Faithpaw;; angelic being <3 - Done :)

[Risa [Isis]]

[shadow=green,left,300]Faithpaw[/shadow]One second it was perfect;; now you're halfway out the door.

Age: Nine moons [at death]
Clan: Formally in GustClan
Rank: Angel
Gender: Female

Appearance:

It rains when you're here,
&& it rains when you're gone

Overall, Faithpaw looks like a tiny storm cloud.

She is small she-cat, though her thick fur gives her the appearance of a cat much larger than she is. Her fur, beautiful and well-kept, is a pale gray with soft silver shimmers deeply woven through. She is a tabby, with faintly darker gray stripes running along her body; they are thin and well spaced. Her thick fur does not stop at her tail, though, ending in a gray whisp. Her face, which is softly rounded with tipped ears, is often captivated with an enchanting - and sometimes sad - expression, and her eyes only highlight this feature. They are a startling green, brilliant emerald.

She has pale white wings, and in some lights they seem almost gray. The plumage lives up to its appearance, for it is just as soft as her fur; she's so young, she hardly lost all her kitfur. The wings are angellic in shape, with full curves and soft rounded tips.

Personality:

Back up, oh baby, back up!
diid you forget everythiing?

Faithpaw is a quiet she-cat, kind to those she meets. She loves with all she has, but due to a relationship gone wrong, she takes her time learning to love. Though she is sweet and caring, she takes her time allowing cats to get close to her.

Faithpaw also strongly believes in StarClan and the Warrior Code, but believes even more in what is right. She is hesitant to break any rules, though she will do so if it will leads down the honest path. If what she believes in his threatened, she will defend it fully. SHe is a superb fighter, and enjoys the thrill of battle if it the battle is fought for the right reason.

She is somewhat anti-social, and while she views it as a setback in life, it helps to show that those she loves are worth it. With others, she keeps hold to her caring ways but can't help but be sad and jealous when she sees other cats with their friends and family, their kin and mates. She is not depressed, but views her past with sort of an ironic pessimism - not unlike an upbeat sad song.

History:

&you flashback to when we said
' forever and always ~ '

Kithood:
Faithkit was born to Palefur and Rockclaw in a litter of two; unfortunately, her sibling was a stillborn, to the great dismay of Palefur. Palefur had great faith in StarClan, and mighty hopes for her only kit, so she named her 'faith'. Rockclaw did not take much of a role in her life, so it was mostly Palefur and Faithkit. She played with the other kits in the nursery, but didn't really connect as well as her mother would like. Faithkit was taught small lessons about the warrior code and about StarClan, and took after her mother's strong beliefs.

Apprenticeship:
She was made an apprentice the eve of her sixth moon. She was given Frostflight, a close friend of her mother's, as a mentor. As Faithpaw entered the apprentice's den, she met Nightpaw, a handsome young tom three moons older, who was apprenticed to the GustClan leader. He was her best friend who soon captured Faithpaw's heart. The two trained together, hunted together and spent their free time together - and he was her everything.

Time passed, and the two grew more and more in love. Nightpaw, older than she, became Nightheart. This was in her third moon of training

When war broke out with SnowClan (this was long, long ago - the same exact battle in which Rosetwine was killed), Faithpaw did not understand why they were battling. SnowClan was threatening to attack her home Clan for no reason she could understand, so she asked around. When she found that GustClan's leader at the time, Thistlestar, had actually been stealing prey from SnowClan, Faithpaw was shocked. And when she found that Nightheart had been aware of his old mentor's doings, and even helping him, she had thoughts on turning traitor. She hoped it would never come to it . . .

But then SnowClan did attack. She began battling against her Clanmates, the ones she knew who were doing wrong. When Nightheart appeared in the midst of the battle, her faithful attacks faltered. Words were exchanged between the friends, the lovers - she wanted to stop him, but couldn't bear to hurt him, and he hated to do so but he thought he was in the right - and then he attacked her.

Ultimately, her greatest strength and joy destroyed her.

When she died, she was chosen to enter the realm of the Angels for her pure ways. She was slightly confused at first, for she had never heard of the Angels, nor their enemies the Death Wings, but is now completely devoted to the task.

Charge: [TBA]

Charge's Clan: [TBA]

RP Example: See Lightstar's bio

Other: Funnily enough, she and the Death Wing Watcher, Rosetwine, were actually allies in this battle. Rosey was the one Faith approached and asked for the inside information on who had stolen the food.... hopefully this all makes sense! =]
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Great Bio, Accepted =^.^=