I. appearance
A small, lithe she-cat, this leader does not look like much. Although muscular, she is smaller than she-cats typically are at her age. Long, thin legs make her look delicate, as well as her lanky body. Her fur, although not long, is just fluffy enough to hide the hard-earned muscles beneath it. Frozenstar has soft facial features, with a small pink nose, large ears, and big wide eyes. Her eyes, although not the reason for her name, seem to match it perfectly. They are a light frosty blue, eyes that hold no warmth to them, even when the she-cat is in a happy mood. Although they convey feelings of anger and sadness quite well, any happiness is lost in them, due to their colour. This sometimes causes confusion with her clan-mates, as she'll seem happy, but her gaze seems cold.
This she-cat's fur is not long-furred; however, it is longer than an average cat's. Although she keeps it well groomed, and is found in her off time keeping it clean, due to it's soft nature, it can get dirty and knotted very quickly. The fur on her tail is especially long, and fluffs out nicely.
Frozenstar, who was named for her fur, was named quite accurately. It is a striking white all over her body. In the sun, instead of a cool white, it is rather warm, almost like a light beige. There are some slight breaks in the white though. Her nose, and just around her muzzle, is freckled with a very light ginger, unnoticeable at a distance. A very light tabby M is also on her forehead, but you have to look rather closely to see it. The back of her ears are also a light ginger, although it is darker then her nose. Her tail is the same shade of ginger found on her ears, and it has tabby stripes ringing around it.
ii. personality
Overall else, Frozenstar is a very misunderstood cat. Some cats feel she is cold and unwelcoming, and even make jokes about her name fitting her personality. Although she will never react to those jokes, they hurt her rather deep instead. It's not as if this she-cat is mean, but she has issues conveying happiness, unless she puts in a special effort to. Even then, her gaze always remains cold, which makes cats think she is being cold. Underneath a bit of a frosty exterior, this leader has a very warm personality. She is caring and protective of all of her clan-mates, and would give her life for any of them in a heartbeat. Often overlooked, this leader will make special trips to the nursery or to the medicine cat's den, to make sure every cat is doing well. She takes pride in the kits, often thinking of them as her own. Hopefully, this she-cat can have kits of her own one day, but she doesn't have high hopes for that.
Even though this leader is kind-hearted, she's not perfect. Due to closing herself off emotionally at a younger age, she is unable to fully control her emotions around other cats, especially anger. Her emotions get bottled up for awhile, until she can't handle it, and has a melt down. Usually her meltdowns are just her leaving camp for a day or two, to cool down. One of Frozenstar's biggest fears, is hurting somebody that she is close to, and it's already come true once. She is determined to never let it happen again. Since she now has to be around cats more often, she holds herself high and proper, and tries to not let emotions show, just in case she can't control them.
Due to the lack of contact with the other apprentice's while she was younger, she can be extremely direct. Although she can talk to kits and young apprentices all kind and sweet, the same doesn't apply to other cats. She will say it how it is, usually with a lack of tack and proper social skills. It's not as if she means to be nasty, she just doesn't understand the point of not being direct. Cats can usually have a better time understanding this forwardness, if they just look past it, and remember, what Frozenstar says, is usually with good intentions.
Frozenstar was basically a born-to-fight cat. She is naturally a strong fighter, not in strength, but in her unique battle maneuvers. She has a skill of watching cats in battle, and using their weaknesses against them. Her mentor expanded off of this, and spent many days teaching the she-cat an effective way to battle opponents quickly and lethally. However, with this fatal style of fighting, the she-cat is often worried she will go too far, and become a monster. This makes her nervous being physically around cats, as she is scared she'll hurt others. Despite her emotional problems mostly being under control, this fear is not something to leave her, as she is emotionally scarred from it.
iii. family
parents- deceased
one younger sister, from a second litter when Frozen was 4 moons old (may be adoptable, with name up to player)
iv. history
nah bro
v. rp sample
The leader continued to dig through the bushes, her nose filled with the smell of them, and nothing else. Some may call this a rookie mistake, and well, it was. The she-cat was unaware of the other cat nearby, despite him only being a few fox-lengths away. Something caught her eye, and Frozenstar happily picked out a feather from the plants. The kits in the nursery would love this, whenever they found feathers, they would re-enforce the nests with them. After they played with them first, of course. The she-cat placed the feather to the side, and continued to look for another one.
A loud sound from behind her, made the leader's ears perked. Who was that? It didn't sound like a badger or a fox, so the leader wasn't immediately concerned. She grabbed the next feather she saw, before bringing herself up from the plants, dropping the feather by her side. In front of her, was a rather large tom-cat, with the scent of no clan on him. Frozenstar stood up, shaking any bits of the plant off of her. Slowly, she padded over to the tom, not in a threatening way, but her muscles tensed, in case the tom tried to attack. She doubted it though. If this loner really wanted to attack her, he would have done it right away, while she was still in the bushes.
"Hello, is there anything that I can help you with, or were you just taking a stroll around?" Frozenstar meowed, her voice cold. It was almost as chilly as her frosty blue gaze, that was fixed upon the tom. They narrowed slightly. Something about the tom seemed familiar to her, but she couldn't quite put her paw on it. He smelled distinctly of a loner, so he couldn't be a clan cat. The leader shook her head softly. A lot of cats could look similar, there was little chance of her recognizing a loner. She didn't even come out and patrol this border. Either way, despite not feeling threatened by the tom for the time being, something about him made her feel uneasy.
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