Name: Shadowedmind

Age: 21 moons

Gender: Female

Rank: Deputy

Clan: WillowClan

Description: Shadowedmind's pelt is black. When she stands in the sunshine small almost invisible shapes are revealed. Hidden in her pelt are small tabby markings, in the sunshine they are a soft grey but in the shadows they mingle into the blackness of her fur.

Her eyes are stunning, but at the same time are cold and unforgiving. They are a light blue, so light that sometimes they look white. Her iris is almost invisible because the blue is so light. Often she can stop cats in their tracks because of the intensity of her gaze.


Personality: Shadowedmind is a very defiant and dominant feline. She demands authority and gets very irritated if her commands are disobeyed. Shadowedmind hates obeying rules and instructions; she often bends them to suit her. But she is very loyal to her Clan and Clanmates.

Shadowedmind could be described as dangerous, because she is in a way. She tends to manipulate cats a lot and punishes harshly. She goes by her own opinion and gets annoyed if other cats haven't the same opinion as her.

History: Shadowedmind is the last surviving kit of her 3 siblings. She was born a rogue as her mother and father were previously members of WillowClan. Her three brothers were killed by fox cubs when her parents took her to WillowClan. She was left by the camp entrance and was found by a patrol. She knows she was once a rogue, and uses that knowledge to her advantage. She can't remember her brothers, and likes it that way. She will never forgive her parents for abandoning her, but often makes an allience with local rogues.

IC: It was stormy overhead; the clouds were hurtling through the sky as if on caffeine. Every now and then, a fork of yellow lightning would stab through the dark clouds. The rain was forcing its way through the dense foliage and the black cat was forced to flatten her ears.

Shadowedmind was on her way back to camp. She had been on a hunting mission but was forced to go back to camp by the storm. In her mouth she held a baby rabbit. It looked like it was sleeping, apart from the scarlet blood that ran down its lifeless body.


Code: cavedog