Post by Elf on Apr 13, 2013 21:12:18 GMT -5
[/size][/sup]NEWT THAT SITS ON ROCKSthirty-nine . female . hetero . falling waters
>> the basics: newt that sits on rocks was named such because her mother had previously seen newts sitting on the rocks by the beach before her kitting and it was the first thought she had. newt is a heterosexual cat, meaning she likes toms solely. her age is thirty-nine moons and she belongs to the tribe of falling waters, in fact she is the healer.
short silver tabby with green eyes and a squished face.
>> Appearance:
at first you notice the soft, slightly glossy eyes of newt. they only appear glossy because she seems to have fallen into the depths of her mind and walks around in a dream-like state. for the most part, however, newt's eyes are a deep green-amber color, that can be described as more green then amber. newt we notice her pelt which is like, very short in length and yet, is thick. her pelt appears at it's usual, slightly clean and yet slightly messy as she only gets the time to clean half himself before a thought strays into her mind and she is distracted. her pelt is silver in color, making her resemble her father in built and color the most. with black tabby stripes and spots littering her body. her built is very bulky, but graceful looking... if that makes any sense.
sweet. naive . intelligent
>> Personality:
she sees things as not the end, but a new beginning.
she has always been an open cat, probably the most open cat in most of the clans as she gives off a caring, warm and happy aura that draws cats to her. she's caring for cats of all ages and at a very young age she took kits under her wing, becoming like a big brother in a sense. always smiling, that's how the world views newt, a frown never gracing her face unless times are really troubled. she seems to carry himself in such a way that cats notice right away that she is a kind cat, and can be approached should you need anything.
innocent is a way to describe some of newt's outlook, she's always appearing naive in some of the more inappropriate jokes her friends may express, and her blank innocent look when she's being talked to about the next best she-cat /or/ tom, is described as cute. while she stares out at the world as if it is pure and sweet, one whose observant skills are top notch will notice the small little smile she gets when she thinks no one is looking.
the she-cat has a near perfect memory, reciting things that some may not even remember saying. but she's a bit over the top with it; always gaining this serious look that looks odd on her usually dreamy face. the first thing cats will notice is that her eyes become non-glossy and her innocent little smile vanishes and she becomes a blank slate that just spews out words and facts that one wouldn't expect from her.
then there is a suddenly the one aspect many cats don't know about newt. she's as stubborn as a mule and because of her caring nature she is more stubborn when it comes to a cat's health. newt is hard to make angry, but once one has brought the anger, she is a fierce cat. she lashes out not only with words but with claws and fangs bared.
>> History: Sun that shines Bright (Bright) and Mouse that hides under rocks (Mouse) were two unusual prey-hunters. They were not quite friends and not quite enemies, more like tribe mates who coupled on the night of the longest sun. The two were blessed two moons later with three kits. The Eldest being Salamander that crawls on trees (Salamander), Anole that hides under roots (Anole) and Newt that sits on rocks (Newt). The three kits were tight knit, Salamander being the only boy, and Anole and Newt being the little kits. It was no surprise when the Healer, Crow that swoops off Trees (Crow), came to the mother was suggested ranks for the three. Anole was suggested to be a prey-hunter, to which she agreed, and Salamander was suggested to be a cave-guard to this Salamander would later agree But it was when Crow approached Newt that he spoke different words.
'Newt you say? Our ancestors have spoken to me about newts covering our rocks... perhaps...'
That was the day Newt was asked to be the healer's apprentice once she was of age. So for the next two moons of her life she sat with her brother and sister and plan, a great plan of protecting the tribe - it would be later in that day they would call her out on repeating the exact words Crow had spoken last moon. But who knew, who cared, and slowly they reach the age of 6 moons, which was when to-bes were apprenticed. Salamander went off to his guard duties, Anole went off to her hunter duties. Newt was sent off to Crow's den and that was when she learned the ways of the Healer.
Crow was gentle with her, sweet and gave her a sense of safety, and had she been any other type of cat she would of gladly acted upon her feelings. You see at the safe age of eleven moons she had fallen head over heels for her older mentor. There was a coupling between the two, something they stood proud and happy about, and it brought joy to the younger she-cat at the thought of carrying her mentor and love's kits. She had no longer turned thirteen moons when she discovered her pregnancy. Many were confused, and conflicted and slowly they either grew to accept it or disapprove of it. Newt gave birth to a litter of five kittens and only one survived, to which she named Bat that flies at night.
Crow was excited to have a son, and together the two healers pampered the little tom, but alas Crow went back to his job and for six moons Newt raised their son and slowly when Bat became a cave-guard, Newt began her training once more. Not long after, ten moons later, Crow passed on because he fell from the cliff. Newt was upset, and with her son the two moan their Healer like everyone else. Thus, we come full circle.
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