{DoW} Laurelfrost

A small and fluffy torbie female . She has a dilute tortoiseshell pelt that is quite pleasing to the eye. Stripes of color mar the markings, cutting darker colors into it. Spots of white appear on her face and pack, along with coating her paws. Her eyes are a medium blue that are mirror to her soul, although they are often wide and tear-filled. Every emotion she feels is projected to the world. Her ears are slightly large and curled, like that of her mother, with white fur poking out. She's a slight bit snub faced, with a shorter muzzle than most. Her body is more thin and lithe in quality now, with a certain grace about it. Very bad posture

Backstory

She went from being a fetus to being something that moves, cries, and squeaks. Incredible. 
Became an apprentice after a kithood filled with fear (due to her fearful nature). Trained under Hookfang. Became a warrior and gained the name Laurelfrost. Her father died shortly after.

Trivia

 Someone has never liked anyone
Can't bare the thought of her siblings getting hurt.
Has like one friend that's not her sister. 
Very silky and soft fur. Doesn't really groom that much, but her fur just stays silky.
Oddly long claws. 

Fears
Ivy, Pollen, or any of the rest of her family dying 
Getting hurt
Others getting hurt
Being a disappointment

Dreams
Be a good warrior

Voice Actress: Brittney Karbowski (Wendy Marvell)


Favorite Color:  Sky Blue



Family

Mother- Splashleaf
Father- Shiningwing

Siblings-

Sisters

Ivyleap, Pollencloud

Brothers

Burningdust, Scorchfrost, Emberpaw, Nightpaw, Sorrelspots

Attractions | :c

Best Friend | Ivyleap

Roleplay Example:
{ Leto / Northern Pheasant Woods }

The feeling she felt.....what was this? Why did his words distress her and pain her so much? The confusion she felt was becoming immense and almost unbearable, creating a churning sick feeling deep in her gut. "W-well that's fine!" she spat, her voice cold but her eyes displayed her internal panic, clear as a crystal, "I-I don't understand who you are! Y-you...why does being around you make me so fucking confused?!" her voice was rising into something akin to panic, voice tight with anger and anxiety. "And don't fucking call me short! You're just really, really big." she grit out, yet the words felt oddly familiar and calming to the female. She scrambled back slightly, limbs quaking as if her own earthquake was shaking them. She stumbled slightly, sinking to her side in the snow, balance lost on her.

"W-why do you make me feel sadness and warmth..and happiness?? Who are you...?" she rasped, as if primarily to herself but audible enough for him to hear. The emotions he made her feel were conflicting and painful. Her body was now wracked with shivers, chest tight with panic. "W-were we friends before she drowne-" she suddenly broke off, expression becoming blank. She shook her head before staring up at him, "I....Please answer my question, t-then I'll leave you alone." her anger had faded completely, leaving her confused. Her eyes narrowed, staring at the pure white of the snow. This didn't seem fair in anyway; why did she have to run into a cat she was apparently close to? Her teeth were digging so hard into her lip at this point that blood had begun to bead it, before gathering in drops and plopping into the snow. The crimson splashes were stark against the white, something that unfortunately felt even more familiar to the female. Why did all of this have to happen to her...?