Larksong | She | RC | Meddycat

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Call Me Sweetly:
Larksong

Racking Up The Years:
26 moons

Take A Look For Yourself:
She-cat

Just Like Family:
Riverclan

Standing Amongst The Rest:
Medicine Cat

Try To Pin Point My Reaction:
Lark is a sweet little thing. Really she is. If there's a cat who won't hurt a fly it's her. This she-cat keeps to herself, and is quite the shy thing who doesn't know what to do with her life most of the time. She's a sweetheart, and love to help other before helping herself. Her motherly nature proves to be her downfall but also the positive as she's always distracted by kits or a simple butterfly. Lark is a softy, it's a no brainer to cats around her. She's a positive little bee who's always busy working on ways to keep others happy. She's constantly bubbly and bouncing around, but not in an obnoxious way. She's just an optimistic soul. Sure most cats aren't like this. There has to be a downfall to her optimism right? It can't be all light and no dark. Sorry but if there's anything that's wrong with her it's that she's shy. She also can survive long periods of time with not talking when things do go wrong. Her feelings are sensitive and she's quite touchy when it comes to her heart, so treat her right.

Appearance:
Lark is a small she-cat and there's not a lot to her. She's definitely smaller than the average cat. Her pelt is a light tan, almost not even brown at all, closer to a creamy color then anything. It's coated with a fine layer of a deep golden brown that surfaces like cracks on the sidewalk. It bands around her legs, and dots her flank and pelt in random areas. She's a lean and agile cat, and can move quite quickly as she doesn't have much to move. Her eyes are a bright shocking blue and seem to captivate those who look at them.

History:
Here's the simple story of a cat with an average life. Born to a mother and a father who loved each other, Lark was one out of four kits. Two boys and two girls the family seemed to have all that it needed. Lark was a quiet, observant she-cat who seemed to take after her mother. Though she was always teased for being so quiet by her siblings. Being naturally good-natured she didn't care. As she grew older, Lark became an apprentice like all kits do. She trained hard and often times dreamed of becoming a healer. It seemed like her rightful path as she didn't enjoy the fighting life of a warrior. She spent most of her extra time in the nursery helping out queens by playing with the rambunctious kits. It wasn't long before enough training turned into a lifestyle that she loved as she grew into her role as Medicine Cat Apprentice.

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