Mercypaw || WIP

[.Luckyheart]

NAME: Mercypaw
ALIASES: "Why escape from your destiny? Face your name, Mercypaw"
SEX: Female
ORIENTATION: Straight
AGE: 7 moons
CLAN: ShadowClan
POSITION: Apprentice

APPEARANCE:

A petticoat of vibrant white and medium length. It contrasts well with her striking morning glory eyes. Nose and paw leather of a dark dahlia pink - perhaps even darker with the cold seasons ahead. Her stature is quite small built and short - resulting in some stocky build which she is not proud of - she doesn't like being the height she is. Her petticoat of white is kept extremely immaculate.
The white symbolising her name - Mercy - a name her mother strikingly thought of - how ironic...
Her face is quite defined. It's all some what in line and nothing really looks out of place - luckily for her. Though her ears are a little on the large size but it's hardly noticeable. Perhaps it's Mercypaw who's just being overly self-conscious. No feelings are usually hidden on her face - she seems to be quite expressive in this element.
Again, her tail is small but it fits in with her size. The fur is slightly tufty on this area as unfortunately she cannot reach it.
Her walk consists of many pivots and pirouettes which are often daintly performed during the day. She takes pride in her walk and in facts it's something she likes to call 'signature' to her. Her overall frame is sleek and smooth apart from a small dip in her back which she is conscious of.

PERSONALITY:

Mercypaw - is just why her mother named her. Since a kit - her mother witnessed the dominance between her sister and her. And therefore sprung the name - she knew she would forever live in her sister's shadow. Her small world trembles in fear and quakes in subordination. Secondary, inferior, minor - whatever you want to call my character - she cannot escape from her inevitable destiny.
Mercypaw, takes a dislike to her sister - Brokenpaw. Overpowering her sister, Brokenpaw has a flair for naturally calling the shots but Brokenpaw is a story for another day.
Perhaps you see Mercypaw through her eyes now? See her suffering, waking up each day only to prepare to face the oncoming battle of her sister. Her sleep is affected by it, so often she seems quite overworked - her day, life a challenge. If you catch her in a good light - she tries to keep buoyant, happy. At the least, she can smile - faintly. There's nothing she cannot hide, without being exploited. Neither can simply be by herself when she wants to be alone - that daunting figure comes along. Stabbing her with fear.
"Why can't she just get over it?" - I hear you ask.
Perhaps she will.

FEARS:

As stated - her sister plays a major role in her life. She strikes fear into her heart each day - it grows weaker and smaller each day. She has no room for love any more - and that's what she's most afraid of.

ASPIRATIONS:

Facing up to your destiny - is quite a defiance. She hopes.... whether it will ever become a reality.

RELATIONS:

FATHER: Crease
MOTHER: Cry
SIBLINGS: Brokenpaw
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