist to have on one’s side as her memory bank is expansive. Day to day, Fogsight is a quiet cat, speaking only when it feels necessary. She doesn’t typically expect conversation either, and has been known to be a bit scatter-brained directly after one’s greeting.
» Fogsight is also a family cat. She loves her family with all her heart, and swells with pride when they achieve their goals. For the future though, she feels quite lost. Loyalty is important, and the warrior takes care of her clan, but it feels like a boring routine rather than something fulfilling. The warrior wants to achieve something great, to be recognized for doing something important for her clan. She knows she wants a family, and to have kits to raise and love, but finds the commitment to care for another life scary. Fogsight softens around younger cats, and enjoys taking care of kits for tired mothers, or helping younger apprentice practice their skills. [/ul]

History
Family:
-- Mother: Lakemist, Honeysong
-- Father: Leafbrindle
-- Sibling(s): Falconstorm, Hawkchaser

[/font] Born to Lakemist and Leafbrindle, Fogkit was named after the grey in her fur. Soon though, they were passed on to Honeysong due to an unfortunately illness that took their birth mother away. Learning later of her mother’s demise was heart-breaking, making Fogpaw struggle with her faith in Starclan, a struggle that would continue in to her adult life. However, learning of her birth mother did not change her love for Honeysong. She loved her adopted mother as fiercely as she did the rest of her family. She stuck close to her siblings, her smaller size making the world seem too large for her to fill.
» Apprenticehood snuck up on the kits and Fogpaw soon discovered that she could fill the world easily. She learned quickly that her strength was not in her physical strength or prowess, but her mind. She remembered things quicker than her siblings, impressing her mentor with facts and details of the territory that even he had to take a moment to remember. Moments and details filled her head till she thought it would burst, then more would pile on top. This became a downside to her training as a younger apprentice, one such experience being when the fox invaded their camp. Fogpaw had quickly jumped in to help, so focused on helping her clanmates that she forgot that she had not had her battle training yet. Her only injury thankfully was a large, easily healed wound across her shoulders and a bruised sense of self.
» After healing, Fogpaw’s mentor switched tactics. Ashtail knew the young she-cat was struggling to sort her thoughts, and it was impacting her training. The tom instead took her on secluded training sessions and spent the day grounding the apprentice’s thoughts. These techniques worked wonders, and the pair returned to working with others. Although her siblings grew, Fogpaw remained small. She fiercely defended her size, training twice as hard to make it not affect her skills. Soon enough, Fogpaw became Fogsight, named for her intelligence.
» As a warrior, Fogsight fell easily into her role. She takes care of her clan happily, but still wishes for more. Seeing her brother’s destiny decided has rekindled her urge to find a path for her paws to follow, rather than aimlessly wander.
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