Butterflyheart | WaterClan

[.F.r.o.z.e.n. |Gorsey|]

.x.name.x.-Butterfluheart
.x.gender.x.-she-cat
.x.rank.x.-Warrior/Queen
.x.age.x.-38 moons
.x.clan.x.-WaterClan
.x.quick description.x.-Beautiful calico she-cat with blue eyes.

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Butterflyheart has a sleek well-groomed pelt of the most various of colors. Patches of fiery ginger blotch her coat on her face, paws and tail, while black and brown cover her back, legs, most of her face, and the base of her tail. Her toes, chest, underbelly and tail tip are bathed in white, while her claws and whiskers match that faint hue. Her eyes are a deep, solid blue color, and, when reflected by the sun or moon, look as if she has been placed in a fairy tail. When moisture is in the air, her eyes change from a deep dark blue to a light, jay colored hue. Her fur is medium length, her feathery tail barely brushing the ground when it is not erect in excitement. Tufts of white fur protrude from between her toes, cushioning her pawsteps as she walks.

Butterflyheart is a very graceful cat, walking nimbly among tree branches and roots with the greatest of ease. Her claws are sharp and dig deep into bark, soil, and caked earth so that she can keep her unerring balance. With gracefulness comes the ability to hunt, and she loves doing so in her spare time or on hunting patrols. Her fighting moves are unique, but don't always have the best outcome.

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Butterflyheart is the sweetheart of sweethearts. She is kind and loving, affectionate in all ways. As an apprentice, her favorite duties were looking after the kits in the Nursery while the Queens hunted or continued to proceed in warrior duties. Butterflyheart is sometimes too compassionate for her own good. She tries to stick with the Warrior Code as much as possible, but if a cat needs help or appears to be in pain, she wouldn't hesitate to cross the border and help. Though her soft outer shell might intimate that she is weak, you would be wrong. When the heat of battle reaches her camp, you'd better watch out for peaceful, graceful Butterflyheart, or you might not leave with your fur intact. As her kindness and Clan loyalty can be more than she can handle, it can also make her a raging fighter among her clanmates if battle should ever arise.

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Butterflyheart was a Loner at one time, wandering the forest on her own and living the life of the Lone. however, when she was just 7 moons old, she stumbled upon the new WinterClan, when it was just a baby of two or three warriors and Winterstar. Butterflyheart was then just Butterfly, young and keen to learn about this "StarClan" and "Warrior Code". She adapted to Clan life easily, training and earning her name. Her efforts were strenuous, but in the end it went for the better. When WinterClan proclaimed itself a Clan of the Forest, Butterflyheart had her doubts about her own lineage. She never though not being Clan born would be a problem in the other Clans, but the more she learned, the more likely it seemed that StarClan would reject her. But when WinterClan disbanded she joined WaterClan, finding a new home. Doubts plague her everyday as she fights even harder to earn her place in WaterClan, but she is strong willed and spirited, paving the way for her future as a WaterClan cat.

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The light breeze drifted softly into the warriors den, rustling the leaves that lay on the ground. The small kiss of sunlight on the ground faded quickly as a cloud covered the fiery mass, sending a cold spell into the den. A lump if calico fur rested in the far corner of the den, gently rising and falling with each breath the she-cat took. The breeze strengthened, ruffling the calico's fur. Deep blue eyes opened lazily as Butterflyheart awoke, shaking the moss out of her fur as she stretched. Her whiskers flicked back and forth as the clouds covered more and more of the sky. Butterflyheart wandered out of the den, looking up to the sky. The clouds were a dark gray, foreboding and filled with rain. Like dark gray cloaks they hung in the air, thick with precipitation. For a moment they just hung in the air, then they released their load. In sheets the rain began pouring down, drenching the dry soil below it. As many cats might retreat into their dens, Butterflyheart stayed in the open, welcoming the water into her fur, literally soaking up a sensation of relaxation. Water mesmerized and fascinated Butterflyheart, and she loved every second of the downpour. Her eyes changed from a very dark blue to a lighter hue with rain, and at the moment her eyes were a light jay blue. A purr of satisfaction erupted from the calico as she stretched and curled up to sleep in the rain.

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