Snowleopard of DuskClan (My first character)

[shadowfang]

Name: Snowleopard
Age: 15
Gender: She-cat
Personality:

Snowleopard can be very caring but that's only on the surface. She'll abandon her Clan for a better, stronger and eviler Clan at any time and follow any corrupt Leader to the end of the earth. She's still capable of love, particularly towards any tom that's considered dangerous and powerful, and has a motherly instinct, refusing to leave any kit who could be in danger. If no corrupt cat is wandering around, however, she's very relaxed and calm and remains loyal to her Clan. After the events of her life she's always wanted a family of her own to give them a better life than she had experienced.

Description:

Snowleopard is tall and slender with piercing ice-blue eyes and a white pelt that's spotted. When she was younger her pelt lacked the black spots that developed over time as she got older. She has a few scars on her hind legs that tell of battles against other Rogues as a young she-cat. Her long legs make it easy for her to reach higher places or reach down into lower places. Her paws are slightly bigger than most and she has a long tail. piccat.com/pictures/876/snow_leopard.jpg

History:

Talon sat on the edge of Mistclans territory, his senses alert for Rosewhisker. Talon was a large tom who had a long scar running down from just above his right eye to his nose, a light grey pelt that had darker flecks and amber eyes. It wasn't long before the scent of MistClan hit him and a white she-cat with blue eyes ran over to his side, her long tail swishing happily as she saw him.
"You came" she meowed to the Rogue.
"I always come" he said, taking a step forward and rubbing his cheek against hers.
His words remind Rosewhisker of how she had neglected to see him for the past week.
"I'm sorry" she whispered.
"But there's something you need to know" she added.
"Oh?" Talon asked, confused.
"I..." Rosewhisker trailed off as if trying to find the right words. "I need to get back soon before she wakes up"
"Who?" asked Talon, more confused than ever.
"Our-our kit" Rosewhisker managed to tell him.
Talon blinked in surprise.
"Really?"
Rosewhisker nodded slowly, her eyes downcast.
"K-Kits? How many?"
"Only the one. The other two died" Rosewhisker admitted sadly.
"A tom?"
"She-cat"
"I want to see her" Talon told her abrubtly.
"I thought so. I'll bring her tomorrow"
Rosewhisker gave Talon a quick lick on his shoulder and bounded away.


The next day Rosewhisker slipped out of Camp at the same time with a small kit dangling from her jaws. She raced towards the edge of Mistclans territory where Talon was waiting as usual. Rosewhisker placed the kit down between them, the small scrap of white fur meowing pitifully. Talon lowered his head and sniffed her hesitantly.
"Her name's Snowkit" Rosewhisker told him proudly.
Talon lifted his head to give Rosewhisker a hard look.
"Talon?" she asked nervously.
"It's nothing" he muttered, turning and stalking away.
Confused by his actions, Rosewhisker picked up Snowkit and returned to Camp.

When Rosewhisker came the next night Talon wasn't there. She returned every night after that for the next week before finally accepting he wasn't coming back. Time passed quickly and soon Snowkit was stalking round the Nursery, causing havoc with the other kits. One night, when Snowkit couldn't get to sleep, a large tom walked into the Nursery. His amber eye reflected in the pale moonlight. Snowkit only got out half a cry of alarm before the large tom snarled at her.
"Keep quiet"
Trembling, Snowkit did as he said. The tom picked her up roughly and left the Camp. Snowkit noticed two equally intimidating toms follow- one tall and one small but both muscular. When they were a fair distance away from the Camp there was a furious yowl and a white blur hurtled towards Talon, slamming into him with claws unsheathed.
"Mum!" Snowkit cried out in joy.
Talon growled, Snowkit still in his jaws, and easily swatted Rosewhisker to the ground, pinning her to the ground with a large paw, his claws also unsheathed.
"What are you doing!" she demanded, out of breath from the hard blow Talon had landed on her.
"Taking what is rightfully mine" retorted Talon.
"Yours? A kit belongs with her mother!"
"Not if her mother isn't around"
Rosewhiskers eyes widened in horror and Talon removed his paw from where he had her pinned to the ground. With signalled to the two toms with a flick of his tail and they leapt on her.
"Mum!" yowled Snowkit at Rosewhiskers painful yowls as the two toms attacked her.


It was hard for Snowkit to adapt to Rogue life with her father. She missed the feeling of many warm pelts pressed up against her at night and the elders tales. But most of all she missed her mother who was now, Snowkit often hoped, was hunting with StarClan. Her father had changed her name also though she found it hard to respond to. From now on she would be known as Snow. Snow found herself slowly learning how to fend for herself and learned the Rogue's unofficial Code; Kill or be killed, every cat for himself and surivial of the fittest.


One day Snow was hunting with her father when a giant black creature with a white stripe and black beady eyes lumbered towards them. Talon had tried to protect Snow from the badger but it had killed him, leaving Snow without any family left. The events hardened her but left her to feel pity for kits, especially defenceless ones.

Snow spent the rest of her life as a Rogue, wanting to rejoin the Clans. The one Clan she refuses to rejoin, however, is MistClan. She sets her sights instead on DuskClan, a Clan of such treachery she feels a sense of belonging towards it.

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