Silverthroat's Revamp #3

[Silverthroat]

:Characters Name:I go by.
Silverthroat

:Gender:The body works.
She-Cat

:Clan:I live in
Mist Clan, ex-Medicine cat. She continues to return, but has strong wanderlust.

:Breed of Cat:My race is
She appears to have a bangle linage; but she's a pure mutt. With her father’s parents and parents back it's almost imposable to keep a blood-line going.
Her dame was a bangle though.

:Age:I have lived long enough to be
Adult

:Character Description:I look like
Silverthroat has a simple fur pattern mapping. A slick silver tabby coat with thick straight fur. Her body is slimly filled out, her muscle mass slipping away from the abuse she's caused herself. Outside the dark grey stripes and lighter silver fur underneath, it lightens to simple silver around her throat, hence her name.

:Character Personality:I act like
Silverthroat is an unreadable, unless you go through her eyes, which are hardly ever shielded; although she does try. Underneath she's soft and caring in a firm way. She manages to hide it well, but Silverthroat is troubled and broken inside. Pacing in her den. Outside her mind you would never know she was ready to explode. It brings her pleasure to please others, and she it constantly trying to do so.

Her troubled nature had led her to turn on herself when she could find no one else to blame. Self-injury is her main escape. But really, she’s crazy lonely; and began to show symptoms of bipolar-mania and schizophrenia.

:Character History:And this is what happened before
She was born beside the river one night. Her mother, a kitty pet that lived mostly outside was abandon when she bred with a local rouge and destroyed the kits' pure lineage.
That rouge was actually the ex medicine cat of StoneClan, kicked out after the clan found out he was in love with the kitty pet. Silverthroat's mother stayed for a week or two with her kits. Then one day her and the two other kits where gone. Silverthroat, the healthiest of the litter, was left there to be cared for by the clan. The distends from her parents has worn on her at a young age.

To try to fill the void she became a medicine cat too, like her father. She seemed to do just as well; started out strong. Healing and loving it. But then things took a turn for the worst and wanderlust overtook her. She headed to the mountains and just walked. Not knowing when she would return or where she was going.

On her travels she got lonely. Went crazy…

When she did come back, she was welcomed with her apprentices naming, cats growing, and the clan seemed to be at about full strength.
As her yearnings took over her again, she listened to battle cried and smelled blood loss as she didn't go so far away.
Her bonds with the land pulled her back again; but this time what will she find?

:Anything Else:Something more
Silverthroat seems to have taken up another personality, lovingly named Tuesday, who she calls ‘her crow’