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last edit: may 30th 2014.

[Bio]
Name: Ferretwhisker
Nickname: Ferret, Ferrety, rat
Age: 34 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Warrior
Former mentor: Sixclaw
apprentice: Hauntedpaw
Book description: Scrawny silver tabby she cat with black paws.
theme song: youtu.be/xSfRHkFcpoE

[Physical information]
Breed: Oriental shorthair X DSH
eyes: pale grey-green.
pelt: Her pelt is soft to the touch, sleek, short, but hardly warm enough to keep her warm during leaf-bare. It happens to be waterproof, but this is of no use to her, as she stays as far away to water as she can. She is a classic silver tabby with black ears and legs.
smell: Ferret sometimes smells like juniper and catmint, because she likes to roll in these plants. Otherwise, she smells like a regular cat.
Body: One of the smallest cats in the clans. She weighs roughly 3 kg (6.6 lb). She has a lithe body equipped with sturdy hind legs that allow her to run long distances and jump rather high. Her tail is slim and pointy, almost like a rat's. Her large ears are similar to a bat's. She has small paws and looks or feels a bit skinny or bony.
Other: Her tongue, nose and inner ears are pale grayish purple. Her teeth are not white, they are pale yellow/ivory. She has black pawpads and whitish claws. She also has a slanted muzzle with damaged and kinked whiskers. Her left ear seems to have been chewed off, perhaps during a battle.

[Stats]
attack: 20% Her battle moves and techniques are very limited.
speed: 95% She can't really fight, but she sure can run! She's a coward, that's for sure.
endurance: 70% she can take a few hits.
strength: 15% Maybe only when the adrenaline kicks in.
medicinal knowledge: 20% she likes to observe Batshade tending to cats or sorting herbs.
leadership: 5% Don't count on it. She needs to be told what to do.
intelligence: 75% She isn't dumb, but don't ask her to solve any major problems. Ferretwhisker can be clever with little things.
tactics: 15% I hope for your sake that you never have to depend on her for that. She has good instinctive hunting techniques, but very poor fighting and fishing tactics.
health: 85% anxiety disorder probably.

[Personality]
{|simple|curious|confused|anxious|polite|sweet|scaredy cat|naive}

Likes: Nighttime, hunting, soft grass, catmint, fireflies, catching butterflies, warm water, shiny things, being with her littermate, being safe, leaf-fall, trees, flowers, dead leaves, plants, birds, mice, hideouts, climbing, surprises, rain, being clean, well mannered cats, shadowclan.
Dislikes: Loud noises, dust, sand, being dirty, the cold, bugs, cobwebs, being somewhere she doesn't know, rudeness, being touched by someone she doesn't know.
Fears: Rabbits, water, strangers, twolegs, bigger animals, cars, being in the open, thunder, getting lost, falling from a tree, twoleg metal birds, other clans.
Favorite food: bats are a rare treat, lizards, rats, mice, pigeons, frogs... anything will do, she isn't picky!

Orientation: straight.
Preferences: protective. dominant personalities. Age is not a problem. As long as it is a warrior.
Currently: Pitchfur and Ferretwhisker are a couple.

about her: She happens to be a bad swimmer, a fast runner and a bad fighter. She becomes terrified when cornered. Ferretwhisker is one of the best hunters in the clan and it is one of the few things she purely enjoys. Kits make her uncomfortable, like most things. She doesn't know how to act around them. She's nervous around other cats, because she's quite small and much less able to defend herself than most. It takes her awhile to get comfortable and to trust new faces. She is curious and loves to check things out, but she often gets her brother to tag along, just in case. Sudden movements and loud noises make her flinch and hide, sometimes. Her tail is almost always tight against her body, as she fears something will bite it when she's not looking. She dislikes crowds, like at gatherings, and will mostly avoid them. she prefers being around clanmates, family or little groups. She will never stand up to authority. She is naive, and will believe most of what she is told. It is easy to persuade her. Ferret is an overly happy cat, never complaining and proud to be a part of shadowclan. It is quite a challenge to get her to be angry.

a few words from Ferretwhisker: "Hi. My name is Ferretwhisker, but most cats call me 'rat'. No, no! Don't worry. It's alright if you call me rat too. It grew on me. You want me to tell you about me? How silly! But, okay. You are curious, just like me? Well, I think we could get to be great friends then. Hmm... Well, at first, i admit that i am a very anxious cat. A lot of things scare me. Perhaps it is because i am so tiny. I have to raise my muzzle to talk to other cats. My dreams? My dreams are to be happy and to meet new cats so that i can make them happy too. I don't want to be a leader nor a deputy. I am no good for that. Shadowclan? Please stop crinkling your nose, It's my home, and I love it! You want to know more? oh.. um, Well, I love hunting more than anything else! We should hunt together sometime. We have rats, frogs and lizards. I am thankful for whatever starclan allows us to catch. You don't believe in starclan? Are you unsure? Well, I am unsure too. Sometimes I wonder why starclan is so blind to us when we really need it. Maybe there is no such thing as starclan. I don't know. I'm sorry, I'm not used to talking to strangers. It was really kind of you to listen. I need to go back home now, it's getting dark."

[History]
Kithood: Ferretkit was born to a kittypet mother. She was never meant to be an outdoor cat, with such a frail body. Smokefoot, her father, had met the purebred kittypet during a patrol. Their meeting was brief, as he understood that he was being disloyal to his clan by staying with her. He later found a proper mate named shrewfoot. A few months later, the kittypet showed up at the shadowclan border and left him in charge of their only kit, only 3 days old. Her twoleg would have dropped it off at a shelter, since it was not purebred. The kittypet had been able to hide her pregnancy due to the fact that she only carried a single scrawny kitten. Unprepared, he had no clue what to do with the tiny kit or what to say. He simply took it back to camp and sneaked into the nursery. Thankfully, Shewfoot adopted it as her own, not needing further convincing as the kit was mewling for warmth. The clan apparently believed that Shrewfoot was her true mother, since the queen had similar paw markings. She gave birth to a kit of her own a moon later. The little Mintkit had grown much faster and bigger than ferretkit, but turned out to be a perfect playmate and friend. Ferretkit remembers nothing of her birthplace or biological mother. The others were confused by her slightly unusual looks "It looks like a mix of windclan and rat!" had teased a warrior when seeing her stumble out of the nursery. It never bothered her, since she had grown up that way. She would just smile shyly and pad off. Her short fur allowed her to dry faster after it rained, her big ears to hear better while hunting, her small size to hide in tighter spaces, after all. She usually kept to herself, as a kit, and preferred the company of her brother, Mintcloud.

Apprenticeship: When she became an apprentice, she would spend her time training to hunt for her clan and grew to be one of the best hunters. Although she tried to be as brave as she could, she was never the winner of play fights or during training. She would rather flee than fight, which is unusual for a shadowclan cat. Some other apprentices nicknamed her Rat, and it grew on her. Her adoptive mother didn't really teach her the basics, like climbing and swimming. She taught herself how to climb, the hard way. She had learned to climb trees to get to squirrels and to get away from danger, but never learned to get back down. Ferret rarely saw her father, he had many important duties, as a senior shadowclan warrior. Thankfully, in the end, her high success rate while hunting paid off and she had the joy of becoming a loyal warrior of shadowclan.

Warriorship: Ever since her encounter with her first rabbit, she has been terrified of the unpredictable creatures and would only approach them when dead. Due to her lack of fighting skills, she is rarely picked to go on border patrols. However, when she is cornered or threatened, she will fight out of instinct. She also avoids gatherings, as there are too many unknown faces. This is why she barely sees other clan cats. She spends most of her time hunting, exploring the territory, hanging around in the camp with her clanmates and sunbathing. She secretly loves to make new friends and enjoys getting to know her clanmates better. Terrified of the consequences, Ferretwhisker would never wish to disobey to Fogstar nor Pallidprancer. Barely out of apprenticeship, she has much to learn and knows her place very well. Being young, Ferret is still very naive. For this reason, it is easy to manipulate her into doing pretty much anything. She has never given much thought to the possibility of having kits, to this day.

[Family]
Mate: Pitchfur
Kits: marmotkit, jetkit and weaselkit.
Father: Smokefoot
Mother (adoptive): Shrewfoot
Mother: Luna (Kittypet)
Littermates: Mintcloud : (Half Brother)
Other kin: unknown
For relationships, see heart chart.

[contact info]
Time Zone: Eastern Daylight Time (EST/UTC -5h)
shoot me a note (preferred)

[Rp Sample]
As she arrived in this unknown part of the territory, she found herself almost crawling, with her ears drawn back and her tail tight against her hind leg. She was beginning to wonder if it was a good idea to come here after all. But the clan desperately needed prey, and she forced herself forward. She regretted not getting Mintcloud to join her on this lone patrol, but enjoyed the silence of the night. Ferretwhisker padded to a juniper bush and hid between it's leaves. She was startled by an owl's cry and pressed her body against the ground, shutting her eyes tight. After a few moments, which seemed like moons to her, she padded out of her hiding place and sat, watching the stars, trying to make out a faint trace of starclan watching over the living cats. She stayed like this, staring at the firefly-looking things for a moment and opened her jaws at the smell of a nocturnal dormouse scuffing among some dead leaves for insects or seeds. She crept silently towards it, freezing when the rodent pricked it's ears. It looked around, not spotting any danger nor smelling some since Ferretwhisker was downwind of it and pressed on it's activities. The tabby's eyes were slits as they locked onto her target. In a split second, she leaped on it and bit down on it's warm throat, following her shadowclan instincts. She padded back to camp, hurrying in a jolt at the sound or bushes rustling and picking back her pace, a body dangling from her clenched jaws, as the night fell silent again. more: meeshapom.deviantart.com/galle…

[self reminder: started at 14moons, add +2 moons/month]

(c) meeshapom

Description

last edit: may 30th 2014.

[Bio]
Name: Ferretwhisker
Nickname: Ferret, Ferrety, rat
Age: 34 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Warrior
Former mentor: Sixclaw
apprentice: Hauntedpaw
Book description: Scrawny silver tabby she cat with black paws.
theme song: youtu.be/xSfRHkFcpoE

[Physical information]
Breed: Oriental shorthair X DSH
eyes: pale grey-green.
pelt: Her pelt is soft to the touch, sleek, short, but hardly warm enough to keep her warm during leaf-bare. It happens to be waterproof, but this is of no use to her, as she stays as far away to water as she can. She is a classic silver tabby with black ears and legs.
smell: Ferret sometimes smells like juniper and catmint, because she likes to roll in these plants. Otherwise, she smells like a regular cat.
Body: One of the smallest cats in the clans. She weighs roughly 3 kg (6.6 lb). She has a lithe body equipped with sturdy hind legs that allow her to run long distances and jump rather high. Her tail is slim and pointy, almost like a rat's. Her large ears are similar to a bat's. She has small paws and looks or feels a bit skinny or bony.
Other: Her tongue, nose and inner ears are pale grayish purple. Her teeth are not white, they are pale yellow/ivory. She has black pawpads and whitish claws. She also has a slanted muzzle with damaged and kinked whiskers. Her left ear seems to have been chewed off, perhaps during a battle.

[Stats]
attack: 20% Her battle moves and techniques are very limited.
speed: 95% She can't really fight, but she sure can run! She's a coward, that's for sure.
endurance: 70% she can take a few hits.
strength: 15% Maybe only when the adrenaline kicks in.
medicinal knowledge: 20% she likes to observe Batshade tending to cats or sorting herbs.
leadership: 5% Don't count on it. She needs to be told what to do.
intelligence: 75% She isn't dumb, but don't ask her to solve any major problems. Ferretwhisker can be clever with little things.
tactics: 15% I hope for your sake that you never have to depend on her for that. She has good instinctive hunting techniques, but very poor fighting and fishing tactics.
health: 85% anxiety disorder probably.

[Personality]
{|simple|curious|confused|anxious|polite|sweet|scaredy cat|naive}

Likes: Nighttime, hunting, soft grass, catmint, fireflies, catching butterflies, warm water, shiny things, being with her littermate, being safe, leaf-fall, trees, flowers, dead leaves, plants, birds, mice, hideouts, climbing, surprises, rain, being clean, well mannered cats, shadowclan.
Dislikes: Loud noises, dust, sand, being dirty, the cold, bugs, cobwebs, being somewhere she doesn't know, rudeness, being touched by someone she doesn't know.
Fears: Rabbits, water, strangers, twolegs, bigger animals, cars, being in the open, thunder, getting lost, falling from a tree, twoleg metal birds, other clans.
Favorite food: bats are a rare treat, lizards, rats, mice, pigeons, frogs... anything will do, she isn't picky!

Orientation: straight.
Preferences: protective. dominant personalities. Age is not a problem. As long as it is a warrior.
Currently: Pitchfur and Ferretwhisker are a couple.

about her: She happens to be a bad swimmer, a fast runner and a bad fighter. She becomes terrified when cornered. Ferretwhisker is one of the best hunters in the clan and it is one of the few things she purely enjoys. Kits make her uncomfortable, like most things. She doesn't know how to act around them. She's nervous around other cats, because she's quite small and much less able to defend herself than most. It takes her awhile to get comfortable and to trust new faces. She is curious and loves to check things out, but she often gets her brother to tag along, just in case. Sudden movements and loud noises make her flinch and hide, sometimes. Her tail is almost always tight against her body, as she fears something will bite it when she's not looking. She dislikes crowds, like at gatherings, and will mostly avoid them. she prefers being around clanmates, family or little groups. She will never stand up to authority. She is naive, and will believe most of what she is told. It is easy to persuade her. Ferret is an overly happy cat, never complaining and proud to be a part of shadowclan. It is quite a challenge to get her to be angry.

a few words from Ferretwhisker: "Hi. My name is Ferretwhisker, but most cats call me 'rat'. No, no! Don't worry. It's alright if you call me rat too. It grew on me. You want me to tell you about me? How silly! But, okay. You are curious, just like me? Well, I think we could get to be great friends then. Hmm... Well, at first, i admit that i am a very anxious cat. A lot of things scare me. Perhaps it is because i am so tiny. I have to raise my muzzle to talk to other cats. My dreams? My dreams are to be happy and to meet new cats so that i can make them happy too. I don't want to be a leader nor a deputy. I am no good for that. Shadowclan? Please stop crinkling your nose, It's my home, and I love it! You want to know more? oh.. um, Well, I love hunting more than anything else! We should hunt together sometime. We have rats, frogs and lizards. I am thankful for whatever starclan allows us to catch. You don't believe in starclan? Are you unsure? Well, I am unsure too. Sometimes I wonder why starclan is so blind to us when we really need it. Maybe there is no such thing as starclan. I don't know. I'm sorry, I'm not used to talking to strangers. It was really kind of you to listen. I need to go back home now, it's getting dark."

[History]
Kithood: Ferretkit was born to a kittypet mother. She was never meant to be an outdoor cat, with such a frail body. Smokefoot, her father, had met the purebred kittypet during a patrol. Their meeting was brief, as he understood that he was being disloyal to his clan by staying with her. He later found a proper mate named shrewfoot. A few months later, the kittypet showed up at the shadowclan border and left him in charge of their only kit, only 3 days old. Her twoleg would have dropped it off at a shelter, since it was not purebred. The kittypet had been able to hide her pregnancy due to the fact that she only carried a single scrawny kitten. Unprepared, he had no clue what to do with the tiny kit or what to say. He simply took it back to camp and sneaked into the nursery. Thankfully, Shewfoot adopted it as her own, not needing further convincing as the kit was mewling for warmth. The clan apparently believed that Shrewfoot was her true mother, since the queen had similar paw markings. She gave birth to a kit of her own a moon later. The little Mintkit had grown much faster and bigger than ferretkit, but turned out to be a perfect playmate and friend. Ferretkit remembers nothing of her birthplace or biological mother. The others were confused by her slightly unusual looks "It looks like a mix of windclan and rat!" had teased a warrior when seeing her stumble out of the nursery. It never bothered her, since she had grown up that way. She would just smile shyly and pad off. Her short fur allowed her to dry faster after it rained, her big ears to hear better while hunting, her small size to hide in tighter spaces, after all. She usually kept to herself, as a kit, and preferred the company of her brother, Mintcloud.

Apprenticeship: When she became an apprentice, she would spend her time training to hunt for her clan and grew to be one of the best hunters. Although she tried to be as brave as she could, she was never the winner of play fights or during training. She would rather flee than fight, which is unusual for a shadowclan cat. Some other apprentices nicknamed her Rat, and it grew on her. Her adoptive mother didn't really teach her the basics, like climbing and swimming. She taught herself how to climb, the hard way. She had learned to climb trees to get to squirrels and to get away from danger, but never learned to get back down. Ferret rarely saw her father, he had many important duties, as a senior shadowclan warrior. Thankfully, in the end, her high success rate while hunting paid off and she had the joy of becoming a loyal warrior of shadowclan.

Warriorship: Ever since her encounter with her first rabbit, she has been terrified of the unpredictable creatures and would only approach them when dead. Due to her lack of fighting skills, she is rarely picked to go on border patrols. However, when she is cornered or threatened, she will fight out of instinct. She also avoids gatherings, as there are too many unknown faces. This is why she barely sees other clan cats. She spends most of her time hunting, exploring the territory, hanging around in the camp with her clanmates and sunbathing. She secretly loves to make new friends and enjoys getting to know her clanmates better. Terrified of the consequences, Ferretwhisker would never wish to disobey to Fogstar nor Pallidprancer. Barely out of apprenticeship, she has much to learn and knows her place very well. Being young, Ferret is still very naive. For this reason, it is easy to manipulate her into doing pretty much anything. She has never given much thought to the possibility of having kits, to this day.

[Family]
Mate: Pitchfur
Kits: marmotkit, jetkit and weaselkit.
Father: Smokefoot
Mother (adoptive): Shrewfoot
Mother: Luna (Kittypet)
Littermates: Mintcloud : (Half Brother)
Other kin: unknown
For relationships, see heart chart.

[contact info]
Time Zone: Eastern Daylight Time (EST/UTC -5h)
shoot me a note (preferred)

[Rp Sample]
As she arrived in this unknown part of the territory, she found herself almost crawling, with her ears drawn back and her tail tight against her hind leg. She was beginning to wonder if it was a good idea to come here after all. But the clan desperately needed prey, and she forced herself forward. She regretted not getting Mintcloud to join her on this lone patrol, but enjoyed the silence of the night. Ferretwhisker padded to a juniper bush and hid between it's leaves. She was startled by an owl's cry and pressed her body against the ground, shutting her eyes tight. After a few moments, which seemed like moons to her, she padded out of her hiding place and sat, watching the stars, trying to make out a faint trace of starclan watching over the living cats. She stayed like this, staring at the firefly-looking things for a moment and opened her jaws at the smell of a nocturnal dormouse scuffing among some dead leaves for insects or seeds. She crept silently towards it, freezing when the rodent pricked it's ears. It looked around, not spotting any danger nor smelling some since Ferretwhisker was downwind of it and pressed on it's activities. The tabby's eyes were slits as they locked onto her target. In a split second, she leaped on it and bit down on it's warm throat, following her shadowclan instincts. She padded back to camp, hurrying in a jolt at the sound or bushes rustling and picking back her pace, a body dangling from her clenched jaws, as the night fell silent again. more: meeshapom.deviantart.com/galle…

[self reminder: started at 14moons, add +2 moons/month]

(c) meeshapom