Larksong::RiverClan

[LARKSONG]
[sing your heart out; i beg you]

[GENDER!!] She-cat
[CLAN!!] RiverClan
[AGE!!] 48 moons
[RANK!!] Senior Warrior

____________[LOOKS]

Oh great. xD So I really do have to remake her...

Alright, Larksong is a tortoiseshell she-cat with blue eyes that are of an ocean hue. She is full of scars, and a spot around her back was stripped of fur in a furious fight. She would look more calm, gentle and graceful and her eyes would look more serene if weren't for her quick uncontrollable temper. She is long-furred though her pelt is ever-so glossy and thick, and her paws are rather big and act as flipper whenever she's swimming. Her senses are - or should I say, were - alert, though they are failing due to her age. She has strong, sharp claws and fangs that are very acute and dangerous if you ever get her enraged. Because of that feature, she can look very intimidating to smaller and more inexperienced foes. However, she is rather gorgeous - from a distance, let me say, because her low tolerance and quick temper practically shatter all the beauty.

____________[PERSONA]

You can say that this old, cranky tortoiseshell has a rotten personality, but that just means that you are one of "them". What I mean by "them" are the group of cats that can't see what lies within her, and her inside voice in which is as beautiful as the song of a lark and practically the complete opposite of her outside self. She usually is quick tempered to most cats and has a low tolerance for mischief and the breaking of any rules - esspecially the warrior code. She's the type that's quick to conclusions and makes rather rash decisions and rarely thinks things out before making a move - well, she's learned her lessons by now, but still it's a part of her. She is a strict mentor to any cat, but having her is lucky, for she is an experienced senior warrior and isn't all that bad - it just takes her a while to warm up to someone, that's all.
Probably rarely anyone except for very young apprentices and kits have witnessed Larksong's soft side. Once the old warrior starts to actually be even a bit more patient and caring about you, you know that you've finally one her respect and/or she's opened up to you. When on this softer side, though, Larksong can be even more defensive and aggressive for those she cares about - like her leader, for example, or her love. Often people may wonder why kits love her so much when obviously the other older cats don't. Some queens are reluctant to show her to her kits, but after the first visit she's always welcome after they see what good effect Larksong has on them. Perhaps it's because of Larksong's extreme desire to have kits herself. She dreams and yearns to find her true, perfect love and to raise her own family of kits as well as the other queens. However, she'll first need to learn how to control herself before any tom would ever fall for her.

____________[HISTORY]

Larksong's bloodline is full of pure RiverClan cats. This fact makes her less tolerant of the other clans, and rises her pride even more. She's always loved RiverClan high above all others, even after her first Gathering. It was her pride and spirit, and she would do anything to defend it as a loyal cat of RiverClan.
Now, you may be wondering how her name came to be. It just happened to be that when she was born, she had a dark-brown-ish bird-shaped spot along her back. You can't see it now; where that spot was is stripped of fur due to an aggressive fight with an intruder. It was due to that and her musical cries at birth did her mother and father (arrg! i wish i still had her old bio - i'm sure i had their names there!) decided to name her Larkkit. She was the only surviving kit of their first litter, and the strongest, too. Later she had a new brother from her mother's second litter. Her mother died giving birth, so she cares much about him.
She was the most superior apprentice at that time. She could fight better, hunt better and swim better than all of her denmates. She would've won more respect, though, if she hadn't boasted all about that.
Her father died later alongside her one the same battle that stripped her fur from the bird-shaped patch. She's been even more less tolerant of everything eversince - except when kits were around, that is. They always cheer her up for reasons no one may ever know.

____________[IC]

Only if this is your first bio.

____________[FAMILY]

[mother] Can't remember. =( I'm pretty sure I included it in my original bio...I'll just make her up xD Okay, her name is Pebblenose and she's a tortoiseshell RiverClan she-cat with a pale grayish - pinkish nose and blue eyes.
[father] Can't remember either xD Again, I'm sure I included it in my original bio. Can I make it up? Okay, let's say his name is Stormclaw and he's pale-gray with blue eyes.
[siblings] CAN'T REMEMBER!!!
I shall make him up...
His name is...Smokepaw...yea, I'll go with that.

____________[PASSWORD]

ANTEDILUVIAN
(did i spell it right?)