Silverpool || Female || Rockclan

[ELISE]

Name: Silverpool
Age: 38 Moons
Gender: Female
Breed: Norwegian Forest Cat
Clan: Rockclan
Rank: Warrior





Eye color: Green
Pelt color: Marble - Gray, Brown and Tan
Markings: None
Height: 16 Inches
Weight: 20 Pounds


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Likes:
- Hunting
- Thunderstorms
- Climbing
Dislikes:
- Sleeping
- Floods
- Not Getting Fed
Full Personality:
Silverpool is a calm level creature, she doesn't get overly excited about anything and she can often be found watching the clan with a kindly look in her eyes. She's always have a strong heart and it only gets stronger as time goes by. She's ferociously loyal and will fight until her very last breath for her clan. She doesn't take well to others trying to kill someone that lives within her clan and will get them before they get her clan mate. She's quick on her feet and very intelligent.

With her mind, it's a wonder she doesn't get lost in her thoughts, but you can tell that she's always thinking and it's almost like her mind never rests. She's got a deep passion for the home that took her in when they could have easily left her to die and with such a passion comes a great many questions. Silverpool will ask whatever question comes to mind and trying to avoid it won't work. She's good about ignoring you if you try to say nasty things to her or about her because of how she was brought into the clan.





Birth Day:
Birth Clan: Rockclan
Family: Unknown
Ghostheart || Brother|| Unknown
History:
Kithood
She was born and left with no mother, alone and afraid, she cried and cried, begging for someone to come and save her, but it seemed like no one would come and no one would hear her cries. That was what she thought anyways. A she-cat found her as she was hunting, coming acrossed the young one just days after she had lost her own seemed like a message from Starclan. She took the small kitten back to Rockclan and within the nursery where she took care of the kit, naming her Silverkit for her marbled coat that held so much gray.

Apprenticehood
Silverpaw was strong and it was obvious in her stride and the air of purpose she kept about herself. She wasn't a social butterfly, but she kept up when she needed to. Silverpaw worked hard for the she-cat that had taken her in, not wanting to tarnish the reputation the old feline had. She made her way though life nobly and wisely. She trained hard and learned well, trying not to let others see her mood fall when others teased her about not being clan born. She'd found out that she smelled like a kitty pet long ago, but she didn't let that faze her.

Warriorhood
Given the name Silverpool, it was obvious that she would do something good for the clan, being clear of head she went about life as though it was breathing. She often told those who thought she didn't belong, that if she left the clan her heart would surely stop. She fought well and stayed true to her words, never leaving even under the heaviest of pressure.

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