Mistyshade | ThunderClan | Warrior | She/her | 32 moons

"I've come to wash you to the shore, where you will be; nevermore. I'm done with this, you traitor, I was always better off without you."

 

Black she-cat with white splotches and markings; leafy green eyes.

Mistyshade is a loyal ThunderClan warrior. All her thoughts are about loyalty, and it's hard to veer her off that path. The only ones that can do that are cats that Misty qualifies as "loved ones". For this, they need to be very close her, probably have known her for many years, and are somewhat loyal to the clan.

 

Mistyshade's list of loved ones:

Brightkit ; Flowerkit ; Newtheart ; Dovekit ; Owlflame

 

Personality:

Mistyshade has deeply changed after the battle with RiverClan. Her mindset has grown to be even more loyal and determined - and that’s not fully a good thing. It made her even more hard-working, determined to make a change. This seems like a perfect mindset, but isn’t. Due to the stress she is giving herself, due to oftentimes telling herself she’s disloyal if she doesn’t do something, it makes Mistyshade be worn out. She wakes up every day from one hour of sleep, which isn’t a healthy habit. Then, she mostly immediately goes hunting, coming back to camp after a while with prey. Mistyshade always seemed way too worn out, and her paws mostly hurt. Deep down, she knows she has to stop with this, but her other thoughts tell her that would be disloyal. Since she got kits, Mistyshade has become protective and easily offended. If anyone says something bad about her kits, Mistyshade will strike back, probably forming an unhealthy relationship with that cat. She has become very closed due to her protectiveness. Of course, she stands by the sides of her friends like it always has been, but is cautious before forming new friendships. A tough, hard to crack shell has become of the once happy, bubbly and loyal warrior. Mistyshade doesn't notice this. She is strict with herself, and has made no move to change her personality so far. If cats ask her about this, she replies with “Loyalty is my motivation”. Not many cats understand this, and deep down, she doesn’t herself. Obviously, it makes sense to be loyal and have that as motivation. But Mistyshade herself knows that loyalty doesn’t mean being worn out, dreading to stand up every day and open her eyes. She plans to make a change in her personality, because she knows it can’t keep going like this forever. What she is really looking for is a shoulder to lean on, a cat to trust with all her heart. Something like a mate, who helps take care of her kits. Mistyshade knows this won’t ever happen. Actually, on the other hand, she’s not sure if she even really wants it. She enjoys having kits for herself, to love, to care for, to form a bond with. This makes most cats be rather nervous to approach her. If she doesn’t know them, she can be rather hostile, even though she doesn’t know or notice this. This makes Mistyshade be not as loved throughout the clan as she once was. Everyone probably liked her more as a bubbly, brave and loyal individual but she doesn’t feel like it any more. In case you are wondering, yes, Mistyshade is having mental problems. It’s not a mental illness or something, but it’s a bit like depression. Depression in another form. She doesn’t know what’s happening with herself - but still she stays strong, standing up for everyone. Mistyshade is still the strong warrior she always was. She is still amazing in combat, and strictly fights for her clan. When she loses a battle, she can become very furious with herself. If this happens, she isolates herself from her clanmates for sometime. She doesn’t enjoy this time, but alone time truly makes her see herself in a critical way. In alone time, Mistyshade realizes that something is wrong. That she isn’t herself anymore. This makes her determined to change herself.

 

Appearance:

Mistyshade is pretty large, the largest she can get, because her growth has stopped and she is that height from now until she shrinks due to age. Her build is strong, but also great for hunting, due to her lean and quick paws. Onto her claws, they are long, and perfect for climbing trees. This adds to her benifit in hunting. However, her overall build is better for fighting. Mistyshade's paws are big, and there are three marks along each, space for the claws when she wants to sheath them. Moving on to her fur, it is a very dark black. However, Mistyshade does have some tabby stripes. They are a rather dark grey, all along her pelt, closing around her tail. At her tail, the tabby marks become more of speckles, in a round and circular form. They also get lighter towards her muzzle, white is a very light white-grey. To her tail tip, it is also a grey-ish white. The texture there is very fluffy and protective. Mistyshade's fur is very thick, but becomes thinner during newleaf and greenleaf. It is always well groomed and glossy, since she doesn't want to look untidy when with older warriors, or even apprentices. To her eyes, they are a shiny and dark fern green. They remind of summer, and are full of warmth. Her eyes also symbolize her wiseness. To her ears, they have small scars in them, from fights. They're also black.

 

Born to Flyclaw and Riverheart along with Dovefoot and Brightwing

 

EDUCATION:
Oceanmist (Former Mentor) @/NPC
Foxpaw (Current Apprentice) @/Pheasantflight
Faithpaw (Current Apprentice) @/Shimm

ROMANTIC:
Crush: Newtheart @/Naiad
Mate: N/A
Offspring: Brightkit @/Nixey
Dovekit @/Skycloud
Skipkit @/Vessel
Flowerkit @/Singing Jay

CONNECTIONS:
Best Friend(s): N/A
Friend(s): Owlflame @/North
Acquaintance(s): Open
Enemies: Open

 

HISTORY:

WIP

 

Literature "Theme":

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

BY MAYA ANGELOU

 

Notable Roleplays:

What Once Was w/ Whitewolf

Firefly Cove w/ Whitewolf and Pigeon