Angelstar ~ CelestrialClan

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Name(s):

Angelstar

Gender:

Female

Age:

37 moons

Clan:

CelestrialClan

Rank:

Warrior

Short Description:

Angelstar is a small and slender white she-cat, with piercing, icy blue eyes.

//Whats on the outside//:
//Body//

Angelstar is a tiny she-cat, standing no higher then the average sized apprentice. Her size affects her dramatically in battle, but she can easily slide through another cats legs. She has a slender build, but she is still slightly muscular, with the little muscle she has rippling under her pelt. At the end tip of her body, Angelstar has a long, kinked tail that she was born with. Her tail can reach halfway to either one of her legs. The legs that hold up her small body are tiny like she is, making her seem even smaller. They are strong enough to carry her for a ways, but sometimes that isn't enough. Her paws are small and delicate, and her pink pads underneath go soft easily, Angelstar often scratches them.

//Pelt//

Angelstar has a very clean, white, glossy pelt that covers her body gently. The fur she has is usually very thick, keeping her warm through cold days and nights. In a crowd of many cats, her white pelt might stand out the most. She keeps her pelt very neat and clean, which brings an seemingly odd glow to it. Her short fur makes it easier for her to take care of her pelt. Angelstar doesn't have many scars, but the ones she does have will always be the slightest bit visible. The only scar this female has remembered getting was an ever so slightly curved one one her right flank.

//Eyes//

Angelstar has big, almond shaped eyes that make her seem sweet and gentle. But the color feels like a thousand claws tearing through you. An icy blue is what surrounds her black pupil. The color is that of a pond at night with a frosty ice sitting on top, making the pond a bright blue. There are many shades of blue in her eyes to make that color, each unique.

//Whats on the Inside//:

Most cats would say that this she-cat was crazy. The truth is, she's just lonely. Not many words have come out of her mouth since her last friend left her. Silvercreek's dissapearance made her not even talk to her mother and father, who eventually died from old age. Her heart is filled with regret and pain from that. Angeldust thinks she's a terrible cat for not saying goodbye to Rosetail or Stoneclaw.
Inside, though it seems like Angelstar doesn't, she really does care for her clan. She won't show it at all out of self-consciousness, and sometimes fear that she would disappoint her clanmates. Angelstar tries hard to believe firmly in her warriors ancestors, because that means she believes that Owlkit and Silvercreek will always stay with her. This somehow makes her want death, so she can be with her friends.
She remained an unopen cat until she met Jaypaw, a lively apprentice whom she had mentored. She loved the young cat as her own kit. When Jaypaw was a warrior, she socialized with the other cats more, proud of him. And when she was made deputy, she was amazed at how far she had come.

//Tell us a story//:

Angelstar was born and raised in CelestrialClan by her mother, Rosetail, and her father, Stoneclaw. She was the only kit in her litter, and the only kit that Rosetail and Stoneclaw ever had. Angelstar was always a very quiet kit, and she didn't like to leave the nursery, though sometimes her father and mother made it clear that they wanted her to play with the other kits, and would urge her outside. Angelkit only found an interest in one kit shy like herself, Cedarkit. As she grew older, almost an apprentice, it was Cedarkit she would play with when her parents urged her out of the Nursery. He was quieter then she, but they would always talk together.
Around their fifth moon, Angelkit and Cedarkit were getting closer and they were also excited to become apprentices, like every other kit who was their age. It was leaf-bare, though, and many cats were ill. Cedarkit became sick, too, and Angelkit was scared she would never get to see her friend again. It was the night before they were apprentices that Cedarkit died. Angelkit was devastated, and her apprentice ceremony was put off for a few sunrises so she could recover from her grief.
When Angelkit becamse Angelpaw, she was given a mentor of whom would not un understand why she was so quiet. Leafmask never pushed Angelpaw to do anything she didn't want, but somehow Angelpaw knew that her mentor wanted to make her go farther. At the beginning of her apprenticeship, Angelpaw was terrible with all of her training, which made Leafmask seem disappointed with the apprentice she got, but as Angelpaw went on she became better and better. She was also becoming social with an older apprentice, Silverpaw. Silverpaw wasn't much older, maybe two moons, but she seemed to be as playful as a kit. Silverpaw wasn't shy like Angelpaw, she was outgoing and friendly, but the two became close friends. Silverpaw and Angelpaw did most of their training together, and even though Silverpaw became war before Angelpaw, the two were still very close. It was Silverpaw, no Silvercreek, who gave Leafmask a strange hope for her apprentice.
On the final days of her apprenticeship, Angelpaw was on a hunting assessment. She had caught what she thought to be enough, and was heading back to where she hid all her food with a sparrow dangling from her jaws, when she scented something. She buried the sparrow, and went toward the scent. What she found was a dark shape, a cat's shape, heading toward her. It jumped on her, crushing her, and dug its claws into her flank, slashing as it jumped back off. She felt stings all over, but there was only one slash; A crescent on her right flank. When she got back, she didn't even tell Silvercreek, just set down the fresh-kill she had brought back, and went to lay down in the apprentices den.
Soon after, she was made a warrior, Angeldust. She and Silvercreek shared a nest in the warriors den, and one night Angeldust finally told Silvercreek what was bothering her. In the morning, Angeldust took Silvercreek back to the spot. She immediatly scented the dark cat, but it was no where. Silvercreek insisted on staying when Angeldust wanted to leave, so Angeldust went back to camp alone and went to sleep. In the morning, Silvercreek's nest had been untouched. Angeldust went looking for her, and couldn't find her scent anywhere. Only where she last saw her friend, and a bit of silver fur was on the ground. Angeldust barely talked to any cat after it was declared Silvercreek was probably dead.
When Angeldust was given her first apprentice, Jaypaw, she began to be more of a talkative cat. She always told him to be the best he could be, and she trained him as she had been trained. When Jaypaw became Jaywing, Angeldust became the clan deputy. The previous deputy had been killed, and she had proven that she wasn't as sy as she seemed. She was deputy for a good many moons, and then her leader had lost his last life. She became Angelstar, leader of CelestrialClan.

IC Example:

Light paws skimmed over the forest floor; not a sound being made. The only thing that could stand out was the white pelt of the she-cat who was moving, and maybe the blur of her icy blue eyes. She was quick, any fool could say that, but it looked as though she was running from something. Maybe she was running from her thoughts, herself. Maybe she was insane because she unexpectedly stopped, sat down, and had a look of fear in her eyes. Hear head whipped around so she could look behind herself, nothing. She looked to her right and left sides, nothing. She looked forward again, still nothing. She was sitting in a patch of ferns, the sunlight reflecting onto her pelt, making it shine a bright white. Her eyes seemed to calm down, but her kinked tail began to twitch. The white cat's paws moving slightly; she was kneading the ferns she was sitting in, trying to make a makeshift nest. There were a few other nests like this one just taillengths away, near the trees, but she made this one anyways. She stretched her forelegs, then she layed down, and looked to the sky.
"Silvercreek?" she mumbled to herself. Silvercreek. A she-cat that had gone missing. "Cedarkit?" Cedarkit was a dead kit. "Can you hear me? It's me, Angeldust." she continued on. Angeldust. She was the last cat to see Silvercreek, they were good friends. And she had been close with Cedarkit, too. "Can you still hear me? Are you still there?" A slight breeze brushed the the clearing. To any other cat, it would just be a wind, but to Angeldust it was a sign that her friends were there. "I don't think i could be close with another cat again..." she finished speaking, and lowered her head. A whine escaped from her throat, and she closed her blue eyes.

Picture:

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