&&mouseflight of thunderclan

Mouseflight is attractive she-cat. Her small, tiny body gives justification to her name. She has small, dainty paws that make her steps almost nonexistent. Her tail is long and fluffy, giving a flighty, very airy appearance to her. She looks as if she hovers slightly over the ground, her steps graceful and elegant. She has not one blemish on her body. No scar mares her beauty. No misplaced color patch could affect her elegance. Her broad shoulders give her strength, and her thin legs give her speed.

Her fur is long and fluffy, but not puffy. It doesnt make her seem fatter than what she is. It gives her volume, gives her size. Her coat is an off white color, almost like she is always covered with a thin layer of dust. But that is far from true. She is, rather, never dirty. She wouldn't be caught dead with grime on her coat. She always looks pristine, always formal. It fits her tiny voice. On the outside, you would say she is an innocent apprentice. But I can assure you she is far from.

Lastly I give you her eyes. Beautiful spectacles of a warm, chocolate brown. They are large and round, giving shape to her slender face. They sparkle in the light. And even sometimes when she smiles.

Mouse is first and foremost loyal to Thunderclan. She will fight to the death for her clan, and will see no one break that rule of hers. She is a stickler to the warrior code, and always has been. She wont even as much be more than a cat they exchanged a few words to a cat from another clan. Mouse also will not stand for betrayal - to the clan or to another cat of any clan. She believes in keeping promises, even if it means hurting someone. She is not afraid to get into a fight, as her appearance shows.

Another thing that Mouse values is respect. She gives every Tom, she-cat, kit, apprentice, warrior, elder the same respect she would want someone else to give to her. In return, she expects them to respect her. She is not afraid to throw respect out the window as soon as one demeaning word is caught by her ears. She treats kits as warriors, because that is what they will someday be. She treats elders as warriors, because that is what they once were. She refuses to give a cat anything less than her respect, no matter how much she may not like them as a cat.

She is a she-cat to follow her heart for every decision. She doesn't waste time thinking abut things. She goes with her gut reaction, and would rather not have time to think about things. Because when she thinks, she second guesses herself, and when she second guesses herself, she ends being wrong. So it's best just to go with her initial reaction and hope for the best. Now just because she's impulsive and truthful, doesn't mean she's judgmental. In fact, she's quite the open-hearted gal. She doesn't judge on rumors or whispers. She'll size you up from the first time she sees you, assess you from there, and then move on with her life. It's not her business to try to give advice to the lost or scold the wayward. Rather, she's one to accept every way of life and personality, telling herself that not everyone will be like her.

She's a very good listener, on that note. And a very good secret keeper. Seeing as she doesn't really participate in the normal female gossiping (because she's probably out training somewhere), and she doesn't really have any friends due to her antisocialness (which we will discuss later) so basically, she doesn't have anyone to tell a secret too. Other than Smallstar, but come on. Really. Who would want to talk to the leader about his warrior's secrets? Well okay, I can see where SOMEONE might, but not Mouseflight! She's likes to avoid serious conversations, and would rather just participate in small talk. She loathes being serious, which is why most of the time she's just blunt in her head. If you ask her opinion, be prepared to get it, but more often than not she likes to keep her thoughts in her head. Not that she's scared of what you'll think, it's just that she'd rather talk about the weather. So much interesting.

Mouseflight is a she-cat that would rather be in her own head than talking with someone else. She doesn't avoid cats, but she certainly isn't a bubbly, social butterfly. She does like to have fun, just she'd rather have it by herself. She isn't necessarily awkward in conversations, she just might stare at you for a while before responding to whatever question you asked, debating whether or not she actually wants to answer. Most of the time she is at least civil and polite, or tries to be, but she is an impulsive kitty. You never know what's going to come out of her mouth.

Being as impulsive as she is, it would be a miracle if she didn't have a temper. But, there's no Starclan, so why would there be a miracle? Because she does. She is quick to get angry, but only over big things. Most little things she can let go and breathe through it, but you can bet she's clawing your eyes in her mind. But Starclan help you if you lie to or betray her because you'll be lucky to survive the night. When she gets mad, she goes into a blind rage and just tears anything and everything in path. She will hunt you down and won't stop until she feels satisfied you have paid for your betrayal. The thing is, most of the time she feels guilty afterwards. And she remembers everything. Every word she uttered, every claw she raised, every blow she made it. But within in a day or two, the guilt is gone. Because she knows life's too short to live in the past.

Mouseflight was born to Nightwind and Stoneflight of Thunderclan. They were in love for many moons, and had a litter of three. Two boys and one girl. Brokenkit died within the first few minutes, a development problem with his lungs didnt allow him to get air into system. So the in love couple were left with just two kits. Mouseflight and Frostedfoot. Now, Stoneflight was a very depressed she-cat, very emotionally unstable. And Nightwind fought for moons upon moons with her over Brokenkit, trying to convince her that it wasn't her fault. She never listened. She tried to kill herself many times before the kits were even apprentices. And on the day of their apprentice ceremony, she succeeded. She had jumped into the almost frozen lake, and no one found her in time. She didnt know how to swim. Devastated and feeling responsible somehow, Nightwind dedicated his life to protecting his kits, perhaps even sheltering them too much.

Going through her apprenticeship without a mother was hard on Mouseflight. She had to find ways to get out her anger, he emotions, and she did that through climbing trees and jumping from one to another one like a flying squirrel. She enjoyed training, and learning everything and about anything and everything. Knowledge intrigued her, and repulsed Frostedfoot. He was always rebellious and temepermental, always fighting with their father about freedom to do as he wished. Really Frosted just wanted to be out from under his father's overbearing rule, and Mouse couldn't blame him. B
He stayed around for her, because begged him too, but she knew that would only last so long.

When they became warriors, Frosted and Night got into big time. Frosted blames his father for their mothers death, and the screaming could be heard for miles around. They never came back from the forest that night. Mouse heard rumors that Frosted was in the city getting high off catnip and living it up. She also heard a rogue named Abyss killed her father, but no body was ever found.