that's whatcha get ; softcloud.

[loneleh-la]

paramore
that's what you get

No sir, well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore
It's your turn, to take a seat we're settling the final score
And why do we like to hurt, so much?
I can't decide
You have made it harder just to go on
And why?
All the possibilities...
Well I was wrong

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[ softcloud ]
65-moon she-cat warrioress of Brightclan.
soft - smooth & agreeable to the touch; gentle or mild; warm-heart or compassionate.
cloud - a visible collection of particles of water or ice suspended in the air, usually at an elevation above the earth's surface.[/i][/size]

That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa!
That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa...
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating.
And that's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa.
I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you're not here.
'Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here.
I still try... holding onto silly things, I never learn.
Oh why? All the possibilities. I'm sure you've heard.

photograph.

Where should I start? Softcloud posesses the perfect balance of feminine and slenderness that make her nine kinds of beautiful. She's small, but limber. Gentle, but sharp. She has the looks that would make others jealous, except that she's too nice and soft to be jealous of. But it's every feature that makes the cat. So let's continue on as we explore the exact things that make Softcloud, well, Softcloud.

Let's start off with her body. Softcloud was born with a small torso, but it only made her look more docile (instead of looking like a runt, for example). Her slender frame carries her with an elegance that comes only by nature. You might have guessed already, but she doesn't weight much. Her limbs are long, however, make her appear taller, and are good for running (if she every felt the need to). Her paws are small, perfect for the femme to walk with. On the bottom are soft, pink pads that still appear unworn. Sharp shoulder blades jut out from her back, and when she moves, they bob back and forth with a fluid grace only felines posess. Her body is narrow as well, and when she sticks her muzzle out, she almost looks like an arrow. Her tail is not too long or short, but just right.

Softcloud's head can almost be described as a teardrop with a wide bottom and sharp angles. The top of her head is the wide part, with plenty of room for her two, triangular ears to sit. They taper off to thin points, unlike other feral cats. Sharp cheekbones jut out from the sides of her face, adding to her beauty. Her chin is rounded-off but small, making her seem softer. Her muzzle is small as well, and her mouth is curved from all the smiling she does. Her almond-shaped eyes are set far apart, for a better view of what's around her. The irises are a dark moss color. It's as if you can see the forest's foilage in her eyes.

Her fur is short, but still feels smooth and silky. She is a calico-and-white, meaning she has lots of red & black patches as well as white fur. The white covers part of her face, her chest, her front limbs, part of her tail, and her underside. Her paws are white as well. Red and black patches cover everywhere from the top of her head, her neck, her back, her rump, her back limbs, and part of her tail.

That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa!
That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa..
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating.
And that's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa

The best and most general word to describe Softcloud's nature is, in fact, in her name. Softcloud is soft and kindly. She has some kind of internal sunshine that makes her shine bright on the outside. She offers a smile to everyone, whether it's offered to a grumpy elder or a tiny kit. Everyone loves her for who she is. But there's more to her than just softness!

Gentle. Softcloud can't help but be nice to anyone. She's pretty popular among her fellow warriors, because she never tries to exclude anyone. She takes pity on the less fortunate (i.e. her brother Whitewolf, who lost part of a limb, and others who are injured), and sometimes she wonders if she should've become medicine cat. However, Softcloud can't help but make disgusted faces when she thinks of the various illnesses and other gross things she would come across, and she knows she's fine as a warrior. Of course, she's never been the best warrior, but she's fast, and she will fight when provoked.

Docile. Unlike a rebelious sort of person, Softcloud isn't hard to control, and is fairly obedient. She's passive as well, which is to be expected. She's not that emotional, unless it concerns her ex (see next paragraph). She loyal to her clan, but to Softcloud, love comes first, whether she recieves it from someone in her clan or another one. She also adapts easily to any type of situation (she's good at sorting out arguements), and learns new things fast.

When Softcloud was younger, she took on a mate in Serenityclan. After he broke it off, though, Softcloud became majorly depressed. She had a son from him, Elkheart, that helped her through her sadness when he was only an apprentice. However, she became closer to her friend, Pinewhisker, and everyday the pain becomes easier and easier to deal with Pinewhisker to distract her and blot it out.

However, she's strong. What muscular power she lacks she makes for in mind power. She's smart, and she's the kind of girl who knows what she's talking about. She's also very peaceful. She'd rather make a pact with the next clan than get her paws bloody. And lastly, instead of blurting out what's on her mind, she takes her time to think something through before she says or does something. She might seem slow that way, but really, she's better off than someone who shows all of their emotions on their face.

Pain, make your way to me. (to me)
And I'll always be just so inviting.
If I ever start to think straight,
This heart will start a riot in me,
Let's start... Start, hey!

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They were born from Rowanbranch's mistake to fool around with Hollyflank, even though he had already had three previous mates. The product was Softkit and Whitekit, a "fatherless" litter. Softkit was a pretty calico-and-white, and Whitekit was, well, white. The two were close, but they let Dark-kit, a younger she-kit Whitekit had befriended, play with them. They did everything together. Sometime's Dark-kit's brother Foxkit would tag along, but no one really liked him. Softkit was geniunely nice to him, like she was with everyone, but she didn't try to be friends with him.

After they became Softcloud, Whitewolf and Darksmoke, her brother got into a fight with a badger, and lost one of his back legs. No one really liked Whitewolf because he was so arrogant, but Softcloud and Darksmoke would still visit him everyday in the medicine cat's den. After he healed, Darksmoke became his mate, and Softcloud became an aunt. They had three toms: Beechkit, Rowankit, and Harshkit.

Around the same time her brother & friend became mates, Softcloud had decided to go out in the territory for a stroll. While passing along the border, she met Silverflower, a warrior of Serenityclan. Instead of attacking him, as a good warrior should do, she started to talk to him. They became fast friends and visited each other a lot. Before long, they became mates, and Softcloud's white belly grew a little bigger everyday. When Softcloud met with Silverflower to tell him about their kits, he broke it off with her, saying he couldn't deal with having a mate in another clan. She became depressed, because she had really loved Silverflower.

She had two kits. One was stillborn, but the other survived. She named him Elk-kit. He was only a few moons younger than Whitewolf's kits, so he was able to stay close to his cousins. However, he often stayed with Softcloud, to help her deal with her depression over her mate. A friend of hers, named Pinewhisker, helped her a lot as well. They became very close. He was like a father to the newly-apprenticed Elkpaw, and an uncle to Beechpaw, Harshpaw and Rowanpaw.

After Rowanpaw was found dead next to his Serenityclan mate Flowerpaw, life went along for the whole family. The two nephews and Softcloud's son grew up, and became Beechclaw, Harshtouch, and Elkheart. Darksmoke died of an illness. Beechclaw was recently named the new deputy of Brightclan. And as for Softcloud, she grows closer and closer to Pinewhisker everyday (if only one of them would say something to the other!).

Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh why do we like to hurt so much?
That's what you get when you let your heart win! Whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
I can't trust myself with anything but this,
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

mother // Hollyflank
father // Rowanbranch
brother // Whitewolf
sister-in-law // Darksmoke
nephews // Beechclaw, Harshtouch, Rowanpaw
mate // Silverflower
son // Elkheart
friend // Pinewhisker

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[miss kuri]

THIS BIOGRAPHY GETS THE BRIGHTCLAN STAMP OF APPROVAL!
Wait, I've heard of Rowanpaw and Flowerpaw before. :/ does she have some connection to the Free/Broken plot?

[loneleh-la]

NOPE!!!!! (:

[idk my bff brindle]

Okay, this is about a year late, but Flowerpaw was Brokencalling's sister, and Rowanpaw was Beechclaw's brother, and they became mates but Brokencalling accidentally killed Rowanpaw while attacking him because he was angry at the tom. So yeah, I decided to relate Rowanpaw to Beechclaw when writing Beech's biography (:

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