Graywhisker

**Graywhisker** is a smoke cat with green eyes.

**Graywhisker** was born as **Graykit** to unknown parents alongside her sibling Wolfkit.

## Appearance

A long-furred smoke cat with green eyes, Graywhisker is tall and slender with flowing fur. It appears short in some places but it is usually due to her keeping her fur smooth and presentable at all times. Graywhisker has deep green eyes that seem almost black in certain lights, giving her an uneasy appearance when hidden in shadows. She is long legged with a willowy build, much like her littermate, but the biggest difference that creates a distinction between them is that Graywhisker holds herself with confidence and poise, seeming to be bigger than she actually is. This cat seems to encompass a regal bearing whenever she moves.

## Personality

A rather bitter cat, Graywhisker has always seen the world as a cruel and twisted place ever since her parents abandoned her as a kit, seeming to simply disappear from her life without even a courtesy goodbye—her mother through sickness and her father through his own disinterest. Graywhisker learned from that day on that you have to fight tooth and nail to get anything you want; nothing is guaranteed to anyone, not even the love a parent is supposed to hold for their children. Despite thinking that, she couldn’t help but feel a deep aching pain in her soul at the knowledge that not even her parents could love her. She decided she wouldn’t wallow in self-depression, instead moving forward and making herself a better cat who would be deserving of everyone’s admiration.

Graywhisker sees herself as better than those around her, believing that she is better at everything then most of her peers—something she tends to hold over Wolfhound’s head whenever the chance is given to her. If there is something that Graywhisker finds pleasure in, it is how embarrassingly easy it is to rile her sibling up, a few barbs here and there regarding the other’s lack of control of their emotions or hunting skills leads to a tantrum that is always fun to watch. This relationship dynamic grew from when she was a young kit, hating how Wolfkit seemed to constantly believe that once he reached apprenticeship everything would magically work out—that he would be showered in praise and adoration from everyone. Graykit found this outlook to be deplorable, not understanding how someone could have delusions of grandeur when their own family couldn’t even give them a simple praise or glance.

She distanced herself from her brother, instead turning to ensuring that she herself was composed and graceful in her every move, from walking, to sitting, to eating and grooming. She excelled in hunting, making it seem like she was born into the task of finding prey, always bringing back heaps of prey for every assignment. The one big flaw in her perfection is her fighting skills; she’s not terrible per say, but she is a far cry from the best fighter, merely hovering over average. She is good enough to have passed her warrior assessment and survive an attack, but her battle prowess will never be talked about when she passes on. Graywhisker finds this to be a sore spot but strives to make sure no one notices it if they point it out, merely smirking and stating that she simply didn’t wish to reveal her skills to those undeserving of looking upon her perfection.

The one cat she has never been able to fool with that fib is her mentor. Fireriver is someone she has looked up ever since she watched him walk around camp as a kit; the confidence of the tom seemed never ending, always seeming to have an answer for every question and never letting others see any sign of weakness. Graywhisker did her best to emulate the tom and was overjoyed when she was appointed as his apprentice, striving to impress the warrior by being perfect in every way. She practically worshipped the ground the tom walked on and much of her current ways of dealing with others have stemmed from what Fireriver taught her.

Her sharp tongue has been honed from moons upon moons of listening to those around her and shooting barbs at her brother and watching what makes him go off. Graywhisker loves to shoot jabs at those around her, sticking her nose up at those she deems as unimportant and beneath her. She tolerates her Clanmates to a certain degree, but she absolutely despises the other Clans to the degree that she will bare her fangs at them on patrols, a glint in her eye as she wonders if she can dig under their pelts like the fools they are.

## Family

**Sibling:**
Wolfhound (living, confirmed)

**Grandparent:**
Shiverthorn (living, confirmed)

**Aunts/Uncles:**
Blizzardstrike (living, confirmed)
Frostgale (living, confirmed)

**First Cousins:**
Billowkit (living, confirmed)
Scarletdusk (living, confirmed)
Thrushbriar (living, confirmed)