NAME~ Fallencloud
GENDER~ She-Cat
AGE~ 19moons
PELT~ Beautiful, jet-black pelt. part of her snout and muzzle are white. and a white ring around her neck. She is very small and long limbed, she isn't the slenderest of cats but she is not the fatest either.
EYES~ Electric blue.
PIC~
http://www.phred.org/~josh/photo/CandyCane.jpgPERSONALITY~ Fallencloud, is very bright and entergetic. She loves to play with the kits, and loves collecting the herbs for the clan. She is very strongminded, and thinks before she acts. She would do anything for her clan. She hates it when the warriors act big and tough but when they get a thorn they come mewling to her. She thinks that the elders need to get a life, and let go of the past,(
but thats just her)HISTORY~
KITHOOD As a young kit, Fallencloud didn't really play with the other kits, she was different. She spent all of her time with the medicine cat then, his name was Featherstorm. Before Fallencloud was apprenticed, a StormClan raiding party attacked the camp, one of their warriors left Fallencloud crippled in her back leg . Featherwhisker took her on as his apprentice at the age of 10 moons.
APPRENTICESHIP When Fallencloud became an apprentice at the age of 10 moons, her only litter-mate Nightpaw had became Nightwing. It didn't really bother her untill Nightwing started to gloat, and tell the other warriors that Fallencloud was just faking her leg injury tobe medicine cat, Fallencloud still loved her sister. About 2 moons later, Nightwing was died from a greencough epidimic. Featherstorm became old like all cats do, before he retired he named Fallenpaw, Fallencloud and she became full medicine cat of FloodClan, he died from rescuing his den-mate from a fox attack.
BEING THE MEDICINE CAT T/A
ROLE PLAYING EXAMPLE~
I looked out through my camp, all seemed peaceful despite the long dry day it had been.
These are the times I love, peace qiuet, no sick or injured cats to care for, I thought qiuetly to myself. I found myself looking to the sky, there were no clouds anywhere, I sighed. Suddenly I hear a call from the camp entrance, the patrol had returned, but something was wrong, the smell of blood filled my nose.
A big, brown tom ran up to me, "Fallencloud! We were attacked by a StormClan patrol, Windpaw is seriously wounded!". I qiuckly took charge, "All of you that are badly injured go to my den now, the rest of you wait here".
I walked up to Windpaw, he was covered in blood, four deep gashes lay across his side. I ran to my den, four cats lay in there all of them bleeding horribly. I came to the cobwebs, I took all of them, I wrapped them across my front paw, it was hard for me to walk because of my back leg, another thing that StormClan had done to a kit. I also grabbed marigold and burdock root for the wounds, I ran back to Windpaw, he was barely breathing. Holding the cobwebs against his injuries, I yelled at a nearby warrior, it was a she-cat named Hollyfern. "Hollyfern, please take some cobwebs and help the cats in my den, I can't leave Windpaw", Hollyfern took off with the cobwebs. I chewed up the burdock root really qiuckly, still holding the cobwebs to his gashes he spoke to me, "Fa...Fa...Fallencloud... Am I... Ga... Going to die?" he asked in nothing more than a whisper, then his breath died away from, he became cold.
"Windpaw! Windpaw no! Don't die! Come on your going tobe okay. Oh! StarClan no!" I screamed, I licked his wounds thinking it would bring him back, actually I don't know what I was thinking. He was dead, he was so young, only StarClan can help him now.