[ASE] Fawnwhisper || Oakclan Medicine Cat

Art by @/sirsnek and myself!
[May 6, 2017] Changed to new design
[Feb 3, 2017] Changed her history a bit!
[Feb 18, 2017] Changed to new application!

Name | Fawnwhisper
Previously known as | Fawnkir [kit name] and Fawnpaw [apprentice name]

Gender | Female

Pronouns | She/Her

Age | 21 moons

Rank | Oakclan Medicine Cat
Apprentice | None

[Family and Romance]

Current mate | None 

Previous mates | None

Kits | None
Attractions | None

Sexual orientation | Bisexual

Mother | Stormberry
Father | Nightsea
Brothers | open!
Sisters | open!
Other (cousins, aunts, uncles, etc.) | open!

[Physical information]

Breed | Amercan Shorthair
Size | On the smaller side of average
Scars | none
Scent | mint
Disabilities | Selective mutism
Accessories | None

Appearance | Although it isn't frightfully obvious, Fawnwhisper is smaller than other average cats. Her limbs are thin and slender, and she is extremely lithe. She has sleek, soft medium-length fur, and she grooms it regularly. Fawnwhisper has large celeste blue eyes that seem to large for her face, and a delicate burgundy button nose. Her pelt has a snowy undercoat of white, with a layer of a tabby stripes above a soft gradient going from a vibrant russet to a pale beige. 

Stats

Agility | 2/25
Speed | 2/25
Strength | 1/25
Vitality | 3/25

Skill | 2/25
Defense | 1/25
Spiritual belief | 2/25

Body mods equipped | none

[Personality]

[ + ] Loyal - unswerving in allegiance
Fawnwhisper is extremely loyal and devoted to her clan. Although she doesn't hate other clans, she simply can't imagine ever turning her back on her beloved clan and going against them in any way. She is also unwaveringly loyal to her family and close friends. Fawnwhisper can feel extremely hurt if one of her friends/family turned their back on her in any way.

[ + ] Soothing | to bring comfort, solace, or reassurance to
Despite her lack of speech, Fawnwhisper seems to emit an air of calmness. She seems to posses a skill for grooming, and often uses this to comfort and calm others while healing them in her den.

[ + ] Generous | characterized by a noble or kindly spirit
Fawnwhisper posses an extremely compassionate and kind heart, often caring about the well-being of others rather than the well-being of herself. She is known for giving, and has a bad habit of using non-expendable herbs to treat minor wounds/sicknesses.

[ + ] Inquisitive | inclined to ask questions
Driven by her thirst for knowledge, Fawnwhisper does her best to inquire about the things she is interested about. Although she can't ask questions, she often gestures with her snout, paws, or tail to get her point across.

[ = ] Absentminded | lost in thought and unaware of one's surroundings or actions
Fawnwhisper often lets her imagination get hold of her, and she does get lost in thought. Sometimes, this gets in the way of learning, and she tries her best to stay focused on the moment.

[ = ] Secretive | tba

[ - ] Insecure| tba

[ - ] Diffident | tba

[ - ] Cowardly | tba

wip

[History]

Kithood
 Fawnkit was born along with her brothers to mother Stormberry and father Nightsea. Even at an early age, she clearly displayed signs of the anxiety disorder, selective mutism. As a young kit, Fawnkit was as vocal as her siblings, but as she grew older and developed a better sense of the world around her, her words became rarer and rarer. Both of her parents were nurturing and kind, and she grew up feeling loved and welcome. As she progressed kithood, there were many instances where Stormberry and Nightsea would take their daughter on walks through the woods, watching as Fawnkit marveled at the life around her, laughing and squealing with delight. These scenarios were one of the only times Fawnkit would ever laugh aloud, and Stormberry and Nightsea cherished these moments greatly. 
Many of these walks were also episodes of Stormberry and Nightsea trying to convince Fawnkit to talk to her other clan mates.Although Stormberry and Nightsea did practically everything they could to coax her to speak to anyone other than themselves and the rest of their kits, Fawnkit blatantly refused.

Warrior Apprentice
Fawnkit and her siblings became apprentices two days after they all turned six months old. Although her siblings were all assigned to warriors of great bravery and power, Fawnkit was assigned to Oceanmist, a young, kind she-cat who was one of the few cats in Oakclan with the patience to handle Fawnkit's lack of words. The new apprentice became increasingly close to her mentor, loving and appreciating the gentleness and patience of Oceanmist. Fawnpaw's mentor became one of the only cats besides her immediate family who had heard Fawnpaw's words. 
Fawnpaw's apprentice training was rough. It was obvious that her body was simply not made to hunt, or fight, or to be a warrior. She was too clumsy, often tripping over her own paws in an attempt to hunt, hurting herself when she was supposed to be fighting against others, and other unnecessary ways of getting hurt. 
Her first experience as a "medicine cat" was when the medicine cat at the time had left the camp for a quick herb hunt. During this time, a young clan-member went into labor with her kits. She began to panic, fearing for the safety of her kits. Although Fawnpaw had no knowledge of herbs at the time, she was somehow silently able to coax Sandsun to calm down while they waited for the medicine cat to return. By the time he had sprinted into camp to the molly's side side, she had already birthed a healthy kit.
After that experience, Fawnpaw harbored an admiration for that medicine cat, and how honorable his job as a medicine cat was. However, she continued with her warrior training with Oceanmist.
Oceanmist had grown close to Fawnpaw and her family, and now joined the weekly walks through the forest with Fawnpaw, Nightsea, and Stormberry, trying to coax her out of her selective mutism. However, during one of these walks, tragedy struck.
It was sundown- the sun's last rays clung to the pale leaves on the sky-high oak trees. Fawnpaw was shyly humming a song, her paws scuffing the slightly coarse and dry earth. Nightsea, Stormberry, and Oceanmist were following behind her, smiling at the sound of her voice. Fawnpaw saw something delightful and sprinted away from the group. Oceanmist- partly concerned and partly amused, followed Fawnpaw cheerfully. The mentor possibly tripped and slipped down a hole, probably dug by a large animal such as a fox. The earth around the hole had been loosed by Oceanmist, and collapsed into the hole after she fell in it, burying her alive and suffocating her. Fawnpaw, Nightsea, and Stormberry desperately searched for Oceanmist, but failed to retrieve her body. It was only the next morning, when a new apprentice named Shadepaw uncovered Oceanmist's dirt-covered body while hunting. 
Fawnpaw took Oceanmist's death extremely hard. This was the first major death she'd ever experience, and she spiraled into depression. Fawnpaw barely left her nest, and although her parents and siblings did their best to try to get her up, they all failed. 

Medicine Cat Apprentice
While Fawnpaw was sulking, the Oakclan medicine cat, having heard about Oceanmist's death, asked the Oakclan leader to take Fawnpaw as his apprentice. The leader agreed, and the next day, he walked into the apprentice's den to deliver the news.
Fawnpaw was extremely surprised when the medicine cat started talking to her. First about how sorry he was about Oceanmist, and all the stuff one says to offer their condolences. When he offered to take her as his apprentice, she immediately agreed. Now that she had a duty to serve, Fawnpaw clambered out of her nest, requesting to begin training right away she out the medicine cat.
Her apprenticeship with the Oakclan medicine cat was difficult at first. She had difficulty commanding her clumsy paws to dress wounds, as well as memorizing the various herbs. There were times where she simply didn't feel up to becoming a medicine cat. However, like with Oceanmist, she grew close to her mentor. Her mentor convinced her to become more interested in learning, and finally, at 19 moons old, Fawnpaw earned her full name as Fawnwhisper.

Medicine Cat
Fawnwhisper continued to share the medicine cat title with her mentor. She enjoyed doing all the medicine cat duties, such as treating wounds, going on herb runs, changing the bedding, helping with births, and other duties as such. When Fawnwhisper was 20 moons old, her mentor suddenly died of a heart attack. Fawnwhisper was extremely sad, but she refrained from spiraling into depression because she knew that she had to stay strong as a medicine cat for her clan.

[Relationships]

 ll Slight attraction
 ll Attraction
 ll Infatuation
 ll Lust

 ll Like
 ll Respected
 ll Greatly respected
 ll Idolizes

 ll Slight Curiosity
 ll Major Curiosity
 ll Interested In

 ll Unease
 ll Disgust
 ll Aversion

 // Slight crush
 // Crush
 ll Major Crush
 ll Love

 ll Friend
 ll Good friend
 ll Close friend

 ll Wants to get to know them
 ll Misses
 ll Can't bear without

 ll Platonic Like
 ll Like Family
 ll Joint at the hip

 ll Slight suspicion
 ll Major suspicion
 ll Distrust

 ll Annoyed by
 ll Dislike
 ll Hate
 ll Despises

  ll Shy
 ll Nervous
ll Discomfort

 ll Missing/Status Unknown
 ll Dead
 ll Mate
 ll Family
 ll Fling / Ex-mate / Donor

Stormberry l Mother | Unknown l        l NPC | "I know that Stormberry is my biological mother but I never felt that she was my actual mother. When she left, I was quite depressed because I always thought she would, you know, change her mind about us and suddenly love us like real mothers do. But I've since let go of that hope because I know she isn't coming back."

Nightsea  l Father | Oakclan l   l NPC | "Nightsea is my biological father, and unlike Stormberry, he ligitimately cares about my brothers and I. I love him like a child should love their father. He's sweet, caring, and I'm glad I have such a caring, supportive father like he is."

Oceanmist  l  Former Mentor; Family Friend | Oakclan l     l NPC | "Oceanmist was my mentor when I was an apprentice. She's so incredibly kind and supportive and I have so much to thank her for. She's always patient about my inability to speak - though I am beginning to get to the point where I can speak to her. Oceanmist supported me through so many hard times and we've grown so close during that. I don't think I can ever repay her."

[Roleplay Sample]

(starting roleplays for me always take a lil bit more effort!)

Pale fog writhed its way through the soaring trees of the copper-toned forest, circling the forest resting in the OakClan territory. The setting sun filtered through the moist leaves, weaving fiery gold patterns of light on the muddy forest floor. The scent of compost worked its way through the nostrils of a lithe, silvery figure as she slunk her way through the trees, damp emerald leaves clinging to the pads of her mud-caked paw. Glistening celeste blue optics flashed as Fawnwhisper scanned the umber-brown bark of oak trees and the leafy forest floor. 
Coltsfoot, lamb leaves, horsetail... anything, please! The young molly thought to herself, as she sat down, fervently sticking a white tipped paw into a heap of slightly moist leaves. She grunted softly as her paws only grasped oak leaves instead of the soft leaves of lamb's ears or the sun-toned flowers of coltsfoot. As Fawnwhisper withdrew her paw, her forehead crinkled in surprise as a worm clung to her toe, andher blue eyes looking at the worm with a mix of revulsion and wonder. The she-cat held her breath as she lifted her paw above her head, letting out a silent giggle as the worm's end brushed against the tip of the molly's rosy velvety nose. Fawnwhisper smiled serenly as she lowered her paw slowly, watching patiently as the worm slowly crawled off her paw. She then picked herself up, her mind wandering as she scanned the branches of trees for anything useful. Her eyes brightened as her turquiose optics latched onto a single star as it peeked around a whispy cloud. Fawnwhisper's breath caught as more and more stars slowly winked into existence, filling the indigo canvas of a sky with molten gold flecks of light. 
Smiling to herself, the tabby found her feet taking her through the winding oak forest and towards the abandoned twoleg nest. The smoky grey painted wood was rotten and peeling, and ivy snaked its way through the crevices of the walls. The roof was coated in a dense layer of moss, and Fawnwhisper could see the tips of a tree sticking out from where a part of the roof caved in. The house didn't emit a creepy vibe like one would usually think an abandoned house in the forest would emit. Fawnwhisper had been to this spot quite often and she'd grown to think of it as a beautiful hideaway. During sunhigh, the sun shone onto the house like a beacon, lighting up the house in a way that one could only describe as wonderous. The area around it was unkempt and overgrown, giving Fawnwhisper the impression that the house simply sprouted out of the earth itself. 
Fawnwhisper's eyes srupulously scanned her surroundsings, and after the third sweep, she finally decided that she was alone. The young tabby gave into the temptation, tentatively humming one short, sweet note. A wider smile flitted onto her ebony lips, and soon the air was filled with the soft humming of a cat who opened her lips to only a few. 
(wip!)