Hoodedstep--- Stoneclan

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They're taking our dreams

Name: Maskedkit Maskedpaw Maskedgaze Hoodedstep
Age: Eighteen moons
Birthday: December 12, 2010
Ranking: Warrior

And they tear them apart

Physical Description:
The first thing someone would take note of if they saw Hoodedstep would be her eyes. Her overall appearance is very dull and bland, and she never gets noticed. But, these eyes add a splash of color to her that nothing else does. They're a really bright, almost neon-like aqua, like water in the bahamas. They can either pierce into someone's pelt or melt someone into doing what she wants, depending on what expression she uses. She knows it, too, so watch out.

As for the second thing to catch a person's eye, she is small. Like apprentice small. And in a clan full of bulky warriors, small doesn't cut it. She's about the size of a new apprentice, though she has long, lean legs. She's also rather emancipated, usually letting the larger cats of her clan take most of the prey. Plus, she never really recovered from her fight with her sister. It's left her rather sickly and ill in matters of size and strength. If she ever let someone close enough to her, they'd be able to count most of her ribs and almost see her spine. She feels like she didn't contribute enough to Brushclan, and so she's super-dedicated to Stoneclan.

One of the last and final things about her. Her fur. Her pelt as a whole is rather unkempt. It's smooth in some places, sticking up, and just plain matted and tangled in others. It's rather dirty, too. Onto the colors. Her base coat is a nice, creamy colored hue. It always seems dull and rather monotonous, especially after seeing it day in and day out. Her second color for her pelt is a glossy jet-black. It covers most of her back, and tail, with large splotches on her shoulders. The scrawny she-cats back haunches are covered in little splatters of black. It also covers her head and neck, giving her the prefix "Hooded". Where the black and the white meet, there are random white specks in the spots.She also has very long, white whiskers.

Personality description:
One way to describe her is secretive. She has alot of secrets. Secrets about her past, her family, her identity. She's good at keeping secrets. She'll keep a secret until she dies, but it comes with a price. She's always nervous and anxious on the inside, worried she may say the wrong thing and the whole clan will know who she was. It also gives her a lot of anxiety issues, like clawing at the ground and having trouble sleeping.


She's also one of those lovey-dovey types. She likes everyone, unless they give her a reason not to. She would never hurt another cat from her clan unless the cat attacked her first. Hoodedstep is more of one of those cats that you can't get to leave you alone, because she's too busy loving you. If you became her mate, you'd be pretty lucky. She'd be hardcore dedicated to him, and never leave his side. The small cat would never hurt or break up with her mate, unless she felt the feeling went both ways. All in all, if you wanted a mate, this is the kind of she-cat you'd look for.

In her new clan, she's basically shunned for being small and a used-to-be 'rogue'. Only a few people actually pay attention to her. Hoodedstep's more like something to amuse the larger cats. She's rather quiet around other cats for this reason, though they all know she has a kind nature. Most of the Stoneclan cats have mixed feelings about this interesting ball of fur.


Likes:

• Being appreciated
  
• Hunting
  
• Helping her clan
  
• Adderstrike (*snickers*)
  
• Being understood
  

Dislikes:

• Selfish people
  
• Frostbite
  
• Brushclan
  
• Cats who betray her
  
• Not being listened to
  

'Til everyone's the same

Origin
'Her mother, Cloud, was a loner. She lived in an abandoned twoleg-place outside of the clan territory. One day, when she was hunting, she ran into Brushclan's territory and crashed into a handsome warrior, Shadowedgaze. They fell in love, and over the next few moons, Shadowedgaze continued to meet Cloud and eventually Hoodedstep's mother had kits. She gave them to Shadowedgaze and told him she wanted them to be raised in Brushclan. He brang them back to camp, but never told a soul who the mother was. Instead, they were raised by another queen. The queen never really accepted the three extra kits as part of her family, though.

Kit-hood
'Cloud had three kits. Harekit; a sickly, frail tan-colored kit with dull amber eyes. Frostkit; a healthy black kit with stunning blue eyes. And Maskedkit; a strong, healthy kit with a black and white pelt and blue eyes. Maskedkit and Frostkit played together around camp; both of them spitting images of a future warrior. Harekit spent most of his time in the medicine cat den, barely permitted back to the nursery. As Maskedkit grew, so did her adventurous side. She snuck out of camp, and once a large tree limb fell on her paw, breaking it and twisting it, though it healed before she became an apprentice.

Apprentice-ship
'Miraculously, Harekit lived to be an apprentice. He got the sweet mentor that love everyone, and always tried to help her apprentices. Maskedpaw and Frostpaw got two suiting mentors, as their mentors were sisters and they dual-trained most of the time. Slowly, Harepaw started drifting away from the sibiling-relationship. Though their mentors were strict, and pushed them to the limit.

'The day before they were to be warriors, however, Shadeclan attack in the night, reaching it to camp and reaking havoc before everyone knew they were there. Frostpaw and Maskedpaw fought side by side, effectively killing quite a few warriors. As most of Shadeclan finally began to retreat, Maskedpaw saw a burly tom had pinned Harepaw down, and was about to slit his throat. She ran at the tom, ramming into his shoulder and knocking him off of Harepaw. She yelled at Harepaw to stay out of it, but he didn't. He attacked the tom, getting cut and wounded multiple times. The tom was finally killed by Maskedpaw, who after watching Harepaw get hurt, wasn't going to stand for it any longer. She pushed him out of the way and finished it. What the rest of the clan would recall from that day, was Fawnpaw attacking Harepaw then killing the tom.

'Though Harepaw didn't recieve any mortal wounds, he died soon after the battle. The whole clan then turned their backs on Maskedpaw, including Frostpaw, who had been her inseperable friend. They all thought she was a murderer, someone who killed their sibiling in cold blood. She was now utterly alone. To make things worse, Shadowedgaze had dissappeared durng the battle. His body was discovered, maimed and broken, a few days later.

Warrior-hood
'The ceremony was postponed a few days, ecspecially because the sisters both grieved for Harepaw and Shadowedgaze. Right before the ceremony took place, Maskedpaw asked the leader if she could be named 'Maskedgaze' in memory of her father. The leader accepted, and that became her warrior name. Frostpaw was named Frostbite, for her icily colored eyes.

'After a moon Frostbite just snapped. She couldn't stand living in the same den with the cat that 'killed' her brother. She pretended to apoligize, with one of those large, tacky smiles on her face. Then they went hunting together, "just for old time's sake" Maskedgaze's sister said. Then, while she was hunting a mouse, Frostbite attacked her. The two sisters fought in an equally determined state of mind, each wounding each other time after time. Neither was going to give up; until Frostbit managed to get in biting Maskedgaze's neck.

'She didn't hit Maskedgaze's jugular, like she thought she did, however. So Frostbite got to go home with her fabled story about her sister trying to murder her while she bravely killed the homicial cat. While Maskedgaze, the cat who truely tried to do good, was left to drag herself away from Brushclan. That was her home, but it wasn't anymore. Nor would it ever be. She had had dreams; like becoming deputy. Wouldn't you know it, the whole clan ruined them.

'The exhausted she-cat managed to drag herself over to Stoneclan territory. The overpowering smell of blood is what kept her from being killed by the clan then and there. They thought she was a loner, and took pity on her. They brought her in, gave her the name Hoodedstep, and allowed her to be part of the clan. They never fully accepted her, though. She just stayed on the outskirts of camp.

I've got no place to go

Family:
Mother; dead
Father; dead
Harepaw; dead
Frostbite; alive

Other info: Has a major crush on Adderstrike.

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Done.

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