.Shadowdancer. - Completed

[ﭏ/.Twilight./ﭏ]

Alias;

Shadowdancer

Gender;

Female

Liberated for;

16 Moons

Blessed are those loyal to;

RainClan

Serving as a;

Warrior

Your first impression of me is;

A smoke colored fae with ebony stripes.

appearance;

.coloration.
Her pelt is a light smoky color, in bright sunlight it shines a brownish-red. Shadowsdancer's pelt is embellished with ebony stripes, of the darkest night. Her belly and chest are a light creamier color than the rest of her. Contrary, her face is darkened, only slightly lighter than her stripes. On her forehead are black patterns, barely visible unless closeup. Her paws looks as though they have been dipped in soot. Her claws, when unsheathed, are a bright ivory. Her tail is likewise colored, darker than her base coat. Her eyes are pale as the moon on a cloudy night, yellowish in color. They gleam orange at night when they reflect light.

.bodice.
She has a small, compact frame. Her muscles are strong and wiry, though not very visible unless she is using them. Her legs are slight, her paws petite. Her tail is longer than most, giving her extra balance. The rest of her is perfectly proportioned, . Her fur is glossy and is always kept clean, as she grooms herself often. She is quite pretty, though she would never agree.

.abilities.
Her small build and streamlined frame gives her easy speed, her long tail adds to that ability making her one of the fastest. She is a fair tracker, nothing exceptional this is on of her lesser talents. Her petite paws gives her aptitude to be quiet, and her ears are acute enough to pick up low-pitched sounds. This makes her an adept hunter. She is normally peaceful, so she isn't wonderful at fighting. But she is proficient enough to hold her own in a battle.

persona;

.the outside.
Shadowdancer is no simple being, she is as complex as the life that surrounds us. She shows her inner secrets to no one but her closet friends. She is kind, caring, and loyal. She feels other people's needs and emotions. She knows the right time to smile and laugh, to console a saddened soul, or to keep silent. She cares for everyone around her, if she sees a helpless cat she goes to help them in anyway she can. She couldn't bear to leave someone who needed her assistance. Once she befriends someone, she will defend them to the death. She would never think of betrayal.She always follows her heart and her intuition, it often saves her from trouble. She easily makes friends, of any type. She can't stand stereotypes and thinks of everyone as equal.

.the inside.
She seems outgoing enough, she seems confident. But maybe there's a different side to her. One seen only by her closest companions. Insecure of her very being, stumbling in her faith. Each moment of her life, she wonders what her peers think of her. Do they like her? Do they harbor a seceder hate? The mysteries of others intrigue her to no end, yet frighten her all the same. She is the most inquisitive cat you might ever meet. Slowly, quietly she will find the answers she is looking for, sometimes not even aware that she is searching for them. As the saying goes, 'Curiosity killed the cat, satisfaction brought her back'.

.the wishes.
She wants love, though she fears she'll never find it. That it'll dance on the edges of her being, giving her enough of a taste to break her heart. She wishes for a happy family of kits, that she could raise to be the best warriors in the clan. But she doesn't only have the ambition to be a Queen, she also strives to be the best warriors in the clan. She tries her very hardest to follow the warrior code faithfully, hunts till she can gather no more prey, and when the times comes fights as ferociously as a lion.

.the fears.
She fears Aurora's Faithful. She would admit it to no one, she holds courage high in virtue. They're strange customs, the killing of innocent kits. It confounds her, dismays and terrifies her. Why would someone do such a thing? It is beyond her comprehension. She also fears her insecurity, is it possible to be insecure about insecurity? Apparently so. She wonders why she fears the opinions of others. She makes it seem as if she doesn't care, but she does. She scares herself with her own thoughts.

her saga;

.kithood.
She born to RainClan cat, Risingsun and an Aurora's Faithful male, whose name is not known. Risingsun had been oblivious to the Faithful's customs and fallen into a forbidden love with one of their males. She birthed his litter and it was then that she was informed of their horrific procedures. She became frantic to save her kits, but it was too late. Judgment had begun, they were taken to the Spire. And alas, the Aurora did not appear. Her kit's were doomed. Their father was right along with the decision to kill the kits, so Risingsun was alone. Before all the kits were thrown over the cliff, she managed to steal away one kit. She ran away with her, and vowed never to return to her mate and his cult.

.apprenticeship.
Risingsun did not return to RainClan, for fear of what they would think of her. Instead, she raised Shadowdancer as a loner. She taught her how to hunt, how to fight, track, and fish. She taught her everything she knew. Risingsun told her daughter many stories about the clans, even told her where they lay. But despite proddings, she refused to speak of the place she was birthed and her past family. One day when Shadowdancer was almost 5 moons old, her mother went out to hunt and never returned. Shadowdancer waited for days her her mother to return, nothing turned up. She went on countless searches, all for nothing. Finally after a week went by she gave her mother up for missing, or dead. She grieved hard, but knew her mother would want to move on. Desperately she searched for RainClan, knowing it was her only hope in the heartless land. She searched for weeks, winter was fast approaching. She could feel it's cold touch creeping up to her. Finally, she stumbled upon the scents of many cats and followed it. She had made it, she found RainClan. She stumbled upon their camp, without even thinking. She was thin, underfed and dehydrated. They accepted her immediately, and she was underway in her new life.

.warriorhood. ^{*Obtained Rain's permission to post about Nativedancer.}
Apparently, her name was good enough for their naming ceremonies. They didn't even make her change it when she became an apprentice. Her apprenticeship didn't last long as she proved to be adept at the skills her mother had taught her. Moons later, she was comfortable in her new home. She made many friends; she was easy to get along with. Though she had one friend that she had met on her first day in RainClan: Nativedancer. He was her best friend by far. She shared all her hopes, dreams, and secrets with him. She watched joyously as he was made deputy of RainClan. She felt so proud, it surprised her.

She continues to live her life in RainClan today, still unaware of her disturbing past.

relationships;

best.friend;; Nativedancer
mother;; Missing
father;; Abandoned
siblings;; Dead
mate;; Wished for

codewords;

Not Available

[&& oleander]

_{Well done. Accepted}