Falconfire~New Thunderclan

[misty]

Name: Falconfire
Age: 17 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Deputy

Appearance: Falconfire has deep amber eyes. They tend to show her emotions and she likes it that way. Her fur is a pretty tortoiseshell, it has many shades of black and red. She is small when she comes to size but don't let that fool you, she is a good fighter.

Personality: Falconfire is a brave cat. She will walk right up to danger and confront it even if it means loosing her own life. She has good leadership qualities, that is one of the reasons she became deputy. She will put others lives before her own but when it comes to her own life she is reckless. She will not judge to much before she jumps to to something, that could end her life one day. Falconfire can hold a grudge, there are just some things that she will never forget.

History: Falconfire has a rather strange history. She was born to two loners, Mouse and Cad. She had two siblings but she did not play with them much, little Falcon always seemed to be off doing her own thing. Well that is until she was two moons old, then the hawk came. Falcon was exploring in a clearing when a large hawk came and swooped her up. It was planning to take her back to its nest when something frightened it and it dropped Falcon in a lake. A warrior fished her out of the lake and found that she was still alive. Falcon ended up joining Thunderclan and became Falconkit, then Falconpaw, and six moons later Falconfire. A little while after that she was taken to the bio dome where she became the clan deputy, for she might be small but she showed promise.

RP Sample: She was running, running, running. The wind in her fur and the sound of her blood roaring in her ears, nothing could go wrong. She had a good family with many siblings and loving parents. She was now a warrior along with her siblings, in fact she was one of the best in her clan. Her mother was a great warrior who was well respected in the clan. Her father was the deputy and would be leader one day. But none of them where her. She was different, better. She was Swallowflight, a brave and strong warrior of the best clan of all, Windclan. The whole clan respected her, kits looked up at her and wanted to be her, and her story would be told forever. Thats how it was and always would be, nothing would change it.


Swallow heard a loud bashing sound by what seemed like an angry yell. Not just any yell, and angry twoleg yell. The grey tabbys eyes flew open at this and she lifted her head in shock. Many feelings hit her at that moment, the first was disappointment. It had just been a dream, nothing but a dream. She would have been an apprentice by now but no, she was not. In fact she was not even in Windclan! Instead she was in her fluffy pink bed that the twolegs got for her after they captured her.

The second was curiosity, what where they doing? What could they honestly be doing that would cause this much noise and trouble? In the time that Swallow had spent with the twolegs she had learned that they did not do something for no reason. But then the answer presented its self and Swallow felt pure horror. The twolegs had taken out a cat carrier, the same cat carrier they had used to capture her. It was a pale tan plastic with metal bard at the top for putting a cat in and taking it out. They where taking her to the cutter. She had not yet been to the cutter but when the other cat that lived there named Spots went there he was different when he came back, and not in a good way. I have to get away!

Swallow quickly sprang out of her pink cotton bed when the twolegs where not looking and ran for the back door where she id under a golden-brown wood chair. And not a moment to soon because she soon heard the twolegs calling her, looking for her. She his under that chair for a good half an hour before the male twoleg called something to the other twoleg and walked to the back door. Swallow bunched up her muscles and got ready to run as the twoleg reached to open the sliding glass door.

As soon as it was open Swallow took off, running as fast as her legs could take her. The twoleg yelled something and she heard it running after her but that only made her run faster, she needed to be free again. Long after she lost the twoleg she was still running, heading to the forest. When she knew that she could run no longer she slowed to a walk, still headed to the forest. Hours later when she finally reached it she stopped to rest and hunt. She caught a scrawny mouse witch she ate in moments and slept for two hours before she continued walking. When she got up she went hunting again and caught a scrawny squirrel that she also ate in mere moments.

After that she continued on her way, heading to Windclan territory. After hours more of walking she felt like giving up, like there was no hope. But then she smelt something, the faint sent of Windclan. A huge grin spread across her face and she picked up her pace until she was running. As she passed the boarder she felt thrilled, the lost daughter of Runningclaw and Cinderfoot was home again. She continued running until she reached the camp, at that moment she came to a halt. Chances where whoever was standing guard would not recognize the pretty cinder-grey tabby, she was a kit last time she was in Windclan after all. But her pelt showed who her parents where, she had her mothers colors and her fathers stripes, plus she had an over all Windclan build.

Swallow sighed and took in a deep breath, drawing in the scents around her. She smelt over-all Windclan but also something else a cat nearby. Someone standing guard. She frowned and called in her sweet and honest voice, "I know you're there. But its okay, I'm Swallow, also known as Swallowkit before twolegs captured me. But I got away and want to come home. You see I am and Windclan cat, Cinderfoot and the deputy, Runningclaw, are my parents." Please believe me.

Other: nope

[Neruka.]

A C C E P T E D