Owlwish of Hillclan

I SAID I WANNA TOUCH THE EARTH, I WANNA BREAK IT IN MY HANDS

I WANNA GROW SOMETHING WILD AND UNRULY, OH IT SOUNDS SO GOOD TO ME

COWBOY TAKE ME AWAY, FLY THIS GIRL AS HIGH AS YOU CAN INTO THE WILD BLUE

they say when you strip a cat of it's pelt, it feels naked for the first time in it's life. so let's do that to our dear here, let's take away the fur and look beneath it at the body that keeps her standing tall.  at first glance of the naked cat you will find that she holds a far amount of bulk for a cat designed for fighting and climbing - not running. where lean muscles should be, there are thicker muscles built for plowing down cats with brut force instead of running fast miles. where harder battle muscles should rest; come lax, lazy muscles and a slightly amount of pudginess that comes from her lazy days around camp. but as we pan up to her face we find that there is something else about her. she has these large eyes, kinda perfectly set in her face, where it matches well enough with her tiny nose and her slightly larger then average ears. to her, she is a average looking cat, but to others there is a natural beauty about her face that is noted but quickly put aside. all cats have a natural beauty in the eye of the beholder. but as they share at the portions of her body they note her long tail and her small paws as well as her posture; a laid back stature. but from there they force on her eyes; the window to her very soul, and notice that they are a deep honey brown color, warm and inviting even in the coldest of days. but as he pelt begins to fall back into place we notice the faded colors of black and brown and white. where all colors swirl and fade into one another in a natural arrangement. where each of her paws have some sort of white portion on them; and even then the white seems to be a dull coloration. where as her appearance may seem dull, it is her personality that truly brings life.

♣ loyal, kind, sincere, lazy

when they speak about what lies beneath the coat they speak of so many things; from personality to their soul any cat has their own way of displaying it. for our young heroin we will discover that her way is that she wears herself on her pelt; much like a cloak that covers her, we find her personality something she is willing to show the world with no fear of backlash. her loyalty to herself, her ways, and her clan are almost inflexible in comparison to those cats she heard her mother speak of; those star cross lovers that owl herself dreamed of one day meeting. but where has her loyalty seems near unwavering there are times where it has wavered, and in those times it had be dire to her survival. for when she was a kit she wished to be a dreamer, listening to her mother's tales and stories and yet when she was told to fight, she refused and while it got her a lashing; her father had per swayed her with promises of warriors and heroes and that her name would one day be lit up into the night sky. it was in her heart that she switched her loyalty from mother to father and it is her heart that wavers every time her eyes lit up with something different. sincere is a word that dances around her constantly, with it's way one can literally read the young she-cat like an open book; for each thing she says comes with full emotion ridden behind it. while not normally a negative trait, this can prove to be disastrous as she will out front show pity and hatred when she truly doesn't want to. but they will find that the most amazing trait to cross her voice will be kindness, and not that usual polite kind, but genuine kindness that can warm a kit and sooth an elder if it so wished to. but for young owl she displays it in the tiny ways; by giving her share of prey to the weak and stronger and by how she agrees to watch kits when she rather be on patrol. but we can always chalk it up to her being lazy which is a trait many see as she likes to sprawl around camp or the territory and do about her business later.

♣ adventurous, fearless, confident, sneaky

but then they see something else below her top three outlooks, something that is rather outrageous all it's own, something wild and untameable about her. she is an adventurer a cat who will go looking for a mission or exploration, since the day she first became owlwish and until now it is almost certain that she had explored every rabbit hole within ten feet of the camp itself. she has even been known to rope in the older kits to come and tag along, making up small quests having triple checking that dens are safe enough to play in. and when cats turn to her after these and ask her where she got this nature; she simply shrugs and suggests they go on an adventure together. fearless is probably the only way to describe her when it comes to situations, and probably a reason why she'll die an early death if she is not careful. others will wonder why she is so careless but it is in truth the only thing she's ever known; she faces each day with no fear in her heart, because fear holds her back and she hates to be held back by herself. and  while that is a wonderful thing and a awful thing all rolled into one it just displays her confident nature. she has such a nature where she will proudly proclaim anything she does with an air of confidence that one may be mistaken - but don't let that unnerve you, because her confidence is literally over-confidence and will likely be linked with her fearless nature and get herself killed. but then you find that somewhere deep down she is a very sneaky cat who will hide things if she must. known to keep secrets on an occasion, you'll have to prove it's worth sneaking around for her to join. but more often then not her sneaking reveres to her ability to sneak in and out of camp almost unseen.

♣ curious, optimistic, obedient, reliable

countless times one will wake up to find owlwish's face in their personal space, and have been known to snap at her for her simple curiosity. it doesn't do well that her curiosity is usually tied with her fearless, overconfident nature and comes from her adventures. throwing all this together is sometimes a spell for disaster. but it's her way of life and many find it sort of enduring how she'll keep pushing through as if the world hasn't burned her. think of it as a optimistic approach to live - where she'll find the good in everything she can; and even if she can't she'll still sugar coat her words to help with the bad news. but she always seems to wake up the following day with a smile on her face and not a worry in the world and while sometimes this can be both a terrible thing and a great thing, her optimistic gets her in trouble more often then not. but she's an obedient little cat; to an extend, and no one knows this better then her own family. from the little she-cat that wouldn't to the she-cat who could almost, young owlwish will follow her leader's word to a drop; as long as it doesn't completely boss her around. and while it's not much to go on, it's a great improvement that has been taught to her since a young age, and any cat who applies much authority in their voice will find the young she-cat watching and listening to their every word. reliable is another term used on her, when others look at her they see a lazy cat of course, but they also see a cat who you can put her trust in to get the job done - even if it's last minute. but don't expect perfect and well-mannered meows, because this little she-cat has got a boorish attitude and will likely forget her please and thank yous constantly.

♣ p r e h i s t o r y

they say that when they met it was something of magic; or so she thought so - she didn't know what everyone else thought. to her, when her mother fawn would sit her down to talk about the past; it was mostly of love stories and tragedies; her favourite being the ferret and the fawn. she always pictured it as her mother and father; though little did she know that it was infact her great grandparents on both sides - a fawntail (a pale calico she-cat like herself, coming from her mother's side) and a ferretsong (a handsome brown tom like her brother, who was related to her father.) the two had been lovers but lost each other in the great war and that their souls vowed to find each other or they would roam the forest forever calling each other's names. fawn spoke so much of it that little owl began to believe that her parents were the ghosts of her ancestors; but in truth fawn and ferret had stumbled across each other one day - twelve moons back when they decided that they would be suited enough to be mates together. fawn was nearing thirty-five moons and ferret was well into his forties by then that the two were quite content with the other. but to owl she discarded the truth and believed only what her mind would tell her. when fawn became pregnant, she didn't intend to have only three kittens; she had prayed to the heavens for a litter of five; five kits that would be strong and healthy and able to continue on their line - and yet she had been given two she-cats and a tom. she named the first kit - a pale calico; owl. her second kit was the young tom; stickler in which ferret had named and lastly was the runt of the litter; nameless.

♣ l o n e r

owl was a crazy little kit; always running around going on little adventures; seeing as her parents kept the dream of clan life in their nursery tales. when her mother fawn would mention that the old leaders had suffixes; ("i am certain that the leaders had the suffix moon.") owl would demand her brother and sister play with her. "i'll be owlmoon, of owlclan!"she would meow happily and of course the young cat would try to encourage her siblings to do as she said; all the while laying on the rock outside their den, paws stretched to the sky. it was then that her parents discovered the young she-cat laziness and inability to actually do something thoroughly. of course; as a young age, ferret would yowl at her to get up and stop being lazy or she would never become a leader of a clan. needless to say the young she-cat smarted up; kept her chin held high as her parents, brother and sister moved out of their nursery den and into the wild that was known as the wilderness - six moons each, the three siblings would be wide eyed; but none more then young owl who ran on ahead loudly proclaiming; "what's that? what's this? ooh can i eat it?" but life was simple for the small family; until stickler got sick; after training in the art of fighting along side owl; stickler and owl went off to find something to eat - only to discover berries that owl dared him to eat. little did she know these berries would slowly stuck down his system and as stickler slowly perished he had only encouraged his sisters to do what he couldn't; be a clan cat, i hear that there are bands forming to become clans! owl jumped on the bandwagon for this quest a moon after her brother died; at only 17 moons. it was here that she traveled; with her sister and parents in the direction of where her brother had mentioned and she came across a newly formed clan known as Hillclan. "we are the descendants of windclan - we wish to join your ranks." but it was not so simple; under the new leader, he made them do three trails; trails he deemed worth while.

♣ t r i a l s

speed. owl was different from her family in this aspect; where has her mother had the windclan build; it was from her father that she had earned a more smaller build. she was paired against the fastest cat of the clan at the time - rabbitwind - and as she panted and wheezed in her attempts to keep up with the tom; she fell behind two tail lengths, and was unable to full complete the training aspect. she passed with what humans would call; a need to improve. "you have great promise, owl - but you will need to pass hunting and fighting to be welcomed into the clan." with that she strived harder; she would run that day for nearly two hours before she tired and went to sleep. for the next morning would be hunting; and she knew she had to at least win that one. hunting was a trail she knew would not work in her favour - but by some dumb luck she captured three rabbits and two mice; and had been just about to pounce on her fourth rabbit when snowfire had appeared. it was by his mistake that she had lost her only chance to completely pass the test and he gave her one mark; a pass. but not all is of hunting and speed and when it came to fighting owl was determined to hold her own. she was up against geckocall; snowfire's brother, and as the two battled - paws moving through the air owl refused to yield; not even when she was pinned to the ground and a paw on her throat. it was then that she was welcomed into the clan; "i name you owlwish, come forth to join hillclan." while not entirely sure how her family faired; she saw them the following days with new names and proud faces. they had found their home.

♣ fawn-nose, dear mom and dad please send money. | mother - adoptable

♣ nameless, well i don't need much, just enough to get me through | sister - danni

♣ stickler, please don't worry cause i'm alright | brother - deceased

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