I'mma use Fonts because it makes everything Pretty.
--
"Why do you say things that don't make since?!" ~Shadewhisper
Shadewhisper is an...odd warrior. She is always grumpy, and doesn't have a soft spot for complainers. She pretty much hates kits, and doesn't care for them. She also Thinks Toms are inconsiderate Losers. She is much more attracted to those of her same Gender. The She is fine with voicing her opinion...loudly... And Is a fast learner. If you call attacking her siblings with her claws 'Learning'. She loves being a warrior and catches on to secrets fast, manly because of the fact she blended in with the Shadows. Shadewhisper Wouldn't really call is sneaking, just a form of listening. Shadewhisper isn't an EE supporter, but doesn't care much for Starclan or the Dark forest.
And Now, a Scene From ShadeWhisper's Mind
The Black she-cat walked through the territory, mumbling under her breath as she walked into a cobweb. It tangled in her fur, making her let out a loud hiss. "My Starclan! Should the Medicine cat be Getting these?! If I walk into one other one I-" She cut herself off as she remembered they didn't have a medicine cat.
Great.
Shadewhisper walked, licking her fur as she looked for a puddle to wash the sticky web off. If the clan needed cobwebs, Halestar will just appoint another medicine cat, it wasn't her problem. She just had to be careful not to hurt herself before hand. Shadewhisper flicked her tail, coming up to a small pool made by the falling rain. She rolled around, flicking off the mud and giving her black pelt a good groom before walking on. She flicked her ear, hearing a shift in the leaves. ShadeWhisper froze, looking around. A Small Vole, nibbling on something she couldn't quite make out. She crept forward, focusing on the vole. ShadeWhisper drowned out all other sounds, right before she pounced. Shadewhisker quickly killed the vole, biting it's neck. "This will feed the clans."
She mewed, walking back along the path to collect her other prey.
--
Shadewhisper is odd, not really believing in anything she can't touch. I mean sure, she believe's there's a life after death. Just not cats who have riddles and don't help much when they get imprisoned. The Main reason for this- Well why don't you just ask her?
Shadewhisper's Interview
The Pure black She cat walks up to you flicking her tail as she sits down. Her green gaze narrows as she sees you staring at her. "What?!" She hisses. Slouching over and looking over, she takes a deep breath. "Hello, I guess. I'm Shadewhisper, you wanted to ask me something?" She mewed.
Your surprised by her sudden change of attitude. Sitting, you think for a moment before you ask a question. Taking a short breath, you start. "So Shadewhisper, do you want to be Shadowclan's next medicine cat.?" You ask.Sighing, Shadewhisper glares up at you. "I don't really want to, but if my clan needs me than hey, I'm okay with giving some cats a few leaves every now and again." She mewed.
Your surprised by how calm she answered, nodding slightly. You flick your eyes to her paws. Seeing her claws dig into the ground, you desided to skip a few big questions for a while. "What do you think your name means?" You ask. She smiles, closing her eyes for a moment, thinking hard.
"I suppose Shade is the color of my pelt, and Whisper is because I move quietly it's like a 'Whisper' of sound." She purred, eyes lighting up.
You notice Shadewhisper takes great pride in her name, you try and get her to tell you more about yourself. "How fast did you learn hunting?" You ask.
Thinking, Shadewhisper lets her claws out of the ground.
"About, 2 and a half moons to kill properly, it took me a while longer to listen and scent my prey." She mewed, letting her tail go to a playful wave rather than a flick.
You think more, Finally asking a more serious question. "Would you want to risk your mental safety to save other cats?"
Her gaze darkens, her tail stops. "Mental Safety? I'm afraid I lost all concern in my mental 'safety' when I got this name." She gets up, making her way over to you. "My clan is more important than my heath,
ha, If I cared for my heath I wouldn't be here right now." She hisses. Walking away.
You walk behind her, "But I have mor-" She cuts you off.
"You asked enough," She mewed, walking away.
--
Shadewhisper takes great pride in her clan, and will do anything to protect it.
She was still a kit in the beginning of the EE, and is only 26 Moons.
She was upset her mentor wouldn't let her fight, and promised to help those when she became a warrior.
Being Raised in The Evil Era, she remembered learning Blazingnight wasn't there true leader and Ratnight along with other cats, took over Thunderclan and Windclan. But She remembered being a young warrior and Seeing Skyclan fight with them. She began to hate Starclan, why didn't they help?! But Shadewhisper knew if she hated Starclan she would be one of the Dark forest cats. So She began to learn more but didn't care much in the end.
--
A Note From Shadewhisper~
I just want to say one thing before I end this form, Or rather,
Moon ends this Form. My name might sound scary, and I might be grumpy but I'm just looking for a place I can feel at home. I love being a warrior, and I love my clan, but everyone complains about hunting with me. And That drives be to be even more mean. So, I guess if I was a medicine cat will give me an escape. I can collect herbs alone, and help cats alone.
I just have one question
WHO WILL ME MY MENTOR?!
--
Shadewhisper builds herself in a hard shell, only to be broken by few she cats. She likes talking about the Warrior code, and living in peace. But inside, there is a fire for battle. Shadewhisper may be a medicine cat in the future, but will always be a warrior at heart~