FAWNDANCE // brushclan medicine cat

[`miss kat]

Name

Name: fawnkit fawnpaw fawndance, fawnie
Age: twenty moons
Birthday: june twenty-first
Ranking: medicine cat or warrior

General Information

Physical Description: The first thing most cats notice about Fawndance is her eyes and the way she stares off into space as if she weren't actually in the present. Her eyes are huge, round, and match the sky during the day. Her pupils are a little strange, because they are nearly non-existent during the day, and huge during the night. She is almost always lost in thought, clouding her eyes over even more than usual. It's best not to speak to her during those times, because she will give you odd answers. The second thing cats notice about Fawndance, and the reason for her suffix of -dance, is the strange way she has of walking. It's not really a walk, but more of graceful, fluid steps as if carefully practiced. Her entire body moves this way, even her tail. It's rather interesting to watch her at work on a patient, because of her movements.

Her fur is sleek, and thin, laying flat to her body. It's a creamy color with grey points as well as interesting stripes on her tail, legs, and face. The stripes on her face are well defined, shaping to her eyes. Her nose is a rosy pink, fading to brown around the edges. A darker mark runs up her nose, fading near her forehead, where it meets an M shape. Her ears do not hold stripes, but instead darken closer to the tips. The stripes around her legs start at her elbow and go all of he way down, growing closer together nearer to the paws. Her paws are quite small, yet fit perfectly to her slim build. The stripes down her tail look much like a tabby's, with a solid point at the tip. Her tail is quite long, and fat, like a raccoon's. And it never stays still. Even when she's gazing off into space, it's moving, as if it has a mind of it's own.

Personality Description:

devoted, motivated // Fawndance has dedicated her life to helping her fellow clan members, which has made her a rather devoted cat. She'd give her life to save another's. It may not appear as though she cares, but if you pay close enough attention to her handy work, you'll see how hard she works to take care of her clan. She's also motivated, because she wants Toadstep to be proud of her. And he is, she speaks to him almost daily. Any time Fawndance mumbles under her breath, he is there with her. He helps her, because he knows she is still young and there is so much more she could learn.

caring, friendly // Caring and friendly, but not really affectionate. Fawndance prefers to keep herself distanced from her clanmates emotionally. Although she cares for them deeply, she doesn't feel as though she should be attached to them emotionally. It makes it easier on her to treat them. That way, they each are treated equally and no one cat comes first. Although she is cut off from them emotionally, she is still friendly towards them, because she doesn't see the point of being mean.

open-minded, selfless // Open to opinions and strange views, this she-cat doesn't care what clan you come from, if you're injured, she'd willing to help. She would help any injured cat that comes into her den. Firecloud being one of them. She helped the small she-cat get better when she was brought to camp and almost has a soft spot for her. Except that Toadstep said to be careful.

thoughtful, puzzling // Puzzling is the easiest way to say that Fawndance isn't exactly with us. She spends half of her time walking with her ancestors, learning the ways of the Warrior Code and upholding her duties as a Medicine Cat. In fact, she seems quite thoughtful above anything else. She's always lost in a thought, and seems to be constantly in a dreamy-state. It's a wonder she walks around like she's dancing.

Likes:

• her clanmates
  
• the smell of lavender
  
• sunrise
  

Dislikes:

• seeing a cat in pain, no matter the clan status
  
• spiders
  
• being so alone
  

History:

birth and kithood // Silvernose was a natural-born Queen. She was an agile warrior, but never saw the point of fighting. She preferred to spend most of her time helping the Queens. When she met Reedtail, they fell in love nearly instantly. And soon after, she became pregnant with their first litter. On the night of her kit's birthing, it had taken Toadstep nearly the entire night to succeed in bringing Silvernose's kits into the world. He had to try over and over to get the Queen to push. Finally, by the break of dawn, three little kits were nestled with their mother. The first was a large male, who was stone-grey. His mother named him Stonekit, rightfully. Next was a white-and-silver she-kit who was named Frostkit. And lastly was little Fawndance, who her mother named Fawnkit, because of her runt-size. The three kits were healthy, for now. And Toadstep's job was complete. The kits grew quickly, and soon were able to move outside the den. Stonekit and Frostkit created a lot of trouble for the warriors and elders, but little Fawnkit stuck close by her mother and listened to stories of the past and what it was like outside the camp.

apprenticehood and medicine cat training // Fawnkit became Fawnpaw and got a mentor by the name of Crowtail. He was a rather harsh mentor, keeping her busy almost constantly. Her siblings didn't even get pushed so hard. On on curious evening, Crowtail had her help Toadstep gather herbs, because he was low and had no mentor of his own. He had her in a patch of daisies and was in the midst of keeping track of what she gathered when it happened. A huge creature came through the trees and almost touched nose to nose with Toadstep. He had only ever heard of stories, but the creature had to be a deer. He blinked and the creature vanished. It was then that he knew who his apprentice would have to be. That evening, he had word with Exorcist and she had words with Crowtail. The very next day, Fawnpaw had switched mentors and was on her way to becoming a medicine cat. She was a natural at memorization and dreamed about StarClan whenever they went to the medicine cat gatherings. They helped her out in many ways, guiding her in the right direction. She depends on them greatly. She watched her brother and sister go through training and soon they both earned their warrior names. Stonepaw became known as Stonefall and Frostpaw became Frostbreeze.

the passing of a medicine cat // Fawnpaw was about eighteen moons when she finally earned her proper name. Toadstep suggested she be called Fawndance, because of her strange style of walking. And thus, that's what she was named. She and Toadstep had an unconditional relationship that went stronger than the bonds of love. He was the one cat who understood where she went when she zoned out. When age caught up to Toadstep, Fawndance did most of the work. He died in his sleep, leaving Fawndance utterly alone in the medicine cat's den. She's distanced herself from her clan moreso than usual after her mentor's death.

Roleplay Sample

It had suddenly grew cold in the den that night. Fawndance was brought awake by a shiver down her spine. She sat up and reached out to her mentor, pressing her striped paw against his muddy-colored fur. It was stiff. Ears shifting, Fawndance inhaled deeply, opening her mouth slightly. Death lingered there for a moment before she exhaled, trying to rid the taste and scent. How could he have died so soon? She rose to her paws completely and pushed against him, murmuring, "Toadstep? Are you alright?" When no reply came, the she-cat turned and ran out of the den, toward the leader's den. She didn't bother wasting time waiting for a response when she called out to the she-cat leader. Instead, she rushed in and in a single breath, uttered, "Toadstep has passed away and I don't know what to do." It was probably the first time any cat had seen so much emotion on the cream-and-tabby's face. She waited for the flame-colored cat to get up before leaving. Early morning light spilled into the camp, and a few warriors were just coming in from a patrol. Her sky-blue hues searched for the familiar face of her brother or sister, but none seemed to be Stonefall or Frostbreeze. A bit overwhelmed, the she-cat returned to the Medicine Cat den and was greeted by Exorcist. The she-cat looked solemn, as was proper for such an event.

"We have to mourn him," Fawndance whispered. Her leader nodded. Fawndance sat down and inhaled deeply, trying to clear her mind of her grief. When she looked back up, he was sitting beside Exorcist. Blinking several times, the she-cat couldn't believe it. "Toadstep?" she whispered. Exorcist raised a brow and rose to her feet slowly. Fawndance barely heard her say that she was leaving her to say good-bye. Fawnie was far too interested in why her mentor was sitting before her. He looked a little worn. "Are you alright? I thought you'd died!" she exclaimed.

Toadstep rose to his paws and shook his head. His familiar croaking voice echoed in Fawndance's ears, as if he were standing beside her and whispering to just her. "Fawndance, my time has come to join the ranks of StarClan. I'm sorry I didn't have more time with you. I didn't realize age was catching up to me. I'll be here to guide your every step, just look for me. I'll never abandon you, sweet little dancer." He sighed and slowly he disappeared from sight. Fawndance could feel tears soaking her fur, but she couldn't help it. After such a long time with the old cat, she should have realized he wasn't going to be around forever. She whispered good-bye and went to get help bringing his body to the center of camp. It was going to be a long night.

[Dʀ. ∀xǝ]

Accepted!