SaberFang

For 's Tryouts for Addarstar's sister.
She's a seal point lynx bengal (also called a snow bengal). Please note: She is NOT a natural Bob-tail! Her tail was severed when she was attacked by a fox as an apprentice! Also, I know amber and orange run in the family, but Snow Bengals are the only ones that display the blue eyes.... erm... just figured I should throw that in there. ^_^

Name: Saberfang  (BirchBark would be a second pick)
Gender: Female
Age: 32 moons
Clan: The Forgotten Ones

Personality:

Loyal: Saberfang is very loyal to her brother and to the Clan. She could never be swayed by outside influence to betray her brother or to bring harm to anyone within the Clan.
Fierce: Saberfang may be a medicine cat, but she is as fierce and strong-willed as any warrior. It's not the size of the cat in the fight, it's the size of the fight in this cat!
Protective: Saberfang comes across as tough and unapproachable most of the time, she is very hard on her pupils and apprentices, but she would give her life to ensure the safety of her brother, her younger siblings, and anyone in her clan. And she would do so willingly.
Crass: Saberfang has a very sarcastic sense of humor. Sometimes she comes across as crude, and is often very stern. She is not known for being very lady-like.
Wise beyond her years:  Saberfang seems to have an intuitive intelligence to her, with a good sensible head on her shoulders and a very logical intellect. This makes her very knowledgeable for her age and seeming to have a great deal of wisdom to dispense to those who would wish to hear it. 
Perceptive: This cat is a keen observationist, and very little can slip past her eyes without notice. She can seem to read body language and emotions very well from other cats, and when her gut feeling tells her something, she usually goes with it... more often then not, this pays off.

Roleplay Example:
The vision that had come to her two moons ago was still fresh in the she-cat's mind. She had no idea what it was that StarClan was trying to tell her. But it was certainly something of the utmost importance. The scenes replayed before her mind's eye. She was running through the forest. But the forest was being swallowed by an endless shadow that no cat could escape. From behind her, there was a terrible yowling unlike anything she'd ever heard before. And the biggest, most frightening pair of bright golden eyes followed her every move... there was nowhere she could run...

Saberfang's lucid blue eyes snapped to attention and she shook herself to bring her focus back to the present. The Medicine Cat scanned the riverbank with a slow, meticulous precision. She remained crouched beneath her cover of thistle brush, letting her soft cream coat blend into the smooth river stones, the pale russet and brown rosettes dappling her pelt allowing the outline of her body to be broken against the backdrop. her fangs, ever peaking from beneath her upper lip and therefore blessing her with her namesake, were lifted as her jaws parted to let the she-cat taste of the early morning air. She could scent Adderstar's markings from the previous day, along with that of the warriors who'd been on patrol with him. She could also detect the tantalizing odor of rabbits and voles and even a decaying fish that had washed ashore downstream. 

But there was also something else. Something bitter. It played across the palette of her mouth... and whatever it was, Saberfang was certain it was sinister. It was utterly puzzling, for it was clearly the scent of a cat. But unlike any cat Saberfang had ever smelled before. It was a muskier, much more potent smell. There was no sign of movement anywhere around her. Saberfang flicked an ear. Slowly, the she-cat stepped out of the brush, padding slowly and gingerly out onto the smooth stones of the riverbank. as she came close to the water's edge, the stones gave way to a patch of sand... and in that sand...

Saberfang froze. Blue spheres riveted upon the sand as her breath caught in her throat. A paw print, bigger than any cat she'd ever seen, was clearly depicted in the soft texture of the ground. The paw was easily as big as Saberfang's head. Perhaps even bigger. Saberfang had never felt her heart beat so fast... and here she had thought herself fearless by now. What in StarClan could this possibly mean?! Could this have had anything to do with her vision? Taking another wary glance around, she turned her bobbed tail and ran as fast as she could back to the camp. She Had to show AdderStar! 

Flexibility: I am quite flexible! I can change anything regarding her physical appearance, but I'd rather like to keep her personality as it is... but I'd be open to suggestions!