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Description

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Name: Mistsong
Age: 26 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: FrostClan
Rank: Warrior
Mentor: none
Apprentice: none

Personality:
    Soft-spoken yet not afraid to speak her mind, Non-violent yet wont hesitate to attack if it is for her clan, Mistsong does everything she can to be highly though of as a warrior, pushing herself to the brink of exhaustion and not quite the favorite of the medicine cat because of this. She loves to spend time in the camp, mainly with apprentices and kits because she loves younger cats very much, even though she is a warrior, she will still go into the nursery and change the queen's bedding and watching the kits when the queens need some space. Her quiet personality comes in quite handy whilst on patrols and hunting missions because she is never heard by prey or by cats who think it smart to trespass on FrostClan's territory, leaving her able to sometimes drive them out by simply startling them because they didn't hear her. She loves to lay with other cats, finding it amusing how everyone new to speak to her and touch her, comment on her constant warmth despite always being surrounded by freezing winds and snow.
History:
    She was always overlooked in kithood and during her apprenticeship because she was never outspoken or rambunctious as most young cats are, instead she'd rather to spend time doing her duties or sunning rather than speak to cats if she had a choice, being very meek and shy until she became a warrior. After that she grew more sure in herself and came out of her shell, even starting conversations with Cragfrost, the cat most young warriors fear to approach because they are afraid that he'll snap at them.
She was the smallest out of a large litter of 5, yet only 3 made it and she was expected to suffer the same fate as her late siblings because of her warm body temprature always thought to be a constant fever, her mother often speaking of "when you pass and join your siblings" scaring her to where she didn't speak much, much preferring to explore the camp on her own or checking out things apprentices did, trying her best to help.
Her apprenticeship was filled with cats always thinking less of her because she was smaller and didn't talk. Thinking she was weak but were surprised to find that she was actually quite skilled as a warrior, fast and efficient, not wasting any time on dancing around. She knows her limits(though they are ignored 80% of the time) and is quick to learn others as well, leading her to become a warrior before her littermates even.
Her time as a warrior so far has been short, however eventful. She hopes to get an apprentice soon despite her young age and strives to even become deputy someday, but would never try and push past others if they were to excel. She loves all her clanmates dearly and loves to see them strive, even if she doesn't

Relationships
none yet

KEY
Family
Respect
Confused/uncertain
Acquaintance
Friend
Close friend
Crush
Love
Dislike/Hate

ROLE PLAY:
Example:
    Mistsong walked silently into the camp, listening to the simple sounds of early morining, the snow crunching under her paws, the distant sounds of birds down the mountain where trees grew. She took in a deep breath before clearing away some newly fallen snow with her paws, sitting down and closing her eyes, tilting her head up and smiled softly to herself. Hearing more paw-steps behind her, she turned her ears towards the sounds, looking towards them and opening her eyes once more. "Good morning.." she greeted softly.

Preferred Methods: Y/N
-notes?- Sure i guess, I don't check them often.
-comments?- Preferred
-skype?- yes note me if you want it
-chat?- If I'm there
-other?- sepends

Description

--: :--

Name: Mistsong
Age: 26 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: FrostClan
Rank: Warrior
Mentor: none
Apprentice: none

Personality:
    Soft-spoken yet not afraid to speak her mind, Non-violent yet wont hesitate to attack if it is for her clan, Mistsong does everything she can to be highly though of as a warrior, pushing herself to the brink of exhaustion and not quite the favorite of the medicine cat because of this. She loves to spend time in the camp, mainly with apprentices and kits because she loves younger cats very much, even though she is a warrior, she will still go into the nursery and change the queen's bedding and watching the kits when the queens need some space. Her quiet personality comes in quite handy whilst on patrols and hunting missions because she is never heard by prey or by cats who think it smart to trespass on FrostClan's territory, leaving her able to sometimes drive them out by simply startling them because they didn't hear her. She loves to lay with other cats, finding it amusing how everyone new to speak to her and touch her, comment on her constant warmth despite always being surrounded by freezing winds and snow.
History:
    She was always overlooked in kithood and during her apprenticeship because she was never outspoken or rambunctious as most young cats are, instead she'd rather to spend time doing her duties or sunning rather than speak to cats if she had a choice, being very meek and shy until she became a warrior. After that she grew more sure in herself and came out of her shell, even starting conversations with Cragfrost, the cat most young warriors fear to approach because they are afraid that he'll snap at them.
She was the smallest out of a large litter of 5, yet only 3 made it and she was expected to suffer the same fate as her late siblings because of her warm body temprature always thought to be a constant fever, her mother often speaking of "when you pass and join your siblings" scaring her to where she didn't speak much, much preferring to explore the camp on her own or checking out things apprentices did, trying her best to help.
Her apprenticeship was filled with cats always thinking less of her because she was smaller and didn't talk. Thinking she was weak but were surprised to find that she was actually quite skilled as a warrior, fast and efficient, not wasting any time on dancing around. She knows her limits(though they are ignored 80% of the time) and is quick to learn others as well, leading her to become a warrior before her littermates even.
Her time as a warrior so far has been short, however eventful. She hopes to get an apprentice soon despite her young age and strives to even become deputy someday, but would never try and push past others if they were to excel. She loves all her clanmates dearly and loves to see them strive, even if she doesn't

Relationships
none yet

KEY
Family
Respect
Confused/uncertain
Acquaintance
Friend
Close friend
Crush
Love
Dislike/Hate

ROLE PLAY:
Example:
    Mistsong walked silently into the camp, listening to the simple sounds of early morining, the snow crunching under her paws, the distant sounds of birds down the mountain where trees grew. She took in a deep breath before clearing away some newly fallen snow with her paws, sitting down and closing her eyes, tilting her head up and smiled softly to herself. Hearing more paw-steps behind her, she turned her ears towards the sounds, looking towards them and opening her eyes once more. "Good morning.." she greeted softly.

Preferred Methods: Y/N
-notes?- Sure i guess, I don't check them often.
-comments?- Preferred
-skype?- yes note me if you want it
-chat?- If I'm there
-other?- sepends