Post by Swimfast on Jun 10, 2009 10:38:21 GMT -5
Name: Snowheart
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Snowheart is a pure white cat, with a few sports of light grey here and there, and their all different shapes, that's where she got her name. Her eyes are blue, and she is a very strong looking cat, but in her eyes there is always a sweet looking glow.
Personality: Snowheart is a powerful warrior, she is always bringing back food for her clan, and out on patrols. She is a pleasant cat to talk to, she doesn't yell, and her voivce is smooth, and she always seems to be calm, no matter what the situation. Snowheart doesn't injure a cat in a fight ber badly, unless she has no choice, her normal style of fighting, is to make them run, and leave them with a bit of a warning. Snowheart loves kits, and she can be found in the nursery sometimes.
History: Snowheart was not born into the Thundrclan, she was born a kittypet, and that may be surprising, when looking at her. When she was little, her twolegs couldn't afford to keep all of the cats, she was left in the woods behind their house. Her Mother was the only one that they kept, and her Mother was the one who named her for her coat. Snowheart was left in the woods for about a day. Then she was picked up by a Thunderclan patrol, she was taken to their camp, and cared for in the nursery like she was one of their own. Form then on, she was a member of the Thunderclan, and Snowheart still sometimes visits the twoleg place to visit her Mother.
Roleplay Sample: Snowheart had just gotten back from a patrol, and she was very hungry, so she went over, and stiffed out a good looking mouse from the pile. She went and sat against a tree to daintily pick at it, and she picked the bones clan, then stalked back to into the middle of the camp, nothing special was going on, and most of the warriors were out hunting, or on patrol. Snowheart decided to visit the kits, she stooped into the nursery, and sniffed at the kits, some sleeping, some of the older ones came running at her. The she-cat laughed, and cuddled with the kits for a moment, then trotted out of the nursery, yawning, She could use some rest herself. Snowheart curled up be the shade of a tree, and lay on her side, she wasn't tired enough to sleep, but it felt good to lay in the cool shade of the tree.
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior
Description: Snowheart is a pure white cat, with a few sports of light grey here and there, and their all different shapes, that's where she got her name. Her eyes are blue, and she is a very strong looking cat, but in her eyes there is always a sweet looking glow.
Personality: Snowheart is a powerful warrior, she is always bringing back food for her clan, and out on patrols. She is a pleasant cat to talk to, she doesn't yell, and her voivce is smooth, and she always seems to be calm, no matter what the situation. Snowheart doesn't injure a cat in a fight ber badly, unless she has no choice, her normal style of fighting, is to make them run, and leave them with a bit of a warning. Snowheart loves kits, and she can be found in the nursery sometimes.
History: Snowheart was not born into the Thundrclan, she was born a kittypet, and that may be surprising, when looking at her. When she was little, her twolegs couldn't afford to keep all of the cats, she was left in the woods behind their house. Her Mother was the only one that they kept, and her Mother was the one who named her for her coat. Snowheart was left in the woods for about a day. Then she was picked up by a Thunderclan patrol, she was taken to their camp, and cared for in the nursery like she was one of their own. Form then on, she was a member of the Thunderclan, and Snowheart still sometimes visits the twoleg place to visit her Mother.
Roleplay Sample: Snowheart had just gotten back from a patrol, and she was very hungry, so she went over, and stiffed out a good looking mouse from the pile. She went and sat against a tree to daintily pick at it, and she picked the bones clan, then stalked back to into the middle of the camp, nothing special was going on, and most of the warriors were out hunting, or on patrol. Snowheart decided to visit the kits, she stooped into the nursery, and sniffed at the kits, some sleeping, some of the older ones came running at her. The she-cat laughed, and cuddled with the kits for a moment, then trotted out of the nursery, yawning, She could use some rest herself. Snowheart curled up be the shade of a tree, and lay on her side, she wasn't tired enough to sleep, but it felt good to lay in the cool shade of the tree.
