BRIGHTFLOWER ;; HILLCLAN

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<---- BRIGHTFLOWER
female, sixty-one moons

RANK:
medicine cat

ALLIANCE:
hillclan

APPEARANCE:
brightflower is a brown tabby and white she-cat with dark hazel eyes.

PERSONALITY:
intelligent, humorous, light&&-soft-spoken, hesitant.
Bright, intelligent, smart; those three words can describe the older medicine cat in her brains. She knows what to do, when to do it, as well as knowing what each cat really needs. If a warrior claims that they don't require a certain herb, yet they do, she knows it. She would go the distance just to make sure that said warrior is perfectly healthy again.

Oddly enough, Brightflower does have a small sense of humor. It isn't very dark or omnious, but instead, extremely light and fluffy, like her tail. She doesn't hesitate to make a joke about a grim situation, however, she makes it so that it has an up side, even if it may not. It's just part of her, nothing else.

Her voice always seems to have a very light touch to it, never seeming to go above a whisper unless the event is important or dangerous. Her tone is extremely weightless, like a feather, though her words can stick like glue if you think hard enough. She may not seem serious, but StarClan forbid, she is definitely serious.

No matter what she may say, Brightflower is extremely hesitant when it comes to certain situations. She has to think it through about five times over before she even makes a base decision, which normally ends up being changed in the end. She doesn't jump into things at all, and sometimes she questions the actions of others, especially if said action can get them injured or possibly killed. She just wouldn't live if she saw someone die if she knew.

REASON FOR NAME:
bright- is for the lightness of her fur when she was a kit; -flower is for her gentle, motherly nature, despise her medicine cat rank.

FAMILY:
Failheart -> Father -> NPC
Raccoontail -> Mother -> NPC

HISTORY:
One early morning, whilest Failheart was coming back into the HillClan camp, a familiar face stopped him. Instantly, the she-cat, named Raccoontail, told him what was going on. The message was simple: those two were going to be parents of kits. Happy as can be, the two warriors twinned tails, absolutely thrilled.

When the time came for the kits to be born, the queen went into labor, which was normal. After several hours, one kit came. The parents named their little she-kit, Brightkit. It was the beginning of the rest of her life.

The rest of her kithood was just as ordinary as another's. She played, she ate, she slept.. yet there was one other thing that she happened to do. She visited the medicine cat's den more often than she should have. Not that she was sick all of the time, no no. She was just plainly interested in the study.

Soon enough, she got her wish.

She was brought to the Moonpool at six moons of age, therefore becoming the apprentice to Sagetail, the current HillClan medicine cat. She ended up absolutely adoring the position, being able to help others without tooth and claw.

Until she was eighteen moons, she was stuck as Brightpaw. Yet, when she came to the moonpool that time, she was finally a full medicine cat. Brightflower, she was dubbed, and she was ever since.

Sad part of this, Sagetail passed when she was 30 moons of age, leaving Brightflower in a trail of tears and sorrow. She almost broke down completely, telling herself that she could never be as amazing as her mentor. All forms of doubt were lodged in her heart, and she had to let it go sometime.

So, she let it out on her work for a good while.

It helped her, it honestly did, and she's been the medicine cat of HillClan ever since. Without an apprentice, she happens to be the oldest medicine cat without one.

She hopes that she can have an apprentice soon.

RP EXAMPLE:
Check Icepelt / Patchstar~

PASSWORD:
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[LYRIC ']

Accepted.