Swiftbreeze

Swiftbreeze is a dark mahogany brown she-cat with yellow-green eyes.
==Personality==
Swiftbreeze tends to be a constant state of awe - though, many would pass it off as her simply staring off into space or being lost in her own mind. While that is technically the case, she is always thinking about a very specific thing. She is aware of how big the world is around her, and she knows that she is only a tiny part of it that will only last for a split-second in comparison of the world's lifespan. While that would cause an existential crisis in other cats, it only causes amazement in Swiftbreeze, as she sees it as a sign that she's lucky enough to be here, now, making history while she has the time to do so. At times, however, she can feel a bit sad that she's trapped in the MeadowClan camp, and as she gets older, confined to MeadowClan territory with only occasional visits to Heartstones to interact with cats from other Clans, as she wants to see what the great big world out there has to offer; she wants to know what she can see and experience things that she hadn't even dreamed of before. She enjoys the idea of traveling, but the thought of adventures isn't something that would sit well with her - she has much more of a thirst for knowledge and experience more than of a thirst for action. This might something that confuses even her at first, as there might be some mission that the Clans need cats to go on that she'll volunteer for that she'll end up hating every step of the way due to the amount of action on the journey, but a walk through unclaimed territory would end up being one of her fondest memories. While she is a soft-spoken cat, she isn't a quiet or shy one. She can be reserved, at times, and she often doesn't see the point in some conversations, even if she'll participate in them despite that fact. At times, she can give off a bit of a Luna Lovegood type of vibe, as she isn't a very confrontational cat and she tends to go with the flow of things - she doesn't panic often and if something doesn't go her way she often just shrugs her shoulders and goes with however this new situation is unfolding. She is also a bit of an old soul, in a way, as her constant thinking tends to lead her to realizations that many cats don't have until they're a bit older. She dislikes any kind of conflict, though if she does have to deal with it - such as a battle between her Clan and another - then she will. She isn't an over-thinker by any means, but she does think of and evaluate all of her options before she makes a decision, though it is common for her to make some sort of oversight and for her to make the wrong decision in the end. She often prefers time alone over time spent on a patrol, though she isn't opposed to spending time relaxing with her friends or family. Swiftbreeze has a very situational sense of humor, and she enjoys making fun of whatever fiasco is going on around her - when she's younger, she might not be able to tell the difference between something she should and shouldn't make fun off, but as she gets older she'll be able to tell the difference better - but that doesn't mean there still won't be mistakes made on her part. She doesn't quite know how to react to other cat's affections towards her, and she often turns into an awkward mess when any sort of affection or compliment is given to her. Romance, she would be even worse with, as she wouldn't know how to deal with her own feelings, let alone know how she's supposed to deal with how the other cat is acting towards her, though once a she gets more used to her feelings and the cat it would be easier for her to cope with that particular issue.
== Long Posts ==
=== fred, vibin' ===
"Poppypaw?" Swiftpaw called, looking around at all the towering trees. It felt different than the open meadows of her home, like it was much smaller and confined, but that couldn't be true - who knew how far the forest would stretch. StarClan probably wouldn't even know, as no Clan had it as a part of their territory. Leaves crunched and twigs snapped under her paws, and the forest floor felt so much softer under her paws than the hard earth of the meadows. It even smelled different - there wasn't any flora to be scented, but plenty of fauna, and she could detect a faint scent of running water, along with some lingering scent of ash. The fire was here, too, then, she thought.
It was different, but it was a good kind of different.
"Poppypaw?" the older apprentice called again, her voice echoing off of the trees. She padded past a few more trees before one of her paws plunged into a stream of cold water, making her let out a surprised little squealing noise. She looked down at her paw, now submerged in water, as she realized that she didn't know where she was going - she was heading into the forest blind, only with a hope of finding her friend.
She would have to go where the wind led her and hope for the best then, she supposed. Maybe StarClan would guide her somehow, even out here in a territory that was claimed by no one.
She continued forwards, splashing her way through the stream. The water was cold, but it offered a soothing feeling as it surrounded her paws - she could understand why WaveClan and MarshClan enjoyed the water so much, now that she had gotten a taste of what the ocean or the waterways might feel like, but she couldn't imagine herself going into a body of water too often. There was so much to explore on land, after all.
Did Poppypaw get trapped in some kind of waterway? Could she have been hurt that way? She hoped not, but she supposed it was possible; not in the stream she had just padded through, though. It was too shallow, and it didn't offer much of a current. It could sweep a young kit away, maybe, but not an apprentice.
She continued onwards, calling out her friend's name and occasionally sniffing at the air for a trace of her scent, but finding nothing. A short while after she padded through another small stream, she wondered how she was going to get back to MeadowClan.
It took her a moment to realize she wasn't sure which way to head back to. The water clinging to her fur proved to mask her scent, making it hard for her to find her way back home that way.
The brown-furred she-cat paused where she was, in a small clearing, and tilted her head up to look at the sky. "I think," she began, speaking to seemingly no one, "that I'm lost."
As expected, nothing responded.
"Could you make sure that Nutfur finds Poppypaw? I'm not sure if she's out here, but if she is, then we'd both be lost."
In the distance, the last of the birds from the season let out a chirp.
"Thank you."
Prayer said, Swiftpaw continued on her way.
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== Theme Song ==
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