Post by luca on Jun 22, 2020 23:10:25 GMT
Sprigstep
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AFAB She-Cat : 30 Moons : Warrior : Demi
Appearance: {A lithe she-cat with long, sandy-borwn fur; darker swirls; lighter chest/paws/face; & gray-green eyes.}
Even without webbed paws, Sprigstep seems to fit right in with the Shellclan brand. She has long, water-resistant fur that tufts up slightly along her neck, chest, and tail. Most of her pelt is a fairly light brown with darker, swirling stripes (similar in color to sand touched by the waves!). Her pelt is a lighter cream around her face, chest, belly, paws, and tail tip. She has round, grey-green eyes that have the slightest sorrowful tilt to them. Her tail is average length and decently plumy. Her build is fairly trim, with a bit of muscle beneath all of that fur. She often wears a fluffy grey gull feather behind her ear (small accessory item).
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Personality:
{ Reserved | Wallflower | Dedicated }
Many of her clanmates are aware that, for a time, Sprigstep emerged from her shell. Laughter came easily, she could frequently be found sporting a little smile as she worked around camp, and she built up a bit of a reputation for seeing the glass half-full. Ever since Gullheart’s death, however, that light-hearted cat seemed to have retreated, giving way to a warrior with downcast eyes and clipped replies. She’s quick to lend a paw or dedicate herself to work around camp, but where her effort overflows, her contentedness lacks. Many cats would agree that while she retains that same polite kindness that she had moons ago, there’s a new solemnity that breaks the impression.
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History:
As a kit, Sprigstep was a relatively quiet cat! She stuck to herself and her brothers for the most part, no more clingy and no more adventurous than the average cat. This streak of ordinariness continued until her apprenticeship. Here, she met new cats, made new friends, and slowly but surely opened up. Stunted silence occasionally gave way to light laughter, concentrated expressions disappearing to reveal smiles. When she met Gullheart--Gullpaw then--it wasn’t exactly an immediate connection. But training sessions, and then border patrols, and then nights spent together planted a deep-rooted friendship that blossomed into what Sprigstep could only describe as, well, love. She was happy, overjoyed, even. The two of them were going to start a family and build a life, and it was going to be wonderful. When the nameless plague hit, she watched as her best friend, her partner in crime, her mate, flickered and then disappeared. In one heart-wrenching day, her walls were pulled up once again. Her laughter smothered, her smiles extinct, she wore a gull feather and poured herself into work. These days, she seems much like that quiet kit she once was, missing jokes and keeping replies curt and soft.
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Family:
Parents
Parent: Palmcrash (NPC)
Father: Russetbloom (NPC)
Siblings
Kelpspring (Brother || NPC)
Clearripple (Brother || NPC)
Clan Relations
Mentor: N/A
Apprentice: NA
Friends: Open.
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