*Eyes: Bright green with a jagged ring of forest green around the iris. *Fur: A light, gentle red-ornage, with a single russet stripe across her back. *Scars: N/A *Deformities: N/A *Size: Twenty-ish pounds, with most muscle in her limbs. About 2ft. long. Description: She has black claws that are short, but extremely sharp and could probably pierce the skin of a cat no matter how thick the fur. Her face and muzzle are small, but her ears are large and can hear for miles. The only stripe on her body runs from the tip of her neck to the start of her tail that is a dark red-orange and is about two inches wide. Also on her back are angel-like white wings that when opened fully can reach up to two feet. Picture:
*Personality: She is a quiet cat, and has never showed any interest in love. Preferring to do her work and focus on her clan, she does what she has to do when she is told to do it. She can be irritable at times, but she is stronghearted as well as kind, making her perfect as a medicine cat. But a certain loner has turned her upside down and now she doubts herself and her loyalties. *Habit(s): She enjoys taking morning walks when the dew on the leaves is still very fresh, as well as flights through the forest she lives by. She sometimes drags her claws in the dirt if she's nervous. *Fears: Her one, true fear has always been falling. Falling by whatever means. And now she has fallen, but the falling of a different sort. Falling in love. She is now afraid someone will find out her crush, and she would lose favor with her leader.
*History: As a kit, she saw many of her friends die of illness, her own brother among them. She escaped the disease, but she knew it would forever haunt her. She began to have both prophecitic dreams and dreams sent by Guardians and she showed intrest in healing, becoming a Healer apprentice. After her mentor died, she took her mentor's spot as Healer of Gustclan. Family: Her mother, an elder of Gustclan. RP Sample:She was tending to a young kit who was suffering from a small bout of greencough. Angelwing had not heard the deputy come in at all, for many thoughts were swimming around in her mind like there was no tomorrow. She was confused, and her work was shaky at best. Did she love him or not?"Are you alright, Angelwing? You've been out of it all day." She jumped and squealed a small, "Yipe!" The deputy was not called Silentstream for nothing. she turned around, the moon's light shining on her small face. "Silentstream, I am a Healer, my duty is to my clan, I cannot love!" "Love whom?" asked the other. "He is a loner, he belonged to Aquaclan once. Sagepool he was called." "Sagepool? Why would you like the likes of him?" "I don't know, that is why I am asking you." And there was silence. "Look into yourself, my friend, and you will find your answer." She rested her head onto her friend's shoulder and whispered, "Besides, even if he liked you back, you have not yet trained an apprentice. You must stay." "Thank you. I hope what you have said has done me good." As the deputy turned to leave, Angelwing could hear her mutter, "For the sake of the Guardians I hope so too."
*Cats So Far: 3 *Belief in the Guardians: Yes *Loyalty Scale: 9
*Power: She has the power of flight, obvious because of her small angel wings and the power of sound. With it, she can either send out a sonicboom of air and sound toward up to three cats or she can make a sound reverberate around her surroundings so she can escape if needed. In a canyon, this sound can be lethal. *Downside to Power: If one of her wings is injured, she cannot fly, and if she has an illness related to the throat, she cannot use her sound powers.