Rosestep

[``Rosestep]

Name: Rosestep
Age: 43 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: MireClan
Personality:

Rosestep is perfectly suited to be a medicine cat. Even as a kit, she took a minimal part in play-fights. She is a very social cat though, and is easy to be friends with. She cares deeply for her clan, and her loyalties would never be swayed. She is prideful, of herself and of her clan. She believes there is always a choice in everything. She's committed to never choose the way of fighting for herself. She'd rather die than kill any day. If she had the choice, she'd be the prey, not the predator. She is very happy, though, and never fails to raise the spirit of every cat she associates with. She treats patients kindly, but she has a no-nonsense attitude. A cat complaining just to get out of a patrol will probably walk away in more pain. She feels like she is very close to Starclan. When she gets prophecies, she thinks about them a lot before telling anybody. She repeats them word-for-word, but then points out her views on it quickly.

Bad Habits:
*She is prideful of her looks, and spends more time than necessary grooming herself.
*She is too merciful on cats that break the warrior code, always trying to let them off with a warning.
*She would hesitate to make a kill when hunting, so is glad the only thing she hunts for now is herbs.

Likes:
*She likes sharing tongues with her Clanmates, and talking about their day.
*She is a very organized cat, and enjoys stacking and re-stacking the herb stock.

Dislikes:
*As stated earlier, she dislikes fighting.
*She does not like to hunt, but is fine with eating prey.
*She gets tired of toms very quickly.

Picture:
Short Description:

A light tan she-cat with amber eyes.

Appearance:

Looking at this young she-cat will convince you that you've died and gone to StarClan. Soft fur the color of sweet cream radiates from her small body like it was put there just to make you smile. A flick of her lovely, Turkish Van tail will put you in a state of pure bliss. Can any cat argue that this is the most beautiful apprentice in the Clan? I think not. Toms leave her den with a bitter taste in their mouths from being rejected. After all, she is a medicine cat. Her creamy pelt has subtle batches of a darker ginger, only noticeable if you are looking hard. The way her fur flows from the body is mesmerizing.

Her eyes are the same story. A deep caramel color surrounds narrow black pupils, with flecks of darker amber and gold. Look into her eyes, and it will take a lot of will power to look away. They shine in any light, and always have a lively gleam in them. She keeps her mid-length pelt well groomed, free of any dirt or burrs. She has no scars to bear, which is more than all right with her. She has a small body, smaller than most other cats her age. Cats often find themselves believing that she is moons younger than reality.

History:

In a small litter, Rosekit was the youngest. Her only sibling, Scorchkit was her superior in many ways. He was a natural warrior, with muscle and instinct. Rosekit felt like she wasn't needed. She sulked more often in the nursery than not. Despite her brother's attempts, she rarely fought. Their fights were short, and it was never long before she was pinned under her heavier brother.

You wouldn't say she was depressed, but Rosekit was not happy. She felt bad that her brother didn't get his fun in fights, but she could hardly bear to fight. She never won, being so small. She was noticeably happier when there were visitors in the nursery, being a very social kit. One visitor in particular made her spirits sail. Mintgaze, the medicine cat, never failed to put a smile on Rosekit's face. She found herself wandering to the medicine cat den in her free time, gazing at the herbs and wondering what they were for.

During her apprentice ceremony, Rosestep couldn't get Mintgaze and the herbs out of her mind. She'd never dared to dream that she could be the medicine cat apprentice, and one day the medicine cat. When (Leader) said that Mintgaze would be her mentor, she was ecstatic. She made a great medicine cat after that, never failing in her duties.
Her mentor died when she fell off of a cliff and broke her neck. Rosestep was heartbroken, especially because there was nothing she could do to save her. Her only comfort was knowing that it was a quick and painless death, and that she could still see her mentor in Starclan.

Family:

Mother-Flamefur [x]
Father-Stripeheart [x]
Brother-Scorchglare

RP Example:

Rosestep snapped her eyes open. A glance behind her to see herself and her companions still sitting by the moonpool told her that she was in Starclan's forest. Now is the time to get some answers! She thought. She padded across a pathway of glittering grass toward the thicker forest ahead, her pawsteps feeling lighter than they had in moons, or so it seemed. She couldn't remember the last time she'd just walked, with nowhere to be and nothing to do. The feeling would not last, though. She was here for a reason. Starclan was going to give up some answers, and fast.

She stopped upon reaching a clearing. In the center of the clearing was a cat, one that Rosestep recognized and loved above all others. "Mintgaze!" She purred, running across the clearing to her deceased mentor. "Mintgaze, I've missed you so much!" She wanted to have a better reunion, buy her mentor seemed reluctant. "What is it?" She asked. "What can you tell me? I need to help my clan! The forest is on the brink of destruction! We're barely hanging on by a thread!" She stared into her mentor's shining starry eyes, hoping for a good response but despairing that she would get a sullen one instead.

Other:

[Head{admin}]

Haha you can make up the name of the previous medicine cat ^.^

Accepted