Post by elusiveshadow on Aug 6, 2010 20:13:05 GMT -5
Name: Orangeleaf
Age: 30 moons
Gender: She-cat
Character Type: Clan Cat
Alliance: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Picture:
Appearance: Orange tabby with white chest and paws. Her tabby markings wrap all the way around her body. Once the tabby markings reach her belly, they turn a very dull silver color. Her tail tip is a chocolatey brown. Her nose is a very bright red with a black spot near her right nostril. Her dark green eyes are always looking for something.
Personality: Very loving, patient, and protective. She is a lover, not a fighter; but she will fight like all of LionClan when it is needed. She is very wise and good mannered. She is a very fragile she-cat and loves to lift her paw off the ground like it is hurt. She never likes to be looked after like a kit, she always fends for herself. She is never bothered about hunting for the Clan, she is always out doing whatever she can to help the Clan.
Enemies: She rarely gets in fights but she does have some enemies from the other Clans. Mostly they are the warriors but she also has a lot of enemies whom are loners and rouges.
History: She is daughter to Firesplash and Icewhisker, whom are now both deceased. She did have a mate named Fogheart, but he ran away to never return. She hopes one day to settle down with someone she loves. She absolutely loves kits and if she is not doing her warrior duties, she is in the nursery. Her apprentice-ship was very long but in the end, she was made a warrior with her mate, Fogheart.
Roleplay Example: Orangeleaf slowly slips out of the warrior's den, looking around the camp. She looked up at the sky, the sun just beginning to peak over the trees. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, taking in the scents of the forest. She figure that if she brought back some prey, she could rest the rest of the day.
She slowly pranced through the forest, barely making a sound. She picked up the lone scent of a wood pigeon and sped up, intent on finding the bird. She came to a halt and spotted the bird, a few fox lengths away. She rocked back on her haunches and pounced. The bird must of heard her when she stopped because she landed on soft grass. She hissed under her breath and sat back, angry with herself for missing the bird.
After awhile she got back up and trotted away, determined to find something else to bring back to camp.
Codeword: (I read the rules but have no idea what this is,I'm sorry.)
Age: 30 moons
Gender: She-cat
Character Type: Clan Cat
Alliance: ShadowClan
Rank: Warrior
Picture:
Appearance: Orange tabby with white chest and paws. Her tabby markings wrap all the way around her body. Once the tabby markings reach her belly, they turn a very dull silver color. Her tail tip is a chocolatey brown. Her nose is a very bright red with a black spot near her right nostril. Her dark green eyes are always looking for something.
Personality: Very loving, patient, and protective. She is a lover, not a fighter; but she will fight like all of LionClan when it is needed. She is very wise and good mannered. She is a very fragile she-cat and loves to lift her paw off the ground like it is hurt. She never likes to be looked after like a kit, she always fends for herself. She is never bothered about hunting for the Clan, she is always out doing whatever she can to help the Clan.
Enemies: She rarely gets in fights but she does have some enemies from the other Clans. Mostly they are the warriors but she also has a lot of enemies whom are loners and rouges.
History: She is daughter to Firesplash and Icewhisker, whom are now both deceased. She did have a mate named Fogheart, but he ran away to never return. She hopes one day to settle down with someone she loves. She absolutely loves kits and if she is not doing her warrior duties, she is in the nursery. Her apprentice-ship was very long but in the end, she was made a warrior with her mate, Fogheart.
Roleplay Example: Orangeleaf slowly slips out of the warrior's den, looking around the camp. She looked up at the sky, the sun just beginning to peak over the trees. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, taking in the scents of the forest. She figure that if she brought back some prey, she could rest the rest of the day.
She slowly pranced through the forest, barely making a sound. She picked up the lone scent of a wood pigeon and sped up, intent on finding the bird. She came to a halt and spotted the bird, a few fox lengths away. She rocked back on her haunches and pounced. The bird must of heard her when she stopped because she landed on soft grass. She hissed under her breath and sat back, angry with herself for missing the bird.
After awhile she got back up and trotted away, determined to find something else to bring back to camp.
Codeword: (I read the rules but have no idea what this is,I'm sorry.)
