{ N a m e  :: Hawk that prowls the stars }

{ G e n d e r :: She-Cat }

{ A g e :: 5 moons  }

{ R a n k :: Kit }

{ R a n k  W a n t e d :: Healer's Too-be }

{ K i n :: Unknown }

{ A p p e a r a n c e :: She is a pretty, slender She-Cat, that has the will power to do almost anything, no matter her build. Her coat is consistant mainly of white, with the odd charcol black, and creamy-orange splotch here and there. Her tail is a combination of orange and black, swirled together to make their pattern, though it is darker here than anywhere else. (Besides from her face) }

{ P e r s o n a l i t y ::  Hawk is a very intelligent cat, and is often told that she has more knowledge than a full grown warrior. She likes to do things her way, as she has lernt to be independant growing up. She will take suggestions from others, but she wont usually change her mind. She is extremely sweet and caring, and puts the lives of others in front of hers. Hawk is not the best hunter, or warrior, and she knows that, but believes that it is just because of the mind set that she has put herself in. She wont fight against any other, for she doesn't believe in killing or hurting someone just because she can. Though she has a hard time convincing herself to, Hawk will only fight if it is for defence, otherwise chooses not to. }

{ H i s t o r y :: Hawk and her two sisters were born in another, unknown Clan. an their father died in battle before they had even been kitted. Their mother fled from the clan when they were too young to leave her side, so they were forced to follow her. The small family pack were known as 'wonderers' to other cats, and not seen as a threat. They lived in the forest away from anyone else. Their mother taught them how to fight, and hunt, until one day they were attacked by badgers. Their mother new that the small family pack wouldn't stand a chance against the gang, and gave up her life so that her three kits could get away. They all fled in different directions, never to see each other again. She wounded up at the mercy of The Tribe of Rushing Waters at the age of a young apprentice, and was welcomed into the clan. Not many cats know of her history, except for the occasional warrior, who try not to judge her because of it. }