Dappleheart

[Hamster]

Name:

Dappleheart

Clan:

Zephyrclan

Rank:

Medicine Cat

Age:

67 moons

Gender:

She-cat

Appearance:

Dappleheart is a dashing calico cat. Her fur is very sleek and shiny, and her build is firm but small. She has very deep, leafy green eyes. She also likes to grow her claws long--"helps when picking out the berries you need," she always says when someone comments her about her claws.

Personality:

Dappleheart can be a quite a bit sarcastic and sometimes makes sadistic comments. Often, she gives off the impression that she is annoyed whenever a cat comes to her. Especially so if it's just for a "trival thing" like a thorn in the pad. She never really means them, though, and cares very much for her patients. Sometimes she is quick to change moods and ideas.

History:

Dappleheart was never really normal. Sure, she was born in Zephyrclan, and had gone through her apprentice training without many errors. However, she was just different than all the other apprentices. She could never run as fast--once a kit even outran her. And she never had much of an appetite for rabbits, preferring an assortment of leaves, berries, and smaller prey instead. This led her to believe that the life of a warrior was not for her, and halfway through her warrior-apprentice training she just decided to call it quits.

RP Example:

"Oh, calm down already!" Dappleheart was frustrated at the fretting warrior.
"But it HUUUURTS!" The tom squealed like a kit and wove around his paw like it was about to be severed off and he wanted to deter the chainsaw for a few more moments.
"I said SHUT UP and hold your stupid paw still!" Rather than waiting for him to rest his paw, Dappleheart took it and pinned it down. She was careful not to add any more pain but the tom still screeched in protest. Quickly, she tugged the thorn out and grabbed the cobwebs. This was bleeding badly; she had never seen such a bad thorn before.