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Longstride

42 Moons    ||    She-Cat    ||    Mistclan Medicine Cat

// Personal //

Personality:
Stubborn and Defiant || Short-tempered and Aggressive || Intelligent and Quick-Thinking || Stern and Authoritative || Loyal and Compassionate
Sharp-tongued, easily angered and seemingly unsympathetic towards others, Longstride is an unconventional medicine cat to say the least. Her stubborn defiance, while oftentimes making her difficult to deal with, means she works diligently to help sick and injured cats- no matter how bad the situation. She is easily angered, and can often be seen yelling at cats to keep out from under her paws- and will occasionally allow her aggression to get the better of her. There have been many a time where Longstride has been told off for rushing into battle instead of staying back to help her patients. Despite these flaws, she is more or less well-respected by her clanmates, and holds a strong air of authority about her. She is stern, and wont sugarcoat bad news, though she is compassionate for her clanmates and won't hesitate to aid them.

History:
  Born as one of a litter of two, Longkit and her brother got into no end of trouble in their kithood. It was in her early life that Longstride gained the majority of her scars- after she and her brother had decided to go out and confront a rogue they had heard was threatening Mistclan territory. The rogue attacked Longkit- but thankfully a patrol heard the shrieks of herself and her brother, and recovered her before any real damage could be caused.

  The two kits were apprenticed and trained together, and both excelled in their training. Longpaw grew into a more proficient hunter, whilst Wasppaw grew into a fearsome fighter. The two gained their warrior names at twelve moons, and were respected as strong warriors even in their young age. At fifteenteen moons, however, the two siblings were put on a different path. The previous medicine cat, Ravenwing, was growing older; and feared that if he did not take an apprentice soon, the clan would be left without a healer and would fall into ruin. Worried, he sought Starclan's council. They gave him a sign- a long shadow watching over and protecting the clan. Unsure of what this could mean, the cat returned to the clan, no less confused and worried. When he returned, however, he found Longstride sat alone in the camp, casting a long shadow across the ground. Excited to have found the chosen cat, he spoke to her, but was rejected disgustedly by the young warrior.

"Medicine cat?" Longstride spat. "I'll protect my clan with my fangs, claws, and my life. Not a pitiful pawful of leaves."

  That night, Starclan visited her dreams and instructed her to train as medicine cat. Once again, however, she declined. This went on- Starclan visiting her dreams, her stubborn refusal- for several moons, getting to a point that the cat began to lose sleep from the nightly demands. During leafbare, both her parents and her brother fell gravely ill to greencough. One night, Starclan visited her and told her it was too late for her mother and father- but her brother could still be saved. Waking, she burst into the medicine cat den, roused Ravenwing, and demanded he see to her family at once. Working beside him through the night, her parents did indeed pass- but her brother grew stronger once again.

  Angry with Starclan for taking her parents, but grateful for her brother's life, Longstride grudgingly accepted the position of medicine cat apprentice, and trained under Ravenwing until he passed away the next year; too old and weak to fight the bought of greencough that took him. She became the clan's medicine cat, and has served well in her position for many moons.

// Relationships //

// Clan Mates //
Crowstar || Leader of Mistclan. Longstride respects him deeply and trusts in his decisions.
Coldstep || Deputy of Mistclan. She respects him.
Waspheart || Brother. Longstride is incredibly fond of him, and the two share a strong friendship as each others' only relatives.
Tallstride || Late father. A proficient hunter like herself, Longstride looked up to him and admired his skill. Its no coincidence that they share a suffix.
Heatherfrost || Late mother. A fearsome warrior and a caring mother, Longstride loved her dearly.
Ravenwing || Late mentor. Longstride liked him well enough, though they were never able to fully get along due to her reluctance to become a medicine cat.

// Frostclan //

// Sunclan //

// Other //

Name Meaning:
Long- The prefix describes her long, lanky build.
Stride- The suffix was given for her speed and agility.

Breed:
Tonkinese / British Shorthair / Other

Other facts:
-Occasionally joins mentors under the guise of gathering herbs near the training area. Really, she just rues the fact she was never able to train a warrior apprentice of her own.
-Often demands to help out with warriors duties in addition to her own duties.
-Reluctant to take an apprentice, though she's aware she ought to.
-Ravenwing had wanted to give her the new name of 'Longleaf' when she completed her training, but she refused the name change.

// RP Information //

RP Status: OPEN, but may be delayed with replies!
RP Preferences:
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RP Style Sample:
Longstride stalked through the undergrowth- muscles tensed and ears perked. She could hear the faintest cracking on the other side of a clump of grasses she was crouched behind, and occassionally saw the red fur of a bushy tail. She heard the creature stop- something had spooked it- and... Wait for it... Wait...
Tail lashing, she gave a brief snarl as the squirrel backed into the grass. Moving faster than it could hope to, she pushed forward and dug her teeth deep into the small creature's neck, savouring the taste of fresh blood on her tongue. She heard yet more rustling, as a clanmate appeared from the bushes across from her, looking somewhat irritated. Sighing, she dropped her prey and faced them.

"Herbs don't run around the territory. I can gather them any time." She grumbled, predicting the cat's scolding. Her ears flicked backwards as she licked her paw calmly. "Or are you just upset that your medicine cat hunts better than you?" She meowed with scorn.