Joined Nov 3 2015
Her beautiful, blazing amber eyes shine with laughter. The laugh she so often uses carries her warm voice across camp. When she talks, you hear bird song. Whitesmoke is the beautiful daughter of a rogue, who died long ago. She was born in a small hollow, where her mother taught her to hunt and defend herself. The clan is her home, her life and her heart, and all her life she's wanted to do nothing but be of service to it. As a kit she stayed out of trouble, a trait that continued into her apprenticeship. She can't stand thethought of getting in trouble or a rebuke. Good is what she is. From the inside out there is nothing even slightly angry or mean about her. Sweetness is her essence, she spends her time listening to others and trying her hardest to help. A frosted angel is the very description of a warm-hearted beauty. Nevermind the gentle teasing of her friends referring to her, 'goody-goody' nature. Beauty is all she is, inside and out.
Many see Bluebird as a comforting spirit. She is considerate of others, putting them above herself. She is there when someone needs to get something off their chest, and can be seen giving advice to those in desperate need of it, no matter how useless her advice seems. Bluebird sees herself differently, though. She does what is in the best interests of others, but always in consideration of herself. Will the acts benefit her? It's a question she always wonders before entering a situation. She doesn't mind lending a paw where it's needed, but wouldn't do so if not in a good mood. Which can be often. To catch her when angry is common, but not always an unfortunate occurrence. Few things work her nerves, but they still exist. In her anger, she will be discourteous and refuse to conform to a situation if asked of her. It is best not to be around her in these times. Now, if not angry nor calm, she will carry an impassive expression. Her words will be pleasant and straight-forward, but nothing further. To incite anything else, you'd have to be special.