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Soaringpaw of EarthClan
« on: December 12, 2012, 09:07:16 pm »
Soaringpaw
She-cat of 6 moons
Warrior Apprentice in EarthClan on SME
Bisexual
Currently Mateless
Kitless



Theme Song: The Forgotten - Green Day http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FLFSb3kAhAE


    








Soaringkit was born on a New-leaf night as everyone slept. The only people up were her mother, father, and a medicine cat who knew that her mother was close to kitting. Everything seemed fine as her brother was born first, her mother was in pain, but not critical. He was born, Foxkit, since he had a black mask on his eyes. Soaringkit was born right after him, a surprise kit since she was only suppose to be carrying one kit. She was born healthy, but seemed to be a bit slow with milestones as they would discover later.

The milestones she was slow at were, opening her eyes... first steps, the big milestones that every cat needed to face to grow. As Foxkit opened his eyes, it took her three extra days to even open hers slightly. She tried to walk before her brother, but of course he was first at that also since every attempt she made she would fall or stumble on her first step. Her mother always looked out for her, always reassuring her she was like the rest of the kits, but everyone knew Soaringkit was slow.


Whenever she walked around as a new apprentice, she heard whispers and laughs while they looked at her, but she was oblivious. She walked straight up to her new mentor Sleekvine, being cheerful and sweet. The little she-cat always made sure to respect her, and she grew a bond with her despite both of them being fairly shy.

Surprisingly, she learned very fast at hunting and training, but still seemed to lack basic problem skills. She knew how too attack, but didn't understand why she had to hold back if someone attacked her. Her mind just wouldn't process what cats knew without training, like that you never yell over to a random rogue. That's how she is, overly sweet, which many rumors say is the way she will die. (TBE)


Extra imformation

Scent: She has the scent of pine and freshly trimmed grass in a way.
Alias: Known as Flighty by some
Mother: Treecall
Father: Quialstrike