Post by Chachafu on Feb 22, 2009 12:07:04 GMT -5
Name:Nightsky
Age: 18 Moons
Gender:Female
Clan:Windclan
Rank:Warrior
Description: A black cat she-cat with a sleek tail that has tip of of white. Beautiful emerald green eyes with short hair.
Personality: Always thinking about her next move, she is intelligent and clever. She hates be looked down on and always wants to prove herself. She wants to have kits at one point but only once. She never gives up due to the way her father treated her when she was young. She would rather die in battle than anyway other. Always thinking of others she will back them up even if it costs her, her life. She doesn't like to kill but she will send cats back with scratches and bites the will never forget.
History: Born to a litter of four, with three brothers. Her mother died when kitting them and had to get milk from another Queen. Her father always visited the nursery but not her. For some reason he thought she was worthless because she was a female and because she was the smallest one. She had to compete for love but never got it. Her father always scolded her and took time to train her brothers instead of her. Ever since she realized he would never love her she tried to prove herself to everyone else. Sadly, her brother Grayfur died in battle. He was the only one in her family that truly loved her. Angered by his death, she trained every single moment she had,and became a warrior.
Roleplay Sample: Nightsky slowly stalked into the open moorlands. She opened her mouth to draw in a scent and the scents of the new day. The sun was gleaming down on her pelt making her shine, odd for a leafbare morning. She smelled the delectable scents of rabbits. The black she-cat quickly shot out after the scent. She quickly gained and found the source of the scent, a young brown rabbit. She caught up to the rabbit and quickly killed with a sharp bite on the neck.
Age: 18 Moons
Gender:Female
Clan:Windclan
Rank:Warrior
Description: A black cat she-cat with a sleek tail that has tip of of white. Beautiful emerald green eyes with short hair.
Personality: Always thinking about her next move, she is intelligent and clever. She hates be looked down on and always wants to prove herself. She wants to have kits at one point but only once. She never gives up due to the way her father treated her when she was young. She would rather die in battle than anyway other. Always thinking of others she will back them up even if it costs her, her life. She doesn't like to kill but she will send cats back with scratches and bites the will never forget.
History: Born to a litter of four, with three brothers. Her mother died when kitting them and had to get milk from another Queen. Her father always visited the nursery but not her. For some reason he thought she was worthless because she was a female and because she was the smallest one. She had to compete for love but never got it. Her father always scolded her and took time to train her brothers instead of her. Ever since she realized he would never love her she tried to prove herself to everyone else. Sadly, her brother Grayfur died in battle. He was the only one in her family that truly loved her. Angered by his death, she trained every single moment she had,and became a warrior.
Roleplay Sample: Nightsky slowly stalked into the open moorlands. She opened her mouth to draw in a scent and the scents of the new day. The sun was gleaming down on her pelt making her shine, odd for a leafbare morning. She smelled the delectable scents of rabbits. The black she-cat quickly shot out after the scent. She quickly gained and found the source of the scent, a young brown rabbit. She caught up to the rabbit and quickly killed with a sharp bite on the neck.
