Bluewind ~ RiverClan

[I*C*E*Y]

THE BIO FORM OF:



BLUEWIND

Owned By: I*C*E*Y

Name: Bluewind

Age: 29 moons

Gender: she-cat

Clan: RiverClan

Ranking: warrior

Description:

//Body:// Bluewind is a rather small cat for a RiverClanner, as they are one of the largest (physically) cats in the forest. She is smaller than the average RiverClan cat, but larger than any WindClan cat. Most cats from other clans often wonder why she’s not in WindClan. When faced with a larger opponent, she uses her size and quick paws to unbalance them before launching herself on top of them. Unfortunately, if it’s a tom, it’s one of those Tony/Maria moments from West Side Story for them, not her (if you don’t know what I’m talking about… Look it up.). Her face is rather pretty; she has a cute little pink nose and a sparkly muzzle covered in her natural body color. Her paws are perfect for her, and quite dainty. Her build is rather slender, and for someone so small, she has a good advantage for battling larger opponents, and surprisingly, she’s kinda muscular. Her muscles rippled through her pelt when she walks.

//Pelt:// Bluewind looks exactly like her mother, Stream. Her sister Rainpetal’s fur is a dark gray like their father Coldstripe’s, but Bluewind has hidden splotches of dark blue, light blue-gray, even a slight gray color showing off under as the layers of her fur. All that is her natural fur color and it covers the entirety of her. Light tabby stripes run down her spine, just a lighter shade than her original body shade. You couldn’t even know they were there if I hadn’t told you. The only part of her body that isn’t a dark blue-gray is the pads of her feet, which are a clean, bright pink. Just to spice things up, she has one black spot on the back of her leg that she believes is a birthmark.

//Eyes:// Her eyes, though, are a light ocean blue, the color of a pool of icy water in a forest in early morning. They are the exact same shade as her father Coldstripe’s, only his are cold with hatred, while hers are often times filled with love and warmth. The first thing she notices about anyone is their eyes, and she is a true believer of the phrase, “Easy on the eyes.”

Personality: If Rainpetal is fire, then Bluewind comes to the earth as boiling water. Bluewind can be sweet and thoughtful, yet also feisty and fierce. She always has a funny personality, and enjoys a cat with good humor. Sarcasm and reverse psychology are commonly used throughout her life. She likes being soothing to cats with issues like her, and often likes the tempered, determined and driven tomcats. Bluewind absolutely hates it when there are serious moments in life, but she can get pretty fired up if someone is picking on someone. Watch out for this cat, she hates when other cats pick on Rainpetal, and her own clanmates. She can actually be pretty defensive, and has a hot temper when she’s pissed. If you anger her so, she may end up wounding you. She can stand up for herself, and throughout RiverClan, is called fearless. Though, one of her fears is losing someone she loves.

This she-cat has no plans in life so far, just to have fun while living life. If someone is purposefully feeling bad, she’ll do something to herself to make them laugh. Her best friend was a cat named Gorsefang, but he left RiverClan to join WindClan, where his mate’s kits now live. Now her best friend is Rainpetal, who is her (secret) sister. Bluewind was heartbroken when Gorsefang left, but decided that it would be best to push her anger aside and direct herself onto the path of warrior. She motivates herself often; you’ll often hear her mumbling to herself. Don’t get me wrong; she’s not insane, only slightly crazy! But she is an EXTREMELY fast runner and swimmer and probably one of the best fighters in all of RiverClan. So far, she’s one of the top three. Don't let her appearance change your mind.

History:

Bluewind and Rainpetal’s parents used to be very strong, loyal cats. Stream and Coldstripe were very brave and good at what they loved doing: fighting with each other. Bluewind often believes she got her father’s quietness and sarcasm abilities when Stream gave Rainpetal her feisty personality. They must have picked it up from them. In the end, their parents left each other, the both of them taking their favored kit along with them when the kits were just two weeks old. Rain was taught the life of a kittypet, her mother easily finding them a home just outside of the forest. She ended up joining RiverClan once her mother died when she was three moons old, Grayflare finding her a few days later.

Bluekit, on the other hand, was raised as a loyal ShadowClan warrior until the day Coldstripe was accused of having a mate outside of ShadowClan. He took his daughter and left, his small family becoming rogue. Bluekit had wanted nothing more than to be a loyal warrior, so she told her father she wanted to join RiverClan. Coldstripe merely shrugged, said, “See ya later,” and went back to eating his food.

She didn't know the day she left would be the beginning of the worst period of her life.

Shard was older than her, but just by a couple moons. He found her by RiverClan's source of life, drinking thirstily. Of course, Blue was immediately captivated by his handsome looks and his dark charm. The young she-cat was drawn to him like a moth to light. They traveled together, slept together, and finally, Blue thought she had a place where she belonged.

Then, the atmosphere changed.

He was brutal, throwing her around if she went out without his permission. His claws raked her back, scarring with deep black wounds. Finally, he did what most toms do when a she-cat is in heat. He drove it into her, and nearly killed her.

At the end of the few moons she stayed with him, she weighed about seven pounds; she looked like a rail. Life wasn't good. One day while he was out on his crusades, she ran. And ran. And ran. And ran. And ran. Ran. Ran. Ran. Ran. Ran. Ran. Ran. Ran. Ran. Ran. Ran. Ran.

Finally, exhausted, she found a barn, away from the dousing rain. Inside, it was warm and dry, perfect to rest. Her scent was long gone, and she faced one of the few things she knew about: Sickness. She fainted and woke up to find three plump mice in her eyesight.

A elderly ginger she-cat sat a few feet away, bathing in the fresh air. "Oh, hello, darlin'!" She meowed, excitedly jumping up as quickly as her brittle bones would allow her.

And that's how Blue met Ruby.

Ruby became her best friend. She was like the consoling mother she never had. Ruby knew everything, it seemed: The clans, her dreams- everything. Finally, after moons, Ruby told Blue she should go chase her dream. That night, they spent their evening together, talking about Blue's endless dreams. They never talked about Shard (though Ruby swore she would murder him one day), and he never found her.

The next morning, Blue awoke to find a lifeless soul next to her.

She buried her in the primrose garden, one of the few places Ruby claimed, "Wasn't taken over by evil souls," and immediately, her life was once again empty.

Blue found her own way to RiverClan, and there on her first day, Bluepaw made a friend who seemed just as lonely as she was: Her sister, Rainpaw. Neither of them recognized each other, but they became the best of friends, Bluepaw soothing her when a defensive Rainpaw was teased about her kittypet roots. That’s how life went on.


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