Post by Fae Magic on Jun 7, 2020 18:39:09 GMT -5
Name: Wisteriakit Wisteriapaw Wisteriabloom
Age: 18 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan:Stoneclan Gorgeclan
Rank:Kit Apprentice
Picture:
Description: Gentle ice blue eyes frosted over like glass set into a snowy white-furred face. Wisteriapaw is a beautiful short-haired she-cat that resigns in the formerly known Stoneclan now Gorgeclan. Fur as pure and clean white that looks like it got swept through a time or two by the wind is something she prides herself to keep clean and well-groomed; but it for some reason never wants to lay flat and instead looks like it got windblown; fashionably enough. She's a dainty thing despite the light floof that hides her body. Agile carries a spring in her step; she doesn't let her blindness get the best of her. She's a beautiful she-cat and she knows it even if she does flaunt it. She prides herself on taking care of herself body, mind, and soul as it shows with how she carries herself around. Chin up, sure step, and gentle smiles and attentiveness; that's how she carries herself and the rule she abides by.
Description Summary: White short furred she-cat with blind clear glass blue eyes
Personality: Gentle souls bring out the worst heartache in people; worst of all in themselves. Wisteriapaw is that gentle soul. She has been through much in her life as a young she-cat that she knows the pain of loss and the hurt of a broken heart. That's how she taught herself to be patient and kind to everyone. No one knows the hurt behind a smile that may look happy or the pain behind someone's eyes. Unfortunately, Wisteriapaw does. She is kind to everyone and is much like a doting little sister or daughter who wants nothing but the best for others. But she is also rather protective; her intentions may be good but sometimes she doesn't know how to go about helping people without telling a few white lies here and there. She's trusting to most but cautious overall. As she was born blind she is limited in the experience she is allowed. But she is patient and holds wisdom in her eyes and gentle voice. She's a sad soul though; she doesn't always realize that she does not hide her pain from others very well and is an open book. She helps others but fails to help herself. She has come to terms with the fact she would never be able to see at a young age and she can't help herself whenever she sometimes asks others to describe what something looks like, and feels envious whenever they tell her about it. She punishes herself too much but has the strength to let herself bleed for others because of this anytime anyone reaches out to help her she isn't sure how to handle it. With a bit of depression from her loneliness she often freaks out and rejects the help that is offered because she fears of getting hurt and even more is afraid of the potential she actually could be holding if she ever gave herself a chance. But, she is slowly learning to open up and trust if only a little bit. Not just trust others but also believe in herself. This is thanks to her interactions with her mentor Whitehawk who has been patiently trying to help her throughout their training to be able to have more faith in herself and realize she is not alone.
History: Wisteriapaw was born blind. She never saw the light of day and she never knew the sight of her mother. Her siblings she had she'd never know and she only knows the sound of their voices. She never knew she was different and didn't understand that how she was treated actually was not normal. As a kit she was never allowed out without her mother by herself; no one could be with her except her mother. Her father didn't really want much to do with her and acted as if she was never born despite him giving his attention to his siblings. She didn't understand why she was ignored; because of this emotional neglect she became rather recluse but with a hunger for a fatherly figure that would love her. No one wanted to spend time with her growing up most of the time because of her clumsy feet and because of her blindness. No one had the patience for her except one cat that was a bit older than her already almost an apprentice she grew up with that befriended her and helped guide her around. When her friend became an apprentice she spent less and less time with her friend as they were far too busy with their training. Wisteriapaw struggled to make friends now that she was alone once more. As an apprentice, Wisteriapaw's training is rightfully going to take longer due to her disability. Her sessions are special because of it but day by day she grows in confidence to find her inner strength and learn how to be of use to the clan even without eyesight. Her first few moons were a big struggle not only physically but because of her lack of trust in others and having to rely on a cat she never met before to guide her outside of the security that she was used to. Whitehawk was patient having a inkling of how it felt not to be able to see as he too was blind in one eye due to the lack of eyeball one one side of his face. Wisteriapaw was rather harsh with him and on herself; nearly giving up before there was any progress but when push came to shove she forced herself to push forwards. It was still a rocky form of training for the both of them. When the earthquake happened she was nearly lost in the wreckage but by the miracle of Starclan has the strength to find Whitehawk and Orioleflight during the earth shattering terror and made it to safety within the clan. After that Wisteriapaw realized that she was not ready to just give up on herself; having almost died during the earthquake she chose that if she was to survive it in that moment then she'd train hard, be patient with herself, and do her best to be the best she could be; to always remember that scared lonely kitten she once was and to realize that she no longer was that little frightened girl. She is still learning how to cope of course but it's a little easier to do with the new confidence that she has.
Age: 18 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan:
Rank:
Picture:
Description: Gentle ice blue eyes frosted over like glass set into a snowy white-furred face. Wisteriapaw is a beautiful short-haired she-cat that resigns in the formerly known Stoneclan now Gorgeclan. Fur as pure and clean white that looks like it got swept through a time or two by the wind is something she prides herself to keep clean and well-groomed; but it for some reason never wants to lay flat and instead looks like it got windblown; fashionably enough. She's a dainty thing despite the light floof that hides her body. Agile carries a spring in her step; she doesn't let her blindness get the best of her. She's a beautiful she-cat and she knows it even if she does flaunt it. She prides herself on taking care of herself body, mind, and soul as it shows with how she carries herself around. Chin up, sure step, and gentle smiles and attentiveness; that's how she carries herself and the rule she abides by.
Description Summary: White short furred she-cat with blind clear glass blue eyes
Personality: Gentle souls bring out the worst heartache in people; worst of all in themselves. Wisteriapaw is that gentle soul. She has been through much in her life as a young she-cat that she knows the pain of loss and the hurt of a broken heart. That's how she taught herself to be patient and kind to everyone. No one knows the hurt behind a smile that may look happy or the pain behind someone's eyes. Unfortunately, Wisteriapaw does. She is kind to everyone and is much like a doting little sister or daughter who wants nothing but the best for others. But she is also rather protective; her intentions may be good but sometimes she doesn't know how to go about helping people without telling a few white lies here and there. She's trusting to most but cautious overall. As she was born blind she is limited in the experience she is allowed. But she is patient and holds wisdom in her eyes and gentle voice. She's a sad soul though; she doesn't always realize that she does not hide her pain from others very well and is an open book. She helps others but fails to help herself. She has come to terms with the fact she would never be able to see at a young age and she can't help herself whenever she sometimes asks others to describe what something looks like, and feels envious whenever they tell her about it. She punishes herself too much but has the strength to let herself bleed for others because of this anytime anyone reaches out to help her she isn't sure how to handle it. With a bit of depression from her loneliness she often freaks out and rejects the help that is offered because she fears of getting hurt and even more is afraid of the potential she actually could be holding if she ever gave herself a chance. But, she is slowly learning to open up and trust if only a little bit. Not just trust others but also believe in herself. This is thanks to her interactions with her mentor Whitehawk who has been patiently trying to help her throughout their training to be able to have more faith in herself and realize she is not alone.
History: Wisteriapaw was born blind. She never saw the light of day and she never knew the sight of her mother. Her siblings she had she'd never know and she only knows the sound of their voices. She never knew she was different and didn't understand that how she was treated actually was not normal. As a kit she was never allowed out without her mother by herself; no one could be with her except her mother. Her father didn't really want much to do with her and acted as if she was never born despite him giving his attention to his siblings. She didn't understand why she was ignored; because of this emotional neglect she became rather recluse but with a hunger for a fatherly figure that would love her. No one wanted to spend time with her growing up most of the time because of her clumsy feet and because of her blindness. No one had the patience for her except one cat that was a bit older than her already almost an apprentice she grew up with that befriended her and helped guide her around. When her friend became an apprentice she spent less and less time with her friend as they were far too busy with their training. Wisteriapaw struggled to make friends now that she was alone once more. As an apprentice, Wisteriapaw's training is rightfully going to take longer due to her disability. Her sessions are special because of it but day by day she grows in confidence to find her inner strength and learn how to be of use to the clan even without eyesight. Her first few moons were a big struggle not only physically but because of her lack of trust in others and having to rely on a cat she never met before to guide her outside of the security that she was used to. Whitehawk was patient having a inkling of how it felt not to be able to see as he too was blind in one eye due to the lack of eyeball one one side of his face. Wisteriapaw was rather harsh with him and on herself; nearly giving up before there was any progress but when push came to shove she forced herself to push forwards. It was still a rocky form of training for the both of them. When the earthquake happened she was nearly lost in the wreckage but by the miracle of Starclan has the strength to find Whitehawk and Orioleflight during the earth shattering terror and made it to safety within the clan. After that Wisteriapaw realized that she was not ready to just give up on herself; having almost died during the earthquake she chose that if she was to survive it in that moment then she'd train hard, be patient with herself, and do her best to be the best she could be; to always remember that scared lonely kitten she once was and to realize that she no longer was that little frightened girl. She is still learning how to cope of course but it's a little easier to do with the new confidence that she has.