A Dark Heart and A Shadowed Future

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Name:
Swiftstar

Age:
27 Moons

Group:
Shadowclan

Gender:
She-cat

Position:
Leader

Description:


Personality:
Growing up she was very ambitious, but as she grew a bit older she has ebbed on that. She is extremely hostile to outsiders and rarely does she allow an insult of any kind from another clan. She speaks her mind and won't back down from a fight, no matter the odds. She is strong willed and won't bow to any cat.

The she-cat doesn't like anything that would normally be labeled as a she-cat way of life. She doesn't want a mate and she doesn't want to be a mother. She simply wants to be the leader, a strong and sometimes arrogant leader. She is stubborn and extremely hard to get to even listen to what needs to be said.

There is only a select few she will allow to give her their opinion and those numbers are low.

Family:
Lilystep - Dead - Mother
Tigerstripe - Dead - Father
Featherpelt - Dead - Brother

History:
Her mother, Lilystep, gave birth to her 1st and only litter in the Shadowclan camp. Her father, Tigerstripe, loved his mate and their two kits, Swiftkit and Featherkit. Swiftkit grew up along side her brother but she was vastily different from him. Her brother was a kind soul, one that would make a noble leader for any clan. She herself was cold and guarded. She didn't play well with others.

They both grew up to be apprentices, Featherpaw's mentor was Tigerstripe while Swiftpaw's mentor was a silent cold stranger. Nevertheless, they both became fantastic warriors but sadly, the night of their vigil, their mother died of greencough. Featherpelt and Swiftclaw mourned their mother differently. Featherpelt accepted her death and became a better clan cat for it while Swiftclaw, became colder to those around her. Tigerstripe retired to the elders den after their mother's death, Featherpelt stayed by his side.

One day, the leader of Shadowclan lost his final life. The deputy took up the flag and named Featherpelt his deputy. This angered Swiftclaw above all else. Her brother was much beloved while she was scorned and avoided. She wouldn't stand that insult, even if it was her own flesh and blood.

On a night patrol one moonless night, Swiftclaw lead her brother into a trap. She lead her brother to the small thunderpath and faked an injure to get her brother to come to the middle of the Thunderpath to help her. When the lights appeared she stayed put until the last moment. She then attacked her brother to stun him then retreated into the forest. She never looked back, and Featherpelt never returned.

She returned to camp the image of a distraught cat. She shivered and cried with her father as the rest of the clan sat idly by. The leader appointed Swiftclaw deputy after she told him that her brother's dying wish had been that his sister take up his flag and the leader believed her. From then on, she acted every bit the good leader, and the clan cats who had been suspicious of her soon were relieved of their fears. The leader soon died, and so too did her father. From the moment she got her leadership, her facade ended and she took up the Shadowclan flag with a dark heart and ever watchful eyes.

Other:
Can't wait to get roleplaying with her!

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Poor kitty =(
Approved!

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