Driftpaw

**Driftpaw** is a pretty lynx point she-cat with lapis blue eyes.

## Description

### Physical

At first sight, the feline is absolutely awe-inspiring. Her fur is the shade of snow-white to match her TundraClan home, save for the few blue-based mackerel tabby stripes that lace her extremities. Nonetheless, she has natural camouflage that comes in handy during the cold leaf-bare moons when snow blankets the earth. Driftpaw's coat is medium in length and feathery in texture, making it as soft as the feathers that cover a young bird. The she-cat's well-groomed fur is dense, providing her with ample warmth during the coldest of seasons, although it can be a bit unbearable when the weather heats up.

Although she moves with the grace of a hunter, Driftpaw's thick fur secretly hides a muscular physique that makes her a worthy opponent to any combatant. Driftpaw moves as if she's light on her paws, although the average-height feline is indeed heavier from thickly muscled limbs. Her chest and shoulders are narrow, giving her a delicate, feminine appearance from a distance. Up close, however, she is an intimidating enemy. Yet, her narrow face that frames a pair of lovely lapis-blue eyes is awfully attractive....that is, until Driftpaw opens her mouth and releases one of her infamous, not-so-lady-like verbal lashings.

### Character

A femine beauty on the outside, yet a femme fatale on the inside, Driftpaw is somewhat of a complex character. The young apprentice acts awfully high-class for her age, typically turning her nose up at any cat she deems "unworthy" of her presence in the most conceited of mannerisms. Speaking of manners, they happen to be something the she-cat absolutely lacks. The intimidating feline acts as if she's above all others, yet she's not very lady like at all. Driftpaw has somewhat of a know-it-all attitude, and saying rude things are a bad habit of hers. Going against the fire-hearted youngster? Not a great idea.

Her eagerness to dish out verbal lashings are likely due to her defensive habits. Driftpaw certainly lacks a "friend circle" due to her tendency to drive everyone off. That being said, those few cats that are "fortunate" enough to be her close friends receive a great amount of protection and support from the she-cat. She can indeed be a good friend, at least when she looks beyond herself and her own desires. It simply takes the right cat to open up the better half of Driftpaw.

## History

### Background

The she-cat can never quite recall her life before TundraClan. As a kitten, her mother abandoned her in camp for the clan to care for her, as the kitten would be nothing more than another mouth to feed. She was deposited into a snow drift outside of camp, which earned the orphaned kitten her name: Driftkit.

Although the queens were nice enough, it was made known that the kitten was an orphan, not one of their own. She was occasionally teased for being born an outsider and not quite being "good enough" because of her non-clan origins. As a result, Driftkit grew desperate to rub her talents in the face of others, and therefore prove herself superior. When she became an apprentice, she took every opportunity to go out and learn something new from several cats, so that she could uphold her "intelligent" air. Eventually, she became known as an arrogant know-it-all.

## Relationships

### Other

**Loststar:**

WIP