[AbsurdJinx]

@Suspiciousmindz

Fawnskip trotted through the entrance to the camp, her tail swinging behind her with every bouncy step. Her uniquely-colored pelt gleamed brightly under the sharp sunlight, as did her golden hues. The darker and lighter flecks within her eyes danced, further displaying her beauty - the beauty she was completely knowledgeable of. An air of confidence surrounded the small molly which was noticeable by anyone who so much as looked at her. Her pawsteps were light and near silent, if it weren't for the dull layer of white snow that crunched below her. She held her head high, yet another sign of confidence, but her ears swiveled and her whiskers twitched in an alert manner. Between her jaws, held firmly yet carefully, was a gaunt rabbit. It was incredibly small and bony, but prey was scarce in leaf-bare, and she was lucky enough to of caught what she did.

Dispensing her puny catch on the near-empty fresh-kill pile, Fawnskip cast a surveying look around the camp. Light blankets of white snow layered the earth, and the harsh winds of both the cold season and WindClan's bare territory had the power to chill her to the bone. Her thin, short pelt stood no chance against such a cold, and to keep warm, she often raced across the moors where she'd keep an eye out for prey or even intruders. Deciding she deserved a nice rest, Fawnskip made her way half-way to the warriors den where she collapsed with a long sigh, figuring she would relax right where she lay.

She was sprawled out, her torso stretched, and her legs spread before her. One of her forelegs, however, were what she leaned against to help support her weight. This left her lying down, but her upper body was raised. Her tail lied horizontally to her body, the tip frequently twitching with content. Her whiskers and ears would twitch with the breeze that disturbed her sensitive features, and her eyes were narrowed against the cruel winds. Her flank gently rose and fell with each quiet breath, and her short fur was forced to dance alongside the wind.

Fawnskip was a complicated feline. Her mind worked in mysterious ways, much too erratic for the simple mind of the innocent. Sure, she was very loyal to WindClan and risk her life for her clanmates, but she also thought about herself. Whenever WindClan is in a serious situation, then expect her to stand up for the clan and protect it. Otherwise... don't expect anything. When the whole of WindClan isn't involved, she is a completely different cat. It's in her nature to protect herself, especially her heart. Her heart was her most sensitive feature, and she'd defend it with her life. She understood the world could be cruel, and so she adjusted to it, becoming unpredictable in the process. Fawnskip was whoever she wanted to be.