Post by Charbarboo on Jan 6, 2009 17:34:10 GMT -5
Name: Mosseyes
Age: (in moons) 16 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: WindClan
Rank: (Apprentice/Warrior/Elder) Warrior
Description: (give me a thorough description of your cat. Explain every little detail and feature.)Young, dark brown classic tabby (black stripes) with mossy green eyes. All of her tail and paws are jet black. Mosseyes also has a pure white chin.
Personality: (At least four sentences, please.) Mosseyes is friendly to most cats, but gains enemies quickly. She is a she-cat who likes to speak her mind. Mosseyes is very caring of sick cats.
Battle-wise she is, like most other WindClan cats, better at fleeing than fighting.
History: Ever since Mosseyes was a kit she has longed to help the sick cats of her Clan. While her siblings were play-fighting, she would go around the camp making sure all the warriors were okay. Even though she knows her Clan needs a medicine cat desperately, Mosseyes was afraid that if she forgot just one thing, another cat could die.
Sample: (Give me a full paragraph, please. You only have to do this with one cat.) As Mosseyes emerged her sleep. She realized that after days of darkened leaf-bare sky the sun was shinning through the clouds. There might not be another sunny day until green-leaf, Mosseyes thought as she headed out of the WindClan camp.
As the tabby she-cat entered the open moor, she scented the best smell any cat would die for. Rabbit. Mosseyes eminently started to pursue the prey.
She caught up with it in no more than 30 heart beats, even though the rabbit was only 6 rabbit hops away. As Mosseyes got closer, she jumped on the cotton tail. As she jumped the tabby realized that she was not a mouse tail away. The she-cat plummeted to the ground with a Thump!
Age: (in moons) 16 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: WindClan
Rank: (Apprentice/Warrior/Elder) Warrior
Description: (give me a thorough description of your cat. Explain every little detail and feature.)Young, dark brown classic tabby (black stripes) with mossy green eyes. All of her tail and paws are jet black. Mosseyes also has a pure white chin.
Personality: (At least four sentences, please.) Mosseyes is friendly to most cats, but gains enemies quickly. She is a she-cat who likes to speak her mind. Mosseyes is very caring of sick cats.
Battle-wise she is, like most other WindClan cats, better at fleeing than fighting.
History: Ever since Mosseyes was a kit she has longed to help the sick cats of her Clan. While her siblings were play-fighting, she would go around the camp making sure all the warriors were okay. Even though she knows her Clan needs a medicine cat desperately, Mosseyes was afraid that if she forgot just one thing, another cat could die.
Sample: (Give me a full paragraph, please. You only have to do this with one cat.) As Mosseyes emerged her sleep. She realized that after days of darkened leaf-bare sky the sun was shinning through the clouds. There might not be another sunny day until green-leaf, Mosseyes thought as she headed out of the WindClan camp.
As the tabby she-cat entered the open moor, she scented the best smell any cat would die for. Rabbit. Mosseyes eminently started to pursue the prey.
She caught up with it in no more than 30 heart beats, even though the rabbit was only 6 rabbit hops away. As Mosseyes got closer, she jumped on the cotton tail. As she jumped the tabby realized that she was not a mouse tail away. The she-cat plummeted to the ground with a Thump!
