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LittleChirp

A little bird told me something about you
Full Name:Littlechirp
Nicknames: Chirp
Gender: Female
Age: 25 Moons
Breed: Heavily mixed
Status: Healthy
Sexuality: Pansexual

Clan: River Clan
Rank: Warrior
Family:
Sire: Bearfang (Alive)
Dam: Softhoot (Alive)
Siblings: 2 Sisters and 2 Brothers (All Alive)

Personality

Everything else is just skin deep

Cunning
Like all felines, each have their own state of being cunning. Littlechirp is a cunning creature and tends to think ahead of the game. Chirp has no issues of lying her way out of issues. With her vast amount of knowledge one has to wonder is there something she can't seem to weasel her way out of?

Aware/Alert
Ears always keen and eyes always focused, Chirp is very aware of things that happen about her clan. Chirp enjoys being able to look elsewhere, yet listen to such lovely tidbits of information. Chirp remains alert, and ready for anything, a great example of what a warrior should be right? A prime example of such a fine warrior

Leader
Chirp has the qualities of being a great leader, she knows how to act and rises up to each challenge. She will never be the sheep that follows mindlessly to the words of a wolf. Chirp has her own plans, and with being cunning of words and knowing what is happening, it wouldn't be hard for her to gain few followers here and there.

Lively
Does Chirp ever seem like she's a downer? Not ever it seems. Chirp is smiling and enjoying life and always seems ready to go! Chirp takes each day like it is a gift from above. She knows life is never constant, oh she knows there are terrible things in the woods, evil deeds happen in the woods, especially when alone.

Power Hungry
Ever sine she was young Chirp has craved the life of being a higher up feline, to over look the clan. What has made her seem so power hungry? The promise of what comes when being a leader, to speak with starclan, to gain the extra lives. The mere idea would make her quiver with delight. Chirp has ever intention of climbing her way to the top.

Resourceful
Chirp knows how to use the land around her to her advantage. She knows how to survive the home clan and even has trained herself to do without food and water to test her body to the limit. Chirp can handle what life throws at her and seems to have a knack at escaping death.

Polite
Oh so you think a cat that may be tainted in the brain has no way of being polite? Well guess again. Chirp is polite as can be, she dips her head in greeting, listens to the elders and helps her clan when she can. You see and old wise tale once spoke of being able to warp minds with sweet words. Oh she is polite so endearing and sweet with her words, a flatter? Of course. She knows what they want to hear and see, she knows what makes them blush.

History

I'm the song the bird won't ever forget

Before The Birth
True love is about as farfetched as it comes. Nothing is true, and nothing last forever, or that was my belief on the whole ordeal of 'love'. My parents you could say was the exception to the rule. Oh how they were in love with each other before they were ever made warriors. The kissed once before becoming warriors and my father, Bearfang was so upset with himself for loosing control as an apprentice he went and begged for mercy to the current leader. All the leader did was chuckle and tell him to be careful of who he gave his heart too. Truer words have never been said I thought. That leader knew something about heartache and messy love. None the less my parents never experienced that. They were a match made in starclan. Sickening I swear. Though I am sure there is something admirable about that. Being able to stay with someone for so long. Sounds a bit dull and boring to me. Though once both my father Bearfang and Softhoot got their warrior names they wasted no time in becoming mates and off course, this is where my story beings.

Some are born with Greatness: Kithood
My mother, bless her soul carried the burden of having 5 kits. I'm amazed she can even walk right with the weight of all of us. As for speaking highly of my siblings I will pass on that. This is my story not theirs. You see I was the runt of the family. It's terribly hard for a queen to feed so many babes, someone had to be left out. Oddly that was me. My parents like to say I was born with such a tender, soft heart that I simply preferred to let my siblings live instead of myself. Poppycock. I would have should my fat brother out of the way, the pig. But then again I was just a babe. My parents whispered to me each night of how strong I was, how I could survive anything. I was born to live, Starclan had a plan for me. Maybe that was where my brain got twisted and turned. I was born for greatness, starclan had a plan for me? Well be damned if I die. So through amounts of whispers to starclan and myself I was able to survive kithood. Oh and I was granted the name Littlekit, so precious right? I wish my name was something more suiting for someone that was going to be so great. Oh well parents can be so naive. At least my brother was granted a fitting name.

Live by the code: Apprentice
Finally the time came where I was to be granted a warrior to mentor me. I was thrilled to saw the least. My mentor was the love Sageheart, a lovely feline, she was of course a sight to behold. Though she was different from the rest, or maybe she just saw something in me, that others could not. None the less, she trained me in the art of being a warrior as well as having a knack for manipulation. You see Sageheart should have been called Venomheart, cause bless her soul she was twisted, and everything I dreamed to be. Sageheart could make others do her pleasing, and it was so fascinating. She knew how to work her body, how to say words just right. She knew their sweet spots and knew would would make them blush. Hell she even manipulated me, but I relished in it. She trained me vigorously and soon I found myself falling head over paws for this feline. Something that was not really uncommon between mentors and apprentices. Finally I worked up the courage told her my feelings, and she smiled a sweet, but bitter smile. Then she spoke the words I would never forget. "Thats cause I made you fall in love with me. What you think I am, I am not. What you see is what I am not. This is what I am. What they want, but never what they need." Words stung me like a bee. My heart crushed, but I tried to not let that get to me. We continued to train, though out of the blue moon she wandered out of the warrior cave, I followed her in silence until I dashed behind her declaring her tell me what was happening. She only smiled that smile once before, a smile before she says something that would crush my world. "Im leaving Littlepaw... Don't forget what I taught you. You too can be what they all want." Then in an instant she left me there standing like a fool. Her words haunted me, yet a part of me wanted to out due her. TO be far better and greater then her. I wouldn't be just a warrior that didn't have to work for a thing, oh I would work, but I would work my way up the tree. I would be a leader. I was born a fighter, Starclan was surely showing me my path.

I was given another warrior as my mentor, and thus my real training began. He was a handsome tom, and soon he became my own puppet, if he thought I was the apprentice, though truly I was the mentor playing with a pawn. He thought he taught me so well he boasted of my skills to my parents which only made them praise me all the more. It only inflated my ever filling ego. I loved it. Soon it was time to be a warrior I passed with flying colors and oh I was so ready for my warrior name. Though boy was I in for a shock

And They Call Me: Warrior
And they call me.... LittleChirp.... What kind of bird brain name is that? Does that strike fear into the heart of others? Does that make one weak at the names when you whisper that name. No. It makes you think, oh starclan what a cute name. Littlechirp, can you chirp? Can you foxdung? Can you chirp, cause I'm getting real sick of your mouse bile words! It was a tragedy, they gave me the name for my small stature, sure I was the runt meant I was little, and my color reminded me the birds in flight, and I always just said the nicest things, so thus LittleChirp was born, and the day I almost died on the inside. Though after a few moons had passed, I began to see my name less as a curse, and more like a gift. Who would ever expect Littlechirp to be a devious power hungry feline? No one thats who, none would be the wiser to my plans, to my goals. All assume I am just a sweet little chirp of words, oh little did they know this little chirp was poison filled and I would poison them all. Though of course I cannot tell you in vast details of my plans, but just know you will be hearing quite a bit about Littlechirp.

Relationship

Sing me a song of the lovebirds

= Family
= Dead
= Uncertainty/Neutral
= Acquaintance  Friend
= Good friend  Best friend
= Trust
= Crush/Attraction
= Mate
= Lust
= Discomfort  Despise

River Clan

Sky Clan

Shadow Clan

Thunder Clan

Wind Clan

Non Clan

Roleplay Example

Don't I play well with others?

Oh the how the clan was so alive today, with the hustle and bustle. I thank starclan everyday I have not gain an apprentice. The last thing I need is a little twig under paw. Apprentices were such a pain at times, always asking questions and I have wondered at time how they manage to breath with all their constant chit chat. I merely roll my eyes to them as I move onwards, it was still early, I could surely go on a small hunt before being told to go on a mid morning patrol. I glanced about and soon I was off running through the foliage, little did I know I had a small little apprentice lingering far behind me. I wish I payed more attention at the time, but oh well. I taught the little sneak a thing or two. I lowered my body to the ground letting the grass blades tickle my belly. I tasted the air and oh did I taste something good. A young rabbit, not but a leap and a hop away. Crawling forwards all my attention was on the rabbit, till suddenly I heard a snap. A twig? The rabbit looked in my direction, I could see its chest rising and falling faster and faster. Fear had grasped it before my jaws could grasp it and soon it was gone. I snorted in anger and turned around to see what had blown my cover. Soon I spotted the little thing. A white apprentice stomping through a bush. "You are disturbing everything." I remarked with a smile as I arched a brow to the thing. The little white one mewed up at my sweetly. "Littlechirp littlechirp!" she spoke sweetly smiling as if she did something great. Last time I checked scaring away a nice meal was frowned upon, but what do I know. "Oh little one little one, the forest is to big for one such as you." I called out to her sweetly as I stepped softly towards her. "the forest is filled with food oh yes, but also filled with dangers unseen. A plants that could kill you with a single sniff, and dont forget of those that lurk in shadows. Foxes and badgers and snakes and more. Little one little one, you should have stayed home." I smiled all the more and I could smel fear spilling from her small frame. "Oh but little one do not fear, nothing is scarying then me out here." I grinned so wide I showed all my fangs, but before I made the apprentice faint with fear, I chuckled as if all a joke. The little one joined in to. "Oh littlechirp you aren't scary at all." So sweet and so pure she was, she hadn't been tainted quite yet. You see when we are young we think monsters lurk in shadows, but if only we knew sooner the real monsters where those that hide behind smiles and good looks. Those are the true monsters to fear.

Image Art © LittleSp00k

Description

LittleChirp

A little bird told me something about you
Full Name:Littlechirp
Nicknames: Chirp
Gender: Female
Age: 25 Moons
Breed: Heavily mixed
Status: Healthy
Sexuality: Pansexual

Clan: River Clan
Rank: Warrior
Family:
Sire: Bearfang (Alive)
Dam: Softhoot (Alive)
Siblings: 2 Sisters and 2 Brothers (All Alive)

Personality

Everything else is just skin deep

Cunning
Like all felines, each have their own state of being cunning. Littlechirp is a cunning creature and tends to think ahead of the game. Chirp has no issues of lying her way out of issues. With her vast amount of knowledge one has to wonder is there something she can't seem to weasel her way out of?

Aware/Alert
Ears always keen and eyes always focused, Chirp is very aware of things that happen about her clan. Chirp enjoys being able to look elsewhere, yet listen to such lovely tidbits of information. Chirp remains alert, and ready for anything, a great example of what a warrior should be right? A prime example of such a fine warrior

Leader
Chirp has the qualities of being a great leader, she knows how to act and rises up to each challenge. She will never be the sheep that follows mindlessly to the words of a wolf. Chirp has her own plans, and with being cunning of words and knowing what is happening, it wouldn't be hard for her to gain few followers here and there.

Lively
Does Chirp ever seem like she's a downer? Not ever it seems. Chirp is smiling and enjoying life and always seems ready to go! Chirp takes each day like it is a gift from above. She knows life is never constant, oh she knows there are terrible things in the woods, evil deeds happen in the woods, especially when alone.

Power Hungry
Ever sine she was young Chirp has craved the life of being a higher up feline, to over look the clan. What has made her seem so power hungry? The promise of what comes when being a leader, to speak with starclan, to gain the extra lives. The mere idea would make her quiver with delight. Chirp has ever intention of climbing her way to the top.

Resourceful
Chirp knows how to use the land around her to her advantage. She knows how to survive the home clan and even has trained herself to do without food and water to test her body to the limit. Chirp can handle what life throws at her and seems to have a knack at escaping death.

Polite
Oh so you think a cat that may be tainted in the brain has no way of being polite? Well guess again. Chirp is polite as can be, she dips her head in greeting, listens to the elders and helps her clan when she can. You see and old wise tale once spoke of being able to warp minds with sweet words. Oh she is polite so endearing and sweet with her words, a flatter? Of course. She knows what they want to hear and see, she knows what makes them blush.

History

I'm the song the bird won't ever forget

Before The Birth
True love is about as farfetched as it comes. Nothing is true, and nothing last forever, or that was my belief on the whole ordeal of 'love'. My parents you could say was the exception to the rule. Oh how they were in love with each other before they were ever made warriors. The kissed once before becoming warriors and my father, Bearfang was so upset with himself for loosing control as an apprentice he went and begged for mercy to the current leader. All the leader did was chuckle and tell him to be careful of who he gave his heart too. Truer words have never been said I thought. That leader knew something about heartache and messy love. None the less my parents never experienced that. They were a match made in starclan. Sickening I swear. Though I am sure there is something admirable about that. Being able to stay with someone for so long. Sounds a bit dull and boring to me. Though once both my father Bearfang and Softhoot got their warrior names they wasted no time in becoming mates and off course, this is where my story beings.

Some are born with Greatness: Kithood
My mother, bless her soul carried the burden of having 5 kits. I'm amazed she can even walk right with the weight of all of us. As for speaking highly of my siblings I will pass on that. This is my story not theirs. You see I was the runt of the family. It's terribly hard for a queen to feed so many babes, someone had to be left out. Oddly that was me. My parents like to say I was born with such a tender, soft heart that I simply preferred to let my siblings live instead of myself. Poppycock. I would have should my fat brother out of the way, the pig. But then again I was just a babe. My parents whispered to me each night of how strong I was, how I could survive anything. I was born to live, Starclan had a plan for me. Maybe that was where my brain got twisted and turned. I was born for greatness, starclan had a plan for me? Well be damned if I die. So through amounts of whispers to starclan and myself I was able to survive kithood. Oh and I was granted the name Littlekit, so precious right? I wish my name was something more suiting for someone that was going to be so great. Oh well parents can be so naive. At least my brother was granted a fitting name.

Live by the code: Apprentice
Finally the time came where I was to be granted a warrior to mentor me. I was thrilled to saw the least. My mentor was the love Sageheart, a lovely feline, she was of course a sight to behold. Though she was different from the rest, or maybe she just saw something in me, that others could not. None the less, she trained me in the art of being a warrior as well as having a knack for manipulation. You see Sageheart should have been called Venomheart, cause bless her soul she was twisted, and everything I dreamed to be. Sageheart could make others do her pleasing, and it was so fascinating. She knew how to work her body, how to say words just right. She knew their sweet spots and knew would would make them blush. Hell she even manipulated me, but I relished in it. She trained me vigorously and soon I found myself falling head over paws for this feline. Something that was not really uncommon between mentors and apprentices. Finally I worked up the courage told her my feelings, and she smiled a sweet, but bitter smile. Then she spoke the words I would never forget. "Thats cause I made you fall in love with me. What you think I am, I am not. What you see is what I am not. This is what I am. What they want, but never what they need." Words stung me like a bee. My heart crushed, but I tried to not let that get to me. We continued to train, though out of the blue moon she wandered out of the warrior cave, I followed her in silence until I dashed behind her declaring her tell me what was happening. She only smiled that smile once before, a smile before she says something that would crush my world. "Im leaving Littlepaw... Don't forget what I taught you. You too can be what they all want." Then in an instant she left me there standing like a fool. Her words haunted me, yet a part of me wanted to out due her. TO be far better and greater then her. I wouldn't be just a warrior that didn't have to work for a thing, oh I would work, but I would work my way up the tree. I would be a leader. I was born a fighter, Starclan was surely showing me my path.

I was given another warrior as my mentor, and thus my real training began. He was a handsome tom, and soon he became my own puppet, if he thought I was the apprentice, though truly I was the mentor playing with a pawn. He thought he taught me so well he boasted of my skills to my parents which only made them praise me all the more. It only inflated my ever filling ego. I loved it. Soon it was time to be a warrior I passed with flying colors and oh I was so ready for my warrior name. Though boy was I in for a shock

And They Call Me: Warrior
And they call me.... LittleChirp.... What kind of bird brain name is that? Does that strike fear into the heart of others? Does that make one weak at the names when you whisper that name. No. It makes you think, oh starclan what a cute name. Littlechirp, can you chirp? Can you foxdung? Can you chirp, cause I'm getting real sick of your mouse bile words! It was a tragedy, they gave me the name for my small stature, sure I was the runt meant I was little, and my color reminded me the birds in flight, and I always just said the nicest things, so thus LittleChirp was born, and the day I almost died on the inside. Though after a few moons had passed, I began to see my name less as a curse, and more like a gift. Who would ever expect Littlechirp to be a devious power hungry feline? No one thats who, none would be the wiser to my plans, to my goals. All assume I am just a sweet little chirp of words, oh little did they know this little chirp was poison filled and I would poison them all. Though of course I cannot tell you in vast details of my plans, but just know you will be hearing quite a bit about Littlechirp.

Relationship

Sing me a song of the lovebirds

= Family
= Dead
= Uncertainty/Neutral
= Acquaintance  Friend
= Good friend  Best friend
= Trust
= Crush/Attraction
= Mate
= Lust
= Discomfort  Despise

River Clan

Sky Clan

Shadow Clan

Thunder Clan

Wind Clan

Non Clan

Roleplay Example

Don't I play well with others?

Oh the how the clan was so alive today, with the hustle and bustle. I thank starclan everyday I have not gain an apprentice. The last thing I need is a little twig under paw. Apprentices were such a pain at times, always asking questions and I have wondered at time how they manage to breath with all their constant chit chat. I merely roll my eyes to them as I move onwards, it was still early, I could surely go on a small hunt before being told to go on a mid morning patrol. I glanced about and soon I was off running through the foliage, little did I know I had a small little apprentice lingering far behind me. I wish I payed more attention at the time, but oh well. I taught the little sneak a thing or two. I lowered my body to the ground letting the grass blades tickle my belly. I tasted the air and oh did I taste something good. A young rabbit, not but a leap and a hop away. Crawling forwards all my attention was on the rabbit, till suddenly I heard a snap. A twig? The rabbit looked in my direction, I could see its chest rising and falling faster and faster. Fear had grasped it before my jaws could grasp it and soon it was gone. I snorted in anger and turned around to see what had blown my cover. Soon I spotted the little thing. A white apprentice stomping through a bush. "You are disturbing everything." I remarked with a smile as I arched a brow to the thing. The little white one mewed up at my sweetly. "Littlechirp littlechirp!" she spoke sweetly smiling as if she did something great. Last time I checked scaring away a nice meal was frowned upon, but what do I know. "Oh little one little one, the forest is to big for one such as you." I called out to her sweetly as I stepped softly towards her. "the forest is filled with food oh yes, but also filled with dangers unseen. A plants that could kill you with a single sniff, and dont forget of those that lurk in shadows. Foxes and badgers and snakes and more. Little one little one, you should have stayed home." I smiled all the more and I could smel fear spilling from her small frame. "Oh but little one do not fear, nothing is scarying then me out here." I grinned so wide I showed all my fangs, but before I made the apprentice faint with fear, I chuckled as if all a joke. The little one joined in to. "Oh littlechirp you aren't scary at all." So sweet and so pure she was, she hadn't been tainted quite yet. You see when we are young we think monsters lurk in shadows, but if only we knew sooner the real monsters where those that hide behind smiles and good looks. Those are the true monsters to fear.

Image Art © LittleSp00k