Post by peppermint on May 6, 2020 5:46:37 GMT
Mallardcreek
Meadowclan ∙ Warrior ∙ Female ∙ 23 moons
Appearance
Description sentence:
A cinnamon-tortie she-cat with olive-green eyes
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Gene String: N/A
Appearance:
Mallard, as far as her build goes, is actually quite lean-- while not entirely bulky nor thin, she has a remarkably strong set of shoulders; even if it isn’t very obvious. Her height is average, and her fur length is also average in length (with the exception of her long, tufted cheeks, hair tuft, poofy tail-tip and tufted front-ankles). Her ears are small and rounded.
Her fur is thick and soft, albeit messy and tangly. Sporting a mild pelt of a variety of browns and golds, she pairs it with swampy-green eyes. Her nose is a dusty purple, right alongside her paw-pads. Her overall appearance resembles what she was named after-- a little duckling.
Also, much like her bloodline intended, she has remarkably long claws (despite her rather little feet)-- perfect for grabbing hold and grounding herself.
Personality
Positive Traits: • Honest; Loyal • Extroverted • Open-minded | Negative Traits: • Blunt • Impatient • Over-thinker |
Personality:
It’s no surprise that Mallard enjoys good company. This brash molly adores cracking jokes and telling good stories to raise whiskers-- for it seems she has a knack for making even the most uneventful of patrols exciting, and has no qualms of making others laugh (even at her own expense).
Though, despite that trait, most others are surprised to find that Mallard is actually fairly intelligent and wise due to her analytical nature. For every cat she meets, she meets another fascinating mind-- sparking her curiosity to know more. She makes a great ally to have (or the worst enemy to have), for she seems to always know what others are thinking… Weird.
Because of this curious, sociable and philosophical personality, she is unbelievably honest. If you want to hear the truth, just find Mallard-- she’ll provide what you need to hear, and provide a shoulder to cry on.
A loyal, empathetic, and passionate friend and fighter, she strives to be her best when she can, and will most often own up to her mistakes, offer ideas, and ensure those around her feel good.
Sure, Mallard comes of as naive and overly-friendly, but everyone has their darker side.
Though honesty can be good, it’s not always the best policy… Mallard can often be a bit too blunt with the truth, not thinking of consequences until later or until someone points it out. So, much to her dismay, she often finds herself hurting feelings of others’. She especially hates being lied to, and often won’t take the betrayal too lightly.
She’s smart, but spends WAY too much time in her head-- forming thoughts that plague her mind with unrealistic scenarios that often send her into an internal tizzy. This is why she prefers to be talking-- to keep herself from thinking too much.
Because of this, she’s actually pretty well-guarded. No one can really tell truths of her that aren’t put on display sheerly because she keeps her book closed for only her eyes to read (with the acception of a few friends). Hating to drag herself and others down with her big thoughts can be overwhelming, which most cats can find to be confusing considering her love for long talks (whether they be about which prey is best or merely comforting another over a heartbreak).
Finally, and while she can display this at some moments, Mallard’s is pretty open about her impatience. If a cat is walking too slowly in front of her, someone misses an obvious piece of prey, no matter-- she’ll be sure to let you know.
Skills & Combat
Strengths: • Great Swimmer • Long claws • Stands her ground; knows when to choose her battles | Weaknesses: •Impatient with tasks at times • Indecisive; Worrier • Not the fastest runner |
Character Background
History:
Mallardcreek was born to two warriors in a second kitting as the only survivor of two-- Snailstreak and Scorchfeather, alongside her older brothers; Honeyblaze and Rubbletuft. Nothing short of an average life, with the known fact that her parents weren’t exactly on the best of terms.
Throughout her life, Mallard and her siblings found themselves caught in between their crumbling family’s disputes-- most of which ended in Snailstreak padding away from her mate.
It became clear as they grew, the kits were to decide which parent they preferred over the other. Though her siblings chose their mother, Mallard always ran to her father, or even her uncle (Mirebelly); thoroughly upsetting her mother.
Throughout most of her apprenticeship, Mallardpaw would focus on her training and take time to hang around her friends and family, though her mother often just… sat there.
The bigger she grew, the more obsessive her mother became. Snailstreak suddenly became interested in what Mallard would be doing from morning till’ sunset, to which it was mainly Scorchfeather who swooped in to save her tail.
So, imagine the shock when, one day, Scorchfeather had fallen and drowned in a nearby lake. Seeing as to how absent her mother was, Mirebelly and his mate, Cherrysplash, adopted her into their lives.
Soon, her warrior assessment came to. For so long she had waited for this moment-- to show her father, Aunt and uncle that their love wouldn’t go unappreciated, and in its’ few days of preparation, Snailstreak comes by to congratulate her and expresses her pride.
However, it ends up that she fails her assessment-- the big moment. However, it seems her littermates passed no problem-- to which she finds great embarrassment and shame.
After congratulating her siblings, Snailstreak approaches Mallardpaw to off-handedly comment how she could have passed if she had just had the loving help a mother could provide-- love she says that Scorchfeather, Mirebelly or Cherrysplash could never give. She finishes this statement by murmuring about how it wasn’t very kind of her to attempt to earn her place with the intention of not carrying both parents’ legacies.
So, Mallardpaw trained. She trained for moons on end, under the watchful eye of her mother.
Even when she earned her name, she felt it unsatisfying-- revolting, even, to see the dastardly satisfaction her mother presented upon her daughter graduating under her watch.
It was tainted.
However, a little into her warrior-hood, Snailstreak and Cherrysplash had fallen ill due to the sickly water in the old land. Cherrysplash had died, but Snailstreak sauntered off to get help from Twolegs, deciding to stay with them for the rest of her journey throughout whatever life she had left. She urged her children to join her, but in the end, it was only Honeyglade who followed after his mother, loyal to her. Rubbletuft and Mallardcreek stayed behind, Mallard being the brunt of Snailstreak’s cursed for being “betrayed.” In the end, Snailstreak had died, and Honeyblaze’s whereabouts are unknown. Of course, Snailstreak was still Mallard’s mother too, and for the first time in moons, Mallard and her remaining sibling had come together to grieve as they journeyed.
But, fate is wily and unforgiving-- for her brother seemed to disappear in one blink a little way into the journey, alongside Mirebelly himself, much to her absolute shock and heartbreak. For a small period of time, she had settled in one of the older clans-- that is, until, twolegs invaded and clan politics tore everything apart. Seeking a stable home, she and a few surviviors managed to find all new land, form new clans and a tribe, and finally began to settle anew.
However, as she travelled, she found something odd-- the fact that she couldn’t muster the urge to keep being upset and confused.
Upon joining Meadowclan, Mallardcreek lifted herself from this mentality-- for so long she just walked out. She walked out on those she loved, and been hurt by--the chase for stability felt endless.
Having been settled in Meadowclan, she keeps her head held high, always on the ready to crack a joke and give a paw when need be. Deep down, she longs to make connections worth while-- but the battle starts internally. If she wants to make her own legacy, she has to start small, and stop letting the past drag her back to the starting line.
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Family:
Mother: Snailstreak (Deceased)
Father: Scorchfeather (Deceased)
Siblings: Honeyblaze (Brother; Status Unknown), Rubbletuft (Brother; Status Unknown), Ribbitkit (Brother; Deceased)
Uncle: Mirebelly (Deceased)
Aunt: Cherrysplash (Deceased)
Friends: Mountainsong
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
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